Section 51: Jun Level Spirit Pressure
2013-02-09 Author: Gu Zhenren
“It’s the Princess’s army returning in triumph!”
“Her Highness the Princess, China doesn’t let the brows be outdone, and unified the country in the blink of an eye. Truly a hero…”
“If the old Country Lord knew this from the underworld, shouldn’t he be smiling with relief?” In the year 755 of the Star Calendar, stirred by Chu Yun, Princess Jin Bihan of Dunhuang unified the Dunhuang Country five years earlier than in her previous life, purging various separatist forces and leading her army back in triumph. In Dunhuang City, the common people lined the streets to welcome them, with flowers and applause filling the ancient royal city.
“Greetings, Your Highness the Princess!” A group of city-guarding generals knelt before Jin Bihan with a whoosh. Their expressions were all excited, and the prestige of the Dunhuang Princess had reached its peak.
During their time guarding the rear, the Dunhuang King’s army sliced through thorns and thistles, roamed the battlefield, and sent back frequent victory reports. The demeanor of Jin Bihan, Chu Yun, and Bai Shasha on the battlefield were the topics they discussed most often in their daily lives.
“Rise,” Jin Bihan said calmly, her expression serious. She was worried about the matter concerning Erlang Tian Jun. “Has there been any anomaly in the royal city?”
This expression, in the eyes of the guarding soldiers, added a sense of majesty and made their hearts tremble.
Immediately, the Chief Guard General respectfully replied, “Reporting to Your Highness, everything is well within the royal city, and no anomalies have occurred.”
“En, well done, keep it up.” Jin Bihan said a few perfunctory words. Inwardly, however, she was cursing them as useless, not even knowing that a Jun level expert had infiltrated.
From this, it could be seen that Erlang Tian Jun’s strength was indeed not to be underestimated.
“Is Chu Yun really going to fight such an opponent?” Although she had great confidence in Chu Yun, she couldn’t help but feel agitated when she thought of this.
As the group arrived at the royal palace, Bai Shasha summoned the maid who delivered meals to Feiyu Sword Lord to inquire.
“Since Your Highness and Commander left on the expedition, this servant has been delivering meals without interruption. As for any changes, the only change is that the person who used to guard has been replaced.”
Everyone looked at each other in dismay.
The truth of capturing Feiyu Sword Lord was unknown to anyone except Chu Yun, Xiao Xiaoxian, Bai Shasha, and Jin Bihan. This maid also did not know the details, only knowing that she delivered meals at a fixed time each day.
Chu Yun then inquired further about the appearance of this “guard.” It turned out to be Erlang Tian Jun, who had defeated Xiao Xiaoxian!
“As Chu Yun said, he really didn’t escape, nor did he rescue Feiyu Sword Lord. Instead, he stayed here to wait for our return.”
“Heavens, is there such a strange person in this World?”
After dismissing the palace maid, Bai Shasha and Jin Bihan couldn’t help but exclaim, finding it utterly unbelievable.
In this World, there really were such rescuers. He had clearly succeeded, yet he let go of such a great opportunity and waited for the enemy to react, for the army to return, and to face them head-on in their own lair.
“Sect Master, please allow me to fight!” Xiao Xiaoxian proactively volunteered, his nostrils flaring.
In his opinion, this Erlang Tian Jun was simply going too far. He had the chance to rescue Feiyu Sword Lord and escape, but he didn’t seize it. Instead, he waited for their return.
This behavior was simply too arrogant, showing no regard for them at all.
“Calm down. I will handle this Erlang Tian Jun myself. I want to have a good meeting with him.” Chu Yun glanced at Xiao Xiaoxian, knowing that a large part of his eagerness to fight was to act as his vanguard, weaken the enemy, and pave the way for him.
But how could Chu Yun sacrifice the lives of his trusted subordinates for such a minor advantage in battle? Xiao Xiaoxian was the future Marquis of Theft, and sacrificing him here would be a greatly losing deal. Moreover, he was not afraid of the other party, even if he was a genius of a desperate situation.
“Erlang Tian Jun, you are a complete idiot. You’re a fool whose brain was addled by your studies at Erlang Mountain!” Before Chu Yun and the other three could turn into the prison, they heard Feiyu Sword Lord’s continuous curses.
Ever since Erlang Tian Jun chased away Xiao Xiaoxian and stayed to guard, waiting for Chu Yun’s return, scolding him had become Feiyu Sword Lord’s daily essential exercise.
Especially today, with the Dunhuang King’s army returning in triumph, Feiyu Sword Lord was even more furious, and her scolding escalated.
“Even though you are a Jun level expert, you are still in grave danger facing an encirclement by multiple Hegemons.”
“Get lost, I get angry just seeing you. I don’t need you to save me. Get lost! Did you hear me, you fool?”
Although Erlang Tian Jun infuriated her to no end, he was still a seed of a future strong practitioner from Jianghan Kingdom. Despite the scolding, the underlying protection in her tone was evident.
However, Erlang Tian Jun remained motionless. Apart from eating, he sat by the prison door like a stone.
Seeing this, Feiyu Sword Lord almost exploded with anger.
“Alas, you incorrigible fool!” She sank into deep helplessness.
But suddenly, Erlang Tian Jun’s back moved.
“Could it be that he finally understood my good intentions and had an epiphany?” Feiyu Sword Lord’s despairing eyes rekindled with hope.
But then, the appearance of Chu Yun and the other four extinguished her hope like a splash of ice water, leaving her cold all over.
“I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, Little Tyrant.”
Erlang Tian Jun spoke. Although his tone was calm, there was an undisguised excitement hidden within it.
