Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2126 Chapter 1004: Qin Cangliu

His face scorched with heat, his mind reeling in confusion, Wu Ming stood utterly dumbfounded.

"Could this be... the Fireball Technique?"

"From such a distance, how on earth did it strike me so quickly?"

He simply couldn't comprehend it. Right in front of him, all he'd witnessed was a thin strand of flame, merely a hazy, incomplete orb of fire.

But the very next moment, that fireball detonated right against his face?

Just how fast was that?

Besides, was this truly the Fireball Technique?

The sheer power, the intense backlash—it's far too "intense," right? It felt just like a "cannon blast," sending chills straight to the scalp.

Thanks to the Dao Discussion Jade's safeguard, participants in the sword discussion avoided any real injury.

However, the residual scorching sensation and agony, along with the jolt, remained vividly perceptible.

This fireball proved exceptionally cunning, taking him completely by surprise.

Wu Ming nearly toppled from the explosion's force, staggering several paces until he scarcely regained his footing, then shook his head repeatedly to recover from the Fireball Technique's startling impact.

Suddenly, Wu Ming's eyelid spasmed sharply, and he cried out inwardly:

"This is bad!"

He hastily glanced upward, and as expected, a sword aura gleaming like pure moonlight was condensing.

Linghu Xiao, held back throughout the bout, now burned with fury and refused to spare Wu Ming.

Their teamwork with Mo Hua was seamless. As Mo Hua deployed the Fireball Technique to create an opening, Linghu Xiao had already started channeling his power.

When Wu Ming finally recovered, the sword aura stood fully prepared.

Linghu Xiao fixed Wu Ming with an icy stare, viewing him as good as deceased. With a sharp cry, he slashed his longsword, unleashing a Zhang-wide Chongxu sword beam.

This sword beam possessed tremendous keenness.

Wu Ming wasn't stupid and at once sought to flee.

The Iron Armor Talisman's protection lingered, capable of weakening the sword aura's might, yet he had no desire to confront Linghu Xiao's strike directly.

A sword beam unleashed by a once-in-five-centuries Sword Dao Genius was no trifling matter.

Should he evade this sword beam, Linghu Xiao's spiritual power would drain away, leaving him vulnerable like a sheep ripe for the kill.

The rest would merely be helpless targets awaiting their fate.

Afterward, he could deal with the brat who'd ambushed him using the Fireball Technique.

Wu Ming pivoted, pushed off the ground with his foot, and attempted to dash away swift as racing flames.

Yet right then, a piercing whistle sliced the atmosphere.

A fireball streaked a direct crimson trail, slamming into Wu Ming's back prior to the noise even reaching.

"Damn it all, what in the world is this..."

Wu Ming seethed with rage, though the hit threw his body off-kilter, causing him to stagger and collapse.

The rushing Chongxu sword aura descended in a flash, slashing down upon him with brutal force.

A faint blue radiance surfaced on Wu Ming's form, countering the Chongxu sword aura's assault, while simultaneously, the light from the Dao Discussion Jade at his brow dimmed swiftly.

At last, the light vanished entirely, and the Dao Discussion Jade cracked apart.

Wu Ming's complexion drained of color, yet he remained helpless.

In a burst of faint glow, his silhouette faded away completely, teleported from the sword discussion field.

Wu Ming had been vanquished.

Linghu Xiao gripped his sword with one hand, breathing in labored heaves.

Even as a Sword Dao Genius boasting formidable sword aura, such "prowess" merely reflected raw cultivation might.

Real battles shift unpredictably, presenting utterly distinct scenarios.

He now truly grasped his Junior Brother's words: a mighty cultivator needs not just overwhelming combat power but also solid battlefield prowess.

His Junior Brother had also brought up an odd concept known as:

Practical Combat Rate.

Raw power paired with a superior practical combat rate forges a genuinely formidable cultivator.

With deep cultivation and superb sword arts, yet without battle savvy, unable to handle stress, and crumbling under focus, one ends up as a mere "paper tiger" pushover.

No matter how robust the combat power, failing to execute it in fights renders it worthless.

Via the Sword Discussion Conference, treating matches as practice, facing off against talents, navigating diverse challenges, honing battlefield skills, boosting the sword arts' real-fight application, and maximizing the Chongxu Sword Skill's potential, a cultivator could evolve into a supreme sword expert down the line.

This matched his Junior Brother's hopes and blueprint for him too.

Linghu Xiao steadied his thoughts, quietly reflecting on successes and failures, before lifting his sword to aim at the four leftover Spirit Talisman Sect cultivators.

His spiritual power teetered on empty, yet with five versus four now, victory was sealed.

As Wu Ming fell, Linghu Xiao could assist in the ongoing clashes. Despite his spiritual power almost spent, the tide turned overwhelmingly in their favor at once.

Mo Hua tossed in several additional fireballs, concluding the sword discussion.

The Taixu Gate emerged victorious.

Over the canvas, Mo Hua and his allies' forms slowly dissolved.

The spectators beyond fell silent briefly, before murmurs erupted in all directions:

"Linghu Xiao remains as formidable as ever..."

"The Taixu Gate barely claimed this bout..."

"That Mo Hua, he's got real potential—his Fireball Technique appears... rather solid?"

"Indeed, pretty good," another agreed with a nod, adding, "During the deadlock, his Fireball Technique shattered the impasse, rescuing his comrades from danger."

Others disagreed: "Couldn't it be that his teammates ended up in danger precisely because of him?"

"Swap him out for anyone else, and they'd have swept a five-on-five without hassle—why prolong it like that?"

"Plus, relying on just a simple Fireball Technique—doesn't that seem too elementary?"

"Any cultivator bearing the slightest fire attribute in their spiritual root ought to master a Fireball Technique, no?"

"Have you ever witnessed elite disciples from great clans depending on the Fireball Technique at the Sword Discussion Conference? Wouldn't they dread becoming the butt of jokes..."

"Still, his Fireball Technique feels a bit unusual... it holds some odd flair..." one mused.

At those words, numerous observant cultivators displayed pensive looks.