Chapter 0030: Wind-Cleaving Technique

Chapter 0030: Wind-Cleaving Technique

"The son of a Master Patternist? A martial genius? You've disgraced your father's name! Go back and train for another three years!"

Qin Yun sneered as his flame-wreathed fist surged forward, slamming into Wei Xuankun!

Whoosh!

A wave of air erupted, sending Wei Xuankun flying, crashing into the distant wall!

"Wei... Wei Xuankun is defeated. Qin Yun wins!" Dean Zhang was stunned for a moment before shouting.

Cui Hui and Yan Yun, along with several teachers, rushed over to check on Wei Xuankun's injuries.

They hurriedly took out some precious pills and made Wei Xuankun swallow them.

Qin Yun quickly walked to the side of the arena and picked up the Kunlan Sword.

Everyone was dumbfounded by what had just happened!

Qin Yun had truly won!

And he had even broken through at this crucial moment, reaching the Fifth Level of Martial Body!

"Qin Yun, you're finished! How dare you injure Brother Kun! His father won't let you off." Yan Yun came over, shouting angrily. Wei Xuankun, supported by a teacher, had not fainted.

"Hmph, why should only he be allowed to injure me but not the other way around?" Qin Yun laughed loudly. "The arena is brutal. Only cowards would seek help from their women and fathers after losing."

"You..." Yan Yun, seeing the sword in Qin Yun's hand, stomped her foot in anger.

"Xiaoyun, quickly get the sword back!" The injured and weak Wei Xuankun whispered anxiously.

Not only had he been injured and defeated, but he had also lost his lower-grade spirit weapon, which was a great humiliation for him!

"Qin Yun, do you remember that when I was a child, you attended my birthday party and said you would grant me one wish?" Yan Yun gritted her teeth and said. "You're a man; now fulfill that promise! Give me the Kunlan Sword in your hand!"

Yan Yun was Qin Yun's cousin. It was a playful promise made in childhood, but now she brought it up!

Everyone secretly laughed. Who would give away such a precious spirit weapon based on a childish promise?

Qin Yun frowned. In his childhood, he had indeed been close to Yan Yun, but after falling from grace, his childhood companions had all turned their backs on him, leaving him helpless.

"Fine, I'll grant your wish!" Qin Yun's words surprised everyone.

Yang Shiyue wanted to say something but didn't. She also thought Qin Yun wouldn't agree, as no one would laugh at him.

Wei Xuankun was the one who deserved ridicule.

Qin Yun pulled the Kunlan Sword out of its scabbard. His hands seemed to turn red-hot as he grabbed the blade and forcefully bent it!

Clang!

With a sharp sound, the Kunlan Sword snapped in half!

Many were stunned by this scene, and the hall fell silent once again!

"Ha, a Master Patternist's work is so fragile. I don't need it anyway!" Qin Yun smiled and tossed the broken sword at Yan Yun's feet.

Seeing the spirit patterns on the blade and hearing the sound when it was unsheathed, he knew it was a very poor-quality spirit sword. He tested it, and it broke!

Wei Xuankun, seeing the broken sword, turned pale and spat out blood, fainting.

A lower-grade spirit weapon had been broken like this!

Everyone doubted whether this sword was truly crafted by a Master Patternist!

"Qin Yun, you'll die a miserable death!" Cui Hui stomped her foot in rage and shouted, then hurriedly helped Wei Xuankun leave.

Yan Yun, shocked by Qin Yun's strength, followed Cui Hui out. Wei Xuankun, whom she had always considered invincible, had been defeated by the person she hated most!

Qin Yun's complete victory and breakthrough to the Fifth Level of Martial Body left everyone in awe. They had witnessed his rise to first place firsthand!

After the match, two strong men carried in a wheel.

"This is for the lottery. As the winner, you can spin the wheel once. Normally, one spin costs ten thousand crystals!" Dean Zhang smiled. "Spin the wheel, and whatever the pointer lands on, you will receive!"

