Beggar Cultivation System-Chapter 315 : Round Two

It's a domino effect: if he kills this 'young master,' someone older behind him will come forward to take his head. Then, after killing that old person, an even older one will come for him. The cycle will continue, with Apollo killing the next old person every time one of them falls.

Apollo wouldn't be surprised if he eventually had to face the first-ever human in this world. It's because of his audacity that people afflicted with the Young Master and I'm-old-so-I'm-right Syndromes exist in the first place.

Meanwhile, when Kuo-Pal saw the bright ball of light materializing in front of the beggar kid, he felt a force unlike anything he had ever experienced. He clearly witnessed it: Fire Blast and Wind Blast materializing separately before merging into one.

It was the same technique he had faced back on the training ground, but this time, it exuded an entirely different and unusual vibe.

"What do you call that technique?" Kuo couldn't help but ask, a frown already forming on his face. Although the fight had begun, neither had made the first move, giving them time to observe each other. Kuo used this opportunity to secretly channel more of his Refined Qi into the Water Chains.

If it's unknown, it's a threat.

He needed to ensure nothing would stand in the way of killing this infuriating beggar kid, especially when he didn't know the true strength of the glowing ball of light. Refusing to underestimate his opponent again, the Water Chains, now swirling wildly, emitted a bright blue glow.

"I'm still thinking of a name," Apollo replied as the ball of light churned before him. "How about Fire and Wind: The Great Combination of a Once-in-a-Millennium Technique? Or maybe Wind and Fire: The Combination of a Once-in-a-Millennium Great Technique? Or just Ball of Light?"

Hearing this, Kuo was left speechless. He's horrible at naming things! Shaking his head in disbelief, the killing intent around him intensified. "Enough wasting time! Let's fight!"

With a roar, Kuo floated into the air and unleashed all his Water Chains!

Seeing this, Apollo's expression turned serious. His sharp eyes moved at lightning speed, instantly calculating the number of projectiles coming his way.

He could also sense the immense strength behind each chain—a force capable of obliterating an Alphadusk Shadowtail in a single strike.

Even so, Apollo remained calm. With a flick of his finger, the glowing ball of light blurred and instantly appeared amidst the incoming Water Chains.

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As if time had slowed, a massive explosion erupted from the center, followed by an intense, blinding light.

The onlookers were momentarily blinded, unable to see anything beyond the searing white radiance.

On the balcony where Axton and Mathias stood, the Great Serpent Headmaster turned to Master Li.

"Right from the start, they unleashed their full strength," Master Li muttered, his expression unreadable. His face betrayed no emotion as he glanced at Axton. "This Yoma… he just unleashed a strength comparable to that of a Core Creation Cultivator. And he's merely at the 3rd-Step Qi Condensation Stage. His talent would be considered extraordinary even in the Middle Continent. Where did you find him?"

"He's a Wanderer. Being a beggar is his role. I don't know exactly when, but he just popped out of nowhere," Mathias explained. "As for his cultivation, we believe he's hiding his true level."

"True cultivation?" Master Li repeated, narrowing his eyes at the bright light. His gaze penetrated the white barrier, focusing on the beggar's figure. Yet he saw no artifact on Yoma capable of concealing one's cultivation.

That's strange… it must be a secret technique, he mused.

There is a 'weak' force preventing him from seeing the beggar's cultivation, but with his strength, it feels like nothing more than a piece of paper fluttering around him. Others wouldn't be able to discern Yoma's cultivation unless the beggar purposely revealed it. But what kind of Secret Technique exists in this backward continent that even someone like him, a Soul Manifestation Cultivator, cannot pierce through to see a person's true cultivation?

Strange… and interesting, Master Li thought, stroking his long white goatee. But it's impossible for weaklings to possess such techniques. And even if he does have one, real strength is what truly matters.

So what if this Wanderer Beggar has a Secret Technique that even I can't see through? It's a useless technique in front of the strong.

Master Li remained confident that his disciple wouldn't lose, as long as he used his full strength. And although the bright ball of light was unusual, it didn't alarm him. To Master Li, it didn't feel particularly 'threatening.'

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As the white light enveloping the area finally dispersed, everyone could see the battlefield again.

Kuo stood with a water barrier surrounding him, riddled with cracks. The Water Chains he had summoned were reduced to a few, and some of those were on the verge of shattering entirely.

The barrier protecting the buildings had suffered similar damage, though it healed almost instantly.

The beggar, on the other hand, stood unmoving, as if everything that had just transpired was nothing more than a passing breeze.

It seems like I overdid it, Apollo thought, surveying the destruction he had caused. The ground was completely obliterated, and the aftermath of the explosion was beyond words.

Even though he had toned it down at the last minute, the destruction was still excessive. While he could have ended the fight with his previous move, at least now he had a better understanding of the true capabilities of a Core Creation Cultivator—at the 1st-Step, of course. Unless Kuo was still hiding something that could boost his strength, which Apollo believed was very possible.

He noticed Kuo coughing, blood spilling from his mouth. The force of the attack must have been so immense that, despite the shields protecting him, Kuo still sustained injuries.

Apollo realized he really needed to name the technique he had created, as he'd been using it since the Advancement Examination. Over time, he had developed more and more techniques, mainly derived from those he had learned initially. This provided him with an almost unlimited source of inspiration, constrained only by his imagination. With this approach, he no longer felt the need to buy techniques from the System, unless he truly needed one he couldn't derive from his existing collection.

The beggar wasn't sure if this was good or bad, but as long as it raised his overall strength, he wouldn't complain.

Shaking his head, he waved his hand, and a tree branch floated toward him. The tree, once standing at the corner of the battlefield, had been destroyed in the explosion. It was the same tree he had used before when one of the Senior Disciples had challenged him. Clearly, this battlefield was routinely repaired after each fight.

Smirking, Apollo slashed the tree branch, sending a long water blade crashing into the barrier.

It was now time to begin the real battle.