Martial World's
Ch 259 - Puppet Faction
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"Look at how hot the flames on Sun Lin's sword were, perhaps his Hollow Flame Essence had been strengthened to 1000-year-old rank! Too abnormal.
The Flame Essence was an immortal flame that would never be extinguished, but the Essence Hollow Flame was not. If the Essence Hollow Flame was not augmented with Fire Yuan Qi for a considerable period of time, then the Essence Hollow Flame would gradually weaken until it eventually withered into nothingness.
Of course, the stronger the Hollow Flame Essence was, the longer it would take until it began to fade. As for the weak Hollow Flame Essence, the 1000 year rank meant that it could naturally exist forever for 1000 years after the supply of Fire Yuan Qi was cut off from it.
1000 Years was a considerable period of time; the Seven Great Valleys only had a legacy of 600 years.
Even for the core disciples of the Seven Profound Valleys who possessed a large amount of resources, the Flame Essence was extremely outstanding, to the point that it was impossible to achieve. Having 1000 years of Hollow rank Flame Essence was a high honor.
“In your opinion, how many moves would it take for a Senior-apprentice Brother to win?”
"Not sure . I think about 10 moves, or it could even reach 20! ”Although Sun Lin had shown a considerable increase in strength, the disciples present still liked Jiang Lanjian as much as before.
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“Senior-apprentice, Brother Jiang! Take my steps, Violent Fire Increases in Heat! ”
On the martial stage, Sun Lin attacked with his most famous technique. The sound of whistling flames and roaring burning filled the air, and a rain of red flames surged out from Sun Lin's blade, covering the sky before rolling towards Jiang Lanjian! What was strange was that this flame did not form a fire snake like a normal flame, but instead condensed into a sharp fire arrow!
“Abyssal Flames, these are Abyssal Flames of high level human steps! Sun Lin had actually managed to obtain this type of fire to nourish his Flame Essence Hollow! Clearly, the Abyssal Flame had given him a great shock. This kind of high-level human-step fire was definitely not something that Sun Lin would be able to obtain on his own. There was only one possibility: that this was given to him by the Refiner Faction.
This was a privilege and an advantage possessed by a core disciple. An ordinary disciple would never in a hundred years be given a high-level human-step flame to be refined into their Hollow Flame Essence.
Facing this rain of crimson flames, Jiang Lanjian calmed down as usual as he pulled his long sword from its sheath. This dark green blade was three fingers wide, and looked simple and non-threatening. It was like a long leek, completely mediocre.
"The Sword to the Cloudy Sky!"
Jiang Lanjian slashed down with his sword, his movements were so fast that his hands were nothing but blurred. There was only a flash of green light, as if a green dragon was soaring into the sky!
The sword energy brutally struck the rain of fire arrows, and with a series of explosive sounds, the rain of red flames disappeared in the air!
Its tail created sparks of sparks as brilliant as the rain of summer fireworks that blurred the eyes of the audience. Even before the audience could react, Jiang Lanjian's sword shot forward. This blade whistled with a sharp explosive sound as it pushed towards Sun Lin's chest!
"The Wall of Violent Fire!"
Sun Lin was surprised. He had not expected the Violent Heat of his Rising Heat to injure Jiang Lanjian, but he had also not expected his move to be so easily broken. As Sun Lin retreated in panic, he threw down the wall of fire surrounding him.
Hu hu hu!
Three consecutive walls of flames rose into the air in front of him, each more excited than the last. A huge flame-red tongue lit out dozens of feet into the sky!
"Rest!"
Jiang Lanjian slashed down with his long sword, and the sword energy cut straight with peerless momentum, completely dividing all three walls of fire and even the martial stage! Jiang Lanjian slashed once more with his sword, and all the flames were then exhaled by the sword wind!
Jiang Lanjian's speed instantly peaked to an extreme; at the next moment, a green form had already appeared in front of Sun Lin.
