High Martial Arts: I Awaken a Low-Tier Martial System Chapter 1025 - 474: Battling the Prodigy Talent! One Million Merit Points (Double Length)

"Even with Senior Ling Xuan’s assistance, surviving such an attack is already quite remarkable!" Chi Jiuxin blinked her beautiful eyes, "I heard that you have condensed your innate divine ability just now?"

"It’s just a prototype, nothing much." Jiang Ye shook his head, not boasting excessively.

"You are too modest, my friend." Chi Jiuxin’s eyes flickered with a strange light.

The innate divine ability is not something that just anyone can condense.

The term "divine ability" itself is a means of the gods.

In most cases, only Fourth Tier Demigods or even powerhouse at the demigod limit can condense it.

...

Jiang Ye didn’t care about Chi Jiuxin’s thoughts.

At this moment, his eyes swept over the crowd and suddenly paused slightly.

He saw a young girl in white sitting in a corner.

The girl was cold and ethereal, like a fairy untouched by the mortal world, sitting alone in the corner, holding a cup of tea, quietly observing the surrounding people. When she saw Jiang Ye looking over, she nodded slightly.

"Wang Zilu?"

"Strange, why does she seem somewhat different from before?" Jiang Ye was slightly puzzled in his heart.

In the past, Wang Zilu was not this cold.

Just then.

Two figures approached, it was Wang Zihuang and Bai Cantian.

Wang Zihuang was clad in golden armor, exuding a vigorous aura, his eyes filled with intense fighting spirit, every step he took carried a magnificent momentum, as if the ground beneath was trembling.

The other wore a white robe, with a virtual image of a towering tree of universe-spanning branches suspended behind his head, its leaf veins flowing with gentle divine light, clearly the Bai Race’s prodigy Bai Cantian.

"Junior Brother Ye Jiang."

"We heard what happened just now, you were able to withstand an attack from a demigod limit?" Wang Zihuang’s eyes were sharp.

His voice was loud and filled with a tremendous aura.

"Junior Brother’s combat ability is astonishing, making me eager to test it myself – shall we spar a bit?" Wang Zihuang said with a smile, "It would also let us witness Junior Brother’s strength."

As his words fell.

The surrounding Huanglong powerhouses instantly erupted into excitement.

"Wang Zihuang is a prodigious talent and possesses the early stage strength of a Tier Four Demigod, and he actively invites Ye Jiang to a duel?"

"Isn’t it bullying?"

"Don’t underestimate Ye Jiang, he did survive after all under the attack of a demigod limit."

"So what, that demigod limit is only extraordinary, how can it be compared to a prodigious talent?"

"I’ll bet on Wang Zihuang to win, his ’Emperor’s Law’ is extremely terrifying, capable of suppressing all laws."

"I’ll bet on Ye Jiang to win, one hundred thousand merit points!"

"Aren’t you afraid of losing everything?"

"Heh heh, I trust in his strength, surviving a self-destruction from a demigod limit surely means he has something extraordinary..."

Merit points betting!

This is a significant way of earning Huanglong Merit during small gatherings at the Red Mansion.

Seeing the situation, an elder from the Crimson Divine Race stepped forward with a smile, saying, "Since everyone is so interested, let me oversee this betting, recording each person’s bet amount and target. After the spar, we will distribute the merit points according to the odds."

Soon, the odds were calculated.

Wang Zihuang’s odds were 1:1, while Jiang Ye’s were 1:3, clearly indicating that most people did not believe he could win against the prodigious Wang Zihuang.

...

Meanwhile.

"Challenging me?" A hint of fighting spirit flashed in Jiang Ye’s eyes.

Just right.

He also wanted to know how strong he was after condensing his innate divine ability, and how his strengths compared against prodigious talents.

This Wang Zihuang happens to be early Tier Four Demigod too, the realm difference with Jiang Ye is not too large.

"Alright."

"Let’s spar then, but hold back a bit." Jiang Ye agreed without hesitation.

"Refreshingly straightforward!" Wang Zihuang laughed heartily, his eyes brimming with more fighting spirit, "If you defeat me, I will offer up one million merit points."

"One million?" Jiang Ye was slightly taken aback, that’s no small amount, almost the entire fortune of most Ninth Break powerhouses.

The other party offering such a huge wager.

In return, if Jiang Ye loses, he must also offer one million merit points.

"Alright."

"No problem." Jiang Ye did not hesitate too much, he indeed came to test his strength.

"Then let’s go to the martial arts stage! Let’s spar well." Wang Zihuang laughed loudly.

