Reborn Conceited Soldier

"It's him?" That person looked towards the direction of Chan State. It was as if they could see through the tens of thousands of meters of water and countless distances in the air above Chan State and witnessed everything that was happening in the Chan State High School. Their pupils couldn't help but constrict.    

    

After a while, the person took a deep breath and muttered, "I didn't think I underestimated how terrifying this person is. I'm starting to regret choosing him now." "Perhaps, I have already made up my mind when I drank and pecked!"    

    

He let out a long sigh and said in a clear voice, "Someone, come."    

    

As his voice fell, a black shadow flashed out, transforming into a general that wore heavy armor and a mask on his head.    

    

"What is His Majesty's command?"    

    

"Send orders to Demon Master and the rest, they cannot come out, and do not join in on this matter. Before long, the commotion will occur, and before long, the Human Clan will arrive."    

    

"Understood …"    

    

At this time, in the high school of Chan State, Sikong Banyu was standing in the air with a sword in his hand, and his face was slightly pale. Sikong Banyu's clothes had been destroyed by the power of lightning and were now worn by Sikong Banyu as a camouflage technique.    

    

"There are already fifteen lightning strikes." Sikong Banyu let out a long breath. In this short period of time, fifteen bolts of lightning had descended from the sky. He had blocked them all, not affecting the Life Continuing Array below at all. Although Sikong Banyu had already blocked the falling thunder, he knew clearly that these were not the main course. The Life Continuing Technique could forcefully reverse a person's fate, the power of heavenly retribution was only one of the punishments.    

    

Although these fifteen bolts of lightning did not injure Sikong Banyu, it still consumed a lot of the Genuine Essence's power. If this continues, he will only be able to endure until the end of the lightning energy. At that time, he would not be able to face the most terrifying Sky Eye or Hand of Destiny.    

    

"Seems like I can only use this opportunity to make a gamble." Sikong Banyu's eyes revealed a determined look. With his current cultivation level, he definitely wouldn't be able to block it, and now there was only one way, which was to level up, and raise his cultivation level to Profound Stage. Profound Stage and Spirit Stage, although Sikong Banyu was only a step away, the difference in strength was like heaven and earth.    

    

If he could condense the sword spirit, and raise his cultivation to Profound Stage, and the Genuine Essence could be converted into spirit energy, then it was not impossible for him to win against the enemy, the Heaven's Eyes or the Hand of Destiny.    

    

Thinking about that, Sikong Banyu suddenly tightened his grip on the three foot long blade in his hand. His body started to emit a strong Sword Dao power, and streams of invisible sword qi started to hover around him, quickly harmonizing with his Qi. In that instant, Sikong Banyu seemed to have turned into a peerless divine sword that pointed to the sky.    

    

"Rumble …" Sikong Banyu releasing his aura of his own accord had raised the provocation towards the heavens to a whole new level. Who would dare to defy the will of the heavens and earth? How could the heavens not be angry when Sikong Banyu was so provocative? The terrifying lightning came crashing down towards Sikong Banyu.    

    

"Sword Dao... The anger of a commoner. " Sikong Banyu roared, the three foot long blade in his hand suddenly lifted up, following the swing of the sword, a terrifying sword Qi rushed forward like a roar of all living beings, instantly shattering the falling lightning. At the same time, the remaining sword Qi slashed open a terrifying crack in the dark clouds in the sky, and after a while, the dark clouds managed to take over the sky.    

    

Even though Sikong Banyu did not use his full strength in order to save the Genuine Essence, this attack was no small matter. With his current strength, if he used his full strength, it would be enough to destroy the thunderclouds in the sky. However, the moment the thunderclouds were destroyed, if he was in his prime right now, he would still be able to resist the Hand of Destiny and the eye of the heavens. So he did not continue to extend the power of the punishment. Instead, he used the power of the punishment to condense the sword spirit. When that time came, he would have a better chance of defeating the eye of the heavens or the Hand of Destiny.    

    

"Bring it on!" Sikong Banyu took a deep breath, his eyes full of provocation. The Sword Spirit in his body had already started to revolve rapidly, condensing into a chaotic circle. Sword cultivators and other cultivators may not have the same path, but they all had different paths. In the end, they would all be able to condense the Transcendence Spirit and Transcendence Soul, becoming the basis for him to obtain his own Power of Destiny.    

    

Ordinary cultivators use their bodies as their Dao Bodies to condense a soul that catered to the power of the Heavens and Earth. Afterwards, their spirit and flesh became one, transcending the bindings of the Heaven and Earth. Sword cultivators, on the other hand, used the Sword Dao as their foundation, and began to use it to condense their own bodies.    

    

When the Spirit Stage condenses a Sword Spirit, the spirit rises to the surface, stepping into the Profound Stage, the spirits converge, stepping into the Core Essence Stage. Afterwards, the sword and spirit will converge, truly forming the foundation of the Sword Dao's body, becoming one with the spirit flesh of other cultivators.    

    

"Rumble …" The scattered thunder clouds gathered together once more. This time, the power of thunder was even stronger than last time. However, Sikong Banyu's mouth revealed a sneer, as if everything was within his calculations, the sword made from Heavenly Edict in his hand suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, he welcomed the lightning attack without dodging at all.    

    

"Crack …" The power of thunder bombarded Sikong Banyu's body. The terrifying electric currents covered his entire body, causing Sikong Banyu to feel dizzy for a short moment. However, he quickly reacted. There were no wounds on his body, just a slight ache.    

    

"It's not enough …" Sikong Banyu could feel that the gathering of the Sword Spirit in his body was much faster than before. However, with such speed, it was impossible to forcefully condense the sword's soul. The baptism of lightning should be stronger.    

    

Thinking of this, Sikong Banyu looked up at the next wave of thunder energy that he was about to condense. His eyes revealed a hint of craziness as he charged up a distance, getting closer to the thundercloud. The onlookers' mouths were already parched from the shock. Their minds were already filled with terror, and even if they were composed, there were only two demons left in their minds.    

    

If even the lightning had directly withstood it, what else could it be other than a monstrous genius?    

    

"Rumble …" This time, the thunder came down. Sikong Banyu closed his eyes and welcomed them without avoiding at all. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.    

    

"Are you here? "Perfect …"