Chapter 20: Why Is There a Need to Take Up Arms?

 

 

Translator: Lordbluefire  Editor: Millman97

The platform for dueling was very holy. Cultivators who stepped on it all had hearts filled with reverence. Yet, when Jun Changxiao stood on it, he first dug out boogers from his nose, and he was now combing his hair. Such actions completely destroyed the world ideology, view, and outlook of all those cultivators present!

 

 

"Ah, ah!" Wei Yinu roared again.

 

Just as he was about to unleash the attack he had been building up to, his opponent was combing his hair!

 

What is this?

 

This is stark naked contempt for me!

 

He could not endure this, absolutely not!

 

Swish!

 

Wei Yinu stepped forward. His hands held the energy balls as his expression contorted in rage. "Die!"

 

Hu hu!

 

His fists blasted over, emitting a cold and sharp aura!

 

The expressions of the cultivators near the platform all drastically changed. They hurriedly retreated several steps, afraid of being affected by the qi waves.

 

"Too terrifying!"

 

"This strength should at least be over 1,250 kilos, right?"

 

"Even a martial-apprentice realm savage beast wouldn't be able to withstand it!"

 

Everyone was so shocked that their hair stood on end!

 

However, when they stared at Jun Changxiao, they discovered that after he combed his hair, he was slowly placing the wooden comb back in his belt.

 

Elder Wei's powerful strike caused waves of qi to run rampant, yet it was calm like water in an ancient well over at Jun Changxiao's side.

 

Bro, you are so steady!

 

Swish!

 

At this moment, Jun Changxiao lifted his hands and received the incoming fists head-on.

 

Everyone could not help but muse silently… Was Sect Leader Jun about to act?

 

Boom!

 

Boom!

 

Booming sounds rang out, so deafening that it was ear-splitting.

 

The cultivators from the various sects braced themselves for the impact of the qi waves as they glanced over. Their eyeballs almost popped out.

 

On the platform, Jun Changxiao stood on the same spot. His palms, which were raised, caught both of Wei Yinu's fists, and that smile on his face was as calm as ever.

 

"No way, right?"

 

"He could even receive that blow?"

 

"Could it be that the Golden Bell Protection Iron Shirt martial technique of his has already reached the level of a high-tier mortal-grade martial technique‽"

 

Everyone was incomparably shocked.

 

Wei Yinu still maintained his attacking posture. He asked in disbelief, "How… how can this be possible?"

 

Displaying his Bright Radiance Ten Thousand Catties Goldstone Fist after storing up power for so long was absolutely the strongest move he could unleash. Yet, his opponent actually received this blow so easily!

 

The next instant, Elder Wei's heart almost shattered.

 

"Oi!" Jun Changxiao said. "What other techniques do you have? You should use them all now."

 

"Hu, hu!" Wei Yinu panted heavily. He had a malevolent look on his face.

 

"Elder Wei can't take it anymore!"

 

"Although a high-level technique is powerful, the amount of spirit qi it consumes is substantial as well!"

 

"Earlier, he launched barrages of attacks in a frenzy and exhausted quite a lot of his spirit qi reserves. Now that he's unleashed that fist attack, I'm afraid Elder Wei has already exhausted all his strength and energy."

 

…

 

"Exhausted all his strength and energy?"

 

Elder Wei retreated several steps. He lowered his head and covered his face before beginning to laugh once again.

 

He laughed again?

 

Everyone had a look of astonishment on their faces.

 

"Brat!" Elder Wei gradually inclined his head. He lifted one of his hands and spoke in a sinister manner. "Do you think I only know how to execute martial techniques?"

 

Hu, hu!

 

A gigantic blade suddenly appeared.

 

Clearly, he had summoned this weapon from his interspatial ring.

 

Boom!

 

When the blade landed on the ground, the stone slabs trembled lightly.

 

"This blade is very heavy!"

 

"Quickly look, there's the word 'Fan' inscribed on the blade. It's a weapon smithed by Grandmaster Fan!"

 

Everyone exclaimed in shock.

 

Grandmaster Fan was a pinnacle forging grandmaster of the Fallen Star Continent!

 

In his life, he had forged a myriad of weapons, and each of them was considered a treasure to cultivators of the continent!

 

Swish!

 

Wei Yinu lifted the blade while wiping it meticulously as he proudly declared, "This blade is something I purchased using a great amount of money. I've always treated it as my life. This is the first time I've shown this blade to people.

 

Jun Changxiao pointed to the blade and laughed. "There are chips on the edge of the blade. It's easy to tell it's a defective good with just a single glance.

 

Wei Yinu howled in rage. "This is a weapon forged by Grandmaster Fan. Even if there are flaws, it is still incomparably valuable. How dare you use words like 'defective goods' to humiliate it!"

 

Jun Changxiao was speechless.

 

He was only speaking honestly. Was there a need to get so angry?

 

He did not know that in the Fallen Star Continent, weapons were of extreme importance to martial cultivators. Grandmaster Fan's weapons were especially valuable, and no one would sully them.