Sun Lin's face immediately paled!
The sword light rose!
The peng!
Sun Lin's true essence protection was broken, and he was sent flying off the stage, his face pale.
After Jiang Lanjian approached him, Sun Lin had no chance of being able to resist. After all, he was only a disciple of the Refiner Faction. Even though he used a sword, he could not be considered a swordsman. His sword was more of an instrument used to display his flame attacks. But Jiang Lanjian was different; his sword was the source of his life, his most precious possession and companions. With the sword and man united, there was no path he could not cross!
"Jiang Lanjian, victory!"
The Referee Elder was also surprised. Three swords moved to defeat the enemy. And Sun Lin was not weak either, but he had lost so thoroughly!
Jiang Lanjian's strength was too terrifying. If nothing went wrong, then his strength had already surpassed even a few direct disciples!
It should be known that he was not even a direct disciple of the Sword Faction.
How strong was the number one master of the Sword Faction of the younger generation, Jiang Baoyun?
That's really unimaginable!
If he, as one of the seven direct disciples, lost to the second ranked disciple of the Sword Faction, then he would lose too much face.
It was not just Fang Qi. Ouyang Ming and Huan Xiaodie did not look too good either. For now, the two of them were not worried about Jiang Lanjian. Instead, they were thinking of Jiang Baoyun instead. Although they might not understand Jiang Lanjian's true strength, the Sword Faction would definitely. If such a fierce disciple like Jiang Lanjian was only a second-rate disciple, then it proved that Jiang Baoyun was stronger than Jiang Lanjian.
"Good! Very good!"
At this moment, Ouyang Ming suddenly heard a gloomy chuckling sound that made his scalp tickle. He turned his head and saw a skinny young man whose body was like wood, and was fully wrapped in bandages, sneering cunningly.
Seeing this dried mummy suddenly appear by his side, Ouyang Ming felt extremely uncomfortable. He frowned, "Mugu Buyu, what are you smiling at?"
“Jejejeje, to have such an opponent, why am I not excited". The mummy stuck out its long and terrible tongue to lick its lips, its eyes shining with a strange light. He was like a dry vampire who saw a delicious prey, it really made someone shudder at him.
This mummy has a very strange name. His surname is Mugu, and he is called Buyu. He was not someone from the Southern Horizon Region, but rather came from a far extreme western region 600 years ago, he said, a man named Mugu Yanzhuo from the extreme western region came to the region of the Seven Profound South Horizon Region through the ranks of super long-range transmissions. This man was the founder of the Seven Profound Valley Puppet Faction.
The Puppet Faction was the most mysterious and mystical faction within the Seven Profound Valleys. Each disciple of the Puppet Faction had one last name – Mugu. They never accepted disciples who did not have this name. Although they were a faction of the Seven Profound Valleys sect, in truth, they were more like family clans.
The number of people within the Puppet Faction was less even compared to the Sitar Faction or Mirage Faction. The Puppet Faction only had a third of the population of one of the two factions.
But still, no other faction dared to look down or underestimate the Puppet Faction. This was because the combat prowess of the Puppet Faction disciples was too diverse and powerful, not only that, but they were united in solidarity. During this Total Faction Martial Meeting, the Puppet Faction only sent two disciples, one Mugu Buyu, and one Mugu Jirong. These two disciples had wiped out their group with a total victory. Of the two, Mugu Buyu was a direct disciple of the Puppet Faction. His movements and style were strange, strange, and his strength was unpredictable – it could not be measured. Ouyang Ming would rather fight with Jiang Baoyun than deal with this strange mummy.
Mugu Jirong was not much worse, he would definitely be able to firmly reach the top 10. Even the Array Faction, Fang Qi might not be Mugu Jirong's match.
