“Da—— da——” Blood mixed with brain matter slowly dripped onto the floor of the martial arts stage.
There was a deadly silence in the huge green stone square, and then it was like a pouring of cold water into hot oil, everyone flared up!
“Oh my God! Just the starting and he’s dead?!”
“Didn’t we say till first blood? “
“First blood is b*******, it’s a fight to the death!”
“That’s what makes it interesting!”
Amidst the buzzing chatter, Yuan Kong laughed out loud and threw the limp body of the daoist down!
“Snap!” As the corpse fell to the ground, a shout of surprise rang out from the stage, and the crowd busily made way for a large open space, fearing that the brain and blood of the daoist would stain their clothes.
“This itinerant monk is too heavy-handed,” Qiu Yutong couldn’t help but frown.
“When that daoist struck, he didn’t show mercy either, and since his skills were inferior, he cannot complain,” Xiao Wu said.
“That’s also true,” sighed Qiu Yutong.
Yuan Kong twirled the crescent-shaped shovel in his hand and laughed loudly, “Who dares to come up here? I’ll be here! I’ll be here for you!”
“Let me meet you!” With an angry shout, a sturdy man leapt onto the stage!
When the crowd looked at him, they saw that the sturdy man brandished two shiny curved swords, like an impenetrable wall, wrapped in bright spiritual energy, firmly protecting his upper body and leaving no room for attack!
“It’s Yao Liang, the Twin Daggers! He wants to show his face too? “
“Isn’t it! But, this kid has good swordsmanship, tsk…”
“Haven’t you ever heard that an inch long, is an inch strong, and an inch short, is an inch treacherous? Those who dare to use a short sword are bound to have their own unique skills!”
Xiao Wu looked at Yao Liang on the stage and couldn’t help but shake his head, “This man is only protecting himself and has no intention of attacking, showing his fear before the battle, not a good sign.”
Qiu Yutong sighed softly and did not say anything.
He knew in his heart that as Xiao Wu had said, the dazzling “Twin Daggers Yao Liang” would not live long.
“What kind of stuff is this? “Yuan Kong cocked his head and watched the man brandish his weapons. After a few moments, the itinerant monk suddenly laughed and violently threw the crescent-shaped shovel in his hand!
At this very moment, the crescent-shaped shovel, which was originally only about five feet long, suddenly appeared as a huge green-grey shadow and suddenly enlarged to more than ten feet long!
“Spiritual power materialisation!” someone exclaimed.
“How can this be stopped?!”
“How should I know!”
“Come on!” Yao Liang shouted with a roar, and his forehead was covered with veins; his two curved swords were crossed as if he intended to fight this crescent-shaped shovel head-on!
But, he was surprised at the lack of force!
It turns out that the greenish-grey crescent-shaped shovel shadow is not made of spiritual power, it was just a shadow!
He was about to withdraw his sword to defend himself, but at that very moment, Yuan Kong’s other hand reached out like lightning and grabbed him by the throat, then twisted it without hesitation!
“Crack!”
With a crisp thud, Yao Liang’s head hung limply, a large pile of bloody foam gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and he lost his breath.
There was a moment of silence before a buzz erupted from the audience.
“Another one dead! Tsk, it was a good day out!”
“This itinerant monk is fierce!”
“Why else would he be called the Cannniballistic Itinerant Monk? “
“But, I see that although he is vicious, he is not first-class, so how come Sect Leader Xie, Island Master Gui and the others refuse to fight? “
“For this kind of opponent, there is no glory in winning, but if you’re not careful and you lose a little, it’s a big loss of face. With City Master Xie’s identity, how would he dare go?”
“That’s true…”
In the midst of all the chatter, a chorus of voices shouted, “Look out for that whip, monk!”
Like a living thing, a long, thin whip shadow swept towards the martial stage!
Along with the shadow of the whip, a petite and beautiful young girl had already leapt onto the martial stage! The beauty of this young girl’s wonderful stance and the lightness of her landing made many of the cultivators in the square, unable to resist applauding loudly!
“It’s Qiao Xiaomei, the Snake Whip Fairy!”
“Qiao Xiaomei? Why did such a dainty girl join in on all the fun? “
“Hey, you say she’s dainty? She can beat the s*** out of you!”
“Tsk, why is there a young lady here?” Yuan Kong laughed and directly stretched out his large palm as if he were trying to grab the whip directly with his hand!
But the thin whip, like a black snake, was so nimble and slippery that it slipped through Yuan Kong’s fingers and then with a snap, the whip swung back and struck Yuan Kong’s face, causing a thin bloody line!
Yuan Kong was slightly stunned, then roared and swung his crescent-shaped shovel, “B*tch!”
Qiao Xiaomei saw that he looked very frightening and couldn’t help retreating, not daring to directly attack him!
