Chương 89: War God’s : — Chapter 89 - Fusion! Mastering the Tiger Malevolence Blade! 1667 Points! First in the

Chapter: Mastery and Departure Training room. Wang Xian frowned slightly, watching the holographic martial artist demonstrate the Tiger Malevolence Blade technique.

"Form without momentum."

"This holographic martial artist's Tiger Malevolence Blade has reached an extremely high level... but he seems to be practicing a modified version."

"Plenty of dominance, but no malevolence."

"As expected, this blade technique requires Spirit Malevolence to drive it for maximum power."

"Also, his tiger form is lacking something."

"Bit watered down." But watching the holographic demonstration was mainly about the qi circulation method and the three-blade mnemonic. With Wang Xian's current blade mastery, one viewing was enough to memorize it completely. He could even execute it flawlessly. Just the moves, though. No form, no momentum. Not true mastery. To master a martial art, you had to grasp its essence.

"Time to truly learn it." Wang Xian went straight to the Rong City Border Defense Bureau, then took a train. By noon he'd reached a nearby uninhabited unmanaged zone. Then. Wang Xian took out the Tiger Soul Spirit Core and the Demon Blade.

"I've been thinking about how to use this thing for days..." Wang Xian touched the Tiger Soul Spirit Core.

"Always thought it'd be difficult... worried that forcing it open would let the Spirit Malevolence overflow and form a relic." But people often fall into blind spots.

"The answer's usually right in front of you." Wang Xian picked up the Demon Blade and took a deep breath. Using his full strength, he swung the blade down onto the Tiger Soul Spirit Core's surface. CRACK! A hairline fracture appeared on the Tiger Soul Spirit Core's surface. A thread of pure Spirit Malevolence seeped out. The next second. Wang Xian grabbed the Tiger Soul Spirit Core and shoved it into the ferocious beast mouth on the Demon Blade's guard. It locked in!

Instantly, the entire Demon Blade erupted with brilliant light! Torrential Malevolent Qi surged from the Tiger Soul Spirit Core, absorbed by the Demon Blade. Perfect fusion!

"Just as I thought." Wang Xian smiled faintly. The Demon Blade's absorption ability didn't just work on alien beasts. Even objects containing Spirit Malevolence worked. Wang Xian gripped the Demon Blade's hilt. The instant their wills connected, the tiger roar of the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord exploded from the crystal core within the blade!

"Perfect!" Wang Xian laughed. In his mind appeared the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord of Tiger Roar Pool, coiled atop mountain ridges, roaring across the land, intimidating ten thousand beasts in majestic glory. He seemed to become it, resisting with sheer willpower, comprehending its momentum. Before long, understanding came!

"First blade: Tiger Roar Blade Chant Seizes Enemy Courage—Tiger Soul Sky-Rending Slash!" Wang Xian swung. A phantom malevolence tiger roared. The blade hadn't arrived, but the sound reached first. The blade chant from the high-frequency vibrating edge was like a tiger roaring across mountain ridges, shaking the clouds! Like thunder poured into the skull, seizing the soul! Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions. One blade fell. All sound ceased.

This was the first blade—Tiger Soul Sky-Rending Slash!

"Second blade: Leaping Abyss Pouncing Mountain, Ten Thousand Beasts Weep—Mountain-Breaking Myriad Layered Blade!" Wang Xian channeled tiger malevolence. His body moved like the tiger Mountain Lord rising from clustered abysses, carrying mountain-splitting, peak-breaking momentum as he slashed down from midair! Blade qi transformed into a thousand layers. The falling blade light wove like a calamity net, as if it could trap ten thousand beasts and make them wail in despair! Two blades. Sound seized the opponent.

Momentum suppressed the enemy. Double blow to will and body. Power and momentum reached their peak. And this final blade was the most essential. Wang Xian seemed to return to that final scene, facing dozens of X-class alien beasts, even two Z-class Heaven-Piercing Ancient Beasts among them, standing alone. Behind him, only several dozen people.

"Sacrifice oneself to achieve righteousness!" This move, for Wang Xian, was comprehended as if he were the blade technique's founder himself. Personally experiencing it. Natural as breathing.

"Third blade..."

"Domineering Arrival Shatters Mountains and Rivers!" Following the second blade, Wang Xian suddenly gripped with both hands. His entire body's strength reached its extreme.

"Domineering Ruin Mountain River Breaker!" One blade fell. The earth within a hundred meters split and shattered. Stones crumbled to dust, burying mountains and rivers. Wherever the edge reached, all life was extinguished. Even he himself seemed about to be buried within!

"Tiger Malevolence Blade technique. Initial mastery." Wang Xian raised his head. Tiger malevolence qi circulated through his body, killing intent surging. Then he was calm and composed. Aura withdrawn instantly. Blade sheathed. Just a youthful student again. As if nothing had happened. No one would know. In this dead, deserted unmanaged zone, a 19-year-old youth had effortlessly mastered this advanced blade technique passed down for hundreds of years. — A few days later. The military department sent an email.

