Chapter 823 - Phantom Dancer (1/2)

Ghost was visibly upset that everyone was laughing at her. She pouted her lips as she walked straight toward the double-edged Trident Sword that was about 1.8 meters long. Without a word, she reached out and lifted the dazzling sword with ease.

The raucous laughter suddenly stopped. Everyone stared at the stage with eyes and mouths wide open, looking like they were being electrocuted.

“What? How is this possible?”

“The double-edged Trident Sword is the heaviest of the four Earth-grade god weapons at about 3,600 pounds. How is it possible that a girl with no cultivation can lift it?”

“My goodness, what am I seeing? What in the world is going on here?”

The spectators could not believe what they saw, and those who had mocked Ghost were terribly embarrassed. It felt like being slapped in their faces after they witnessed the feat and they looked flustered.

Lu De was equally shocked and lost for words. He stroked his white beard and wondered if this girl possessed god-given powers.

From among the crowd, he shouted to Ghost, “Girl, try to wield the sword!”

Ghost was about to do it even without being asked and proceeded to wield the sword. Although her handling was a little messy, the 3,600-pound sword moved along with Ghost, creating a wind as she twirled it around. The wind howled like a beast and those without high cultivation who stood near the stage were blown off stage to the ground.

It was not just wind. It was a fierce gale!

Although the Elders sitting on stage did not move an inch, the strong wind tousled up their white hair, and their faces had shock written all over them.

The strong wind swept across the entire venue and shook the hall.

“This slip of a girl can wield the sword so easily. Is she that strong?” exclaimed the man whom Ghost had taught a lesson.

Chen Feng was instantly silenced, unable to think of anything to say. He felt his throat go dry and found it hard to swallow his saliva. Ghost’s power far exceeded his expectation.

Suddenly, Ghost stopped wielding the sword.

“No fun… This is no fun at all!” she said.

Ghost was not interested in the double-edged Trident Sword at all. She tossed it away, and part of the sword smashed onto the stage and a loud blast resulted. The shock of the impact smashed a hole in the granite floor, and countless spiderweb-like cracks spread out from that hole.

“I am returning it to you!” said Ghost.

She had thrown the sword toward the bad-tempered Elder from the Dwarf Clan.

The Elder dwarf had a high cultivation level, and he suspended the sword in mid-air. His old hand did not even touch the 3,600-pound god weapon, but the sword came to a stop and hovered in the air just in front of his palm.

From that point on, everyone changed their impression of Ghost. They looked at her with much admiration and treated her like she was of noble status.

“Seeing our little girl show off, I want to go up there and show off as well,” said Duck Emperor. The duck could not wait to shine on stage and wanted the audience to look at him in awe as well.

He was about to make his move when Xiao Luo cut him off with no hesitation. “You are so weak. Other than being fast, you have nothing else to show for.”

“I-I…” stammered Duck Emperor.

He wanted to argue but realized what Xiao Luo had said was true for he did not have any other significant skills to boast. Still, Duck Emperor wanted to save face to avoid embarrassment. So, he made a fuss as a cover and complained, “Oh, my ducking grandfather! Goddamn brat, can you not always burst my bubble? Can you not let me have some dignity? I have been through so much danger together with you. Surely I deserve some reward for my effort even if I have achieved little. Will it kill you to give me some face?”

Xiao Luo rolled his eyes up and did not bother to argue with him on such a trivial matter.

“Little girl, please stop!”