Chapter 1147: Chapter 1147: Who Are You?!!!! Chapter 1147: Chapter 1147: Who Are You?!!!! “`


    No matter how you look at it, Huang Xiaolong’s arrogance has truly broadened everyone’s horizons, and in the history of the Hidden Dragon Rankings, never has there been anyone as brazen as him.


    Even Nangong Hong wouldn’t dare to seal his divine sense and blindfold his eyes, let alone proclaim he could defeat Cang Luan, such a genius, with a single move without using mana.


    Regardless, today, Huang Xiaolong’s limelight has thoroughly overshadowed the grand entrance of the number one talent Nangong Hong.


    At this moment, Nangong Hong sat in his private room, silently watching Huang Xiaolong from a distance, holding a cup of tea in his hand, sipping it leisurely, as tranquil as the drifting clouds and gentle breeze. “This kid is somewhat interesting. If he really can defeat that trash Cang Luan with one move, he might marginally qualify to be my opponent. No… not an opponent, as that implies a situation where the combatants are almost equal in strength. This kid is not yet in a position to be my peer; he’s my stepping stone. A pretty decent stepping stone at that. I’ll step on him to ascend to an unattainable height–the Physique of Heaven and Earth! Before the age of thirty, I’ll reach the Physique of Heaven and Earth realm. Looking back through history, none can match me! I, Nangong Hong, am the True Dragon! Little grasshopper, jump all you want! The more aggressively you jump now, the more comfortable I’ll feel when I crush you later–haha.”


    Nangong Hong narrowed his eyes at Huang Xiaolong, filled with mockery, taunting, and laughter…


    Meanwhile, on the stage, Cang Luan had reached his breaking point, no longer able to contain his rage.


    But at this moment, from the suspended bronze palace in the sky, a robust male voice rang out. “Cang Luan, even when a lion fights a rabbit, it uses all its might. Don’t be careless! This lad is not simple!”


    This was the voice of a Qingcheng Sect heavy hitter, reminding Cang Luan.


    Cang Luan, with his extremely deep level of strategic thinking, would, of course, not let his guard down because of Huang Xiaolong’s disdain and feigned mystique; on the contrary, he was taking this more seriously than ever, as if facing a mighty foe!


    All-out effort!


    “Die~~!!!”


    Cang Luan roared savagely.


    Immediately, his entire figure vanished from sight!


    On the viewing platform, countless pairs of eyes failed to discern how Cang Luan had disappeared.


    The sudden turn of events prompted astonished murmurs from all around.


    Huang Xiaolong stood with his hands behind his back, perfectly still, like a tall and majestic pine, unwavering!


    His eyes were covered, making it impossible for anyone to see his gaze, but the corners of his mouth betrayed a faint smile, his facial expression confident. ‘Oh, so it’s that sword move? Hehe, Qingcheng Sect’s Sword techniques embody the sharpest, the most profound, the simplification of complexity, and the transformation of decay into magic–the very essence of it…’


    Indeed, with just his ears, drawing upon the experience inherited from the remnant soul of Dugu Hong, Huang Xiaolong effortlessly ascertained the Sword technique that Cang Luan was about to use!


    To Huang Xiaolong, it was all crystal clear!


    In the next instant, where Cang Luan had disappeared, a beam of Sword Qi suddenly manifested out of thin air. This Sword Qi was magnificently bright, its aura sharp and severe, as dazzling as fireworks and as fleeting as a meteor streaking across the night sky, brief yet leaving behind captivating beauty and deep reflection.


    Whoosh~~!


    The Sword Qi aimed straight for Huang Xiaolong’s head!


    Following that strike, Cang Luan’s figure reappeared on the stage. He stood aloof and indifferent, his desolation akin to that of an unparalleled Swordsman standing at the peak of a mountain, drawing his sword to look around, despondent, unable to find an equal–a realm longing for a worthy challenge.


    This was Cang Luan, unleashing a sword strike with all his life’s cultivation!


    This was a killing move!


    However, no one is perfect, and no Sword Dao technique in the world is without flaws.


    This sword move by Cang Luan, the “Great Brightness Sword Technique” of the Qingcheng Sect’s secret canon, was supposed to be impeccable.


    The move was pure.


    Utterly flawless.


    Perhaps when this Sword technique was created, it indeed was faultless and perfect.


    But!


    Sword techniques have no flaws; people do!


    ‘If I were using this move, I would probably have two inevitable flaws… And this guy… ‘ Facing the overwhelming Sword Qi, Huang Xiaolong’s lips curled into a smile. “Hmm~~ there are thirteen flaws in total, among which the most fatal are four~~~”


    That is to say, in the blink of an eye, Huang Xiaolong had analyzed that Cang Luan’s move contained a total of thirteen flaws, four of which were fatal ones!


    One could say the technique was riddled with holes.


    Of course, this was because Huang Xiaolong had inherited the remnant soul of Dugu Hong and had an unmatched understanding of any Qingcheng Sect cultivation technique as if observing the lines on the palm of his hand; his experience was invincible, allowing him even to perceive with closed eyes.


    For other experts, it would be difficult to detect in such a fleeting moment.


    This sword move, tearing through space and blazingly radiant, instantly ignited the passion of all the onlookers, with adrenaline wafting through the air over the main stage.


    The geniuses on the Hidden Dragon Rankings all exhaled in relief, as no one believed Huang Xiaolong would survive!


    Duanmu Wei’s emotions were at a breaking point, with his heart almost leaping out of his throat.


