LEGEND REBORN : THE SAMURAI WORLD

THE BATTLE POWER OF A MASTER

On an open field just outside the imperial cultivation academy, a confrontation looms as a band of rebels surrounds members of the institution. Led by Old Pa, fifteen disciples and about four other master were quickly surrounded by the rebels.

The rebels were dressed in red attires, some had armours on. They all had their swords drawn and they had unleashed their auras. Most of them were at the second step of the second realm, the others were at the third step of the same realm and above. About two were at the first step of the third realm, they had the most terrific auras.

"Bam bam bam." Some rebels struck from the sides and sent various attacks through the air, the attacks were directed towards the disciples who stood closely together.

"Dissolve." Old Pa slashed out from where he stood, a green breeze blasted out from the move and collided with the attacks, it dissolved them into nothing. The breeze diminished by half and raged on to collide with some of the rebels.

Da sun instantly moved, he pulled his sword and travelled at an inhuman speed. He faced off about four rebels by himself, one of them was at the third step of the second realm.

"Mountain wind rage." Old Pa's voice sounded like thunder, his aura suddenly rose and suppressed every other aura present. Matero was impressed by the strength of the old man. Old Pa slashed out and a fiercer batch of the green breeze crashed towards the rebels before old Pa, it ripped some of them apart, others quickly drew backwards.

"Such fierce offence. Every part of that breeze is a sword that can rip through armour." Matero analysed old Pa's attack that could easily break the defense of those at the second realm.

A rebel approached Matero, he drew close quickly and his speed startled Matero. "South sword style." The rebel slashed towards Matero, at the second step he couldn't attack through air and so he attacked when he was within attack range.

Matero laughed lightly, he felt no threat from the attack whatsoever. Not because it was the technique's nature, but because he had far surpassed the level of such attacks. He had not been chanced to test his new level of strength on a real opponent and so he didn't expect this high feeling of immunity.

"Buddha body." This had become Matero's favourite move, a white light shone on his palm as he pushed forwards.

"Clang." The collision of hand and sword sounded like two metals clashing, the sword instantly snapped. The rebel was scared, he tried to pull away from Matero but he was too late.

"Lightning press." This was a new move Matero came up with, with his new ability to attack through air, he could now send out lightning and violent winds without using his sword. His mastery over this had quickly reached a very high level.

A short streak of lightning taking the shape of his palm shot out from Matero's hand, as fast as natural lightning it struck the rebel before he could blink. The rebel was electrocuted and he collapsed. Matero went on to assault more rebels and dazzle them with just his touch, he had a target, one of the two rebels at the first step of the third realm.

Old Pa was the most terrific of the academy's forces, each attack would render at least eight rebels useless. The two rebels with the highest cultivation quickly ganged up and attacked Old Pa simultaneously.

"How does a band of rebels have this strong a force?" Matero expected the assault to have stopped, but the more they defeated, the more rebels arrived as replacements. It was like an entire military force.

Although most of the rebels were nothing but small fries and the academy's force had stronger cultivators, the numbers were starting to pose a problem. Just as Matero was about to unleash a major attack, Haru and Kelena both unleashed monstrous attacks. Their battle capacities had already multiplied greatly, especially Kelena.

"Aaaaargh." Right after Haru slashed, the unusually and shocking sound of his motion was what some rebels heard last, a terrifying wave of energy crashed into a cluster of rebels from the move and they couldn't stop it.

Kelena who was clothed with her strings was unstoppable, whatever went near are was sliced through, even the blades of the rebels. One time she suddenly pulled a string that appeared out of thin air and over a dozen rebels could feel a tiny string hold their necks and it cut right through. Matero was shocked at the sight, Kelena just beheaded dozens with a single string pull.

"Boom." Everyone turned in the direction of what sounded like an explosion, old Pa could be seen engulfed in chakra and levitating in mid air. What looked like green rings clustered round him, you couldn't tell if it was made of breeze or a solid. The pressure emanating from him doubled, once again everyone one else felt extreme suppression, a lot of the low ranking rebels fell to their knees, some lost consciousness. Matero could feel his entire body tremble, his breathing became restricted, this was an entirely different level of power.

"Judging mountain wind. Seek!!!" Old Pa yelled and slashed in mid air, an enormous green breeze appeared out of nowhere, the clouds above turned green and the sun dimmed, lightning struck everywhere. The breeze was like a sand storm, it originated from old Pa and covered up the entire field. Matero closed his eyes as he was engulfed, it felt warm and gentle. He smiled, he knew the rebels would feel something else.

The entire thing was very quick and lasted less than ten seconds, the breeze disappeared and everything reverted back to normal, even old Pa was back on the ground and he was calm. Matero observed and everywhere he turned to, every rebel he saw was dead.

"This is the power of a master." Ever since he was reincarnated, Matero had not seen any one use a technique of such level. His blood boiled when he thought of how he would feel when he finally reaches the height he formerly was.

"Spare-spare me" One of the rebels who had serious injuries all over managed to mutter, he was at the first step of the third realm and he had lost an arm.

"Who sent you?" Old Pa asked without mercy. "I know if Eye torn sent you, he would be here. He is not a coward." As soon as old Pa completed his statement, the expected reinforcement arrived, led by grand master Kerepa.

Kerepa wasn't surprised by the results he met, he knew old Pa had terrifying battle power and the fifteen disciples were close to becoming masters. His joy was shattered when the rebel confessed.

A stranger had approached Eye torn, she offered him money and men, just to aid her in attacking the imperial cultivation grounds. Eye torn declined and the woman left disappointed, but some of the rebels took the offer against Eye torn's orders and they attacked the academy. Most of the invaders were actually her men and she still had more. No one knew her true intentions and the rebel stressed the fact that she promised to appear.

That was not all, what made her a serious threat was her rank, the rebel claimed she released an aura that almost killed Eye torn and this was why they followed her, they thought with her strength they would be protected.

"An aura that powerful is either at the peak of the third realm or above it." One of the masters was already trembling.

"We might have a pseudo spirit with evil intentions in our nation." Kerepa said one word at a time, his expression turned gloomy. Old Pa rubbed his forehead, the entire field was quickly filled with fear. If she really was a pseudo spirit, she could single handedly wipe out the entire nation.

"What is her name?" A voice pierced the silence, it was void of fear and free of terror. It defied the gloomy atmosphere, everyone turned in the direction of who spoke. "What is her name?" Matero stepped closer to the dieing rebel and questioned again, he was as calm as a lake.

"She called her self Queen Jin." The rebel forced out the words. "And she really hates you all." The rebel managed one evil smile and slowly, he descended into eternal darkness.