Invincible Beyond Heavens: Cultivating With A Broken EXP System

“Do not worry. This man cannot defeat me.” Li Yun said with an easy smile.

Even before breaking through to the fourth level of the Qi Sea Realm, when he had still been at the second level, opponents like Hu Ming had not been enough to threaten him.

Now that his cultivation had risen further, he was confident he could suppress such a person directly, even without relying on his extraordinary perception.

“What are you hesitating for?” Hu Ming shouted loudly from the stage. “If you are afraid of losing, kneel down and kowtow to me now. If you beg properly, I might spare you.”

Li Yun only smiled when he heard those words. At that very moment, a system notification suddenly appeared before his eyes.

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[Quest Level: C]

Objective: [Create as much chaos as you can.]

Reward: [Host will be rewarded according to the level of chaos caused.]

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Li Yun’s brows lifted slightly in surprise. This was the first time he had seen a mission of this kind.

However, rather than complaining, he felt pleased. This was exactly the sort of mission he had been hoping for. If handled properly, it could earn him a huge amount of EXP.

“Be careful the wind does not tear your tongue out, you trash.” Li Yun replied coldly as he stepped forward and descended onto the arena. He landed lightly upon the stone platform, a disdainful sneer resting on his face.

Hu Ming’s expression darkened.

“The wind may tear your back apart, but it will not touch my tongue.” He tightened his grip on the broadsword and stared at Li Yun with savage eyes. “You are arrogant, Li Yun, but arrogance always comes with a price. I do not care whether that Young Sect Lady fled from you in fear or not. In my eyes, you are already a dead man.”

Around the summit, many spectators focused their attention on the two men facing one another.

“This Li Yun is probably about to suffer badly.”

Inside the main pavilion, aside from the true disciples of Ice God Valley led by Qin Ling, there was also a silver-robed young man seated nearby. He was Shuan Chu, ranked ninety-eighth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

Qin Ling’s eyes remained on the stage as she said calmly, “Although I do not believe he can defeat Hu Ming, I do not think it will end too badly for him either.”

One combatant stood at the fourth level of the Qi Sea Realm, while the other had already entered the first level of the Essence Qi Realm.

The gap between them was seven full small levels. Under normal circumstances, Li Yun should not have been able to contend with Hu Ming at all.

Yet Li Yun’s composed bearing and complete lack of fear caused Qin Ling to hesitate in her judgment.

“I know this Hu Ming.” Shuan Chu said as he folded his arms. “Among the true disciples of Boundless Martial Palace, he is definitely within the top ten of his generation. In terms of actual combat strength, he might even rank within the top seven. For someone to challenge Hu Ming while seven levels lower is nothing more than wishful thinking.”

Shuan Chu had crossed paths with Xin Lu before, so he knew more about the talents of Boundless Martial Palace than most people present.

“We shall see.” Qin Ling replied softly. She lifted a strand of hair from her forehead, then fixed her beautiful eyes upon the arena without blinking.

On the arena, the atmosphere turned sharp and tense.

Swish!

Hu Ming was the first to move.

His body shot forward with explosive speed. In a single instant, it seemed as though three or four Hu Mings had appeared at the same time. Afterimages overlapped across the stage, making it difficult to tell which one was real.

At the same moment, the nine-ring broadsword swept out from multiple angles. The ringing metal loops on the blade cried sharply as the weapon cut through the air. Strikes came from three different directions, sealing Li Yun’s possible escape paths.

Cold saber light poured forward like a descending waterfall, and hidden within it was a powerful saber intent that made the surrounding air tremble.

“Is that your blade technique?” Li Yun said calmly. “It is too weak.”

His expression did not change in the slightest.

Li Yun’s body swayed gently, light and flexible like a willow branch bending beneath the wind. Using the movement principles of his Raging Wind Tiger Art, he slipped through the net of blade light with effortless precision. His steps were natural and smooth, and for a moment it seemed as if several Li Yuns were moving at once.

“Oh?”

A strange light flickered within Qin Ling’s eyes as she watched from the pavilion.

To evade Hu Ming’s attack so casually required far more than speed alone. It demanded frightening battle instinct and an extraordinary sense for timing.

“Bright Light Slash!”

Hu Ming roared as he launched another attack.

This strike was completely different from the first. The broadsword descended with overwhelming force, and a vast stream of saber qi surged out like a roaring river.

The attack spread across a wide area, swallowing space in front of it. Small evasive movements were no longer enough to escape. Only overwhelming speed or direct resistance could avoid being struck.

Li Yun had no intention of dodging.

His sword slid from its sheath in one clean motion. Without using any flashy sword art, without releasing Sword Intent, and without any grand display, he simply thrust forward with what appeared to be an ordinary strike.

Whoosh!

Yet the moment his sword touched the rushing torrent of saber qi, the entire attack seemed to lose its foundation. Its momentum was severed at the source, and the long river of energy collapsed instantly before scattering into nothingness.

“What terrifying combat awareness.” Qin Ling could not help but speak aloud. “He identified the flaw in Bright Light Slash in a single instant.”

Such perception would not be shocking if displayed by one of the young giants on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. But to see it from a figure with little known reputation was another matter entirely.

Every martial move contained flaws. It did not matter how refined the technique was or whether its user had comprehended its deeper meaning. As long as something was created, it carried imperfections.

Even heaven and earth were not flawless, much less martial arts.

No matter how fierce a technique appeared, once its weakness was exposed, it became like a venomous serpent whose vital point had been seized. It could no longer threaten anyone.