Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2126 Chapter 1004: Qin Cangliu
Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
Wu Ming's face scorched with intense heat, his mind reeling in confusion, leaving him utterly dumbfounded.
"Is this... the Fireball Technique?"
"From such a distance, how could it strike me so swiftly?"
He simply couldn't comprehend it. What appeared before him was merely a faint flicker of flame, an indistinct and shapeless fireball.
But in the very next moment, that fireball had detonated right against his face?
What sort of velocity was that?
Furthermore, was this truly the Fireball Technique?
This impact, this backlash—it's far too "intense," isn't it? It felt just like a "cannon blast," sending chills down one's spine.
Thanks to the protection of the Dao Discussion Jade, participants in the sword discussion suffered no actual harm.
However, the residual scorching sensation and the jolt could still be keenly experienced.
This fireball proved exceptionally cunning, taking him by complete surprise.
Wu Ming nearly toppled from the explosion's force, staggering several steps before he finally regained his footing, shaking his head repeatedly to recover from the Fireball Technique's shocking impact.
Suddenly, Wu Ming's eyelid spasmed sharply, and he cried out inwardly:
"This is bad!"
He quickly lifted his gaze, and as expected, a sword aura gleaming like moonlight was condensing.
Linghu Xiao, who had endured suppression throughout the bout, was now furious and determined not to spare Wu Ming.
Their teamwork with Mo Hua was seamless. As Mo Hua deployed the Fireball Technique to create an opening, Linghu Xiao had already started accumulating his power.
By the moment Wu Ming regained his wits, the sword aura stood fully prepared.
Linghu Xiao fixed Wu Ming with an icy stare, as though eyeing a corpse. With a sharp cry, he slashed his longsword, unleashing a Zhang-long Chongxu sword beam.
This sword beam possessed razor-like keenness.
Wu Ming wasn't stupid and instantly sought to flee.
The Iron Armor Talisman's effect lingered, capable of weakening the sword aura's might, yet he had no desire to confront Linghu Xiao's strike directly.
A sword beam from a once-in-five-hundred-years Sword Dao Genius was no trifling matter.
Should he evade this sword beam, Linghu Xiao would deplete his spiritual power, turning into easy prey.
The rest would merely be helpless targets awaiting their fate.
Afterward, he could deal with that brat who had ambushed him using the Fireball Technique.
Wu Ming pivoted, pushed off the ground with his foot, and attempted to dash away like a streak of flame.
Yet at that instant, a shrill whistle pierced the atmosphere.
A fireball streaked in a direct crimson trail, slamming into Wu Ming's back before the sound even fully reached.
"Damn it, what in the world is this..."
Wu Ming seethed with rage, but the hit threw his body off kilter, sending him crashing to the ground.
The powerful Chongxu sword aura descended in a flash, slashing down upon him with ferocity.
A ethereal blue radiance surfaced on Wu Ming's form, countering the Chongxu sword aura's force, while simultaneously, the Dao Discussion Jade's light on his brow dimmed swiftly.
At last, the light vanished entirely, and the Dao Discussion Jade cracked apart.
Wu Ming's complexion drained of color, yet he remained helpless.
In a burst of ethereal glow, his silhouette faded away completely, teleported from the sword discussion arena.
Wu Ming had been vanquished.
Linghu Xiao gripped his sword with one hand, breathing in heavy gasps.
Though recognized as a Sword Dao Genius with formidable sword aura, this "prowess" merely reflected his cultivation level.
Real battles shifted unpredictably, presenting entirely novel challenges.
Now he truly grasped what his Junior Brother had explained: a mighty cultivator needed not just raw power but also sharp battlefield skills.
His Junior Brother had even introduced an odd concept known as:
Practical Combat Rate.
Raw strength paired with a superior practical combat rate forged a genuinely formidable cultivator.
One might boast deep cultivation and superb sword arts, but without battle savvy, unable to handle stress or targeted assaults, they amounted to a mere "paper tiger" fraud.
Even with potent combat strength, failing to execute in the heat of fight rendered it worthless.
Via the Sword Discussion Conference, treating contests as practice, engaging rival talents, navigating diverse scenarios, honing battlefield know-how, boosting the practical application of sword techniques, and maximizing the Chongxu Sword Skill's potential, one could evolve into a top-tier sword cultivator down the line.
This aligned with his Junior Brother's hopes and strategy for him.
Linghu Xiao steadied his thoughts, reflecting quietly on successes and failures, then lifted his sword to aim at the four remaining Spirit Talisman Sect cultivators.
His spiritual power neared exhaustion, but with five against four now, victory was assured.
Wu Ming's elimination allowed Linghu Xiao to support the other skirmishes. Despite his drained spiritual power, the balance tipped decisively.
Mo Hua launched a handful more fireballs, sealing the sword discussion's end.
The Taixu Gate emerged victorious.
Over the canvas, Mo Hua and his allies' forms slowly dissolved.
The spectators beyond fell silent briefly, before murmurs erupted in waves:
"Linghu Xiao remains formidable..."
"The Taixu Gate barely claimed this round..."
"That Mo Hua, he's got real potential—his Fireball Technique appears... rather solid?"
"Indeed, impressive," another agreed with a nod, "In that deadlock, his Fireball Technique shattered the impasse, rescuing his comrades from danger."
Others disagreed: "Couldn't it be that his presence put his teammates in danger to begin with?"
"Swapping him for anyone else, they'd have taken a clean five-on-five win—why prolong it so much?"
"Plus, relying on a simple Fireball Technique—isn't that elementary?"
"Any cultivator with a spark of fire spiritual root ought to master a Fireball Technique, no?"
"Have you ever witnessed elite disciples from great clans leaning on Fireball Technique during the Sword Discussion Conference? They must dread the ridicule..."
"Yet his Fireball Technique feels a bit unusual... laced with some odd flair..." one mused.
At these words, numerous observant cultivators displayed contemplative looks.