Volume 2 Chapter 34 (1/2)
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T/N: The previous translators used the words ‘Senior Brother' and ‘Junior Brother', but I've decided to use the words ‘shi+xiong' and ‘shi+di' instead in response tothese words)
nobody had expected this developathered closely around thee space for theether in discussion, trying to figure out their origins
The Fuyao Sect had secluded the time Other than the formidable masters who had lived for thousands of years from back then, not many people had ever heard of the sect now It just had to be that this sect with unknown origins had been putting up a wealthy and high-ranking act since that day on the port of the East Sea, that people couldn't possibly not know them Everyone had heard of the wastrels in this sect
Even if cultivators wouldn't care about worldly matters and wealth, could they really be so indifferent when the Island Lord also gave these people special treatroup, who never interacted much with outsiders, didn't know that they had already beco Qian, with his figure of an eleven- to twelve-year-old boy, stood there without , a lone wooden sword that looked like a child's toy in his hand
So the crowd, “What a cocky child Is there no senior in the sect to keep him in line?”
Another one said, “What, didn't you hear that the Island Lord had allowed them to enter the Lecture Hall? What kind of honorable sect would let their disciples enter other people's lecture halls?”
“That's quite strange Then why does the Island Lord give them such special treat master of a wealthy family, or even a relative of the royal fae sums of money to acquire a rare treasure and swayed the Island Lord, so they were allowed in”
“Thinking that anyone could be a cultivator, what an unrealistic dream Is the path of cultivation so easy to tread?”
Yan ZhengMing had practically been drivenQian's reliability was only a flower in the mirror, the moon reflected on the water [1] — It didn't really exist!
Face cold as ice, he gritted out in a low voice through clenched teeth, “Cheng, Qian!”
Cheng Qian wasn't deaf, of course he had heard those comments He imoing to be' difficult, it had already beco a such a show, his kar Qian had suspicions that his master's words on the boat back then were a pres had co Qian didn't actually want to make any real move, he had only on Island to see
Firstly, the other party had lost earlier, it wouldn't be reasonable for hi Qian knew his own age Let's not talk about these cultivators — even arown-up ht with a barely adolescent boy
At this point, Cheng Qian finally realized that he er's back [2]
If he were a good boy as good ords, he could have easily talked his way out of this situation He wasn't any kind of person with status anyway, the top of his head could barely reach that man's chest, so he didn't need to consider his faceQian had never been an unruly brat to begin with
Mind racing, he quickly went through all the exchange of blows that he'd seen on the platform earlier When he finished, he did not retreat and steeled hi: “Come atQian refused to back down and ignored Yan ZhengMing's warnings Acting like the bystanders didn't exist, he cupped his fist with his other hand and said to the rogue cultivator, “I've learned a bit of swordplay myself, but I'm not very skilled yet My master still wouldn't let me use an iron sword I'd appreciate any pointers from you, Brother [3]”
It was unclear what kind of sect out in the wilderness had produced this defeated rogue cultivator, but he didn't carethose words, he i pointers is tooMaster could enter the Lecture Hall without participating in the competition, you must have some kind of unique talent”
The hed in a soft voice — probably at his lack of sha the spectacle interrupted then, “Second Brother Zhang, this young brother has challenged you, so accept his challenge If you win, e!”
Han Yuan said angrily, “What if you lose? Kneel down and… mmph!”
Li Yun reached out to cover hisup this trouble his brows, “Aiya, what did that little brother say just now? What would happen if I lose?”
Cheng Qian slowly levelled his wooden sword, esture, and said mildly, “I wouldn't dare My shi+di's words were insolent, do pardon hier and decided to grab Cheng Qian back without caring for anything else But he had only taken one step when a folding fan appeared out of nowhere to block his way
He saw a scholarlyrobe, eyes slanted and sharp The htly frivolous manner, “Ah, don't be in such a hurry to stop them, Sect Leader Yan Let us witness the skill of your sect's favorite disciple”
“Out ofstruck at that person's wrist with the base of his sword
Li Yun, “Eldest shi+xiong, don't…”
Before Yan ZhengMing's sword could even brush against the corner of that person's clothes, a fory collided with his sword's hilt The force of the collision went along his ar retreated three steps, a suffocating feeling in his chest, and almost vomited a mouthful of blood
Li Yun hurried to support hi forced hilared at the ard for hi fan andhimself On the fan, written in a colorful and elaborate fashi+on, was the line ‘Think thrice before you act [4]' He sfully as he said, “Such recklessness is ill-fitting for a sect leader”
This person was clearly here to stir trouble for theon Competition anyway, so he didn't haveQian only had a worn out wooden sword in his hand Throwing aside all earlier pretenses, he charged forith a slash of his sword
This wasn't a strike that could be stopped easily It was unclear where he had obtained his sword, but there were enhancing incantations carved onto it The rogue cultivator also practiced soe cultivation method, that before the sword even landed a hit, an eerie wind had arrived first, causing an irritating pain on the skin
The wooden sword truly wasn't a strong object Cheng Qian didn't have his Master's skill, so he avoided the tip of the sword and dodged with a twist of his body
The rogue cultivator saw that he would only retreat and dodge instead ofthe strikes, and i his showy and fancy swordplay that the eyes could hardly follow, and forced Cheng Qian to e hi's atched those two like he atching a monkey show He s, but he has great talent to be a counterattacker”
He ironically ‘praised' Cheng Qian for only being able to dodge and retreat Yan ZhengMing's sielding hand turned green at the knuckles From the day he was born till nohen had he ever suffered such disgrace?
The rogue cultivator closed in on Cheng Qian and smiled maliciously, “Does your sect's brilliant swordplay only teach you to dodge and retreat?”
As he spoke, the wooden hairpin in Cheng Qian's hair was split in two by the wind froe part of his hair iue cultivator, “You'd better go back to drink your uard with his counterattack then
He ju the floor And then he turned with thenificent sounds of the seas and rivers, its footwork used long strides The wooden sword swept by like a thousand waves, soue cultivator couldn't help hesitating
Two kinds of people were suitable for this kind of swordplay: The first was people who crudely fought with raw strength, ould break through any fancy techniques with one forceful blow; The other kind was people ereQian trained with his sword diligently, but he had never really fought with anyone His natural reaction was still untrained, so it was useless no h the rogue cultivator's skill wasn't that high, Cheng Qian was still no e blows directly
While watching the ue cultivator's sword techniques were packed with power, so he took a risky guess and predicted that his opponent wouldn't change his techniquesthe attacks earlier because he only had one trick up his sleeve He aiting for his opponent to get carried away and push on his see victory, to use this technique and deliver his own blow
The wooden sword accurately sliced through the wind fro the iron sword's edge, he cleanly avoided the sword tip And, with the unique cultivation h carving charue cultivator's face
Of course, the blunt wooden souldn't cause his blood to be splattered for three feet, but the rogue cultivator was still stunned by this strike Blood dripped from the corner of hismark was left on his face, which swelled to the size of a steamed bun in the blink of an eye nobody knehether his teeth were knocked out
It was said that one shouldn't hit the face when beating so that the bystanders were bewildered
Even the scholar with the folding fan see Qian was already feeling regretful after landing his hit It was as if he had s