Chương 197: War God’s — Chapter 198 - Lord Wang... How on Earth Did He Endure It?
War God’s Second Chance: I Extended the Ice Queen’s Massage · BZDXG · 219 chương · ~14 phút đọc · Tạo 09/08/2026
Without spiritual talent, a martial artist needed to reach the fifth realm and unlock their brain domain before they could even begin cultivating mental strength. But since both sides had agreed, there was nothing more to say. The two walked to the center, separated by only a few steps. The crowd below had no idea how they planned to compete. It didn't look like a martial bout.
"Lord Wang, please close your eyes." The white-haired girl spoke slowly. Wang Xian closed his eyes. The image of the Star-Devouring Calamity Lord surfaced in his mind. The white-haired girl took a deep breath. Her eyes suddenly flashed with brilliant, starry radiance. The next moment, a massive wave of spiritual force erupted from her body, almost tangible in its density. The spiritual force formed a dazzling sea of stars above her head. Beneath that star sea, it seemed as if infinite life could be connected.
Even the students below the stage felt the illusion that they were being instantly seen through, laid bare.
"Such powerful spirit!" Principal Song's side exclaimed in shock.
"This talent... it's actually a profound soul-related talent, Momentary Deep Space. Her martial talent is a soul mutation..."
"How exactly are these two competing?" No one knew. But the white-haired girl had already extended her hand, walked up to Wang Xian, and pressed a finger to the center of his brow. Seeing this, expressions shifted throughout the crowd.
"Damn! Old Wang can even hook up with girls from Eastern Sakura?" Below the stage, Zhou Xukun, still a bachelor, ground his teeth.
"Isn't one Ye Miyue enough?"
"Don't talk nonsense. They're engaging in a spiritual duel," He Yiming said beside him, his expression grave.
"The method might be a bit... special."
"Who knows what the result will be..." At this stage, to sense this level of spiritual force, even searching among Dragon Nation's top five academies, you probably couldn't find more than two or three people. However. It lasted barely 10 seconds. The white-haired girl's expression suddenly changed. No one knew what she'd sensed. Her delicate face turned paler than her hair. The star sea phenomenon vanished instantly, contracting back into her body.
"Pfft!" She tasted sweetness at the corner of her mouth and spat out blood. The scene left countless spectators dumbfounded. Wang Xian had just opened his eyes when the white-haired girl collapsed, her eyes weak. His reflexes were sharp. He drew his sword, using the hilt to brace her waist while pressing his palm against her shoulder. This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. Only then did he manage to keep her standing.
Wang Xian thought to himself: she'd really pushed too hard. He'd thought a slight perception would be enough. Who knew she'd be audacious enough to try perceiving the full appearance of the Star-Devouring Calamity Lord? Fortunately, his own spirit had withdrawn in time. Otherwise, this little girl might have been marked by that Star-Devouring Calamity Lord. Even so, daring to face the Star-Devouring Calamity Lord for a few seconds showed some courage. Curiosity really did kill the cat.
"Sorry, Lord Wang... I've caused you trouble..." The girl weakly rested her hand on Wang Xian's shoulder and murmured. Wang Xian shook his head. He pointed to Chiba Ryuzaki, who had already stepped forward, and used the sword hilt to push, handing the girl over to her brother. This scene made quite a few people frown.
"Wang Xian's spiritual power is this strong too?" Principal Song grew more puzzled the more he watched.
"Hmph!" Principal Luo snorted coldly.
"It has nothing to do with spiritual power. That Eastern Sakura girl was prying into some of Wang Xian's memories and suffered backlash!"
"Just didn't expect this kid to be such a flirt..."
"A flirt? What do you mean?" Principal Song asked, surprised.
"You didn't see it?" Principal Luo pointed at the white-clothed girl leaving the platform.
"That Eastern Sakura girl deliberately fell at the end, fell right beside him, and he foolishly went to catch her!"
"?" Principal Song was baffled. Did that really happen? How come I didn't see it? Wait, Principal Luo, your tone sounds strange.
"I'm thinking of my disciple!" Principal Luo pointed at Ye Miyue, who stood to the side in a daze. Principal Song nodded. Ah, so that was it.
"I feel like that wasn't the intention. Principal Luo, you're overthinking it."
"......" Principal Luo said nothing. Below the stage.
"With my intuition, that Eastern Sakura girl definitely has some other relationship with Old Wang!" Zhou Xukun hooked his fingers under his chin.
"Absolutely, objectively, hitting the nail on the head!" The other high school classmates didn't sense anything... They were more curious about what exactly the two had been competing on spiritually. This white-haired girl lost way too fast. Such powerful spiritual force! Less than 10 seconds. Shorter than her brother lasted! But even without knowing the details, this white-clothed girl had likely suffered an enormous shock. Otherwise...
"Little Sakura, what exactly did you perceive?" Chiba Sato looked at his beloved disciple and couldn't help asking.
"With your talent and spiritual power, how could..." Chiba Reio shook her head, indicating it was hard to say. She couldn't exactly say she'd truly perceived the aura of a real, terrifying, despair-inducing alien beast, could she? And it was truly a despair that felt impossible to overcome! Too terrifying! She'd merely glimpsed a corner of it and already couldn't bear it. Lord Wang... how on earth did he endure it? Could it be that he bears this kind of alien beast's spiritual pressure every day?
How was that possible? For a moment, her heart filled with confusion and curiosity. And a bit of worry. But this grandmaster banquet was probably about to end. A full four matches. Not a single one won. The next few grandmaster disciples didn't even have the intention to step up anymore. Only... If someone still dared to come out at this moment and defeat Wang Xian, or even defeat Ye Miyue, the situation would probably reverse in an instant. Achieving instant fame in one battle! Especially Wang Xian.
An Old Martial Arts genius capable of defeating disciples of three grandmasters. If you could step up now and defeat him, you'd be the top dog! But who would dare? For a moment, the Myriad Stars Platform fell silent. Then someone walked up from below.
"I am Banggu, disciple of Southern Nation Grandmaster Sucha." Someone actually came up. The one who walked up was a young man dressed in exotic clothing. His expression was calm, a strange little green snake coiled around his waist, both palms dark and thick as charcoal. Clearly, a Southern Nation martial artist proficient in fist blades.
"My master said winning or losing doesn't matter, so he asked me to come up and broaden my horizons against Dragon Nation's martial artists," Banggu said humbly. The crowd heard this. Someone who still dared to come up at this time must have real skill. If nothing else, his courage wasn't lacking.
"Additionally, against that taboo talent, I freely admit I'm no match," Banggu said modestly.
"I wonder if I could ask Brother Wang to bestow a few pointers? Win or lose, I will present our Southern Nation's additional gift."
"Barring any surprises, I should be the last grandmaster disciple to take the stage." After speaking, he sighed with emotion. What a guy! He was specifically targeting Wang Xian! At this, the crowd grew restless. Wang Xian nodded, casting a surprised glance at Banggu. He turned to look at Principal Luo. Principal Luo gave him a sharp look. Meaning: handle it yourself. Wang Xian then looked at Ye Miyue. Ye Miyue pursed her lips and said nothing.
Only her peripheral vision occasionally glanced toward the Eastern Sakura side. Wang Xian turned around and nodded to Banggu.
"Please." This person was a bit strange. ➤ Next: Bizarre Opponent, Myriad Gu Mother Viscera!

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