"Ouch, Your Highness, please slow down and be careful!"
In Chenghua Hall, Xiao Huazi clutched his chest and stared nervously at Jiang Yunzhou, who was running between the roof and the wall. Looking at his crooked steps, his heart was in his throat.
Faced with the fact that His Highness could suddenly fly over walls and fly over walls, Xiao Huazi, Chu Yan and others were extremely surprised.
As a wind spiritual master, Ruoyao was even more dumbfounded. She could understand at a glance what level her Highness was. Originally, she had been dubious about the rumors about Jiang Yunzhou's night banquet of casting seventh-grade holy arts. After releasing the fourth-grade 'Wind Controlling Phantom' from the Second Spirit Sect Realm, she basically believed it in her heart.
Your Highness may really be worthy of being ranked among the top ten geniuses on the Kirin List!
Fourth-level spiritual arts are almost by default the means that can only be used routinely in the Earthly Evil Realm. Low-level spiritual masters are not unable to perform them, but the consumption and difficulty of spiritual arts are not at the same level at all.
Gu An, who ranked first on the list of geniuses, was only relegated to the realm of Earthly Evil. His Highness was able to get into this list just by relying on his 'Wind Controlling Phantom'.
"Woohoo~"
Jiang Yunzhou screamed excitedly in mid-air. The rabbit-skin boots on the soles of his feet were faintly glowing with a cyan halo. The fourth-level spiritual skill 'Wind Control and Illusion' was successfully used, making his figure fly very fast in mid-air. One leap can glide dozens of steps without consuming any spiritual seeds in the body.
What he has to do is to become familiar with the control of this technique as soon as possible. Jiang Yunzhou, who also has the ability of "photographic memory" as a muscle memory, can do it with just a few practices.
The only regret is that this thing consumes the spiritual crystals too quickly. He can only practice one stick of incense, and most of the wind spiritual crystals have been consumed.
This made Jiang Yunzhou feel quite heartbroken. You must know that spiritual crystals are extremely valuable. A finger-sized spiritual crystal is worth ten taels of gold.
Fortunately, spiritual crystals can be restored slowly. As long as the crystals are not destroyed, spiritual crystals with the ability to store spiritual energy will be able to regain their full spiritual state sooner or later, but the process will be longer.
Maybe it's a carrier problem. The effect of the spirit-gathering seal on Jiang Yunzhou's 'Jiemen' is much faster than that of the spirit crystal.
Jiang Yunzhou, who was already on the verge of breaking through, felt like it was cracking under the constant collision of the four spiritual species in the past two days.
Jiang Yunzhou had a premonition that in a few days, he would be able to step into the third gate of the Qiling Realm.
After mastering the 'Wind Controlling Phantom' skillfully, Jiang Yunzhou did not continue to waste spiritual crystals and fell in frustration. After all, he only had about a dozen wind spiritual crystals on hand at the moment, so he should use them sparingly.
"Your Highness is mighty!"
After Jiang Yunzhou landed, a group of slave guards rushed up to him, and they kept praising him.
Jiang Yunzhou ignored their flattery and called to Chu Yan: "Come on, Chu Yan! Let's try our moves, there's no need to hold back!"
"Here!"
Chu Yan agreed and followed Jiang Yunzhou's footsteps to the backyard.
The snow in the backyard has been shoveled away, revealing a flat bluestone tile floor. This place is very spacious. It is a small martial arts venue specially organized by Jiang Yunzhou.
The two stood looking at each other a few feet apart.
"Draw your sword!"
"Your Highness..." Chu Yan hesitated.
Jiang Yunzhou shouted in a deep voice: "Pull out!"
If he really encounters someone who wants to hurt him, how can he expect others to do it with his bare hands?
Buzz!
Chu Yan pulled out the sword from his waist. As the sword whistled softly, Jiang Yunzhou also drew out his sword and thrust towards Chu Yan with the 'Wind Controlling Phantom'.
Ding ding ding ding——
Both of them were very fast, and they had exchanged more than ten moves in the blink of an eye.
