Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

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The cat demon swiftly climbed up the stairs.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

She wasn’t the fastest one to pass through, as there were still two people ahead of her.

Among them, a young man was the fastest, his feet almost turning into a blur, making it hard to see his leg movements clearly.

At first glance, it didn’t look like a fast sprint, but more like a large bird gliding close to the ground.

"Such graceful skills," Zhao Hu couldn’t help but admire.

"Not only is this person agile, but also incredibly fast. Truly a talented youth."

Although Zhao Hu was looking for someone to inherit the spear technique from "Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear".

But if the person was too excellent, passing on the technique wouldn’t be a problem.

Ordinary people couldn’t see clearly this person’s moves, but he could see clearly, and he was familiar with them.

The opponent’s lightness skill… clearly it was the best lightness skill in the world, Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps.

He looked like a young man in his twenties, but his skill in Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps lightness was quite high, making Qiao Mu take notice.

"Could he be from the Wuji Association?" Qiao Mu wondered.

Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps is a superb level lightness skill, known for its extreme difficulty.

He had briefly fought with Wu Qiankun before, even Wu Qiankun, the number one person under Martial Saint, had not mastered Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps, but used "Ex-human Transformation" instead.

This young man with the extremely high lightness skill was obviously not simple.

At this moment, Impermanent Demon Cat had already reached halfway up the mountain road.

Standing in front of her was a strong big man over two meters tall, with a leopard head and circular eyes.

This big man is wide and strong, but he has a noticeable leopard head on top of his head, he is a half-demon from Xishan Village.

The famous Spear Saint in the past was known for his kindness and came from the Southwest Province. He even adopted a group of half-demons led by "Qing Li".

Although Spear Saint has passed away, in Xishan Village, there are still some half-demons living here besides the Zhao family members.

"Among Spear Saint’s disciples, there are indeed some powerful and strong half-demons." the big man with a leopard head spoke in a deep voice:

"His technique ‘Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear’ requires at least two thousand pounds of strength to perform."

"So the second test is about physical strength—-"

Before he could finish speaking, the big man with a leopard head suddenly felt dizzy, and found himself unable to break free from the grip of the Grim Reaper holding his wrists like an iron clamp.

The towering two-meter tall man’s face turned red, his muscles bulging, but he gradually lost to the slender Grim Reaper without being able to resist.

The tall and imposing half-demon, standing at two meters tall, was completely powerless against the Grim Reaper holding his hands at this moment.

He finally sat down heavily, panting on the ground before slowly getting up.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" the burly man with a leopard-patterned headband asked with wide eyes.

"I said this is a test of skill, not a test against me."

The burly man with a leopard-patterned headband gestured towards several huge rocks by the mountain path, shrugging helplessly.

"In this challenge, all you have to do is lift this massive 2,000-pound rock to pass, I’m not asking you to compete with me."

"Forget it, little girl, you don’t need to lift it, just go up."

The big man with leopard-like head and ringed eyes felt helpless.

Two thousand pounds already exceeded the physical limit of a fourth rank martial artist.

So, those who can lift two thousand pounds of stone either have exceptional talent and have consumed precious treasures, or have mastered top-notch martial arts, gradually building strength through long-term training.

As a half-demon, he inherited the bloodline of the demon race, naturally possessing much greater strength than this and far exceeding the so-called human physical limits.

The strength of this little girl is much greater than his, so the outcome is already very clear.

"Is she also a half-demon? Inheriting the bloodline of the demon race? I wonder which powerful demon’s descendant she is, so fierce." The big man with leopard-like head and ringed eyes shook his head.

Half-demon?

Zhao Hu looked back at Qiao Mu thoughtfully.

"The Zhou family is full of hidden talents," he sighed.

"Although this young girl is strong, as a half-demon, she may not be suitable for mastering the ‘Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear’ and developing internal strength, right?"

In this world, most half-demons find it difficult to practice the martial arts techniques of pure-blooded humans due to differences in their body structure and meridians, making it hard to cultivate internal strength.

Half-demons often have much greater physical strength than ordinary humans, while human martial artists may not be as strong but possess internal strength.

The martial artist can unleash their internal strength in the air and the force can penetrate through the body, making it more destructive. However, once the internal strength is depleted, it needs a long time of meditation and rest to recover.

Body muscle strength gives more endurance and quicker recovery.

Qiao Mu relied on the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method to multiply his internal strength, overpowering others repeatedly.

"You’re mistaken, she is not a half-demon," Qiao Mu casually remarked while reading a small booklet in his hand.

The small booklet in his hand was a thoughtful gift from Zhao Hu, containing the martial arts wisdom of the Spear Saint in his later years.

