Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 75: Challenge Ends Amidst the Flowing Water,

The Young Man Steps on the Waves to Kill the Flood Dragon (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios       Editor: Atlas Studios

If An Le remembered correctly, this Wang Qinhe… seemed to have stood together with Qin Qianqiu back then, right?

An Le naturally did not like Qin Qianqiu. He hated Qin Qianqiu even more when he threatened Zhu Shan to kill him. Therefore, he no longer had any good feelings for Wang Qinhe and did not show any mercy.

In this battle, An Le wanted to nurture his heroic qi and was unwilling to drag it out.

After all, there was still his old friend warming wine in the small courtyard for him to return.

With a push of his five fingers, the Ink Pool Sword silently swept out. Its speed was extremely fast, and the Shedding Mortality mental power that he had refined revealed its extraordinary might at this moment!

Then, demon qi surged in his body again, and his Qi Blood was like lightning.

With a step, the ancient demon deer phenomenon became hazy.

An Le instantly swept out, and a streak of white appeared on the surface of the lake.

Wang Qinhe, who had just left the lake, pushed the Dragon Spine Saber in his hand. At this moment, the martial arts realm of the Mystic Intent was undoubtedly revealed.

Body Tempering Mystic Intent, his Qi Blood, strength, and explosive power were all stronger than An Le’s!

Even if An Le’s Body Tempering technique was superior to his, Wang Qinhe still had a chance!

“Dragon’s Fury!”

The Dragon Spine Saber light was like an angry dragon, and the dragon’s profound intent bloomed at this moment.

An Le suddenly saw a divine dragon roaring angrily at him.

However, An Le’s mental power was extremely resilient. The Sword Furnace between his brows clanged, and his eyes were clear.

Using the Ancient Demon Deer Form to close the distance, An Le’s demonic face was extremely cold. The Green Mountain at his waist floated away and spun at high speed.

Green Mountain was by the side, facing the saber qi flood dragon.

At this moment, the young man’s heroic spirit surged and bathed his body. In the Dao Fruit [Heroic Qi Attraction], heroic qi intertwined with his body.

His palm pushed the hilt of Green Mountain, and the bamboo sword shot out. In an instant, it pierced through the saber qi flood dragon created by Wang Qinhe with the Mystic Intent!

Stepping on the waves to kill the flood dragon!

“A broken bamboo sword dares to attack my dragon!” Wang Qinhe said coldly.

The Dragon Spine Saber in his hand shone brightly as he raised it without hesitation and slashed at the bamboo sword that pierced through the saber qi flood dragon.

He did not recognize Green Mountain, so he was naturally fearless!

However, some of the many experts watching the battle around seemed to have recognized this sword. Their auras revealed shock as they looked at Wang Qinhe, who was swinging his saber at Green Mountain, and sighed sadly.

When the saber slashed at Green Mountain, Wang Qinhe felt that he was not slashing at a tattered yellow bamboo sword, but a mountain that was pressing down.

The Dragon Spine Saber wailed and a small crack appeared on the saber, causing it to fly out of his hand.

The Green Mountain Collapse Sword’s momentum did not decrease. It pierced through Wang Qinhe’s chest, leaving a huge hole. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere!

At the same time, An Le approached with the Ancient Demon Ape Form.

The demon tiger roared, the demon ape hissed, and the ferocious bear roared…

The majestic physique refined by the Ancient Demon Five Animals raised its attack and landed on Wang Qinhe like a violent storm.

Wang Qinhe’s body was beaten so badly that he could not even fall.

The spring rain pattered.

The young man on the lake beat people up like a painting.

The Sword Furnace between his brows clanged as sword qi surged from the ground around him. Under the control of his Shedding Mortality mental power, every drop of water that exploded in the lake and every spring rain that fell from the sky were tainted with sword qi at this moment, and their momentum was like a sword waterfall!

Sword Qi Draws Near!

With a clench of his five fingers, countless sword qi slashed.

At this moment, Wang Qinhe was instantly drowned by the sword qi. With a bang, a blood mist exploded in midair!

Since the old man said that a challenge should be treated with life-and-death battles, An Le naturally did not show any mercy.

After this move, the suspense was gone.

A ball of white light suddenly flickered in the air. The Little Sacred Token in Wang Qinhe’s hand emitted a light, as if time had reversed, making his injuries disappear.

Wang Qinhe landed on the lake and floated, looking at the sky in confusion.

He suddenly understood why Luo Qingchen’s Dao heart was so fragile…

It turned out that the feeling of being crushed was really… very uncomfortable.

In this battle, after being attacked by An Le’s Ancient Demon Five Animals, he was completely at a disadvantage. Even if he kept counterattacking, he was only struggling at the end of his rope.

That young man had been suppressing him from the beginning to the end.

The spring rain pattered, and the surface of the West Lake suddenly became quiet.

The Ink Pool Sword and Green Mountain had been around for at least a year.

They were hung on the waist of a green-robed youth. His Qi Blood was restrained, and the ancient demon phenomenon had long disappeared. He returned to his elegant youth state.