For a while, a tall grey and a small red shadow were seen, weaving back and forth, making it impossible to see their faces!
“Tsk! I’m afraid this cannibalistic monk is going to eat this delicate little girl alive!”
“Not necessarily, this girl is tricky as hell! Do you see that whip of hers, it’s alive!”
“Is it… made with a spirit snake? “
“Why else would they call it a snake whip!”
Xiao Wu said in a low voice, “Qiao Xiaomei moving to hit his face with the whip wasn’t very wise, as it did not have much killing power and angered her opponent for no reason.”
Qiu Yutong shook his head, “That’s not necessarily true. This Yuan Kong seems to be very impetuous. Since his prestige has suffered, he will become even more reckless. This young lady might still have a chance.”
While they were talking, Yuan Kong had already chased after Qiao Xiaomei and ran around the stage several times, but he could not catch anyone. He was so anxious that he was screaming!
He shouted as he lifted the crescent-shaped shovel and stabbed it forward!
In an instant, Qiao Xiaomei didn’t even dodge, but her toes were pointing at the edge of the stage. With a light leap, she stepped onto the crescent-shaped shovel, and then the whip in her hand, like a poisonous snake, swept towards the neck of her opponent!
The whip was wrapped in a harsh wind and was so fierce that it was about to break the neck of the fearsome monk!
“Ah!” A number of people stood up and stared at the stage.
Could it be that this cannibalistic monk was going to fall at the hands of this little girl today?!
In the nick of time, Qiao Xiaomei hesitated, as if she didn’t want to hurt anyone, but on stage, there was no room for hesitation, and Yuan Kong immediately grabbed the whip with his bare hands and yanked it hard!
The tug was so strong that Qiao Xiaomei fell off the crescent-shaped shovel with great force!
Yuan Kong immediately stomped on the whip, pinched Qiao Xiaomei’s head and lifted her, muttering, “Stinking b*tch, you’re tired of living!”
He slowly closed his five fingers, and Qiao Xiaomei’s teeth clenched. It looked like the little girl was about to be like the previous two, splattered with blood!
“It’s too much, if this little girl hadn’t been merciful, this monk would have been dead!”
“Yeah, yeah, how could he do that!”
“This little girl is so pitiful…”
Qiu Yutong involuntarily stood up and pressed his right hand against Tianzhao Yunhai. Just as he was about to draw his sword, he suddenly heard a stern shout, “Where did that itinerant monk come from, how dare he behave so atrociously during the Immortal Alliance Conference!”
The crowd looked toward the voice and could not help but be very surprised.
“Yes… it’s the Second Palace Master of Yuqin Palace!”
“Lin Zhufeng*!”
[T/N: Just realised that the name has been translated wrongly the entire time… It should be Lin Zhufeng, not Lin Qingfeng.]
It turned out that the athletic young man who leapt onto the martial arts stage was Lin Yurong’s younger brother, Lin Zhufeng!
“Zhufeng!” Lin Yurong couldn’t help but stand up, with a look of anxiety, helplessness and a bit of fear on his face. It was obvious that Lin Zhufeng’s sudden leap onto the stage was something that this Yuqin Palace master, had not expected at all.
Yuan Kong let out a cold laugh and threw Qiao Xiaomei off the martial arts stage before lifting his crescent-shaped shovel and lunging at Lin Zhufeng!
Lin Zhufeng’s body was extremely light and agile, and he kept sprinting around Yuan Kong, who couldn’t catch him and was shouting in anxiety.
“He wanted to drag this monk down and then kill him in one fell swoop,” Xiao Wu whispered.
“Exactly,” Qiu Yutong nodded.
After a few moments, Yuan Kong was really getting violent. Suddenly, Lin Zhufeng’s body paused slightly. Yuan Kong immediately became very happy, and fiercely reached out to grab him!
Lin Zhufeng was prepared for it and sharply ducked. Yuan Kong grabbed empty air, while Lin Zhufeng’s spiritual sword had already pierced diagonally through Yuan Kong’s armpit! All the way to the hilt!
“You, you…” Yuan Kong’s copper-bell eyes widened and he stumbled backwards several steps before missing a step and falling off the martial arts stage! His whole body went limp and a fishy stench hit his nose, but it turned out that he had lost control of his bowels in the midst of severe pain.
“What Canniballistic Itinerant Monk, that’s all!” Lin Zhufeng snorted coldly and casually wiped the blood stains on his spiritual sword off using his wrist guard.
At this moment, on the large martial arts stage, the young man stood in a dazzling manner.
Many cultivators could not help but exclaim, “What a hero!”
“One move to defeat the enemy, Yuqin Palace’s martial arts, not bad!”