The crowd cleared a path, heading towards the martial arts stage, their eyes filled with anticipation, clearly wanting to see the result of this spar.

...

The arena is forged from special material, capable of withstanding the limit of demigod-level attacks. It is covered with law runes, emitting a faint glow, enough to neutralize the aftermath of the battle and prevent harm to those nearby.

Quickly.

Jiang Ye and Wang Zilu ascended the arena, while Bai Cantian stood below, with a hint of anticipation in his gaze.

"Junior Brother, be careful!"

Wang Zilu shouted deeply, the golden halo around him surged, and the power of laws condensed into a golden sword.

On the sword, the majestic Emperor’s Law surrounded it, carrying an imposing aura of ruling the world.

"Slash!" Wang Zilu swung the sword suddenly.

In an instant, a golden sword light tore through the void, emitting an ear-piercing roar, slashing towards Jiang Ye’s body.

As it passed, the void shook.

Even the law runes on the arena began to tremble, as if they were about to be destroyed by this terrifying force, and the surrounding space started to distort, forming black cracks.

If not for the arena’s barrier, this strike would be enough to sweep across ten thousand miles of territory.

Jiang Ye’s thoughts shifted, the star patterns on his body lit up, dazzling with golden light, and a vast power of the Star River erupted from within him.

[Star River Divine Body]

"Boom!" He punched towards the golden sword, the punch heavy with the aura of the Star River, each star pattern emitting brilliant light, as if countless starlights were flickering on his fist.

"Bang!"

The two collided, causing the arena to tremble instantly, the golden law power and Star River power dispersed, forming a terrifying wave that swept the entire scene.

[Mayfly Shaking the Tree Advance — Does Not Trigger Critical Strike]

Jiang Ye’s figure swayed, he retreated several steps, with cracks appearing under his feet on the arena.

But Wang Zilu remained like Tai Mountain, standing calmly where he was, not retreating at all.

...

"Ye Jiang has fallen behind."

"Indeed, Ye Jiang still shows a disparity compared to prodigious Talent."

"Managing to withstand one of Wang Zilu’s moves is already quite impressive." The many powerhouses below were not surprised.

The gap between prodigious Talent and Extraordinary Talent is even larger than the gap between Tier Three demigods and Tier Four demigods.

So far, across the entire Huanglong Civilization.

Only the Marquis of the Blue Sky can battle against prodigious Talent with extraordinary abilities.

.....

"What a shame."

"It’s difficult to trigger a critical strike when battling against prodigious Talent." A hint of regret flashed in Jiang Ye’s eyes: "Prodigious Talent has excessively strong fortune."

The probability of triggering a critical strike entirely depends on the strength of the fortune.

In other words, it’s a contest of luck.

If Jiang Ye’s fortune crushed the opponent, he could trigger critical strikes in every move; otherwise, it’s all up to luck.

On the other side.

"So easy?" A hint of surprise also flashed in Wang Zilu’s eyes.

Though he hadn’t exerted his full strength earlier, with the Emperor’s Law activated, even a Tier Four Peak demigod might not be able to withstand it.

Jiang Ye’s physical strength far exceeded his expectations.

"Interesting, let’s go again!" The battle intent in Wang Zilu’s eyes grew stronger, the golden halo around him became even more intense.

"Whistling!"

A vast amount of law power gathered, forming a massive golden pillar, above which the intense Emperor’s Law swirled, sweeping out with an overwhelming momentum.

At the top of the pillar, a golden figure of an emperor emerged, exuding an aura of sovereign dominance, embodying the extreme manifestation of Wang Zilu’s Emperor’s Law, as if an ancient emperor had descended to the human realm.

"Emperor’s Law?"

"This is a power of prodigious Talent." Jiang Ye understood this.

Prodigious Talent, born with the fortune technique!

And this so-called Emperor’s Law is actually a manifestation of fortune technique, ordinary people cannot comprehend such laws.

In other words, this law imbued with fortune technique can generate fortune-crushing effects on most powerhouses!

Just like now.

Under the overwhelming Emperor’s aura, even ordinary Tier Four demigods would kneel instantly, feeling reverence.

"Time to get serious." Jiang Ye took a deep breath.

The next moment.

The star patterns around him erupted, the Void Dharma Aspect slowly emerged, towering with star river aura on the aspect.

This aspect clasped its hands together, a thundering strike launched towards the golden pillar.... an endless and vast power of the Star River burst forth.

In an instant, Jiang Ye was filled with inspiration.

[Mayfly Shaking the Tree Advance — Ninety Times Critical Strike!]