Chapter 44 The Second Floor of the Battle Tower



His parents' figures faded from his memory.

Jiang Wuyuan washed his hands and sat back down at the dining table.

"Come on, let's eat." The woman said, placing the tenderest rabbit leg directly into Jiang Wuyuan's bowl. "Eat more, this used to be your favorite."

Jiang Wuyuan stared at the rabbit leg for two seconds, then picked it up and took a bite.

Surprisingly, it tasted extremely delicious, and the meat was tender and juicy.

"Delicious," Jiang Wuyuan commented casually.

"Eat more if it's delicious."

As soon as the man sat down at the table, he looked Jiang Wuyuan up and down: "How's it like going to university? Why did you suddenly come home today?"

Jiang Wuyuan was slightly taken aback: "University is great. It's nothing, I just came back to visit."

"Hmph, brat, how old are you and still homesick?" The man curled his lip in disdain, but his eyes were full of joy.

The woman glared at the man, displeased: "How dare you talk like that? I'm overjoyed that Xiao Yuan is back!"

"Yes, yes, you spoil him the most."

Jiang Wuyuan silently watched the two bicker, and for some reason, the words in his heart blurted out.

"I fought a Martial Emperor a couple of days ago and almost got killed by him. Also, before that, in the Abyss, we encountered a fourth-tier peak alien race. Luckily, I had teammates with me, and we managed to kill it together."

The man and woman paused in their chopsticks, glancing at Jiang Wuyuan, whose expression remained calm, their eyes filled with worry.

The woman put down her chopsticks first, gripped Jiang Wuyuan's shoulders tightly, and checked his body from head to toe: "Xiaoyuan, are you hurt anywhere? Let Mom take a look. Did you suffer some injustice at school?"

"Hmph, Martial Emperor..." The man's face was gloomy. Thinking that he only had the cultivation of Martial King, he couldn't bring himself to say anything about revenge. He could only offer dry words of comfort, "You should cultivate hard and give him a good beating in the future."

Jiang Wuyuan smiled slightly as he observed their reactions.

The smile was fleeting, disappearing again into those deep eyes.

"Thanks."

Even if it's fake.

Jiang Wuyuan summoned the Star Devourer in his hand and held it tightly.

"I'm doing very well now. My talent has also leveled up to a level I didn't even know existed. My teachers and mentors have been very good to me and taught me a lot. I've also made friends and gained Uncle Huo." Jiang Wuyuan looked at the two men with a calm expression and an accepting gaze.

"I'm leaving."

The woman seemed to understand something; she slowly released her hands from Jiang Wuyuan's shoulders and sat back down next to him.

She didn't say a word, but she gazed at him tenderly.

The moment Jiang Wuyuan swung his sword, he almost lost control of his emotions.

Sword-drawing technique.

Click—

Amidst the fragmented scene, Jiang Wuyuan seemed to hear the woman say—

You did a great job.

——

I opened my eyes, and there were still those familiar nine steps in front of me.

Having mastered the art of controlling his own emotions, Jiang Wuyuan stared expressionlessly at the third step and strode up.

The next few steps present challenges, some like the first step, and others like other alluring illusions.

However, apart from the second level, no other level of challenge could stop him for more than ten seconds.

Soon, Jiang Wuyuan arrived at the seventh floor.

They were very close to the finish line, and Jiang Wuyuan even discovered that he could see the view from the third floor.

Without hesitation, he took another step.

The eighth floor.

Buzz—

This layer is a very clear watershed.

There weren't many fancy things, just a direct attack coming straight at you.

Once you've done that, you can move on to the next level.

If you can't catch it, then you'll fall here.

Based on the test given by Jiang Wuyuan's strength, the intensity of this attack has almost reached the limit of a Martial King.

The blade flashed like a moon, and the space where the blade met the air showed faint signs of breaking.

Jiang Wuyuan's expression remained unchanged.

Although he had only killed a peak Martial King once with the help of his teammates, it did not mean that he would be afraid of him.

War Cry!

boom--

This was the first time he had used the skill that Ruan Yanqing had given him, and he could feel that all of his attributes had improved significantly.

Next.

Draw your sword!

Chant—

The Star Devourer in his hand shone with golden light, and a sword aura condensed with Jiang Wuyuan's peak sword intent slashed out horizontally.

Perhaps the Sword Drawing Technique isn't as high-ranking as Feng Hua's, but it's definitely Jiang Wuyuan's favorite skill, without a doubt.

So much so that the proficiency in this skill is ridiculously high, almost reaching the edge of perfection.

clang--

The two attacks collided in mid-air, and the intense friction produced a dazzling display of sparks, which was quite a sight to behold.

After a brief stalemate, the sword light from the sword-drawing technique gradually shattered.

This was also within Jiang Wuyuan's expectations.

After all, he is still far from reaching the peak of the Martial King realm.

But he is not limited to launching only one attack.

Following its will, Devouring Star shone once more, escaping Jiang Wuyuan's palm like an arrow and shooting towards the two still locked in a stalemate.

Sword Control Technique!

Click—

The blade shattered, transforming into countless starlight points across the sky.

Jiang Wuyuan recalled the Devouring Star and held it in his hand, dispelling the blessing of the battle cry.

His breathing was a little unsteady, so Jiang Wuyuan sat down cross-legged and regulated his breathing for a while.

It won't make a difference if it's just a few more minutes.

Once he regained his peak condition, Jiang Wuyuan got up and headed towards the ninth step.

——

The old man, who was watching all this from the shadows, clicked his tongue in amazement and looked at the scene with great emotion.

Countless geniuses and prodigies have failed at this step; it remains to be seen whether this sword cultivator can overcome it.

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