“I heard earlier that in one song, Lin Yurong’s spiritual zither was shattered by Gui Wuya’s Iron Zither, along with his dao heart, but I’m afraid that’s a lie? “
“I also think that since the younger brother is so, the older brother naturally can’t be any worse!”
“I’m just afraid that Gui Wuya’s broken zither has something else in it…”
“Shh, keep it down…”
Gui Wuya couldn’t help but sneer as he listened to the chatter, “Lao Er, go and test this Second Palace Master Lin’s standard.”
“Yes, Eldest Brother!” Chen Wushang’s spirit lifted and he leapt onto the stage.
“Chen Wushang? “Lin Zhufeng stared.
Lin Yurong, who was on the stage, was so anxious that his face turned white, “Zhufeng, stop it and hurry down the stage!”
“Brother, it’s okay,” Lin Zhufeng didn’t listen to Lin Yurong at all, and only looked Chen Wushang up and down. “Chen Wushang, if you still had your left arm, I would be willing to fight you, but in your present condition, forget it.”
Chen Wushang’s expression was very gloomy, “What does this statement from Second Palace Master Lin mean? “
Lin Zhufeng said proudly, “I have made it very clear that this Lin is unwilling to take advantage of this.”
“Ignorant little child!” Chen Wushang almost laughed in exasperation.
Someone whispered, “After this Chen Wushang lost his arm, he rarely came out, but since he dared to go on stage today, it seems his cultivation hasn’t fallen off either.”
Qiu Yutong looked at the martial arts stage and wondered, “When did Chen Wushang lose an arm? “
“I heard that after Chen Wushang came out of the secret realm, his left arm was gone, probably because he had met some fierce beast,” frowned Xiao Wu.
Qiu Yutong stared blankly at Chen Wushang on the stage, feeling that Xiao Wu’s words were not the truth, as if there was something extremely important that he had forgotten.
What exactly was it?
It seemed that it has something to do with Chen Wushang’s arm?
Just as Qiu Yutong was dazed, Chen Wushang had already pressed on and swept out with a fierce sword! The powerful sword energy even caused a gale to rise from the square!
Lin Zhufeng was startled and made a violent backward leap, crossing his sword and blocking Chen Wushang’s attack!
As they stared at each other, a thin line of blood slowly appeared across Lin Zhufeng’s bare forehead; he was wounded by Chen Wuyuan’s sword energy! If Lin Zhufeng had dodged a moment too late, he would have had his skull cracked open!
Seeing that the blow had missed, Chen Wushang snorted coldly and leapt backwards.
Lin Zhufeng touched his forehead and his hands were covered in dripping blood. He couldn’t help but draw a cold breath and no longer dared to be careless as he carefully circled Chen Wushang.
Chen Wushang sneered and whirled around again!
His stance was like a ghost, flitting from front to back to left to right, so much so that Lin Zhufeng was unable to fight back. The two of them exchanged hundreds of blows, Lin Zhufeng’s body was covered in sword slashes and blood was continuously seeping out of them!
At this moment, the crowd could already see that Chen Wushang was indignant about Lin Zhufeng’s scorn just now and was deliberately teasing him, like a cat playing with a mouse, tormenting him slowly!
Lin Yurong stood up in anxiety, his face pale to the extreme, but he could do nothing. He could not help but cast a look of appeal at Xie Wanting, and said through a voice transmission, “Wanting, can you… “
Xie Wanting was staring at the stage, seemingly not having heard Lin Yurong’s words.
“Sect Leader, let me go and meet this Chen Wushang!” Sang Lingxi, however, could no longer watch, and without waiting for Xie Wanting’s reply, he sent his sword straight ahead, precisely blocking Chen Wushang’s strike at Lin Zhufeng!
Gui Wuya sneered, “Two against one? “
Before the words left his mouth, he had already reached the stage, sending Chen Wushang down off with one hand and throwing Lin Zhufeng hard with the other!
So, only two people were left on stage, Sang Lingxi and Gui Wuya!
Qiu Yutong stared blankly at the stage, puzzled and bewildered. He had not fought Gui Wuya directly, but at this moment, he felt that Gui Wuya’s stance was so familiar, as if they had fought hundreds of strokes together before…
Moreover, he had a vague sense of dread, and the source of this dread did not seem to be the opponent’s power, but some extremely terrible past, something that had happened… Qiu Yutong had the confidence that he could defeat Gui Wuya within 300 moves, but, but this feeling, this feeling like his blood had run cold, freezing to his bones…
What was this all about?
Qiu Yutong only felt his throat dry, and almost uncontrollably, he slowly took a step backwards.
Xiao Wu whispered, “What’s wrong? “
Qiu Yutong stared blankly at Gui Wuya on the martial arts stage, his mind in turmoil, but he couldn’t think of a time when he had fought Gui Wuya, nor could he think of a reason why he felt fearful, so he shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, “It’s nothing.”
