Commanding Wind and Cloud

"You son of a bitch. I’m going to kill you!"

Like an Undead lying on top of a corpse mountain, Wei Buhuan was stained with blood. Bending his back into a shrimp, he looked somewhat creepy. The eyes blooming with blue light were cold and scary. No one dared to let down their guard.

In a few seconds, his face, the only part that had stayed clean, turned all black and blue first, followed by the skin under the blood stains.

Students standing behind Wei Buhuan suddenly reeled a little and the ruddy faces all turned blue-black. Rolling eyes involuntarily, they passed out as white foam kept coming out from their mouths.

It was poison!

And abruptly, Wei Buhuan took out a pot from the bag hanging around his waist! In it, he snatched out two dark scorpions. Out of all expectations, he gnawed and devoured them with his stained teeth.

Nothing could be heard except the chewing creaks on the dance floor. The white and red liquid in that hole had long turned black and the eyes become much bluer. It looked extremely strange.

"Go to hell now!"

Prone upon the ground once again, the scorpion initiated another attack! It seemed like a bombing scene wherever he passed. He smashed his claw-like leg against Qian Jin’s head, which gave off a pungent smell. Suddenly a black arc line appeared in the sky as if space had been torn apart by the ferocious poison.

The fishy-smelling air came drifting in Qian Jin’s nose. He felt he was suffocating and it took longer to move his body.

Wei Buhuan had never been insulted like this before, not even by Linguan Skylan last time though he had lost the battle. Today there were too many spectators and Qian Jin was just a freshman. Being so seriously injured in public that he might not be able to recover? To Wei Buhuan, it was the first time in his life!

Only by chopping Qian Jin down could he avenge the insult! He didn’t care if the academy were to dismiss him or send him to the Human-Demon Battlefront.

The Warrior Power kept running and the energy connections almost arrived the limit point. While burning pain shot through every corner of his body, he launched the fighting technique [Poison Pure Domination]! Break it up!

A mass of black smoke mixing with the stench of blood instantly glutted the fist of Wei Buhuan! The pungent smell became a dozen times stronger and a few students standing far away didn’t survive this. Some quick thinkers immediately turned on their defense spell or Warrior Power.

"Humph."

Obviously, Linguan Skylan who had always been sitting tight didn’t see this as a threat at all. After the signal was let out, the two eyes of Linguan Lingfeng suddenly brightened and a golden light broke out from his body. As a roar rocked the whole dance floor, a Griffin King Soul Power of three meters long rose above his head.

That’s not all! A pair of snow wings stretched out from his back as he switched the Bloodline Battle Form on. In a flash, the soul power had reached its target without a halt in the air. Raising his palm high up and smashing it down, Linguan Lingfeng looked so aggressive as if he could crumble everything in the world, including the air.

Bang! As expected, the towering Griffin King Soul Power got Wei Buhuan pressed into the ground with only one paw as if he were only a turtle. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t move a little! In desperation, he looked at Qian Jin with a hysterical pair of eyes.

Soul Power! All the students were stunned! The 3rd man on the Hundred Battle Ranking List was in possession of his own Soul Power! Without much effort, he triumphed over the man at full stretch.

Qian Jin’s eyes twitched a few times at this. That was a bloodline descendant. Though the Ten Bloodlines were indeed inferior to the Three Ultimate Supreme Bloodlines, they should never be looked down upon! The man was just five years older than Qian Jin, but he had already possessed his own Soul Power! And he only ranked third!

Looking over Linguan Lingfeng and stared at Linguan Skylan who was about to stand up, Qian Jin secretly wondered what a powerhouse the number 1 would be.

Out of the shadow, Linguan Skylan slowly walked into the dance floor. He was just over 6 feet but seemed much taller the [Colossus] Titan Tsemo.

Putting on a defiant expression, Titan Tsemo looked at the ruler here and cursed in heart, "Dickhead! You were just born earlier than me! I would definitely be much stronger if I were you. Soul Power? What’s the big deal? I would get it sooner or later."

Sensing that Linguan Skylan was checking on him, Qian Jin looked over into the eyes for the very first time. The number 1 of the Punitive Expedition Academy had a head of golden locks, which fell upon his shoulders. His hands were unusually large, but not stout, for which he might be taken for a pianist instead of a warrior.