With the blessing of fourth-level spiritual skills, Jiang Yunzhou was able to faintly suppress Chu Yan's sword moves after a short period of adaptation.
After cutting off Chu Yan's offensive with one move, Jiang Yunzhou shouted: "Chu Yan! As the commander of my king's bodyguard, is this all you can do? When you get out, don't say you are Master Mo's apprentice again!"
Master Mo, as Jiang Yunzhou calls him, is the number one swordsman in Ling'an. He has superb swordsmanship. Because he was favored by the emperor, he mentored a group of sect's reservists. Chu Yan was one of those students.
As if being stimulated by Jiang Yunzhou, Chu Yan's body energy surged wildly, and the air around him rippled. His whole aura was completely different.
Seeing this, Jiang Yunzhou raised his lips slightly: "That's something."
"Your Highness, I'm offended!"
Chu Yan shouted low, and as the tip of the sword trembled, the sword edge drew a silver arc, and the sole of his foot stepped hard on the ground. The bluestone bricks made an explosion sound, and he stabbed towards Jiang Yunzhou like electricity.
The sharp sword tip carried a powerful sword intention, which Jiang Yunzhou did not dare to take lightly. He took a sharp step to the right, flipped his wrist, and slashed Chu Yan's powerful sword horizontally.
There was a 'clang' sound, and when the sword blades collided, Jiang Yunzhou felt numb in the tiger's mouth, his arms went limp, and he almost lost the sword in his hand.
call out…
The blade of the sword swung, and Chu Yan's figure was like a shadow, approaching instantly, and the sharp sword in his hand circled to the other side of Jiang Yunzhou like a dragon!
Seeing this, Jiang Yunzhou hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but his wrist was weak. After a sonorous sound, the sword in his hand fell to the ground. Chu Yan's arm turned over, and the blade was already placed on his throat.
"Chu Yan!"
Xiao Huazi, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, shouted in shock, fearing that Chu Yan would accidentally hurt Jiang Yunzhou.
Chu Yan suddenly took a step back, held his sword and bowed: "Your Highness, this subordinate has offended me."
"It doesn't matter."
Jiang Yunzhou waved his hand indifferently, then rubbed his wrist, "What level can my current strength reach?"
"Um…"
Chu Yan put away his sword, pondered for a moment and then said: "His Royal Highness's sword skills are already perfect, but his spirituality is slightly lacking. There is no problem at all against a first-grade warrior. The warrior's energy is not enough to change the situation of the battle, but against a second-grade warrior , you may suffer a loss because you don’t have energy and spiritual skills to protect your body, but if you add your fourth-level spiritual skills and use your physical skills to attack and consume your energy, you can have a 70% to 80% chance of winning."
Jiang Yunzhou nodded upon hearing this, and had a general understanding of his own strength. His current swordsmanship routines and body skills were superior to those below the third level, but he lacked in attack power and defense.
But for him now, these are not problems.
"Come on, put on my pair of 'Wind Riding' boots and try them on."
With that said, Jiang Yunzhou walked to the stone railing beside the corridor and sat down, taking off his boots with fourth-level spiritual skills. Seeing this, Xiao Huazi quickly stepped forward and gave the velvet boots that he had prepared to his Highness. Put on.
"Ah? This..."
Chu Yan hesitated slightly and put on his master's shoes, leaving him unsure whether to refuse or obey the order.
Jiang Yunzhou witnessed and urged: "Put it on quickly!", and then told him how to activate the 'Wind Control Phantom', urging him to adapt quickly and prepare for the next battle.
Chu Yan roughly understood His Highness's purpose, and without hesitation, he bowed and put on the wind-controlling boots.
The moment the boots turned on the 'Wind Control Phantom', Chu Yan felt as if a gentle but powerful breeze rose up from the soles of his feet, completely wrapping his whole body.
Surrounded by a sense of lightness, it seemed that with just one leap, he could easily step onto the ridge of a rooftop several feet high.
