Chapter 280: Yin Zhai: Kun Seventeen

Within the small world, battle ignites at a touch.

Facing Nan Gong Ya's forceful onslaught, Kun Shiqi stands unmoving, a phantom domain manifesting beneath his feet.

It is the Tai Chi Eight Trigram Diagram.

Kun Shiqi stands on the Earth position.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Streams of light assault in waves; each time they strike Kun Shiqi, the Eight Trigram Disk beneath his feet vanishes, and Kun Shiqi simultaneously shifts position.

When he reappears, the Array Plate beneath his feet manifests again.

It still occupies the Kun position.

Nan Gong Ya's terrifying assault is easily neutralized during this shifting process.

"Another turtle shell," Nan Gong Ya sneers, "Your turtle shell seems tougher than Yun Lian's!"

"Daoist Friend, you flatter me,"

Kun Shiqi remains unproud and unruffled, completely unmoved by Nan Gong Ya's words.

"Your power to neutralize must have a limit, right?"

Nan Gong Ya says with a playful tone: "Even the ancestor of Yin Zhai, all the routes of the benevolent Eight Trigram evolution ultimately collapse."

"How high is the limit you can endure?"

"Let me try it then."

As the words finish, the myriad streams of light fluttering around Nan Gong Ya halt and converge, resembling three roads of different colors.

Kun Shiqi smiles faintly, "I dare not compare myself to the ancestor, but Daoist Friend is not that terrifying relic of antiquity, nor can be compared."

In other words, Nan Gong Ya cannot break his defense.

"Really?"

Nan Gong Ya's smile deepens, "From the moment you said that, you have already lost."

"Incomparable?"

"Hehe!"

"Why can't I surpass everything of the past?"

Behind Nan Gong Ya, the three-colored streams of light merge, and faintly the phantom of the fourth-colored stream has already manifested.

Nine-colored Light! The legendary Secret Art of Bi Luo Yuan! It requires entering the Legend Realm to formally cultivate.

In each minor realm, mastering a single-colored stream of light is already remarkable.

Simultaneously controlling multicolored streams of light becomes exponentially harder.

Nan Gong Ya is a cultivator of the Legend Second Realm; in the second round of the contest, simultaneously mastering dual-colored streams of light was already taxing.

Now she can effortlessly wield the fusion of three-colored streams of light?

Even the fourth-colored stream of light must manifest?

The elders of Bi Luo Yuan involuntarily narrow their pupils.

Elder Dan Tai smiles, "Xiao Ya, this child, has truly ushered in a rebirth; in the future she may inherit the Palace Master's seat."

She recalls that the records show the Palace Master's innate talent is hardly different from Nan Gong Ya's now.

All of them mastered three-colored streams of light in the Legend Second Realm and manifested the phantom of the fourth-colored stream.

In that edition of the Three Thousand States Genius War, the Palace Master crushed contemporaneous geniuses and easily claimed the champion's position.

Ultimately living up to expectations, she entered the Wangxian Realm.

But this edition not only featured Bai Li Ming and Lin Chuan, two unfathomable peerless demons, the other geniuses were also not weak,

Otherwise, with Xiao Ya's strength, she could certainly have taken the champion.

Elder Jiu, seated nearby, laughs:

"Elder Dan Tai, Xiao Ya often tells me that her present state is thanks to your proper guidance, which opened her mind, allowing her to build up and then unleash, and one day undergo a metamorphosis."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Elder Dan Tai's mouth corners lift.

"No false words; all were spoken by Xiao Ya herself to me."

Elder Jiu says, "But Xiao Ya never boasts; she said she must not tell you before securing the champion slot."

"She feared that after failure she would disappoint you."

"When she truly surpasses all contemporaneous geniuses, she will properly thank you."

Listening to Elder Jiu's words, Elder Dan Tai's smile grows ever richer.

"She is a good child."

Elder Dan Tai ponders, "But this child misunderstands me; she has already performed well. Even if she loses, she need not harshly blame herself."

Elder Jiu says, "Perhaps the severe injuries of Leng Feng and Mo Mo have dealt her a considerable mental blow."

"That makes sense."

Elder Dan Tai lightly furrows his brows, "The decisive battle is imminent; we must not let Xiao Ya's Dao heart be affected. After this battle ends, I will find time to talk with her properly."

Elder Jiu quickly raises his cup, "Elder Dan Tai, your righteousness."

Only when lowering his brows do greedy shadows flicker in his eyes.

…

In the small world.

The battle still continues.

Even though Nan Gong Ya displayed the technique of three-colored light fusion, Kun Shiqi still held his ground, not collapsing immediately.

"This method of bearing an attack and then neutralizing it is truly exaggerated."

Lin Chuan was somewhat surprised.

It seems that, although the hidden studio's numbers are so few, being listed as one of the super forces has a reason.

That woman is getting more and more irritable.

Beside him, Xiao Qingmei and Yun Zhi Yi suddenly said.

After a long assault without success, is the emotion gradually becoming uncontrollable?

Lin Chuan was lost in thought.

During the earlier "Vacant Slot Contest", when he proactively intercepted Nangong Ya and Mo Mo, he had a similar feeling.

When positioned in "weakness", the opponent's emotions are hard to suppress.

Such emotional fluctuations are truly unworthy of the title of super genius, let alone the contest for that slot having little impact on Nangong Ya.

If Lin Chuan had been given a bit more time then, perhaps a conclusion would have been reached long ago.

Stirring the emotion could greatly increase the chance of her taking the bait.

Lin Chuan pondered.

Black Mist probably hasn't fully controlled Nangong Ya; some things are still primarily "Nangong Ya".

If it were total control, then the extent could have been discovered long ago.

Black Mist's power continuously amplifies Nangong Ya's emotions; if this emotion is magnified to the extreme, perhaps an anomaly can be found.

But Kun Seventeen clearly cannot achieve that.

Within the small world, the battles grew increasingly fierce; Nangong Ya's combat talent is terrifying, and during the gradual attacks she still found Kun Seventeen's weakness.

Nangong Ya, by predicting Kun Seventeen's displacement, inflicted multiple injuries on the latter.

The gap between the two thus widened.

It kept widening, forming a chasm that could no longer be reversed.

……

Actually lost?

On the Yun Tai where the hidden studio resides, an elder whose clothes bore the inscription "Kun Sixteen" sighed.

Kun Seventeen's talent is still above mine; I thought I could contend for the champion, and even if not, I would at least fall in the finals.

I didn't expect to lose here.

Nangong Ya is so young, yet her combat talent is so terrifying? In such a short time, she already found a way to counter Kun's power.

It looks like she'll claim the champion.

The hidden studio's eight veins, regardless of which, are extremely profound and infinitely variable.

Even just entering is an extremely arduous task.

Cultivators not of the same vein as the hidden studio, even if they know the basic composition of the hidden studio's Secret Art, find it hard to decipher and need to spend a great deal of time.

Only a handful can achieve this step in battle.

Achieving it at the same realm is almost impossible.

Otherwise, given the hidden studio's scarce number of successors, it would have become extinct long ago.

We concede defeat!

Kun Sixteen knows Nangong Ya's ruthless cruelty, each move wounds the soul, but doesn't want to let his own prized disciple fight to the death,

Seeing the situation unfavorable, he directly chose to concede, extremely decisive.

On another Yun Tai, Lin Chuan also sighed.

What a pity, another opportunity lost.