The Talentless Sect Master Chosen By The System Chapter 135: I'll Never Be At My Full Strength

Nightin didn't say anything and only stared at Cornelia's pale face coldly, his sharp gaze seemingly staring straight into her soul as her body shuddered.

Feeling this weird reaction which she has long forgotten ever since she stepped onto the elemental law of ice, it gave her a fresh experience as she asked herself, how long has it been since I experienced this feeling?

Even so, she didn't feel fear and instead carved this feeling for some reason. If only the crowd could study her thoughts, they'll definitely be left speechless by this action which began the process of defrosting her heart.

The ice element may only be absolute coldness in the eyes of others, but only those who has stepped into the Ancestor realm of weapons or laws will understand her pain.

Just like how the blazing fire would require the cooling water to calm it down, she also needs that scorching flame to melt the ice freezing her heart.

The ice element wasn't that simple, being cold in front of others was only because she hasn't find that someone who can make her open up her heart again ever since the day she accepted ice.

"Miss, don't blame me if you end up having your a.s.s whacked." Nightin teased amusingly as the Samsara sword appeared in his dominant arm, his sword pointing towards the ground as a smile formed on his face. A smile of confidence and excitement.

The crowd was left speechless and even Robin had the same thought as them for once, can you at least be more polite towards a beauty?

Many people in the crowd almost fainted when they heard such words of vulgar from a genius. Some even had the intention to kill him as they screamed within their hearts, how dare this G.o.dd.a.m.n b.a.s.t.a.r.d insult my G.o.ddess! But none of them dared to voice their thoughts out, they were sure that the Voyager Kingdom would close one eye to the case if they die.

It's a simple decision as long as the youth isn't an enemy of the Voyager Kingdom, which was apparent from Robin not taking any action. Even if no one knows about his background, just Robin having him back was more than enough to suppress all cultivators residing here.

"We shall talk about that after you make your crude imagination a reality." Cornelia countered back as spikes of ice flew through the air towards Nightin, since the man didn't spare her any mercy, then she shall do the same.

"I'm always confident of my ability and I've never been wrong in taking a risk." Nightin replied calmly as majestic wings appeared from his back.

"Now then, can you make me use my sword?" Nightin provoked as his spiralling feather arrows formed in the air dashed towards the icicles, an feather for one icicle.

"No way! How is a middle stage Martial King contending against one of the strongest ninth gate Martial Emperor cultivators!?"

"Holy s.h.i.+t! This battle will definitely be mentioned in the records of our Voyager Kingdom!"

"What if he's an enemy of our Voyager Kingdom!"

"Are you an idiot? Can't you see that Sir Robin seems pretty calm about all this?"

Robin rolled his eyes when the discussion somehow led to him, but the calmness that he was displaying right now was just an facade to deceive others. Internally, he was praying that this battle would end up a draw though the victor was clear

d.a.m.n it, since when did Cornelia end up being such a rash woman? Robin cursed as the quill pen in his hand readied itself when it was set to automatic mode.

In the battle, the battle between the feathers and ice finally stopped as both parties dashed towards each other. Cornelia was holding a fan in hand while Nightin slashed towards her with the Samsara sword.

Fast! That was the only word the crowd had time to process about as the fan and sword crossed moves with each other, neither backing down.

"You do have some skills." Cornelia squeezed from between her teeth as Nightin laughed "Haha, I'm just playing around. Until now at least..."

Leaping back with one final clash, Nightin charged up his sword as a blood crescent formed in the air and pierced towards Cornelia.

"Is this all you got?" Cornelia raised her voice as the tiny fan in her hand suddenly enlarged to ten times its previous size, only now can everyone clearly see the design printed on the fan.

It was just a few snowflakes yet they enlarged as all of them towered towards Nightin who's left defenseless.

"Hahaha! You really think that I would let my guard down against an genius?" Making use of the blood crescent which still contain his spirit energy, he sensed for the deepest part of it and teleported to the blood crescent.

"What!" The word leaked out from Cornelia's mouth as Nightin slashed forward with the blood crescent, tearing through her icy layers of protection.

Boom

"Hey! What happened there! Did he somehow manage to cultivate the divine s.p.a.ce law?"

"That isn't it! He made use of his spirit essence and controlled them to a perfect degree! When someone has perfect control over his or her spirit energy, moving between them through the lines isn't difficult!"

The crowd didn't believe this answer, but Robin merely ignored them although he knew that whatever the random cultivator said, he was actually right about it.

When Cornelia realised that she was safe, she sighed when she sensed the coldness sticking to her neck. Nightin had spared her life at the last moment.

Nightin looked up and saw Cordelia staring at him, her sapphire eyes were full of life and her face was of a light pink. Looking straight into her eyes and pulling the sword away, he asked softly while shaking her shoulder "Miss Cornelia, are you alright?"

"He's pretty handsome..." The words leaked out of Cornelia's mouth before she realised it as she lowered her head in shame and felt her legs go jelly.

"Ah!" Cornelia fell into Nightin's embrace as the crowd all turned their gaze towards this blinding sight, most of them screaming, just what the h.e.l.l did he do to our G.o.ddess.

"Hey! Let go of her! She belongs to everyone!"

"That's right! Young lad, I believe that you're a wise person. I shall represent everyone and..."

"Ignore that talkative f.a.ggot, just release her and we can talk this all out!"

Nightin shook his head and turned towards Cornelia who actually had a extra tinge of beauty to her at the moment. "Miss..."

"Just call me Cornelia." Cornelia interjected in as she actually stretched her arms out and hugged Nightin tightly while saying "Stay with me alright?"

Looking at the beauty laying in his embrace who was batting her eyelids and speaking while quivering, he couldn't muster the strength to push her off, but it wouldn't he appropriate if he allowed her to do as wanted either.

Left with no choice, he could only abide by her wishes first and say "Cornelia, it would be better if you stand upright first."

"No." Cornelia pouted her cheeks and with a quick rejection, she even allowed her whole body to lie down without restrain and said "This is what happens when you melt the heart of a ice beauty."

"Young master, just what in the world are you doing behind young miss back after just half a day of separation!" Dark Fang's screeching voice caught everyone's attention as they turned towards him.

"Umm... Yes?" Dark Fang blurted out as the crowd dashed towards him...