It briefly described the life of the Spear Saint, highlighting his mastery with a long spear and a move called ‘Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix’, making him unbeatable in his prime. By the age of forty, his spear skills had reached their peak, becoming the best in the world.

However, just two years after becoming the best in the world, he encountered the Earth Sword Immortal.

Defeated by the Earth Sword Immortal’s Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship, the Spear Saint didn’t despair but rather saw the Earth Sword Immortal as his strong rival.

After meditating atop the Western Mountain for ten years, he finally created a new killing move, "Jingwei Fills the Sea," inspired by the Earth Sword Immortal’s technique.

The Spear Saint’s notes read:

"Although Earth Sword Immortal may seem unconventional, he is truly a person of high moral character."

"His Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship is about cutting off all retreat, with one sword strike making me invincible, focusing all my energy and spirit into that one sword."

"And my ultimate move ‘Jingwei Filling the Sea’ is inspired by the myth of Jingwei filling the sea, representing unwavering determination till death."

Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship is sacrificing all to strike with an unstoppable blow.

While Jingwei Filling the Sea symbolizes the unwavering commitment even until death.

"At the age of forty, I, the old man, was invincible in the mortal realm, undefeated, hailed by martial artists as the Spear Saint, the foremost martial arts master of our time."

"At forty-two, I suffered a tragic defeat at the hands of Earth Sword Immortal, all the honors of my earlier life turned into stepping stones for Earth Sword Immortal. From then on, I became second to none."

"At forty-five, during the Inhuman War, I secretly challenged Yunxiao Sect Inhuman Yu Shan, and was soundly defeated and nearly died."

"Since that day, I realized that human strength can sometimes run out."

"The cultivators in this world are as vast as the ocean, beyond the reach of mere human effort. No matter how hard one tries in a lifetime, it is impossible to make even a slight impact."

"I sat alone on the peak of West Mountain for ten years, dedicating all my energy to the exploration of martial arts skills."

"After ten years, I finally mastered the deadly move ‘Jingwei Fills the Sea’."

"Yet in the end, I still could not surpass the peak swordsmanship of Earth Sword Immortal."

"I remain steadfast in ‘Jingwei Fills the Sea’ until death. Even though I may not achieve it in this lifetime, I am willing to give my all."

"I go to this appointment, ready to fight to the death with Martial Saint and other outstanding heroes of our time whom I have not seen in ten years. It seems like a life-and-death situation."

"I leave behind this book to be given to future generations."

This martial arts insight is not a secret martial arts manual.

In the first half, it is the life story of Spear Saint himself.

In the second half, it is about Spear Saint’s personal exploration and insights into martial arts in his later years.

Reading the handwriting above, Qiao Mu found himself somewhat admiring Spear Saint.

This Spear Saint indeed faced challenges in his lifetime.

Before Earth Sword Immortal and after Martial Saint, Spear Saint unfortunately encountered political interference during his time.

Despite being a martial arts leader, Spear Saint’s fame and honor were overshadowed by Earth Sword Immortal.

Due to Spear Saint’s short-lived title as "the best in the world," which lasted only two years, Earth Sword Immortal took over the crown.

Therefore, in the eyes of the public, the title of martial arts leader for Spear Saint seemed somewhat less credible, lacking true value, and he was later only referred to as the second best in the world.

After becoming the best in the world and invincible in his time, Spear Saint faced three devastating defeats.

Earth Sword Immortal lost once, and inhuman Yu Shan lost twice.

After sitting still for ten years and figuring out the killing move "Jingwei Fills the Sea," he encountered a Martial Saint who had been practicing Martial Saint Spiritual Technique for ten years.

Instead of making a comeback, he died directly.

Truly a cause for regret and sighs.

"If Spear Saint were born in this modern era of martial arts, I believe he would have achieved even greater success," Qiao Mu lamented slightly.

Flipping through the small booklet in his hand, he roughly skimmed through the martial arts insights at the end.

At this moment, Zhao Hu had already led them to the mountaintop of West Mountain.

The mountaintop was a relatively flat open space, which used to be the training ground of the former Spear Saint.

On one side of the training ground, there stood a large rock with carved patterns on it.

Qiao Mu carefully looked at the stone sculpture, which showed a bird carrying a stone and flying towards the ocean.

"Is this the Jingwei Filling the Sea painting? This Spear Saint, in his later years, humbly learned stone carving skills from the Earth Sword Immortal. It’s not a lie at all."

Qiao Mu chuckled silently.

Ultimately, the Spear Saint had a broad heart. Despite being a top martial artist, he could set aside his pride after a crushing defeat and become a student of the Earth Sword Immortal.

He wasn’t afraid of being laughed at by future generations and even recorded the event.

Ding ding ding.

