Chapter 0519 Mastering Divine Powers

Chapter 0519: Mastering Divine Abilities

Dao Fan's expression grew increasingly solemn as he observed the disciples of the Azure Thunder Sword Academy.

"Forfeit this siege battle!" Dao Fan said coldly.

"Forfeit? Sorry, but the new rules decree—no retreats allowed! Even disciples from the Long and Yang families can no longer withdraw!" The teacher of the Azure Thunder Sword Academy snickered.

Xiong Dao also nodded slowly. "This is a rule change just decreed by the Manor Lord. The Long and Yang family disciples who wanted to withdraw are now forced to participate."

A middle-aged man from the Azure Thunder Sword Academy sneered, "Qin Yun, did you really think bribing people with a mystical weapon for targeting Long and Yang family members would get anyone to respond? You’re delusional about the Long and Yang families!"

"Exactly! Both families have seats on the Elders' Council. You’re too naive!"

"No matter what, your Fandao Hall will have to withstand our attack for the time it takes an incense stick to burn. Your defeat is guaranteed."

Tian Ruoleng listened unflinching to their taunts and retorted coldly, "If the Long and Yang family disciples weren’t truly afraid, why did they try to withdraw earlier?"

"I bet it’s because those two elders pressured you into not daring to act against them!"

Yue Wulan mocked, "A bunch of spineless bullies, only bold enough to pick on the weak! How dare you act so arrogantly here!"

The Azure Thunder Sword Academy, a premier academy, seethed with anger at being ridiculed by two women.

The others hastily vacated the central dueling arena, allowing the disciples of both academies to prepare for the battle.

"Draw your weapons!" Xiong Dao shouted, acting as referee. His presence put Dao Fan at ease.

Both sides revealed their weapons.

Tian Ruoleng’s white Frostcloud Blade was particularly striking.

The blade itself was nearly 1.8 meters long—as tall as Tian Ruoleng—and glistened snow-white, exuding piercing cold.

The crowd murmured in awe, noting the exquisite craftsmanship and beauty of the weapon.

Yue Wulan’s slender Willow Crescent Blade was also graceful and masterfully crafted.

Most spectators outside the dueling arena were elderly experts who had spent years in the Sword and Blade Manor and were well-versed in weaponry.

They recognized at a glance that the blades wielded by Tian Ruoleng and Yue Wulan were peerless royal-grade spiritual artifacts.

Especially Tian Ruoleng’s Frostcloud Blade—its long and broad surface made the runes vividly etched into the blade easily visible.

Though only the surface patterns could be seen, closer inspection revealed that the runes seemed fused with the blade itself.

Coupled with the surging cold aura, they appeared seemingly alive.

Now those are blades worthy of legend! Only a Runes Master of unparalleled skill could forge such weapons, with runes carved to an extraordinary level of precision.

"What magnificent blades! I wonder which master crafted them!" Xiong Dao, a fellow blade wielder, couldn’t help but praise.

"Good blades or not, they might as well have been toys!" The Azure Thunder Sword Academy’s teacher remarked with thinly veiled jealousy.

The ten disciples of the Azure Thunder Sword Academy also wore expressions of envy.

Though their swords were also royal-grade spiritual artifacts, they paled in comparison.

The barrier is up, and it can even detect if someone uses a Dao Artifact.

"No weapon changes mid-fight!" Xiong Dao added.

Everyone wondered who’d given Yue Wulan and Tian Ruoleng their blades.

They looked pristine, like they’d just been crafted.

Meanwhile, Qin Yun’s long blade looked completely ordinary—no one could even tell what grade of spirit artifact it was.

This was actually a King-grade spirit saber Qin Yun had forged himself.

It was made from ultra-durable materials, and Qin Yun had engraved a Thunder Transformation Star Pattern on it just the past two days.

If hit with enough force, it could absorb the impact and unleash a lightning burst.

This wasn’t just a battle of skill—money played a big part too.

Deep pockets meant better weapons.

"Begin!"

Xiong Dao barked, and the first sword vs. saber clash began.

The ten Azure Thunder Sword Academy disciples instantly closed in on Qin Yun’s trio.

"I’ll use an ice wall!" Tian Ruoleng unleashed a wave of icy energy, encasing all three in a circular ice wall.

The Azure Thunder disciples hacked and stabbed wildly, unleashing bursts of thunderous strikes!

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Under their barrage, the ice wall finally gave way!

"The wall's gone—brace for impact!"

Tian Ruoleng swung her Frostcloud Blade up in a wide block, deflecting several incoming slashes.

Qin Yun and Yue Wulan countered with their own blades, deflecting strikes left and right.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The air rang with the clash of steel!

The Azure Thunder disciples reeled in shock.

When their swords made contact with Yue Wulan’s Willow Crescent Blade, a disorienting pulse shot through them, leaving them dazed.

If Yue Wulan had counterattacked, they would have been cut down long ago!

Qin Yun’s blade was just as weird—one touch, and it sent surges of electric current coursing through their swords, leaving them twitching in pain.

