89 – excuse me

ON JANUARY 29, 2022 BY MOONCHILDKHZ

Jun Changxiao and the Long Sabre Sect Master walked in front of the Grievances Stage.

After some time, the people of Qingyang City flooded the streets, whispering amongst themselves.

“Sect Master Shen is a Ninth Stage Martial Apprentice, can Sect Head Jun fight him?”

“During the Hundred Sects Recruitment, Sect Head Jun was only Meridian Opening stage four or five, yet he still beat the Meridian Opening Stage Twelve Elder Wei.”

“A Ninth Stage Martial Apprentice’s raw strength is over 10,000 jin. That’s not something you can compare to Meridian Opening Stage Twelve!”

“I guess so.”

Many martial artists discussed, mostly favoring the Long Sabre Sect’s leader.

The various experts also arrived, supporting Sect Master Shen without hesitation. They themselves wished to step on the Grievances Stage, ruthlessly teaching Jun Changxiao a lesson. 

Alliance Chief Qin had also not left, standing there and looking at the Grievances Stage. 

In another building, Xie Guangkun stood with his hands behind his back, puzzled. “This fellow is not stupid, so why did he accept Shen Tong’s challenge?”

From his tone and expression, City Lord Xie also did not think Jun Changxiao would win.

That was normal. 

The Long Sabre Sect was an eighth-grade sect, the sect master was a Ninth Stage Martial Disciple, even in Qingyang Commandery he could be considered an expert. 

What about Jun Changxiao?

Even if he could kill Wei Yixi, that was still only a second or third stage Martial Apprentice. 

“Sect Head,” Li Qingyang murmured. “It’s a little difficult.”

Jun Changxiao played with his electronic cigar, lightly saying, “Remember this, Qingyang. In this Lord’s eyes there are no difficulties, only weaknesses.”

He then strode onto the Grievances Stage.

[Ding! Side mission triggered.]

Jun Changxiao stood there and opened the system. The side mission was: [Defeat Long Sabre Sect’s leader Shen Tong 0/1 {Elite Mission}]

Shen Tong…

Why was this guy not called Yuan Tong? [1] 

Jun Changxiao’s eyes immediately blazed with fighting spirit after seeing this side mission. 

What did he lack the most?

Contribution points!

Sect Master Shen jumped onto the Grievances Stage. “Sect Head Jun, are we comparing with fists or with weapons?”

“Your choice,” Jun Changxiao said.

Sect Master Shen said, “Although my Long Sabre Sect is famous for using the long sabre, this Shen does not want to take advantage of Sect Head Jun. Let us use fists.”

“Sure.”

Jun Changxiao did not have an opinion. 

Secretly, he thought: Every time a Martial Apprentice advances one stage, their strength increases about 1000 or 2000 jin. Let’s use 1500 jin. Using that to calculate his improvement from Meridian Opening to Ninth Stage Martial Apprentice… his strength should not be over 15000 jin.

The system supplied, [This person’s strength is 14000 jin.]

Jun Changxiao startled, asking, “You can check?”

[Yes.]

“Why didn’t you say so earlier? You made me calculate it.”

[You did not ask.]

“…”

Jun Changxiao was speechless, but he was thinking, A Ninth Stage Martial Apprentice is only this strong; I can handle him easily.

Thinking that, he said, “Let’s start.”

“Shen Tong.”

“Jun Changxiao.”

After reporting their names, Shen Tong clenched his right hand and bounded forward with long strides. Ripples of energy could be seen beneath his feet. 

Indeed a Ninth Stage Martial Apprentice!

Just the spiritual energy released could easily crush the contestants of the Sect Martial Arts Competition.

Li Qingyang’s expression tightened. This Long Sabre Sect Master’s strength… If it were himself on stage, not only would he be unable to decisively win, it would be his instant defeat. 

Su Xiaomo and Xiao Zuiji also thought this way.

They could fight with those in the first or second stages of Martial Apprentice and could beat the average ninth-grade sect leader. But bumping into a martial apprentice like Shen Tong, they could only be stomped on like ants. 

Trash, Ye Xingchen disdained in his heart. 

As a once peak martial emperor, Ye Xingchen completely ignored Ninth Stage Martial Apprentices. If his original cultivation was still here, he could easily squash them with a finger. 