 

"Brat." Wei Yinu's gaze was cold as he spoke sharply. "Today, I shall use your blood to nourish my Gold Dragon Blade!"

 

"Oh." Jun Changxiao picked his nose as he spoke.

 

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Wei Yinu's pride suffered another beating. He clutched the Gold Dragon Blade tightly as he roared in a low voice, "Unbearable, truly unbearable…!"

 

Hu, hu!

 

Powerful spirit force gushed out, lingering on the Gold Dragon Blade, which instantly unleashed a heavy aura.

 

"Elder Wei is going to make a move!"

 

"This blade is clearly at the mortal-grade. When a cultivator imbues his spirit force into it, it should be an effortless task to slay a martial apprentice!"

 

"Sect Leader Jun is in danger!"

 

…

 

Swish!

 

Wei Yinu pointed the blade at Jun Changxiao as he spoke sinisterly. "Draw your weapon!"

 

Weapons against weapons was a rule of the Grudge Platform. If he used a weapon to bully someone weaponless, he would definitely be ridiculed by fellow cultivators.

 

"It's just a minor conflict," Jun Changxiao said. "We can settle this using fists. Why is there a need to take up arms?"

 

"…"

 

The corners of everyone's lips twitched.

 

Sect Leader Jun, he clearly cannot defeat you using fists. That's why he chose to use a weapon!

 

"Less nonsense!" Wei Yinu roared. "Draw your weapon and have a life-and-death battle with me!"

 

He was enraged and sullen. He wanted to tear the Iron Bones Sect Leader into pieces to vent his anger!

 

"Alright then." Jun Changxiao lifted his hands.

 

Keng!

 

Lu Qianqian's sword was unsheathed.

 

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "I have a sword."

 

A sword?

 

Lu Qianqian had a look of astonishment on her face.

 

Swish!

 

A sword appeared in Jun Changxiao's hands from the air.

 

There were two pearls embedded on the sheath. Under the sunlight, the pearls gleamed with a dazzling blue light.

 

"This sword is extraordinary!" Lu Qianqian mumbled in a heavy voice.

 

"Tsk!" Wei Yinu spoke with disdain. "A sword is a weapon used to kill enemies. Embedding pearls on the sheath is merely an accessory."

 

The cultivators from the various sects agreed.

 

A sword depended on its sharp edges. No matter how beautifully decorated the sheath was, it was only something scholarly people would use to flaunt their elegance.

 

"Since you've brought out your weapon, I'm going to attack!"

 

Wei Yinu grabbed his blade hilt with both his hands. After that, he imbued his spirit qi into the blade, causing the blade to emit an even heavier aura!

 

"Desert Blade Art!" he shouted coldly. The veins on his arms throbbed violently as he lifted the Gold Dragon Blade up and slashed down ferociously toward Jun Changxiao.

 

The cultivators from the various sects opened their mouths wide. Because in their vision, they could see a stream of blade qi about two meters long exploding forth!

 

Ka, ka, ka!

 

Everywhere it passed, dents could be seen on the stone slabs of the ground!

 

Si!

 

Everyone drew in a breath of cold air.

 

Not only did Elder Wei have a blade forged by Grandmaster Fan, he even had a customized blade art. The power of this strike most probably could even shatter a martial apprentice into pieces!

 

The next second, everyone turned to Jun Changxiao.

 

How would he face such a powerful blade? Would he continued to use the Golden Bell Protection Iron Shirt to resist?

 

Keng!

 

Jun Changxiao grabbed his sword hilt and rapidly struck out with his sword.

 

Swish! Swish! Swish!

 

First stance of the Nine Stances Wavestack Sword, second stance, third stance… In the blink of an eye, he unleashed eight stances continuously, and amid the layers of waves created, he slashed out with the ninth stance!

 

Hu, hu!

 

The nine layers of waves gathered together into a blast of sword qi that flew over.

 

From the time his sword was unsheathed to now, the entire process was extremely fast!

 

When everyone finally saw the sword qi that was formed, the sword qi had already clashed into the heavy blade qi!

 

Bang!

 

The blade qi was directly crushed!

 

Yet, the power of the sword qi did not seem to diminish and continued toward Wei Yinu!

 

"This…"

 

The cultivators from the various sects were dumbfounded.

 

"Not good!"

 

Terror appeared on Wei Yinu's face. He subconsciously moved the Gold Dragon Blade before him to block the attack.

 

Bang!

 

When the sword qi slammed into the blade, the sounds of metal clashing against each other rang out.

 

Kacha!

 

Next, the mortal-grade Gold Dragon Blade forged by Grandmaster Fan crumbled apart before everyone's eyes!

 

When the shattered pieces of the blade flew past everyone, Wei Yinu was completely dumbfounded.

 

The sword qi whose power was not diminished ruthlessly slashed down on his shoulder. His entire right arm flew away and landed on a stone slab three meters away. His palm naturally released its grip since his hand was severed, and the remnant of the Gold Dragon Blade followed the momentum and fell onto the ground.

 

 

"Argh!"

 

A scream of pain and agony echoed out on the Grudge Platform.

 

 

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