At this moment, a member of the Zhao family rang the bronze bell on the mountaintop, diverting Qiao Mu’s attention from the booklet.

When he turned back, he noticed that Anchang had already passed through three trials and reached the mountaintop.

Besides her, Wu Rulong and a young man with black ponytail hair also reached the mountain peak.

Looking around, everyone had exceptional charm, they were not ordinary people.

"Now that we are at the mountaintop with three people, it is natural for there to be another competition to see who will obtain the secret technique," Zhao Hu cleared his throat and said.

So, at the martial arts arena on the mountaintop called Spear Saint, Anchang and Wu Rulong stood facing each other from a distance.

As for the young man with a ponytail, he stood quietly behind the crowd, waiting without saying a word.

"It’s up to you now, Ryu," Wu Qiankun’s eyes sharpened.

In an instant, Wu Rulong moved.

Swirling around, he pivoted his waist, energetically completing the motion of passing the spear to his hand and thrusting it forward.

The tip of the long spear in his hand flashed like a cold star, piercing sharply with a whistling sound as it shot out like a dragon.

A fierce energy spread with the long spear, creating an explosion in the air, condensing into a dragon-shaped shadow.

He acted decisively and ruthlessly, aiming straight for the unpredictable throat.

Before the spear could reach its target, the grand momentum had already caught the attention of the Zhao family elders watching the battle.

Wu Rulong, recognized as the top talent in spear martial arts by the Martial Saint, thus joined the seventy-two wise men.

Clan leader Zhao Hu stroked his short beard and exclaimed:

"Although young in age, this spear technique is already perfected."

"With just one spear thrust, all his strength is focused into a single strike, surpassing a normal full-powered attack. Has he mastered an advanced martial skill at such a young age?"

His thrust only pierced through a void, creating a loud explosion in the air, with sand and dust swirling.

The unpredictable opponent had vanished without a trace.

Wu Rulong stood in place with his spear, looking somewhat bewildered.

But in the next moment, a hand suddenly emerged from the shadow under his feet, grabbed his ankle, and pulled hard.

With a loud bang, Wu Rulong fell forward to the ground, creating a shallow pit in the martial arts arena, covered in dirt and looking completely different from his fierce self just a moment ago.

"This is called sparring–" he widened his eyes, trying to say something, but was pulled by a great force, causing him to fall flat on the ground with his limbs spread out, hitting his head on the ground. He couldn’t stand up, and the long spear in his hand had slipped away.

Instantly, the Grim Reaper emerged from the shadow, picked up Wu Rulong’s long spear, forcefully bent it, and tied one of Wu Rulong’s hands behind his back while he lay on the ground.

"Hmm… Is it over now?" Zhao Hu and the rest of the Zhao clan members exchanged glances.

Although the Grim Reaper’s ability to vanish into the shadow was clearly not martial arts, it seemed to be a power of some kind of monster…

But their strengths were clearly quite different; the young girl had only used a few tricks, rendering Wu Rulong almost defenseless.

Victory is victory, defeat is defeat.

"There’s one more match left, we can only rely on the young man with the green ponytail," Zhao Hu had now recognized the Grim Reaper’s monstrous identity, furrowing his brow slightly, reluctant to hand over the "Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear."

Even though all three passed the assessment, it was clear that Wu Rulong was the better choice to inherit the spear skills.

Among the disciples of Spear Saint, there was a half-demon named Zhao Hu who didn’t care about different races. He just hoped to find a pure-blood human descendant who could develop internal strength…

"Hmm? Where is that young man with good lightness skills and a ponytail we saw earlier?" Zhao Hu looked around but couldn’t spot him in the crowd.

Meanwhile, Wu Qiankun standing next to him let out a soft sigh.

"Wu Rulong, you are still weak in the end."

Wu Rulong, who was being pressed down, tried to say something in response but couldn’t form any words.

In the Wuji Association, the rule was simple: The strong were respected, and it was a matter of winner takes all, regardless of the means used to achieve victory.

Wu Qiankun stood up and walked towards Zhao Hu step by step, his expression turning colder by the moment.

He had initially intended to follow the rules and show some respect to the descendant of Spear Saint.

But now Wu Rulong’s plans have failed, and he won’t just sit back and let "Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear" slip away.

"I thought I could give the former Spear Saint some face. Now it seems I was being naive, shouldn’t have wasted my efforts."

He twisted his neck, joints making cracking sounds like frying beans, his body expanding a bit, even his facial features subtly changing.

"I’m tired of this game of testing the weak."

Wu Qiankun’s towering three-meter tall figure stood in front of Zhao Hu, his shadow alone completely covering Zhao Hu.

He lowered his eyelids, looking down at the elderly man in front of him:

"Now, it’s the turn of the strong."

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