This brother…

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You are no longer the all powerful martial emperor, you’re currently just a weak little sprout. 

Even if you have more experience than the average person, if you don’t increase your strength and train your body, you can not oppress people like back then. 

Bang!

Suddenly, there was an explosion on the stage.

Jun Changxiao’s arms were interlocked, taking Shen Tong’s heavy blows. With a thump, thump, thump, he retreated. He stopped right at the edge, one step away from falling off. 

“So painful!”

He waved his arms, expression quite fierce.

“Sect Master Shen hasn’t even used his full power but he already cannot take it, so weak,” one sect leader commented. 

Would you look at that, that sect leader was also a Second Stage Martial Disciple.

If it were this sect leader on stage, he would fare even worse than Jun Changxiao, probably not even able to take one fist. 

Some people were just like this. They never considered themselves weak, ridiculing others as an observer and filling themselves with a sense of superiority. 

This guy is too weak, I must suppress my cultivation. What if I accidentally hit him off stage, how would I torture him then? Shen Tong rushed forward, his fist still covered with spiritual energy, but only using 50% of his strength this time. 

His goal was not winning, but to tyrannically crush Jun Changxiao into dust and make him pay for being arrogant in Star Moon Pavilion. 

Hu! Hu!

As his fists approached, a wind howled. 

Jun Changxiao’s ugly expression suddenly disappeared, replaced with an evil smile. 

Huh?

Shen Tong immediately became vigilant. 

Shua!

At this time, Jun Changxiao also rushed forward, meeting his opponent’s fist with a palm. Holding his opponent by the fist, he then poured strength into his left arm and punched. 

A rush, a wave, an attack, quick to the extreme. 

Even if Shen Tong realized something was wrong, he was unable to avoid it and unable to protect himself with spiritual energy. 

Bang—

A fist carrying 10,000 jin of strength slammed into his abdomen. 

The impact tore his muscles and meridians, causing Shen Tong to crumple at his waist coughing and hacking, eyes trembling with violent pain. It hurts!

Shua!

Jun Changxiao raised his other arm, smashing his elbow down towards the man’s back with a bang.

Once more, Shen Tong’s eyes bulged and he collapsed to the ground. 

Hiss—

Many of the observing cultivators inhaled sharply, wincing. 

Sect Head Jun had attacked twice, both of which were imbued with spiritual energy. Looking at how it went, if the one fighting was themselves, their meridians would all be shattered and their internal organs torn!

Every expert that believed Sect Master Shen had victory in his hands stood there like wooden chickens.

They suddenly realized that Jun Changxiao had been deliberately showing weakness earlier!

Xie Guangkun knit his brows. He attacked twice just now and his strength should be about 15000 jin. Is it possible that he entered the ninth stage of Martial Apprentice?

Jun Changxiao was only at the sixth stage of Martial Apprentice, but he could erupt with such strength because his power always increased by 2000 jin.

More exactly, the things he used increased his strength to the upper limit. 

His current strength was partially because of the Tendon Altering Sutra and partially because of the Muscle Molding Room. 

Ye Xingchen also realized this, solemnly thinking, I didn’t expect this fellow to be so strong. If this Emperor wants to catch up, I fear it might take some time.

Wah!

Shen Tong collapsed, blood trickling from his mouth and instantly paling. 

When he attacked, he had only used 50% of his strength. Withstanding Jun Changxiao’s offensive with just that much, his meridians and organs had been seriously damaged. 

Jun Changxiao crouched by him, quietly apologizing, “Sect Master Shen, excuse me, I started off a bit heavy-handed.”

“You…”

Shua!

Just as Shen Tong started to speak, Jun Changxiao dragged him by the foot towards the edge of the stage. With a shua, the man was thrown off the stage. 

Putong!

Shen Tong hit the ground on all fours, but was unable to hold himself up, fainting moments later. 

[Ding! Defeat Long Sabre Sect’s leader Shen Tong 1/1 {Elite Mission}]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the side mission, obtaining 50 contribution points.]

[Ding! Sect Contribution: 177/500.]

Completing one hidden mission and one elite side mission, he easily gained 100 points. In a good mood, Jun Changxiao glanced at the other sect leaders. He snarked, “Anyone else want to come and compare notes?”

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