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The duel between Aotian and Wang Jie ultimately ended with Aotian's victory, but the aftermath had a significant impact.
At this moment, all the students of Xuantian Academy were almost aware that a young man named Aotian had emerged from the Inner Academy, defeating Wang Jie entirely with his own strength.
Moreover, the tenth position on the Inner Courtyard Rankings was claimed by this young man who had joined Xuantian Academy for less than three days. This battle truly made Aotian a renowned figure within Xuantian Academy.
Rumors such as "Aotian only became an Inner Academy Student because of the support from the higher-ups of Xuantian Academy" and "Aotian is just a useless person relying on women" were all dispelled following this battle.
Of course, some sensitive individuals could also sense that the spark between Aotian and the Mo Association was becoming increasingly bright.
Mo Gang from the Mo Association would definitely not sit idly by while Aotian rose to prominence. Therefore, a spectacular battle between these two was inevitable.
Whether Aotian would be a fleeting phenomenon or ultimately triumph in the end left many students filled with anticipation...
"What? You say that the martial art Aotian used at the end was the Heavenly Slaughter Strike?!"
In the depths of Xuantian Academy's grand hall, Xue Haoyang looked at Lin Chaoqun in shock.
Lin Chaoqun slowly nodded and affirmed, "That's right. The technique Aotian used at the end was definitely the Heavenly Slaughter Strike from that guy at Soul Abyss!"
Upon hearing Lin Chaoqun's confirmation, Xue Haoyang's expression began to change continuously as he muttered, "How could Aotian use the Heavenly Slaughter Strike? Did he obtain the inheritance from Soul Abyss?"
"According to intelligence reports, Aotian indeed acquired the inheritance from Soul Abyss in the Mysterious Spirit Mountain Range."
Xue Haoyang sighed helplessly after hearing this and said,
"What about Aotian now?"
"I've already asked Xue Qingcheng to take care of him. I believe there shouldn't be any major issues. After all, Aotian hasn't completely lost control to the killing intent, and his injuries aren't extremely severe," Lin Chaoqun replied.
Xue Haoyang nodded and said,
"Tell me what happened on the Dueling Platform. Why did Aotian suddenly lose control of his killing intent?"
"This matter is actually Wang Jie’s own doing. Originally, Aotian could still manage his killing intent while using the Heavenly Slaughter Strike, but Wang Jie inexplicably insulted Aotian's parents, which caused Aotian's killing intent to surge uncontrollably. If I hadn't been there at the time, the consequences would have been severe."
Xue Haoyang frowned and pondered for a long time before saying,
"If Aotian is controlled by killing intent, then no matter how high your cultivation or how strong your abilities are, you wouldn't be able to save him. How did he manage to recover in the end?"
At this point, Lin Chaoqun also looked puzzled and said,
"I find this strange as well. Logically speaking, Aotian should have been completely controlled by killing intent and turned into a puppet of slaughter. However, the outcome was beyond my expectations. Although most of Aotian's mind was controlled by killing intent, I could see that there was still a glimmer of clarity in his eyes. That's why I knocked him out; after all, if I let Aotian continue like that, I couldn't guarantee what would happen."
Xue Haoyang clasped his hands behind his back and walked back and forth a few times before saying,
"Are you saying that Aotian wasn't completely controlled by killing intent after using the Heavenly Slaughter Strike?"
"Yes, that was indeed the case at the time."
"Ha ha, it seems that little guy's mind is quite resilient; even slaughter cannot completely destroy it," Xue Haoyang said with some delight.
Lin Chaoqun looked at the somewhat pleased Xue Haoyang and asked, "Director, is that Heavenly Slaughter Strike really created by Soul Abyss?"
Xue Haoyang glanced at Lin Chaoqun and replied, "What are you trying to say?"
"I think the Heavenly Slaughter Strike has probably surpassed the realm of top-tier martial arts and has touched the edge of Ancient Martial Arts," Lin Chaoqun said, his tone mixed with disbelief.
Ancient Martial Arts transcends top-tier martial arts; each set possesses the power to destroy the world. Such martial arts have been passed down from ancient times.
If Soul Abyss had created Ancient Martial Arts, Lin Chaoqun would definitely not believe it. However, the Heavenly Slaughter Strike indeed has the potential to enter the realm of Ancient Martial Arts. After all, the stronger the practitioner's killing intent, the more powerful this martial art becomes.
In this sense, the power of Heavenly Slaughter Strike is like an endless abyss, infinite in its potential.
"Heavenly Slaughter Strike was not created by Soul Abyss; that martial art was obtained by Soul Abyss through a fortuitous encounter. As for the origins of Heavenly Slaughter Strike, I am not clear about it. Whether it is Ancient Martial Arts or not, I cannot be certain," Xue Haoyang shook his head and sighed lightly.
After hearing Xue Haoyang's words, Lin Chaoqun became even more convinced that it was indeed Ancient Martial Arts. After all, Xue Haoyang had cultivated top-tier martial arts, yet even he could not determine the level of Heavenly Slaughter Strike; it was highly likely to be Ancient Martial Arts.
"Well, regardless of whether it is Ancient Martial Arts or not, this martial art is extremely dangerous. Go tell that girl Xue Qingcheng to remind Aotian that he must not use this martial art unless in a life-and-death situation. If Aotian is truly controlled by slaughter, the consequences will be very serious," Xue Haoyang said seriously.
Lin Chaoqun nodded and then took his leave from the main hall.
"Alas, does the appearance of the Heavenly Slaughter Strike signify that the deadly weapon is about to emerge as well..." A voice filled with concern echoed in the hall.
This was a secret chamber, where two figures were quietly sitting cross-legged.
A candle burned not far away, its faint light illuminating the faces of the two.
One of them looked pale, clearly having sustained some serious injuries; this person was Wang Jie.
Sitting opposite Wang Jie was a young man, around twenty years old.
The young man was handsome, with a gentle face that revealed a hint of elegance, resembling a scholar who couldn't harm a chicken.
However, in front of this refined young man, Wang Jie displayed utmost respect, not daring to breathe heavily. Compared to his arrogant demeanor on the Dueling Platform, he seemed like a completely different person.
"I heard you also lost to that kid..." After a long silence, the refined young man was the first to break the stillness in the secret chamber.
A look of shame appeared on Wang Jie's face as he replied, "It's my fault for being useless and bringing shame to the Ink Society. I hope the boss can forgive me."
"Hehe, it was surprising that Aotian could defeat you," the refined young man chuckled lightly.
Upon hearing the young man's words, Wang Jie immediately responded respectfully, "I have let down the boss's trust; please punish me!"
"Let's skip the punishment. You spread the word that three months from now, on the Dueling Platform, I will face Aotian again!"
"Yes, boss, but I'm afraid Snow Qincheng will intervene by then. After all, your bet with her will have expired."
"Don't worry. After this retreat, I believe Snow Qincheng's Ice Soul Sword Technique won't be able to handle me." The young man said confidently.
"Since you already have a plan, I won't say more. I'll take my leave now!"
With that, Wang Jie respectfully exited the secret chamber.
"Heh heh, Aotian, this is interesting. I hope you won't disappoint me in three months..."
The young man's light laughter echoed in the secret chamber, and soon the candles inside were completely extinguished, plunging the entire room into darkness...
Although Aotian's battle with Wang Jie ended in a complete victory for Aotian, it seemed to be brewing a much larger storm behind the scenes...
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