Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Eight – Aggravation and Pleasure (1/2)
Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Eight – Aggravation and Pleasure
Yu Bai had not found Zong Ming Yan. That slightly disappointed him. He suddenly noticed, not far away, there stood a golden armored soldier. He recognized it as a seal soldier. The fact that Zuo Mo had challenged Ling Ying Sect was not known by the non-locals, but it had spread widely in Dong Fu locally. Naturally, one piece of important information had been Zuo Mo had taken a seal soldier, so Yu Bai knew of it.
He hadn’t thought that Zuo Mo would be so close to him.
Yu Bai shook his head. He didn’t have much interest in Zuo Mo. Even though the other had displayed outstanding talent, Yu Bai looked down on doing something such as bullying a zhuji xiuzhe. His Master and Wu Kong Sword Sect were on good relations. He was not willing to disrupt this kind of friendly relationship.
He was even considering, that if there was the chance, he would help Zuo Mo out.
But, very quickly, he did not have the attention to spare to think about this question because he saw a great enemy. A large man holding a gigantic sword the size of a door, stomping heavily as he neared. The other had already noticed him. Yu Bai could feel the other nearing, as his presence was quickly rising.
Nan Men Yang, the brightest grassroots xiuzhe in this Sword Test Conference. This extremely large figured man was extremely talented. Practicing the second grade [Vajra Scripture] and using the second-grade [Mountain Breaker Sword] combined for astonishing power. Because he belong to no family or sect, he quickly became the piece of jade that all sects were vying for. The benefits each sect offered him quickly rose. According to those familiar, Gu Rong Ping had represented Heart Lake Sect to give an invitation. Other than that, almost all the large sects had made an offer.
He was only twenty four years this year, his potential seemed limitless.
Nan Men Yang was the largest xiuzhe in the Sword Test Conference. His height of one zhang made him look like a moving mountain. All the muscles on his body were hard and powerful, the hard curves carved as they gave off the special faint gold light from the [Vajra Scripture], a presence that pressured others and suffocated them.
His strides were long, steady, and heavy, and one couldn’t help but feel the ground was shaking as he walked.
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Zuo Mo felt the vibration of the ground and raised his head. However, due to the dense foliage of the trees, he couldn’t see the figure of Nan Men Yang.
After muttering a few words, he continued his work.
Three zhi long metal nails glowed with a cool blue light. Barely visible were the patterns of formations that covered the entire body of the nails.
Zuo Mo spat into his palms and raised the large metal hammer, channeling [Vajra Profound Sutra] as he pounded the metal nail into the ground. In total, there were nine large metal nails that were hammered into the ground by Zuo Mo according to specific locations. They formed the beginnings of a formation. After the hammering, Zuo Mo didn’t wipe his sweat away as he stood at the center of the formation, his fingers flying as he spat out a string of rushed notes.
The cool blue light started to spread from the nine metal nails into the surroundings. In the blink of an eye, with Zuo Mo as the center, a circle with radius of thirty zhang was completely dyed with blue light.
Zuo Mo suddenly shouted, “Set!”
The blue light that had been spreading instantly stopped. They brightened and then disappeared.
Zuo Mo released the ling power on his hands, collapsing onto his behind on the ground as he panted. Oh dear, this [Nine Metal Earth Formation] might not be a high-grade formation but it really used up a lot of ling power. [Nine Metal Earth Formation] was a second-grade formation. It only had one ability, it turned all the earth within the area of the formation as hard as metal, preventing enemies from attacking from below the earth.
After solving the problem of defending the earth, the next he had to solve was defending against the sky.
This time, Zuo Mo chose to use the [Dragon Tying Formation]. If a ningmai xiuzhe was trapped by the [Dragon Tying Formation], they usually couldn’t get out quickly. What Zuo Mo needed was just that little amount of time. Out of caution, Zuo Mo set down six [Dragon Tying Formation], almost covering all angles.
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Not everyone’s eyes were fixed on Wei Sheng and Gu Rong Ping. Some people were noticing every single one of Zuo Mo’s actions.
“What does he want to do?” Yan Ming Zi dazedly asked Hu Shan.
Hu Shan was also gaping. He woodenly shook his head. “Don’t know… …”
“Is he trying to build a cave residence there?” Tao Zhu looked as though she had seen a ghost. “This this this… …”
At the place that the disciples of Wu Kong Sword Sect were gathering, everyone’s expressions became extremely strange.
“Zuo Shidi’s thinking… …” Li Ying Feng’s face was red, and she forced out, “extremely unique!”
Xiao Guo’s eyes were full of stars, extremely admiring. “Shixiong is very strong! To be able to think of such a powerful method! Too powerful!”
The expression of the disciples that heard this became even stranger.
“So embarrassing!” Yan Le sighed, covering his head, not bearing to look. “We are sword xiu… …”
Shi Feng Rong’s face was black. “When he comes back, we need to sort out this rascal! He really humiliated us Wu Kong Sword Sect to the ground!”
The cold light in Xin Yan’s eyes were like the dance of countless blades. His voice seemed to come out of a deep glacier, so cold that people’s hearts shook. “I’ll teachhim what a sword xiu is!”
Pei Yuan Ran, who had the greatest experience in keeping his composure, felt his face was extremely red. He seemed to hear the memorial tablets of the ancestral masters in Wu Kong Hall were all jumping, the ancestral masters beating their chests and stomping their feet.
“Embarrassment, embarrassment… …”
“So humiliating, so humiliating… …”
“You unfilial disciples, I… … I need to climb out… …”
… …
Pei Yuan Ran felt as though his entire body was freezing. As he looked at the Zuo Mo in the mirage happily setting up his formations without a hint of stopping, his breath choked at his throat. His face was suffocating so much it was red, his fingers trembling.
Just at this time, he heard Xiao Guo’s innocent voice.