XuanHuan 11
Mo Ruxi opted to yield, for she did not want to consume the vital power of Nie Tian even to the slightest.
The battle between Nie Tian and Ba Ziliang must be a difficult one.
Ba Ziliang was very powerful indeed, and Mo Ruxi believed she herself wouldn't be a match to him. So she would bet on Nie Tian.
"Don't worry. The death's coming," Nie Tian put on his faint smile and meanwhile a resolute look.
The Competition continued, Ma Gang versus Ba Ziliang. Ma admitted defeat directly and naturally.
Ma Gang could make it to the top four only because he was rather lucky than powerful. So his defeat had been expected and did not set off any sensation.
The admission of defeat by Mo Ruxi and Ma Gang put forward the confrontation of Nie Tian and Ba Ziliang.
"Nie Tian, move your ass and meat your death." Ba Ziliang stepped onto the Contest Field first and pointed at Nie Tian with sheer arrogance and anger. He really could wait any longer for this battle.
"You're dead meat." Nie Tian moved his body and appeared on the Field in an amazing manner.
Nie Tian too had waited long for the fight.
Before they started, the intensity between them sparkled a heated discussion in the audience.
"The finale of the Kung Fu Competition is finally on. I really wonder who will win the first."
"It must be the young master Ba Ziliang who will get the best of Nie Tian. Nie Tian has been a loser for three years. The sudden rise must have one explanation, some adventure. But Ba Zilianig has now reached the fifth level of Vital Spirits. Not a single opponent could sustain and survive one move of him. The way I see it, Nie Tian can't withstand a move."
"I'm with you. Nie Tian has been three years behind. Even the most amazing talent could not bridge the gap. He is nothing but a joke."
Admittedly, Nie Tian did not give the best account of himself on that Contest Field. Although everyone would acknowledge that he was something, but they believed that there zero chance to defeat Ba Ziliang.
On the platform, Ba Zili put on his malicious smile, "Didn't think a loser like Nie Tian could have his vital spirit awakened. No wonder Mr. Magistrate is confident in him."
Mo Tai smiled faintly, "Mr. Ba, you keep calling Nie Tian a loser. But don't you forget the loser disabled your eldest son and defeated your second son. And the retarded son shall thank Nie Tian for everything he's got now. You call him a loser, which means your three sons are worse, doesn't it?"
"Mo Tai, you..." Ba Wuli stood up suddenly and glared at Mo Tai angrily, bitterly irritated.
Nie Wenyuan laughed, "What's wrong, Mr. Ba? That gets under your skin, right? You shouldn't have humiliated anyone. Look what's got you here."
"Mr. Ba, take it easy." Other family masters tried to seek a reconciliation.
Ba Wuli sat down again, trying to contain his anger, "Mo Tai and Nie Wenyuan, you can savor your moments now. After now, you will kneel down before me."[我这边看到的原文是：
墨泰淡淡一笑，回道："巴家主，你一口一个废物地叫着，可是别忘了，这个废物可是废了你的大儿子，打败了你的二儿子，而且你那白痴的三儿子也是拜聂天所赐吧。如果聂天是废物，你的三个儿子岂不是连废物都不如。"
"墨泰你···"被戳中伤疤，巴无礼腾地站起来，怒瞪墨泰。
聂文远哈哈一笑，道："怎么啦巴家主，伤疤被揭开，知道疼了吗？早知如此，就不要羞辱别人！"
"巴家主，息怒息怒。"其他的几位家主纷纷劝解。
巴无礼重新坐下，心头怒喝："墨泰，聂文远，就让你们再猖狂一会，过了今晚，我让你们跪在地上求我！"
Both Mo Tai and Nie Wenyuan knew what was on the mind of Ba Wuli, not feeling like to take him seriously.
Other family masters were kept in the dark and knew nothing.
Gradually, the crowd became quiet. Numerous eyes were cast onto the Contest Field.
Nie Tian and Ba Ziliang stood before each other within five meters. There was fire in their eyes.
"Nie Tian, I have to admit that you are quite out of my expectation. But you are no longer the top talent of Moyang City. But I am not what I was three years ago. You and I, well, there is a huge gap between us. You've got zero chance to defeat me." Ba Ziliang did not hurry to pull the trigger, but uttered the words coldly.
"A huge gap, huh?" Nie Tian put on an interested smile, "You seem to have a bad memory. Oven a dozen of days ago, I brought a guy down, if I remember correctly. If there is a gap, I am on the top."
Nie Tian displayed tremendous confidence in his tone.
"Nie Tian, you are being cocky." Ba Ziling went into fury as the words stung his heart bitterly.
Buzz.
When the vibration sound of the sword was heard, the vital spirit Fiery Sword appeared.
Ba Ziliang could no longer contain his anger. He moved his body and swept to Nie Tian like a blast of wind.
"Fire Chop!" The Fiery Sword projected a terrifying streak of light against Nie Tian.
It was the first time that Ba Ziliang had used his vital spirit on the Contest Field. And that was the first and fatal move of him. Obviously, he was resolute to make a final strike.
He could not be more resentful with Nie Tian. He would like to eat him alive.
"Warrior God Punch." Nie Tian would return the favor with a move from the Ultimate Warrior God Formula.
"Boom." The punch was bombed out, with such a great impact that there appeared a golden afterimage of the punch.
"Bang." There was a detonation arising out of the clash of the sword light and punch afterimage.
"No fucking way." Ba Ziliang felt his palms going numb. The vital spirit Fiery Sword disappeared in a flash.
Ba Ziliang took a few steps back so as not to lose balance. He looked at his wrist, only to spot a blood mark between the thumb and the index finger.
"How is it possible, your power." Ba Ziliang was more than amazed. His eyes were now sparkling with terror.
