Chapter 632 – The Battle of the Schools of Novels Two (1/2)

Wang Luocheng had many hobbies in his life, from dog-walking and cock-fighting to drinking with women and playing with women and so on. He was skilled in several of them, but fighting did not happen to be one of them. Li Qingshan’s murderousness stunned him, where even his thought processes slowed down. He retreated instinctively, hoping that someone else would block Li Qingshan for him.

However, perhaps because the others had never expected Li Qingshan to strike without batting an eye, combined with his imposing manner, everyone else faltered as well. After all, the school of Novels had never been known for their battle prowess. Because the power of belief did not come easily, they were unable to regularly train and spar. They were more willing to conjure some beauty and train and spar in bed.

Of course, some were truly slow, while others wanted Li Qingshan and Wang Luocheng to waste away one another. In the end, both of them would be heavily injured, and two of their competitors would be immediately eliminated. As their eyes drifted about, they discovered none of them were idiots.

As a result, an encirclement of eight people immediately turned into a one-against-one battle between Li Qingshan and Wang Luocheng. Wang Luocheng returned to his senses. He had just been betrayed, so he cursed inside, Novelists are never up to any good! He recovered some of the functionality of his stunned brain and immediately used the Divine Talisman of Great Creation to conjure a great gate formed from steel. It was a foot thick.

At the same time, he desperately powered his protective spiritual artifact. As long as he could stop Li Qingshan for a while, the others would not simplu stand by and watch on. As a result, the encirclement would be reestablished.

However, before Wang Luocheng could even catch his breath, there was a great boom, and the huge gate caved in and twisted. Li Qingshan emerged like he had smashed through a gate of paper, reaching towards his face with his open hand.

Only very few people managed to make out that when Li Qingshan collided with the gate, his hands pushed and pulled several dozen times, destroying the very integrity of the gate.

Wang Luocheng was shocked. He let out a strange cry and let a flying sword emerge from his sleeve, stabbing straight towards Li Qingshan’s chest. The sword shone brightly; it was an arcane artifact. Although it was the weakest, inferior arcane artifact, it still could not be underestimated.

Liu Chuanfeng could not help but stand up. He was furious and worried. How was he supposed to stop the flying sword with his protective spiritual qi alone, unable to use any protective techniques or arcane artifacts?

Li Qingshan smiled. He bent and flicked a finger on his left hand, deflecting the flying sword with a clang. At the same time, he formed a fist with his right hand and struck Wang Luocheng’s chest.

With a bang, Wang Luocheng’s protective glow scattered, launched away while coughing up blood. His protective spiritual artifact had already been reduced to pieces. With only a thin layer of protective spiritual qi, how was he supposed to stop Li Qingshan’s fist?

Wang Luocheng was only at early Foundation Establishment. He was already two minor cultivation realms weaker than Li Qingshan, and his cultivation method paled in comparison to the Arts of the Boundless Ocean, let alone the difference that existed given his untempered body. Li Qingshan had not even used the strength of the ox demon. He even held back slightly in the end, or killing Wang Luocheng with a single punch would have been nothing strange at all.

Wang Luocheng fainted on the spot, and the disciples of the school of Medicine carried him off the stage for treatment. Li Qingshan turned around and faced the remaining seven people, raising a finger. “One!”

Although the entire process involved a lot of wit and courage, in the eyes of the spectators, Li Qingshan had finished off a Foundation Establishment cultivator in a single lunge.

“His reputation truly is well-deserved. Even without using arcane artifacts or battle skills, uncle-in-law is still so fierce! Tieyi, is he really a disciple of the school of Novels? I think he’s clearly a disciple of our school of the Military!”

The leader of the school of the Military from the Yong’an prefecture was overcome by surprise. The other leaders of the schools of the Military stood to one side, gathered around Han Tieyi. The Han family had held the position of great general for all these years, so all the disciples of the school of the Military were past acquaintances and subordinates. They were all on friendly terms, which was why they referred to Li Qingshan as “uncle-in-law”.

Han Tieyi said, “He really should have joined the school of the Military.”

“Fortunately, he’s a disciple of the school of Novels, or if he were to represent the Clear River prefecture, we can just forfeit.”