Among the four, he immediately saw Chu Yun.
It was as if a lion met a fierce tiger, or a sea dragon met a whale king. The moment their eyes met, they were locked onto each other, simultaneously recognizing each other’s identity. All other people and objects became mere background.
For a moment, whether it was Jin Bihan, Bai Shasha, or Xiao Xiaoxian, they couldn’t help but hold their breath. Even Feiyu Sword Lord, who had wanted to curse, involuntarily fell silent.
Undoubtedly, this was the meeting of the two most outstanding geniuses in Xingzhou!
With their talents, barring any accidents, they would both become Kings.
In other words, this was a premature clash between future Kings!
One was Erlang Tian Jun, who cultivated alone, was a Jun level expert at the age of twenty, possessed extraordinary talent, and was as refined as jade, always hidden in Lijiang Grass Hall like a crouching dragon, cultivating diligently.
The other was the Little Tyrant, who emerged in times of crisis at a young age, turned the tide, and roamed the battlefield. Now his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, becoming unfathomable, like a tiger roaring in the mountains, famous throughout Xingzhou.
This would be a true battle of dragons and tigers!
“You are Erlang Tian Jun?” Chu Yun said, walking step by step. Divine light erupted from his eyes, focusing on Erlang Tian Jun sitting on the ground, his heart surging with emotion.
The future King of Insight was truly awe-inspiring.
He sat on the ground, his expression serene, with white clothes and black hair, exuding an extraordinary charm. He possessed the agile spirit of rivers typical of the people of Jianghan Kingdom. His upright posture, his sturdy shoulders like ancient rocks, and his straight nose combined to form a mountain-like steadfastness. All of this formed his unique temperament and charm. Seeing him was like seeing a hundred-zhang green mountain shrouded in mist and surrounded by a thousand miles of flowing water.
“Walking with the bearing of a dragon and tiger, his eyes contain the secrets of heaven, with the imposing aura of swallowing the sun and moon and piercing the rainbow. Little Tyrant, you truly did not make me wait this long in vain. Battle!” He suddenly stood up, and a sky-piercing aura erupted, shooting straight into the heavens and sweeping in all directions, making all things submit and all beings tremble.
“Genuine Jun Level Spirit Pressure!” Jin Bihan and the others’ expressions changed color simultaneously.
Although they had learned of his Jun level strength from Xiao Xiaoxian, witnessing and feeling this Jun Level Spirit Pressure firsthand was still a great shock.
When a Beast Master reaches the Jun level, the spiritual light within them undergoes a qualitative change triggered by a spiritual transformation, allowing them to directly emit spiritual light pressure. This is commonly referred to as Spirit Pressure.
Spirit Pressure has a significant auxiliary effect on taming wild demonic creatures. A Jun level expert using Spirit Pressure can tame any demonic creature below the Tribulation Demon level with a hundred percent success rate in one go.
Possessing Jun Level Spirit Pressure, one can walk in the wild without being attacked by any demonic creatures, even without a single beast.
Simultaneously, the activation of Spirit Pressure is also a powerful deterrent method for navigating the Jianghu.
At the Jun Hou and King levels, battles between experts can affect entire armies, with far-reaching consequences. In normal times, they restrain and check each other, rarely engaging in true combat.
Spirit Pressure then becomes a gentle means of competition. Whoever’s Spirit Pressure is persistent and powerful has more say in daily disputes.
Chu Yun’s spiritual light had only absorbed five-sixths of Bai Gu Ghost Lord’s essence. Combined with his own accumulation of spiritual light, he was only a hair’s breadth away from the Jun Level spiritual light.
Therefore, he could not activate Jun Level Spirit Pressure. However, under Erlang Tian Jun’s Spirit Pressure, his expression remained unchanged, calm and composed, as if it were effortless.
“He is also only separated by a thread from the Jun level!” Seeing this, Feiyu Sword Lord’s eyes widened in genuine shock.
The gap between the two sides was small, making this a truly evenly matched battle. No one could predict who would win or lose.
“Erlang Tian Jun is already a Jun level expert, a point of qualitative change. Although the difference in spiritual light is very small, his strength is indeed a notch higher than Chu Yun’s!” Jin Bihan couldn’t help but frown.
“Although Erlang Tian Jun has a slight advantage, this kid Chu Yun is too cunning. In Night Emperor City, he took advantage of a small situation to achieve great things, pocketed all the benefits, and even captured our two Jun level experts. Erlang Tian Jun has been cultivated to the point of foolishness, with a single track mind. How can he be Chu Yun’s opponent?” Feiyu Sword Lord was even more worried.
“Hahaha.” Facing Erlang Tian Jun’s challenge, Chu Yun threw his head back and laughed, his blood boiling, “If you want to fight, then let’s fight!”
“Heartfelt!” Erlang Tian Jun’s eyes flashed with divine light, his excitement evident.
Both sides simultaneously reached out, lightly tapping their Immortal Pouches at their waists. Immediately, more than a dozen streams of exotic light soared into the air, swirling into two clusters, forming battle formations that enveloped their respective masters before crashing into each other with a roar.
Eight Trigrams Battle Formation versus Seven Star Battle Formation!
Chu Yun versus Erlang Tian Jun!
“Startling God White Moon Halberd!” Erlang Tian Jun held his battle halberd and took the initiative to attack. He shot into the sky like a meteor crashing into the moon, tearing through the firmament, his aura terrifying as he lunged at Chu Yun.
Chu Yun’s trusty Drunken Snow Saber was long gone. Facing Erlang Tian Jun’s fierce offensive, he had no choice but to retreat hastily, avoiding the edge of his attack. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to @起点.)
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