Chapter Ninety Six – A Cold Light (2/2)

Wen Fei grimaced inside. He glanced at Zuo Mo out of the corner of his eyes. He felt that under the expressionless visage, the other would definitely be laughing! The people who step out, if it was machinations and scheming, partisan politics, they were very good. But if it was the sword… …

He saw a few more people wanting to join in and could only push hard at the shixiong beside him and shout loudly.

“Chang Shixiong at the end!”

Chang Shixiong, who had been pushed out, looked with slight surprise at Wen Fei, and said, “I had assumed you would have another fight. Why push me out?”

“Please, Shixiong, help me take back my ring.” Wen Fei had a pleading expression.

A surprised expression made its way onto Chang Shixiong’s face. Wen Fei’s actions directly admitted that he wasn’t a match. He looked in interest at Zuo Mo. He turned his face to smile at Wen Fei, “Alright.”

After Wen Fei shouted, all the voices suddenly stopped. The people who had been tempted all shrunk back. The mood became slightly strange. The fiery atmosphere suddenly became silent, completely silent. The expressions of the three who had said they would fight became slightly unnatural. There wasn’t much change in Lin Yuan’s expression, but the uncontrollable wariness in his eyes made Zuo Mo pay special attention to this Chang Shixiong.

It seemed this person was strong!

Tao Zhu Er, and the others, after hearing Wen Fei yell “Chang Shixiong at the end”, they first paused and then became joyous.

“Ho, now that’s something to see!” Hu Shan said in a quiet voice, unable to suppress the excitement in his voice.

“That’s so true. After Chang Shixiong fought two years ago, until now, I’ve never seen Chang Shixiong fight again.” Yan Ming Zi was extremely excited.

“Chang Shixiong has been resting his body and mind… …” Hu Shan said.

“Che, only ghosts believe that!” Yan Ming Zi said disdainfully.

Tao Zhu Er suddenly turned around and added, “Even ghosts don’t believe it.”

Lin Yuan was dissatisfied with the present mood. This damned guy called Chang, nothing good happened whenever he came out! He spoke to break the suffocating silence, “Alright. However, we’ll say it first. If you lose, I can take a talisman from you.”

“Naturally.” There was still no expression on Zuo Mo’s zombie face. No one could see what he was thinking. He weakly added, “But if you want this Water Drop sword, you have to wait until after the five fights for me to give you. I don’t have a substitute flying sword.”

“No problem.” Lin Yuan generously said. He looked like he was already the victor.

Lin Yuan’s supporters became excited again. They widened their eyes, afraid of missing a detail. Thinking about the picture of Eldest Shixiong beating this horrid zombie up, it would be very interesting!

The Water Drop sword floated in front of Zuo Mo’s chest like a leaf floating in water.

Chang Shixiong’s eyes focused. His eyes were very experienced. The Water Drop sword looked like it was quietly floating but in reality, it was making extremely small movements. It was like a snake that had already found its target and was waiting for a chance!

This was an extremely tiny detail. However, he had to re-judge the strength of this weak-looking youth.

In comparison, Wen Fei’s response was much faster and his face much uglier. He had fought with Zuo Mo before and he had a direct understanding of the other’s strength. Right now, this opening move gave him great pressure, pressure that hadn’t appeared when they had fought last time!

There was only one explanation. In this interval of time, Zuo Mo had become stronger!

Zuo Mo’s legs were naturally spread out, his face slightly lowered, his eyes looking down like an old monk in meditation.

Lin Yuan smirked and took out his flying sword. This was a flying sword that was entirely gold, countless seals carved on it. Between the seals, golden light flashed like ripples of water.

“[Yang Emperor Sword], fourth-grade!” he said proudly.

Hiss, the xiuzhe in the surroundings inhaled sharply, their eyes hot as they looked at the sparkling gold sword. A fourth-grade flying sword was very rare in Sky Moon Jie.

Enjoying the envious and admiring glances of everyone else, Lin Yuan’s mood was very good. He postured, “You are a guest. This one will let you have three moves!”

Zuo Mo didn’t move. It was like he didn’t hear it.

Seeing the situation, Lin Yuan was dissatisfied with Zuo Mo’s lack of cooperation and snorted, “If you are looking for death, then don’t blame this one! Attack!”

The sound feel and Zuo Mo suddenly opened his eyes!

It was impossible to describe the cold light that flashed through Zuo Mo’s eyes. It was like an extremely sharp and vicious sword energy, and also like a poisonous snake that had been hiding in the shadows who suddenly bared its fangs!

The Water Drop sword that had been quietly floating in front of his chest disappeared.

It suddenly appeared at Lin Yuan’s neck, the sword point slightly spilling out a sword energy, just barely grazing Lin Yuan’s neck.

Lin Yuan’s expression was dumb as he stood, maintaining his posture. He was afraid to move. On his well-maintained and lily-white neck, a drop of blood was very bright.

The mountain gate of Ling Ying Sect was deathly silent!

Translator Ramblings: Zuo Mo planned pretty far ahead. Everything to make a profit. For the people who were commented on the name, I forgot to add that one factor in scalping zombie was that scalpers seek a profit and that really fits Zuo Mo.