Without looking at Wang Qinhe, who was lying on the lake and doubting his life, An Le left the lake on foot, stepped onto the long embankment, and picked up the oil-paper umbrella.

The Qi Blood in his body circulated, evaporating the water droplets and holding up the oil-paper umbrella.

The young man carried two swords at his waist and slowly left under countless mental power and gazes.

Spring mist and ripples, willows rustling the dike rain.

Amidst the sound of flowing water, there was nothing to do. A pot of yellow wine and a furnace of incense.

A battle on the Little Sacred Ranking was just a busybody for the young man.

He stepped on the water and splashed two feet. The young man was dressed in green and had a sword. He brushed his clothes after settling the matter.

How carefree.

West Lake.

Ye Wenxi revealed a virtuous smile. She could vaguely see the young man walking towards the top three of the Little Sacred Ranking like an awakened tiger.

“So cool.” Ye Yinping pursed her lips and looked at Lin Zhuifeng as she brushed her clothes. For some reason, she felt like she had been infected by Lin Zhuifeng.

“This Wang Qinhe is so weak. A crushing battle is completely boring. I thought there would be an evenly matched battle,” Ye Yinping pouted and said after being infatuated for a while.

“Young Master An is a little stronger. He crossed realms to fight and won with a crushing attitude. It’s surprising but yet not surprising.”

Ye Wenxi held an umbrella and led her sister towards the Ye Residence.

“Because this is the difference between a genius who obtained the Little Sacred Token by himself and a genius who borrowed the family’s strength to obtain the Little Sacred Token.”

“It’s like cloud and mud.”

“Sister, do you think Wang Qinhe’s Dao heart will be covered in dust like Luo Qingchen’s?”

“I don’t think so. After all, Wang Qinhe came to challenge An Le because he was unwilling and unable to calm down. In fact… he doesn’t have the confidence to win. It should be fine if he loses. Moreover, a Tofu Dao heart like Luo Qingchen’s… is rare.”

“Shall I challenge Wang Qinhe too?”

“We have to act like ladies. Don’t go bullying people.”

“Oh. ”

The conversation between the two women was gradually washed away by the sound of the spring rain.

The rain fell on the roof of the carriage, creating a misty fog.

Qin Qianqiu’s face was cold as he looked at Wang Qinhe, who had been crushed and defeated. A wave of frustration kept rolling in his heart.

Seeing how smug the young man was, he could not help but feel depressed. He could not help but think of the day he asked Zhu Shan to kill An Le, only to provoke Luo Qingchen’s beating.

The memories of that day seeped into his bones. The humiliation of that night was engraved in his heart.

He wanted to settle scores with Luo Qingchen. As for An Le, this young man…

he could not bear to see him do well either!

“Was this young man the one who attracted the Martial Chief Stone’s Qi Blood Smoke that day at the Martial Temple?”

“Demon qi soared into the sky. Is this child’s Body Tempering technique related to the demons?”

Qin Qianqiu thought coldly for a moment before entering the carriage.

The wheels crushed the water on the ground, but Wang Qinhe, who was floating on the surface of West Lake and doubting his life, did not appear.

Lin Residence, Heavenly Wave Water Pavilion.

Returning to their bodies, Madam Hua and Fourth Master Lin looked at each other and smiled. A look of gratification could not help but appear on their faces.

“The Ancient Demon Five Animals deduced by the Martial Chief Stone with the help of generations of Martial Chiefs seem to be of a higher grade than I imagined. The young man has his own opportunities…”

Madam Hua smiled.

Fourth Master Lin touched the firewood saber at his waist and praised, “This child is a genius. His future is promising.”

“The more talented he is, the more I can’t let him be involved in this storm.”

Madam Hua said softly, “However, it’s alright. With that old senior protecting him, the storm naturally won’t touch him.”

Fourth Master Lin stroked the firewood saber and nodded.

Suddenly, the two of them looked at the distant octagonal heavy eaves, Waterdrop Heavenly Wave Pavilion.

Vaguely, they could see Matriarch Yu’s old figure holding a dragon-headed walking stick on the Heavenly Wave Tower waving at them.

The two of them looked at each other and left the Water Pavilion one after another, ascending the Heavenly Wave Pavilion.

In Imperial Ancestral Temple Alley, spring water dripped from the eaves.

The heroic qi in An Le’s heart surged, he nurtured his heroic qi in this battle, allowing his mental state to undergo an extraordinary evolution.

In the past, although An Le was very confident, he lacked the heroic qi and domineering aura that a genius should have. This battle made him feel heroic qi and refreshed.

He strolled through the long and lonely rainy alley.

In the small courtyard, the lights were dim.

Under the door, the old man held a lamp. The warm yellow wine was emitting a strong fragrance.

There was a green-robed man with Green Mountain at his waist, carrying the heroic qi of a splendid battle…

Looking at the young man who was strolling back, the old man stroked his beard and smiled. Under the dim lights, his eyes were blurry. It was as if he could see his younger self walking over..