    It was a critical moment; just as Cang Luan’s sword was about to hit Huang Xiaolong, Huang Xiaolong, with his left hand still casually behind his back, reached out with his right hand and instantly formed a longsword purely from True Qi, which he held in his grasp.


    A glint of sharpness burst forth!


    Yet, this flash of sharpness seemed frail and insignificant under the might of Cang Luan’s formidable sword.


    The next second, Huang Xiaolong made a very simple move.


    With his True Qi longsword, in a peculiar way, as if casually and lightly, he thrust out!


    ‘Can it be? With such a careless thrust, so soft and gentle, he wants to counter Cang Luan’s deadly sword strike?’


    This thought flickered through everyone’s mind.


    However!!!!


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    Pfft~~~~~~~!!!!


    Something eerie happened!


    The Sword Qi, Sword Light, and Sword Intent from Cang Luan’s strike towards Huang Xiaolong, it suddenly collapsed and burst into fragments!


    It was as if a balloon, swollen with air, had been abruptly punctured!


    “Pfft~~!” Suddenly, Cang Luan’s face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!


    It was the backlash of a broken killing move!


    At the same time, the Mana within Cang Luan’s body experienced a brief stagnation and halt, unable to circulate normally for a moment!


    This was because the strike just now was the crystallization of Cang Luan’s lifelong Sword Intent, Mana, and spirit, and with the move being countered, he naturally suffered some repercussions.


    Spitting out blood indicated he was injured.


    “Impossible! Impossible! My pure and flawless strike, which could almost be said to be without any flaws, why… why was it broken by you!”


    Cang Luan roared, but deep inside, there emerged a terrible and ominous premonition! A sense of crisis as if a sword was hanging over his back!


    A speck of sword light in his eyes, kept expanding! Expanding! And expanding further!


    This tiny speck of sword light was insignificant, like a tiny spark.


    But, a spark can start a great fire!


    This speck of sword light almost sealed off all of Cang Luan’s escape routes.


    And importantly, this speck of sword light appeared at the crucial moment when Cang Luan was at his weakest, with the circulation of his Mana impaired!


    “No~~~~~!!!! I yield! I surrender!”


    Finally, Cang Luan let out a scream of despair and terror.


    As soon as the voice dropped.


    Pfft~~~!!!!


    True Qi Sword Light directly penetrated Cang Luan’s body.


    Once the Sword Qi entered, it exploded violently!


    In an instant, tens of thousands of strands of True Qi Sword Light burst within Cang Luan’s body, sweeping across, destroying all his meridians!


    Boom~~~!!!!


    A terrifying noise akin to the collapse of a building erupted inside Cang Luan’s body, blood spurted from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and his whole body instantly went limp, unable to support itself and crashed to the ground.


    “I~ I~~ you crippled me! You destroyed my meridians! You! You!” Cang Luan cried out in terrified anguish.


    One strike had crippled Cang Luan!


    Theoretically, Sword Qi formed from True Qi is almost incapable of causing physical harm to a Mana cultivator, but the Sword Qi that pierced Cang Luan’s body wasn’t merely True Qi; it also contained Huang Xiaolong’s Sword Intent!


    This was fearsome.


    Sword Intent embodies Huang Xiaolong’s understanding of the Sword Dao. This understanding, transformed into a tangible attacking force, is an invisible edge!


    Huang Xiaolong’s Sword Intent far surpassed Cang Luan’s, thus even with True Qi as a medium, it was enough to cripple Cang Luan.


    If it had been Mana as the medium, then Cang Luan wouldn’t have been merely crippled now, but would have been blasted into dust!


    Stunned!


    The whole place was stunned!


    Everyone was dumbfounded!


    Indeed, Huang Xiaolong under those circumstances, had managed to turn the tables and cripple Cang Luan with a single move!


    This was nothing short of miraculous!


    Cang Luan’s sword technique was formidable, Huang Xiaolong’s True Qi Sword Light was weak and pitiable, but it was this simple and hasty sword stroke that broke through Cang Luan’s fierce attack!


    Huang Xiaolong slowly removed the blindfold from his eyes, then tore off the talisman stuck to his forehead that sealed his Divine Sense, and looked indifferently at Cang Luan. “I didn’t kill you, merely crippled you, which is already a great mercy. Oh, by the way, that strike of yours was riddled with flaws. Heh, a perfect sword stroke? That’s laughable.”


    “Ah~~ I’m a genius, you crippled me~~ you~ you… you won’t die a good death!” Plunged into complete despair, such humiliation was even worse than death for a proud person like Cang Luan. It was a fate worse than death, and in his fit of rage, he spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.


    Huang Xiaolong ignored Cang Luan, his gaze swept over the Hidden Dragon List geniuses as he smiled. “I’m currently ranked fifth, and I wish to continue challenging others. Of course, you can also challenge my rank. Anyone who wants to battle me, I welcome all comers. Even a life-and-death battle, I will accept. Well, anyone? Step forward!”


    Silence!


    Huang Xiaolong’s words caused all the Hidden Dragon List geniuses to fall silent!


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    Not a single one stood up.


    Even those geniuses ranked second, third, and fourth remained silent without uttering a word.


    The atmosphere became somewhat awkward!


    Just then, from within the Qingcheng Sect’s bronze hall came a cold and ruthless voice. “Boy! Who exactly are you? You must have a connection with our Qingcheng Sect! That strike from Cang Luan, you saw through the flaws in his technique! You… you… who are you really? What’s your relation to Dugu Hong! Speak! The remnant soul of Dugu Hong imprisoned within the Xuanhuang Tower has dispersed, could it be… could it be that you are… the one who was possessed by Dugu Hong?!”


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