Tian Ruoleng’s white blade was just as terrifying.

One touch, and their swords iced over, and some of their strength was drained away.

"Ten of you attacking just three of us, ganging up on the outnumbered and overpowering the weak—where’s the honor in that?"

Qin Yun grew furious as he watched the enemy relentlessly launch brutal strikes.

These disciples from the Azure Thunder Sword Academy were eager to cripple them, igniting Qin Yun’s murderous rage.

If they could fight back, the ten disciples of the Azure Thunder Sword Academy would have been dead long ago.

Though Qin Yun and his companions possessed royal-grade spiritual artifacts, they were still facing a siege by ten!

Moreover, they could only defend and dodge, utterly unable to strike back—they were seething with frustration!

"Ah!"

Qin Yun was suddenly stabbed, drawing a guttural shout from him.

Tian Ruoleng and Yue Wulan also had their bodies marked by sword cuts and bleeding stab wounds.

The three of them, holding off ten attackers, could be struck the moment they let their guard down.

Even though they moved swiftly to evade and block, the cramped arena left them no room to retreat far.

Those ten were ruthless individuals, with no fear of payback, attacking with all-out aggression.

After half the time of a burning incense stick passed!

Qin Yun, Tian Ruoleng, and Yue Wulan each bore over a dozen wounds, with Qin Yun suffering the most—four gaping wounds in his body!

Their armor couldn’t hold up, and the disciples of the Azure Thunder Sword Academy wielded their swords with formidable blended Dao Force, punching right through.

"If this continues, they won’t last another incense stick’s time before being crippled! And there’s still another round this afternoon!"

The elder of the Azure Thunder Sword Academy crowed in triumph.

"The Long and Yang families’ rewards are ours!"

In such offensive-defensive battles, killing was forbidden, but maiming someone was allowed.

Dao Fan’s expression darkened. "The defending side can’t counterattack, and with only three of us, surrender isn’t an option—this is an inevitable loss! These rules are rigged against us!"

Xiong Dao also said coldly, "If Qin Yun and the others survive this month unscathed, everyone who attacked them will pay! Think carefully about the consequences!"

"What’s there to fear? They’ll surely be crippled, haha..." The elder of the Azure Thunder Sword Academy sneered shamelessly.

Outnumbered three to ten, they stood no chance—Qin Yun and his two companions, besieged by ten without the ability to retaliate, were bound to be injured!

"Big Sis, Second Sis—hang in there!"

Qin Yun was deeply worried for them, even though his own injuries were the most severe.

The weapons in their hands produced additional effects when blocking, throwing their attackers off balance.

Otherwise, they would have been crippled long ago!

Qin Yun now understood the importance of defensive gear.

They needed stronger armor—if they had sturdy protection, they’d only need to guard their heads.

Qin Yun cursed himself inwardly for prioritizing weapons over armor.

They never aimed for first place in these battles—just ranking in the top twenty would have sufficed.

Dao Fan’s initial plan had been to surrender and give up points even if they faced top-tier academies.

But now, they couldn’t forfeit and had to hold out for the duration of an incense stick's burn.

This wasn’t their fault, but because the rule change had been too sudden, leaving them unprepared!

"This can’t go on—we still have another defensive battle to fight this afternoon!"

Qin Yun gritted his teeth, enduring the pain while scrambling for a way out.

Though the three of them were injured, their Dao Dan’s immense power remained trapped—this was the most frustrating part!

Suddenly, Qin Yun vividly recalled Yang Shiyue’s words about flexibly utilizing the power of the Earthquake Art.

After activating the Earthquake Art, a violent tremor could burst forth into the ground.

If he could control the unleashed seismic force, it would provide excellent defensive capabilities.

Gritting his teeth, Qin Yun immediately activated the Earthquake Art!

A surge of raw power exploded from his Dao Dan, coursing down his legs into the ground.

Qin Yun swiftly used his potent spiritual energy to control the seismic force.

He caught it and redirected it through his body before releasing it outward.

An unseen shockwave, now under Qin Yun’s control, formed a protective barrier!

If he had simply released the tremor directly, it could also form a shield. However, against foes this strong, they’d shatter it instantly, making it impractical.

But the tremor force unleashed through the art was way more potent and explosive.

If he could rein it in, letting it bleed out gradually, it would serve as a powerful defense!

"Quick, come to me!" Qin Yun barked to Tian Ruoleng and Yue Wulan.

Tian Ruoleng and Yue Wulan immediately rushed to his side.

At that moment, every time the disciples of the Azure Thunder Sword Academy stabbed within an inch of Qin Yun and the others, they hit a wall of vibrations.

Gripping their swords tightly, they inched their blades into the unseen shield, but the tremor force from the shield caused their blades to convulse wildly, scattering their focus.

Even their bodies trembled along with their swords, quaking like wet dogs in winter!

"Lend me your strength!" Qin Yun growled, still pouring energy into the art.

He painstakingly throttled the art’s explosive output, letting it flow out steadily, sustaining the Earthquake Art’s relentless pulse.