The Puppet Faction was too strange. Their faction had their beliefs and religion, and they seemed to worship a god who came from the western region, everything they did was shrouded in mystery. Their faction was located thousands of miles away from the highest peak of the Seven Profound Valleys, in the depths of the Sky Profound Mountain Range. The area was quiet and uninhabited, and wild packs of mighty beasts roamed everywhere.
The Puppet Faction did not use the resources of the Seven Profound Valleys, nor did they hand over any resources to the Seven Profound Valleys. Sometimes, they would use multiple resources, but they would do so with the same exchange. It could be said that the Puppet Faction was an extremely powerful independent entity that existed within the Seven Profound Valleys. They rarely contacted the other six factions. As for the orders from the Valley Master, they would listen but they might not follow.
Everyone in the Seven Profound Valleys understood one thing, which was that the disciples of the Puppet Faction could not be provoked. This was not only because they were powerful or mysterious, but they were very serious in concealing their flaws.
If the Sword Faction was the most powerful offensive faction within the Seven Profound Valleys, then the Puppet Faction was the most difficult to deal with. No one wants to fight them. This was not only because of their strange abilities, but moreover, once you were killed, there was a high chance that you would turn into a puppet.
This was the reason why even someone as prominent and noble as Ouyang Ming felt goosebumps and his scalp wriggling when he saw Mugu Buyu. He knew that the bag Mugu Buyu had brought with him was made from the skin of a Xiantian realm master, and there was also a human puppet sleeping within it that was made from the corpse of a Houtian realm leader.
"Jiang Baoyun, you have bad luck now. ”
Mugu Buyu licked his lips as he stared at Jiang Baoyun. When Ouyang Ming saw this, he felt elated. Ouyang Ming did not have full confidence that he could defeat Jiang Baoyun. And towards this strange person who did not seem like a human or a ghost, he was even less certain. If the two fought and injured each other, it would be the happiest win-win situation for him.
"Jiang Baoyun, you have bad luck now. ”
Mugu Buyu licked his lips as he stared at Jiang Baoyun. When Ouyang Ming saw this, he felt elated. Ouyang Ming did not have full confidence that he could defeat Jiang Baoyun. And towards this strange person who did not seem like a human or a ghost, he was even less certain. If the two fought and injured each other, it would be the happiest win-win situation for him.
After the Jiang Lanjian match, three consecutive direct disciples went up on stage. They were all capable of defeating their opponents in three moves or less. At this moment, the atmosphere of the martial artists in the audience reached its peak.
The seven direct disciples had sky-high popularity. As Qin Wuxin walked on the stage, the battlefield echoed with screams and cries from the beloved man.
"Qin Wuxin will win!"
"Senior-apprentice, Sister Qin, you can do it!"
"Senior-apprentice Qin, I love you!"
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All sorts of loud and chaotic sounds and sounds resounded, but Qin Wuxin only held the zither as she stood there, only unaffected by her surroundings. She was wearing a pure white dress, and when the cold wind passed by, it made her dress flutter in the wind. From top to bottom, he exuded an otherworldly aura.
His opponent was Jing Chanyu. Jing Chanyu's face was covered with a veil like before, and she was wearing a bright yellow dress, looking like an untouchable beauty.
When these two beauties with different styles stand together, it naturally attracts the attention of many, many, many men. To them, the fight itself was less important than being able to see two extremely beautiful women.
“You're not my co-star. "Said Qin Wuxin indifferently.
"I know . But since I have already entered the first level, I will naturally not miss the opportunity to fight against the direct disciples. "Jing Chanyu proudly raised his head. Even though he had been completely defeated by Fang Qi, he was still not depressed. He was confident that in the future he would be able to catch up with them step by step, until he finally surpassed them.
But now, what he wanted to know was how wide the distance between them and him was.
"Then ... let me fulfill your wish!" Qin Wuxin said with an expressionless expression. “Listen to my sitareku melody. ”
His delicate fingers touched the long strings of his zither, and heavenly tones began to flow like mountain streams, echoing in the air.
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