Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 226 - 104 I’m... I’m sorry!_2

But the fact that she could stand here, as one of the remaining six, was enough to show her extraordinary strength.

"Are you ready?" the woman spoke to Jiang Ning.

"Come on!" Jiang Ning said.

As the sound of his voice fell,

the woman's figure moved, and a surge of murderous intent suddenly enveloped Jiang Ning.

Such intense murderous intent!

It seemed this woman had been on the battlefield!

Jiang Ning instantly made a judgment in his heart.

At this moment,

his mind also ceased to harbor any distracting thoughts.

He raised his hand and a sword hacked through the air.

Block—

Metal clashed against metal, sparks flew.

Feng Jiuge's spear was suddenly sent flying from her hands, and her heart was startled.

"Such terrifying power!"

"At least three thousand eight or nine hundred pounds."

"My strength is merely three thousand pounds, far from being his match in terms of strength!"

Feng Jiuge immediately made a judgment in her heart.

Then,

she moved her hand that was holding the spear to the back, gripping it at the tail end.

With a shake of her arm, the spearhead that had just been flung away promptly realigned, with its cold light glittering in a diamond shape, it made a horizontal cut towards Jiang Ning's throat.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning's figure subtly retreated, dodging Feng Jiuge's strike.

Then, the long sword in his hand followed the motion and lifted upward.

His sword force was now both heavy and fast.

In just an instant, it struck the shaft of the spear.

However, as Feng Jiuge lifted the shaft of her spear, with her technique in wielding it,

the elastic and tough shaft of the spear easily dissipated the force within.

"Indeed it works!" Feng Jiuge's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Time to end this!" she thought to herself.

The next moment,

behind the cover of its red tassels, the spear blossomed like fire.

Hidden within the fire was a spear tip akin to a venomous snake.

Clang—

Clang—

Clang—

...

Streaks of light flashed,

forcing Jiang Ning to retreat time and again.

"What fierce power!" Feeling the feedback from his sword, Jiang Ning inwardly exclaimed.

He could clearly sense that the force Feng Jiuge was unleashing now was far greater than before.

Every collision of her spearhead against his sword blade forced him to retreat in order to neutralize it.

"It's somewhat like the Nine Layers of Strength!" Jiang Ning muttered to himself.

At this time,

Feng Jiuge's swinging spear grew increasingly ferocious.

The tip of the spear seemed to transform into a whirl of flames, continually expanding to tightly encircle Jiang Ning, not giving him even the slightest chance to catch his breath.

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Moreover, as time trickled by, Feng Jiuge's offensive grew ever more intense, each spear thrust more powerful and heavier than the last.

The flames at the tip of her spear were gradually compressing Jiang Ning's space, driving him toward the edge of the platform behind him.

"Is this the Miao family's Sweeping Fire Spear Skill? Truly domineering!" Qin Xuan murmured to himself as he watched the scene unfold on the platform.

"Brother Qin is also familiar with the Sweeping Fire Spear Skill?" a man asked beside him.

"Of course, I know it! The Sweeping Fire Spear Skill is a middle-grade martial art owned by the Miao family. The Miao Captain rose to prominence relying on the power of this middle-grade martial art!" Qin Xuan said.

"Then, in Brother Qin's view, can Jiang Ning handle Feng Jiuge going all out?" the man beside him asked again.

Qin Xuan's mouth opened slightly, about to make a judgment, and then he slightly shook his head: "Hard to say, let's wait and see!"

...

On the other side,

In the midst of the platform,

under Feng Jiuge's fierce attacks, Jiang Ning had been pushed back across a good portion of the area.

Now, he was only a mere two Zhang (approximately 20 feet) from the edge of the platform.

Sweeping Fire Spear Skill?

Upon hearing these three words, Jiang Ning felt surprised in his heart.

He suddenly recalled what Wang Jin had said when he passed on the Canglang Blade Skill.

According to Wang Jin,

The Canglang Blade Skill is an exceptionally superior middle-grade martial art that can cultivate the Nine Layers of Strength.

When the blade skill reaches Perfection, so does the Nine Layers of Strength.

Perfection of the Nine Layers of Strength allows one to unleash the power of nine blades in a single strike, fusing the power of nine blades into one.

Able to fight across borders.

At the same time, Wang Jin also mentioned another middle-grade martial arts technique, the Sweeping Fire Saber Skill.

If he could master the Sweeping Fire Saber Skill and practice both saber techniques to perfection, fusing them into one, then he would master a superior martial arts technique.

