Silence and darkness.
Universal Pull, a peak modern cultivation art, used gravity in its entirety.
Celestial Hymn Odyssey, a peak modern cultivation art, leveraging electromagnetic forces.
The two’s cultivation methods were nigh unto Dao itself, their formidable might beyond measure. As the battle fervor overtook them, they each unleashed their strongest skill. Ai Changyuan’s was Transcendent’s hallmark, Heaven Fall. Trained to peak, the godlike skill could bring about planetary destruction. Wu Shiqin used ‘can’t you see the eternal lightning?’ These were skills that doubled both of their destructive power.
As for the result of the clash, the four fundamental forces were in disarray anywhere the two’s spiritual powers touched. The effect hardly affected the world, but the fundamental forces in chaos changed things, leading to total destruction.
This effect enveloped the two. Gravitation, electromagnetism, all warped light, making it impossible for anyone to see the contenders.
Luck had it that Ai and Wu were merely in the Qi Refining Realm and couldn’t incite the Four Heaven-opening Forces. The darkness receded as soon as it came.
Wu Shiqin reappeared kneeling and staring at the skies, her right hand raised like an immortal giving a toast. Ai Changyuan returned to no longer being imposing, hands behind him, and walking off the arena.
Mao Zimiao’s face changed into disappointment, her ears drooping. Despite the low odds, she clung to the hope that her friend would win. Now though, anyone could see the outcome.
Wu Shiqin lowered her right hand, trying to get up and resume the fight. Her face paled suddenly from the excruciating pain.
Ai Changyuan said, “You should keep your hand up. My spiritual power affected its blood flow, leading to tidal force. Be careful, or it might kill you. Keep holding that position, and use the natural gravity to counteract the spiritual power’s effect.”
Tidal force appeared in an object suffering from different gravitational forces around its body, leading to being pulled in different directions. Back home, Wang Qi only knew about this phenomenon occurring on celestial bodies, near black holes, or neutron stars.
With the blood subjected to tidal forces, it wrecked the body from inside, leading to total collapse. Not even a tough body could withstand it. As the cultivator’s blood contained more power, the destruction was only amplified. It was why in Transcendent’s era, body cultivators were practically wiped out.
Wu Shiqin gnashed her teeth, slowly kneeling back down.
Langde Immortal Institute exploded in cheers. Seeing Wang Qi’s seven-win streak, these tough guys that fought demons felt an impending crisis.
Ai Changyuan kept talking with Wu Shiqin. “You’re not bad. Let’s fight again… or rather I hope we can conduct research again.”
Mao Zimiao pulled on Wang Qi. “Little Qi, you don’t have a match now, right? Let’s go to Shiqin… What’s with that odd face, nya?”
Wang Qi was stiff. “How should I explain the terror of ball-spamming enemies?”
Heaven Fall Palm, was a top martial art and Transcendent’s great art. It was something no one in the Qi Refining Realm could train. However, Supreme Lord’s comparative path further explained gravity and simplified it. What Ai Changyuan pulled off was a Riemannian geometry skill, warping space to imitate gravity.
Riemannian geometry was hyperbolic geometry. Ai Changyuan used Heaven Fall Palm by moving his hands in a curve. [This gotta be pure deja vu overload! That’s farming QP for costumes!](Tamon: Fate/Grand Order game reference. The act here is taken literally as making balls.)
[The way Wu Shiqin forms lightning in her right hand, it’s like she’s making balls too! Is it an obscene use of Celestial Hymn Odyssey?]
[Are they expecting a pink hair to run over yelling ‘Don’t fight!’ or should they imagine being slapped into oblivion?](Tamon: Mashu Kyrielight reference)
Wang Qi took a bit to suppress his weird look and went with Mao Zimiao to Wu Shiqin.
Ai Dinglan waited at the side, diagnosing Wu Shiqin’s situation. She didn’t risk underestimating the spiritual power left behind, taking time to remove it first. To be on the safe side, Wu Shiqin kept her hand like that for a while longer. It made the ever-serious disciplinary officer blush for once.
When they left Ai Dinglan’s office, it was noon. Since it was an examination, the Immortal Alliance gave people an hour-long break. Mao Zimiao left Wang Zhenqi with Ai Dinglan, whose eyes were still a bit open a bit and went with Wang Qi to get something to eat.
The cat-eared girl noticed he was down. “What’s wrong, Little Qi?”
“I have a bad feeling that I’ll fight Ai Changyuan tomorrow.”
“That’s hardly a premonition, nya.”
In the martial examination, two disciples of similar ranks would compete. Wang Qi was the undisputed number one in the Argent Apex Immortal Institute, while Langde Immortal Institute had Ai Changyuan. The match-up was plain to see.
Wang Qi nodded gravely. “He’s not beneath me.”
“That’s for sure, nya. He’s Transcendent’s descendant! I’ve never seen Little Qi beat Shiqin to that extent.”
Wang Qi huffed. “However, I have a huge advantage this time.”
Mao Zimiao was startled. She couldn’t understand what gave Wang Qi confidence against such an outrageously strong opponent.
Wang Qi faced the cat-eared girl. He’d never use the ‘He’s not beneath me’ foreshadowing line if it were the previous him. But after watching Wu Shiqin, he felt certain. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁
Even he didn’t expect his greatest defense against Ai Changyuan to be a product of pure luck—the Upper Clarity Fractal that ruled his soul.