Qin Yun glanced at the rewards on the wheel and cursed inwardly.

There were dozens of prizes, mostly miscellaneous items like clothes and shoes.

Only the Wind-Cleaving Technique was a valuable prize!

"The Wind-Cleaving Technique is an upper-level spirit-grade martial skill. It can be used directly or with weapons like swords and axes," Yang Shiyue walked over and sighed softly. "I heard that no one has ever won the Wind-Cleaving Technique in many years."

Suddenly, many voices below began cursing...

"I played this game and wasted ten thousand crystals on a broken bowl!"

"I spent thirty thousand and got a torn belt!"

"I was also scammed..."

"..."

Qin Yun silently despised the Hualing Martial Arts Academy for using this wheel to scam many crystals!

"I'll try it!" He walked over, channeling a faint internal energy, and gently spun the large wheel.

The pointer spun several times and slowly approached the Wind-Cleaving Technique!

Everyone originally thought that Qin Yun wouldn't get anything good, but the pointer stopped at *Wind Slashing Technique*!

Everyone was stunned; this was too lucky!

Even Yang Shiyue found it suspicious; on his first try, he hit the best prize!

Qin Yun secretly rejoiced. In fact, he used his internal qi to affect the wheel and then controlled the subtle dissipation of the internal qi with his mental strength.

He had only wanted to give it a try, but he managed to control it precisely.

"This is your prize!" Dean Zhang seemed to notice something but didn't say more as he handed over a book.

Qin Yun flipped through it; there were no annotations. It belonged to him now, so he didn't need to return it and could read it later at his leisure.

"Please enter the Heavenly Lion Pool!" Dean Zhang shouted and then walked towards a door inside the hall.

Qin Yun handed *Wind Slashing Technique* to Yang Shiyue, asking her to add some annotations, and then followed behind Dean Zhang.

Yang Shiyue gave a few words of advice and watched as Qin Yun and Dean Zhang entered the Heavenly Lion Pool. She felt both happy and somewhat heavy-hearted.

She sensed that the forces against Qin Yun were growing, and if he left the Hualing Martial Arts Academy, he would be in great danger.

Following Dean Zhang, Qin Yun walked towards the golden gate on the east side of Tianshi Hall, which was adorned with carvings of fierce lions, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura!

Beside these two doors stood two lifelike, mighty golden lion statues!

After Dean Zhang opened the door, they saw a very wide, long corridor stretching out of sight.

The walls and floor of the corridor seemed to be made of gold bricks, carved with various fierce postures of lions.

On the walls were two rows of golden lion heads, each large and open-mouthed, spewing golden flames that illuminated the corridor, giving it a sacred feel.

Seeing Qin Yun follow Dean Zhang inside, everyone's eyes filled with envy and longing.

The Heavenly Lion Pool is incredibly mysterious. Those who enter and come out have a bright future and will surely become powerful martial artists!

"Five years ago, he was stripped of his position as crown prince and had four spirit veins extracted. Everyone thought he wouldn't live past sixteen! But now, he has entered the Heavenly Lion Pool!"

"The Heavenly Lion Spring water takes five years to prepare and is rare and hard to come by; not everyone gets a chance to enter!"

"I heard that the Heavenly Lion Spring water is extremely intense. A martial artist at the fifth level of the Martial Body stage can barely survive one day inside."

"Qin Yun just reached the fifth level of the Martial Body stage and hasn't cultivated internal strength yet; he can probably only last half a day at most."

People envied and sighed, recounting the legends of the Heavenly Lion Pool.

Yang Shiyue gazed at Qin Yun's back, her mind filled with thoughts. She knew very well how much hardship Qin Yun had endured to enter the Heavenly Lion Pool. For years, despite ridicule and mockery, he persisted in his training, determined never to give up on the path of martial arts!

Only someone with such willpower deserves to enter the Heavenly Lion Pool!

Bang!

The door closed, signaling the end of the Tian Shi Martial Association, and everyone began to leave Tianshi Hall!