The punch of Nie Tian was so formidable. It not only avoided the deadly strike of the sword but also hit Ba Ziliang.
The punch was enough to equal fifteen thousand kilograms.
Fifteen thousand kilograms.
How was that possible.
Generally, even a very talented guy could possess might that amounted to five thousand kilograms at his fifth level of Vital Spirits.
But it was only too incredible for Nie Tian, a Vital Spirits at the second level, to deliver the impact weighing fifteen thousand kilograms.
Nie Tian's power partly came from the nine vital veins. But the majority was from Star Power of the tenth vital vein.
He had awakened power of six stars. Each star would mean a tremendous increase in power.
And given that the Ultimate Warrior God Formula practiced by Nie Tian was a supreme formula, it would be incomprehensible that he could eliver the impact weighing fifteen thousand kilograms.
Still, the first punch of Nie Tian almost turned everyone into stones.
"Judging from that he could defend the Fiery Sword, Nie Tian's physical strength must be over ten thousand kilograms. And that punch was definitely fifteen thousand kilograms. Is the body of Nie Tian, a Vital Spirit at the second level, made of iron?" Mo Tai was mind-absent for a while. Although he knew Nie Tian could always surprise him, he never thought the surprise would escalate to shock.
"Oh, my lord. There is a somebody in this family." Nie Wenyuan was thrilled and exclaiming to himself.
Ba Wuli was a little paled. But soon he got very calm as something dawned upon him.
Moments later, there were a burst of whispers.
"Nie Tian hurt Ba Ziliang with one punch. That's sick."
"Nie Tian's back. Ba Ziliang's down."
"It is too weak of Ba Ziliang not even taking a punch. You sure that he is a Vital Spirits at the fifth level?"
Upon hearing the gossips down there, Ba Ziliang could feel his mouth going to bleed as he gritted his teeth. He thundered, "It's not done yet. Shut up, all of you."
Nie Tian responded with a faint smile, "Certainly not. But now it is my turn."
"Welkin Sword!" Nie Tian took one step forward, with full power and at full speed. The pressure seemed to stir the air between the heaven and earth.
Nie Tian wielded the Welkin Sword and projected a horrible streak of light that targeted at Ba Ziliang.
Nie Tian did not want to waste time on Ba Ziliang. He would finish the little punk ASAP.
"Fire in the Air." Nie Tian came in full swing, but Ba Ziliang would react likewise. He wielded his Fiery Sword to confront the lunge of Nie Tian.
The vibration sound soon summoned the red flames that dashed for Nie Tian.
"Boom." When they collided, the Welkin Sword outperformed the Fiery Sword. The terrible steak of light did not stop but approach the chest of Ba Ziliang.
"Bang." In a dull sound, Ba Ziliang was sent into the air and then fell onto the ground, a scene that shocked the entire audience.
And utter silence hanged over the site.
No one could expect the broken sword of Nie Tian to be that powerful. If the sword was a magic weapon, the power could never be calculated exactly.
"Ziliang.," shouted Ba Zuli, springing up to his feet at the sight that Ba Ziliang was knocked down.
Mo Tai, Nie Wenyuan and others stood up too.
"Hum. Not dead yet? I thought my Welkin Sword is powerful enough." On the Contest Field, Nie Tian frowned a little, for he could still perceive the pressure of Ba Ziliang.
Judging from his current capability, the Welkin Sword should suffice to kill Ba Ziliang in a second. Why was he still breathing?
"Nie Tian, you wanna kill me? Try harder." Ba Ziliang got on his feet. He did not die or even get badly hurt.
"Body-Shield Armor." Nie Tian saw the black armor under the broken cloth of Ba Ziliang, knew the trick instantly and then laughed, "You wear a second-level armor. No wonder the Welkin Sword can't kill you."
Due to the fact that Nie Tian was a Vital Spirits at the second level, he would not likely hurt Ba Ziliang when the Welkin Sword struck the second-level armor, even if it was very powerful indeed.
The Body-Shield Armor was one of the two presents given to Ba Ziliang by Xiong Ba, director of the Bloody Bats.
Xiong Ba's intention was to ensure the victory of Ba Ziliang.
After all, Ba Ziliang would enter the general department on behalf of the thirty-sixth branch. Far be it from Xiong Ba to see anything unfavorable happen to him.
Ba Ziliang stood up and the crowd could finally relieve. They were looking forward to a wonderful fight. And they are not expecting Ba Ziliang to die that easily.
"Fighting in an armor. That's shameless." There was anger in Mo Ruxi's beautiful face.
"What's with that? Get him an armor if he needs,"yelled the minions of the Bas quite proudly.
Nie Tian shook his head, laughing, "Shameless as it is to wear an armor, that's not violating the rules. But it won't change the result."
"You are getting above yourself." Ba Ziliang shouted and wielded his Fiery Sword. This time, the lunge grew violent and reckless.
"Puff. Puff. Puff." The Fiery Sword made three strikes and the three streaks of light came for Nie Tian almost spontaneously.
Nie Tian was very calm. He manoeuvred creepy Leaf and Swan Step, averted the three streaks of light and appeared next to Ba Ziliang the next moment.
The two stood face in face within arm's reach.
"Embrace your death." Nie Tian reached out his big hand and thump the chest of Ba Ziliang with his palm.
"Bang." The tremendous power seemed to find a vent. Ba Ziliang lost his balance and got pressed down onto the ground by Nie Tian.
Although Nie Tian was a Vital Spirits at the second level, his physical strength was superior to that of Ba Ziliang. In a close combat, Ba Ziliang would have no shot to strike back.
"Ah." Chest being controlled, Ba Ziliang felt a mountain above his body. His chest seemed to be bearing a gigantic stone that weighted five thousand tons. He could not help giving screeches with intense pains.