Chapter 368: Even if we’re a bit late, shall we still inaugurate the event? (1/2)

Chapter 368: Even if we’re a bit late, shall we still inaugurate the event?

Translator: G.o.dBrandy Editor: Kurisu

Chu Tie suffered a complete defeat. But even if he lost an arm, he was still alive at least. As for the lost arm, there was hope to reattach it back. His face was deathly pale as he picked up his right arm and the sword, staggeringly jumping down from the platform.

The medical cultivators of the Chu Family immediately rushed toward Chu Tie. They stopped his bleeding and sealed his right arm as to avoid deterioration.

The leader of the Chu Family said in a grave tone, ”Immediately bring Chu Tie back to the clan and try to reattach his severed arm.”

The nearby specialized personnel was already prepared; they got Chu Tie into the vehicle and sped up toward the clan. They were planning to reattach his severed arm through a surgery.

After seeing Chu Tie off, Chu Yong deeply sighed and grasped his long sword, ready to go on stage.

His strength was almost equal to that of Chu Tie. Therefore, he had next to no chance of winning against Jian Xiao. Just like Chu Tie, his objective was to consume Jian Xiao's strength and true qi as much as possible.

”Senior Brother Chu Yong, wait a moment. Let me go on stage first.” Chu Xiong, who had his eyes closed the whole time, stopped chanting scriptures and stood up.

Chu Xiong had a strong build. After standing up, he was half a head taller than all the people in the Chu Family's camp.

”But…” Chu Yong looked at the family leader.

”Family leader, leave it to me.” Chu Xiong turned his head toward the family leader and said, ”I'm in the right state of mind to go on stage!”

Soon after, he opened his eyes; flames of fury were burning in them, making him resemble a wrathful Buddha. It was the reason his sect was named 'Furious Buddhist Sect'. Being angry would negatively influence other cultivators, but it was a powerful buff for the disciples of the Furious Buddhist Sect.

”Fine, but try to preserve your strength.” The family leader said.

”Don't worry.” Chu Xiong slowly walked forward, and a vajra scepter slid into his hands.

The true qi inside his body was surging at each step, just like a big and wide river.

While marching toward the platform, he took off his monk robe and revealed his steel-like muscles.

After shedding his robe, he wrapped it around his waist. This increased his resemblance to those furious Buddhas you see in paintings even more.

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”Eh? A disciple of the Furious Buddhist Sect?” Soft Feather discerned Chu Xiong's origin with just a glance.

If he was a disciple of the Furious Buddhist Sect, the winner of this match was already decided. Although it was only a middle-rank school amongst buddhist schools, if we were to take into consideration fighting capacity alone, the disciples of the Furious Buddhist Sect were comparable to those of first-rank buddhist schools.

The angrier they were, the stronger and more fearless they would be!

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As soon as Chu Xiong stepped onto the stage, Jian Xiao's expression got serious.

”The second match of the second category will now commence,” the Spiritual Emperor from Eternal Sword Sect proclaimed.

As soon as his voice faded...

Jian Xiao raised his right arm toward the sky. While raised, his right arm had a length that was comparable to half of his body. Then, he slashed toward Chu Xiong with his broadsword, sending out a blow of slas.h.i.+ng light!

The sword qi was extremely sharp and almost comparable to the attack of a cultivator of the Third Stage.

While facing the powerful sword qi, Chu Xiong didn't retreat or evade; he stood still and activated a sealing technique while holding his vajra scepter. ”Break!”

Soon after he yelled 'break', a big golden fist exploded from the vajra scepter in his hand.

The glittering golden fist slammed against the sword qi, smas.h.i.+ng it into pieces.

The power of the fist didn't diminish as it clashed against Jian Xiao's body, sending him flying against the defensive barrier set up by the Spiritual Emperors of the Eternal Sword Sect.

After cras.h.i.+ng against the barrier, Jian Xiao slowly fell downward, spitting out a big mouthful of blood. The deep mark of a fist was left behind on his chest.

This blow had broken more than half of Jian Xiao's bones, as well as damaged the majority of his internal organs. It was unknown how many months or years he would need to recover.

Is the difference between cultivators of the Second and Third Stage so big?

Jian Xiao looked at the towering Chu Xiong with a confused expression on his face. The difference between the two was like that of heaven and earth.

”Illusory Sword School's Jian Xiao admits defeat,” Xu Zheng said in a hurry, making Jian Xiao forfeit the match.

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”Is there so much difference in strength between cultivators of the Second and Third Stage?” Chu Chunying was also curious about this point.

Jian Xiao was a cultivator of the Second Stage, with seven of his dantians open, and as Soft Feather said, he possessed that special arm too. Nonetheless, he wasn't even able to withstand a single blow from Chu Xiong?

”Although the difference between the two stages is quite big, it's not insurmountable. The real difference between Chu Xiong and Jian Xiao lies in the techniques they practice,” Soft Feather said calmly.

Jian Xiao was practicing the technique pa.s.sed down within the Illusory Sword School. This technique was only slightly better than the ones commonly found in the word of cultivators.