The forehead was large as well as the cheeks. The nose of strong character, the thick lips along with the generous shoulders... But Linguan Skylan was not just large in shape. It was the presence that made him a natural general on the battlefield.

For fear that they might piss off the Griffin King, the audience subconsciously stepped backward to give way. Tecne Matten didn’t move at first. But in the end, he also did the same when Linguan Skylan was three steps away. Rocking the holding fan in hand, he had the humble and polite smile on his face all the time.

After nodding to Tence Matten, Linguan Skylan kept walking. Noises came out from the crowd. What was going on? Had the number 1 really greeted the last there? He had never done this, not even to the top 10! While people were too absorbed in this, they even didn’t notice the man had stopped in front of Qian Jin.

"I have seen your strength and courage." Holding both hands behind his back, Linguan Skylan examined Qian Jin from head to toe. "How about this? I spare you from kneeling, you can be my personal retinue for a year?"

Calmly and quietly, Qian Jin looked back at Linguan Skylan. Why did this man always talk like he was a head taller than others? Any words from him sounded like the king’s reward. Ordinary warriors might sell themselves to him the minute he spoke.

But his father was still imprisoned in the Qian Family. Otherwise... Qian Jin smiled... It was highly possible that he would have already said yes by now.

"Sorry, I just do not want to do a retinue."

The man’s pupils contracted at that second. The surprise, as faint as fog, appeared and faded away before anyone detected it. The majestic demeanor developed during these years with what Linguan Linfeng had done just now was not enough to win him over?

"You want a mediocre life?" Keeping his hands behind, Linguan Skylan slightly chinned up and looked at Qian Jin out of the corner of his eye. Just like this, he made himself the king again as if a God in the Stars were lecturing his believers. "Latent Thunder is a Divine Fighting Technique, but you can’t use it to the fullest. It’s a big waste."

The surrounding Nosey Parkers all echoed by nodding. Some kiss-asses even looked at Qian Jin in a detesting way like he had made a huge mistake by keeping the Divine Fighting Technique to himself instead of giving it to Linguan Skylan.

"I’ll send you a secret scroll that could open 74 Energy Reservoirs," Linguan Skylan placed down his chin to where it belonged but was still wearing the commanding express. "It suits you better than the Latent Thunder! You have capabilities! With it, you may obtain a Soul Power in the future."

Boom! Boom! Boom! The crowd exploded. 74 Energy Reservoirs? How they wished they could say yes for Qian Jin. Compared with fighting techniques, Warrior Power mattered more.

Besides this benefit, Qian Jin could also be a personal retinue of Linguan Skylan for a whole year, He could learn the most from him. It was way more profitable that attending the classes!

Now throughout the whole academy, in addition to the Big Four professors and the principal, no one could surpass Linguan Skylan in terms of theoretical knowledge. Some instructors even went to Linguan Skylan to discuss theories!

"What a coincidence! I kind of have such a secret scroll too!" Slowly down the stairs, Titan Tsemo walked into the central spot step by step. To the spectators, the towering giant was nothing but a junior compared with Linguan Skylan.

Being large was sometimes a kind of power and Titan Tsemo had played this advantage to its maximum. "And, I can also offer you another set of Killer Fighting Technique thought it is not that awesome as your Divine Fighting Technique! You said you didn’t want to be a retinue of a young warrior? But... How about the Family Leader of our Titan Bloodline? I can write you a recommendation."

What? The Family Leader of Titan Bloodline? Wasn’t that Titan Tianzhu, one of the strongest of warriors in the Zence Empire?

The whispers instantly died down. The students present couldn’t even find a way to express their jealousy! Compared to the retinue position of Titan Tianzhu, that of Linguan Skylan’s wouldn’t seem very appealing now.

Linguan Skylan was, after all, a promising warrior while Titan Tianzhu was a top leader. Whenever he appeared on the Human-Demon Battlefront, the Demons had to dispatch the best Bulk Demon Warrior for this unbeatable rival!

Besides, Qian Jin could get another set of Killer Fighting Technique! Well, fighting techniques were classified into five levels! And the 6th level was called Advanced Fighting Techniques, the 9th level was called Killer Fighting Technique and the 12th level was the legendary Divine Fighting Technique!