"Sweeping Fire Saber Skill? Sweeping Fire Spear Skill?"

"Could this be a variation of the saber technique?"

Jiang Ning thought to himself while fending off his opponent.

At this moment, even though Feng Jiuge was going all out, she wasn't putting any pressure on Jiang Ning.

Ferocious as her spear technique was, dazzling even,

Before Jiang Ning's heightened senses, the trajectory of Feng Jiuge's spear was clearly visible.

Every time the spear tip launched an attack, hidden by the red tassel, just as it moved, Jiang Ning would easily detect it and cleave it apart with his blade.

He didn't fully strike her and knock Feng Jiuge out of the ring because he only wanted to keep her as a tool for gaining battle experience.

After all, opponents too weak were of no use for enhancing his battle experience.

An outstanding opponent like Feng Jiuge was hard to come by in Luoshui County, so naturally, there was no need to rush.

But after this brief exchange, Jiang Ning realized this approach seemed futile.

Because he discovered that so-called battle experience was nothing more than the muscle memory honed during combat, the body's instinct.

For other martial artists, it was difficult to fully capture the movements and techniques of an equal opponent.

In situations where one couldn't see clearly, the ability to react in the nick of time when facing an enemy was extremely important.

But now, to his eyes, every move, every slight change in action of the opponent was clearly visible.

His strong senses gave him the ability to perceive all changes, all falsities, and truths.

So even if Feng Jiuge's attacks were fierce and dazzling, Jiang Ning could easily see through everything.

Moreover, his mastery of the saber had reached the so-called unity of man and blade, the blade moving with his will.

Where his eyes went, his saber followed.

His breakthrough in saber technique allowed him to swing his blade as fast as a startled swan, which enabled him to precisely defend against the oncoming spearhead.

...

On the stage,

Feng Jiuge felt increasingly alarmed as the fight went on.

As Jiang Ning's competitor in the ring, she could clearly perceive the terror of his ability.

Though it seemed she had the upper hand, in reality, she knew she was in a very bad position.

Because out of the dozens of spear thrusts, eačh attack was effortlessly blocked by the long blade in Jiang Ning's hands, without exception.

Up to now, despite seemingly overpowering Jiang Ning, she found she hadn't breached his defenses a single time, hadn't injured anywhere on Jiang Ning's body.

Under such circumstances, how could she not understand that even though it appeared she had the advantage, she was actually at a disadvantage?

The moment Jiang Ning counterattacked would be the time of her defeat.

Thinking of this, she clenched her teeth tightly.

"Ha!"

With a loud shout from Feng Jiuge, her attacks became even more ferocious, even more rapid.

Her eyes focused, fiercely locking onto Jiang Ning's every move.

She knew victory or defeat would be determined in these few moments.

Since she couldn't injure him at all, her strategy was to force Jiang Ning off the platform with her fierce offensive.

That would be a win as well.

Because on the stage, that was the rule; falling off the platform signified defeat.

Feeling Feng Jiuge's intensified onslaught,

"It's time to end this," he exclaimed.

The next moment,

Power converged in his hands, swiftly becoming as overwhelming as a mountainous tsunami.

Clang—

Another saber strike was unleashed.

This strike burst forth with five layers of strength.

Feng Jiuge's expression turned to one of shock at the formidable power.

Even though she held onto the spear's tail, the power transmitted through the spear shaft was limited.

But at this moment, Feng Jiuge almost lost her grip on the spear.

Holding the spear this way, although the recoil on her arms was weak, her control over the spear was greatly diminished.

Under Jiang Ning's fierce strike, the spearhead was directly flung a full ten feet away.

Feng Jiuge quickly retreated, her arms forcefully exerting power in an attempt to right the spear, to bring it back under her control.

But at that moment,

Though Feng Jiuge retreated quickly, Jiang Ning surged forward even faster.

In two or three steps, Jiang Ning charged into the range of the spear held in Feng Jiuge's hands.

Then, taking advantage of the spear's loss of control,

Jiang Ning reached out and grabbed the spear shaft.

"Let go!" Jiang Ning commanded with a light shout.

His left arm exerted force, pulling the spear away from Feng Jiuge, causing her to stagger forward suddenly.

She then collided with Jiang Ning's chest.

"Sorry... sorry!" Feng Jiuge pushed away from Jiang Ning's chest, stuttering her words.

A blush also spread across her face!