Scores had been restored. The restoration method was rather special, though. They hadn't exceeded the time limit. Instead, they were temporarily given a few extra minutes. Since they'd only gone over by a few minutes... This way it didn't count as breaking the rules. Also. Total scores were out. They could check on the official website. Wang Xian thought about it and checked. He logged into Dragon Nation's Education Academic Information Network, entered the score inquiry section. Entered his exam admission number.

Waited a moment. The scores appeared: Examinee: Wang Xian Examinee Number: 1917202506020711 Your scores: Cultural Studies: 66 Three Assessment Items: 723 Talent Test: 0 Practical Combat Assessment: 878 Total Score: 1667 Western Shu Ranking: First"Cultural studies is one point higher than I expected."

"Total score's pretty high." Wang Xian thought about it. 30% of the practical combat assessment's 2928-point value was 878.

"Tiandu Jingwu University's admission cutoff last year was 1021. This year's a bit higher, but it can't be too much higher."

"Already over 600 points above." No helping it. The practical combat assessment brought too many points. For people like He Yiming, the practical combat assessment only brought them 300 or 400 points. Their total scores might only reach 1200 or 1300. That was already top-tier. Wang Xian remembered that in his previous life, Western Shu's top scorer was He Yiming. And this total score exceeded He Yiming's by 400 points. He didn't know how many in the entire Dragon Nation could match this score.

"Maximum talent awakening bonus is 300 points."

"Taboo talent doesn't count toward points. Admitted at will."

"A single practical combat assessment already surpasses the talent bonus." Fortunately, he'd registered for Tiandu Jingwu in advance. By the time scores came out, no university admissions office was calling his home. Moreover. Because of the score restoration. It was several days later than for ordinary students. The day he learned his score. Wang Xian turned off his phone and went to Rong City's Twin Star Airport. Today, Ye Miyue was heading to Tiandu Jingwu University ahead of him. He had to see her off.

Walking through the dedicated airport passage, Wang Xian found Ye Miyue in the waiting lounge. Beside her stood a man and woman, two representatives from Tiandu Jingwu University. One of them was looking at him with a complicated expression. Wang Xian didn't recognize him. Why was this representative's expression so strange?

"Wang Xian!" Seeing Wang Xian, Ye Miyue stood and trotted over. Her clothes were still simple, just a plain white blouse and jeans, still with a high ponytail. The youthful student aura hadn't faded just because the Martial Exam had ended. Her luggage sat to the side. A sword was strapped to her back.

"Did the scores come out?" Ye Miyue asked nervously. Wang Xian nodded. The representative to the side silently glanced at Wang Xian. In fact. He already knew the other party's score. And he knew what that score meant. Without a doubt, first in the nation. That's right, this year's second place scored 1562 points. A hundred points higher than last year's Martial Exam top scorer. Yet before this youth, still a full hundred points behind. An almost despair-inducing gap!

He could hardly imagine the second-place finisher's mental state. He could hardly imagine how many people across Dragon Nation had been shocked sleepless by this score these past few days. And he, as the representative only responsible for recruiting Ye Miyue on this trip. How to put it. Strange feeling. In two months, Tiandu Jingwu University's entrance military training competition... it's going to be lively. He thought. Not only a taboo talent entering.

But also this terrifyingly powerful Old Martial Arts student. He didn't know what havoc the catfish at Tiandu Jingwu would cause.

"It came out." Wang Xian nodded.

"1667 points." Ye Miyue breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled, lips pursed.

"Once I get to Tiandu Jingwu University..." Ye Miyue said quietly.

"I'll work hard! When you arrive, maybe I'll be stronger than you!" If I'm stronger than you, I can give you a massage! Wang Xian smiled.

"That plane's about to take off, right?" There was a private plane at the airport. Presumably Tiandu Jingwu University's special plane. Taboo talent. The treatment was always highest standard.

"A few more minutes..." Ye Miyue nodded lightly.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Wang Xian asked. Ye Miyue's cheeks flushed. Her voice dropped to a mosquito's buzz.

"You... close your eyes..." Wang Xian closed his eyes. The next second, warmth and moisture flashed across his lips. Wang Xian had anticipated this. He immediately opened his eyes, like a wandering dragon playing with a snake, fiercely taking several deep pulls. Those moist eyes, mere centimeters away, were both panicked and brimming with shyness, yet she didn't struggle. Only her body trembled, gently responding...

The two representatives behind them saw this scene and seemed to return to their student days, faces full of reminiscence and envy. Until a certain moment. Ye Miyue turned and dashed away, whispering shyly:"Wang Xian, I'll wait for you over there!" Watching the young girl's back slowly enter the cabin. Wang Xian touched the corner of his mouth. The lingering fragrance didn't fly into the clouds with her but remained on him, long undispersed. He waved.

"In two months, see you again..." ➤ Next: Dragon's Roar Martial Inquiry