Ace Of Terrans

Shi Lang rested beside the pond for the night, practicing the flame manipulation. He did not waste any time, this was not his habit. As long as there was something about him that could be improvised, he would not stop. Until now, for quite some time he had been sensing a dead end appearing in the path of his cultivation.

The Terran did not wish for that to happen, and exploring new ways was the only way to either bypass the wall in his path, or to find a way to climb the wall to proceed further.

Shi Lang stood up in the morning, and absorbed the heat from the first rays of the sun. He opened his palms and the sparks of amber were replaced by fumes of flames. Hou Bing nodded slightly and said, "You do have a quality or two about yourself boy."

The Terran said thank you, when Tsuu Ching appeared and tossed him a spirit fruit. Shi Lang asked, "What is this?"

Tsuu Ching replied, "This is the ten years old flame spirit fruit. It will aid your flames to become stronger."

Shi Lang nodded and said, "Thank you, can we go and meet the sword master?"

Tsuu Ching nodded with a smile and said, "We can."

The man waved his hands and the three of them vanished. When they appeared, they were standing atop a cliff overlooking the entire city. Shi Lang looked down and asked, "Tsuu Ching, if I told you that there is a chance for your people to return home, what would you say to that?"

Tsuu Ching replied, "I would not be the one who gets to say anything, Boss. The people will decide if they wish to go back and trust those phony big families or not."

Shi Lang nodded and said, "Good, that is how it should be. I have gotten a few people on the martial council who are willing to rethink about the situation. However, I also understand what the survivors of that cruel purge must have suffered. So, do not worry, I will not tell anyone about this place, and if you decide to go out there, tell me, and I will do my best to help you."

Tsuu Ching smiled and replied, "I know you will, boss. Do not worry. If anything came up, you would be the first to know."

Shi Lang nodded, and turned around to look at the empty cliff top. He suddenly focused his gaze on a sword that was stabbed in the ground. He asked, "Xiao Ching, what is this place?"

Tsuu Ching replied, "This is the place where all the sword cultivators of the Divine Edge sect, the most powerful sword practicing sect would come to go through their tribulations."

Shi Lang raised his brow, and asked, "So, why am I here?"

Tsuu Ching said, "The tribulation they face is not the heavenly tribulation that everyone else does to excel in cultivation of spirit energy. The divine edge sect practices nothing but sword. Completely, their bodies contain sword energy."

Shi Lang asked surprisingly, "Do you mean to say that they do not harvest the spiritual energy?"

Tsuu Ching was confused, and Shi Lang took out a normal wooden sword from his space ring. He said, "I am going to clarify one thing, I am not looking down on anyone."

The sword master said, "I do not care what you think. You are a cultivator, be responsible for your own actions."

Shi Lang nodded and walked closer to the man. The two of them stood ten meters apart from each other and Tsuu Ching asked, "What do you think? Who will prevail?"

Hou Bing was sitting on the stone on the side, she looked at him and said, "Mind your business."

Tsuu Ching was surprised by the cold behavior, but before he could say anything the two people began fighting. The sovereign of the Utopia was surprised to see that Shi Lang could keep up with the speed of the Sword Master.

Hou Bing said, "Do not be so surprised, he is not ordinary."

Tsuu Ching nodded in a daze.

Shi Lang fought with the sword master using only his physical strength and his sword skills. The longer the fight dragged on, the stronger Shi Lang seemed. He was getting used to the power of his newly refined bones. His body was stronger than ever and his sword was on point.

However, suddenly the sword master pulled a move, he attacked Shi Lang's eyes. The Terran was not prepared but the sword intent from the sword master impaired his sight. He took a jump to open distance between the opponent and himself when an impact to his chest sent him flying.

The sword master said, "You have been doing well for someone who could not even sense my blade coming at you. But that ends now. If I draw blood, you will lose."

Shi Lang stood up from the ground and assumed his stance. He could not see the opponent, but he could sense his movement. His sensory ability allowed him to sense the miniscule changes on the ground as the sword master moved. Shi Lang used this to evade the attacks coming at him.

However, his opponent said, "You do not have the sword in your heart, you will not be able to win."

Shi Lang thought about it and he stopped moving. The sword master did not charge at him either, but suddenly, the Terran also dropped his sword. He said, "Come."

The sword master did not know what Shi Lang was trying to do, but he raised his weapon and charged at the latter. Shi Lang relied on the laws of sword art engraved on his heart as he jumped into the fight.

Long ago, Shi Lang had learned that swords resonate with each other. He wanted to sense that resonance. If the blades could resonate so could the laws. As the Sword Master was about to slash across his chest, Shi Lang took a step back and used his hand to counter the attack.

A wave of sword intent released from his hand, clashing with the blade of the sword master.