Chapter 127 - -Magnificently Slaying Trash (1/2)

Chapter 127 -Magnificently Slaying Trash.

AST 0127 -Magnificently Slaying Trash

“You’re merely a single Xiantian cultivator! You must be courting death!”

The words of Qing Shui caused the middle-aged man to gaze at him with astonishment in his eyes. He discovered that the eyes of Qing Shui were extremely clear, and the middle-aged man even felt a sense of wanting to avoid Qing Shui’s gaze.

He found this notion to be exceedingly laughable. With heavy steps filled with strength, the middle-aged man slowly walked towards Qing Shui as a cruel smile was displayed on his face.

This was because he knew that this exquisite looking young man filled with charm was his target this time around. As long as he could kill this youth off, then it could be considered that he had accomplished his mission. Just thinking of that, caused his lips to curl up, revealing rows of snowy white teeth. This causing the ordinary looking face of the middle-aged man to be somewhat more striking.

“Qing Shui, don’t be rash!” Qing Luo called out, trying to halt Qing Shui who had already taken two steps forwards. Qing Luo felt extremely wretched and helpless, as he had seen his son almost get beaten to death.

“Qing Shui, he is at least at the 2nd grade of Xiantian. Are you confident you can beat him?” Yu Donghao furrowed his brows as he looked towards Qing Shui. He knew that Qing Shui was proficient in a plethora of strange techniques. He still didn’t know how he had managed to kill Bai Zhong.

The words of Yu Donghao, caused the surrounding people, including the Qing Clan members to be flabbergasted. If Yu Donghao were not at the Xiantian level, the people there would most likely be treating him like a madman.

Qing Yi didn’t say anything, but she was tightly clutching Qing Shui’s hands. Feeling anguish in her heart, her elder brother had already been so grievously injured. Now if her son really went up, wouldn’t that merely increase the number of casualties?

“Mother dearest, believe in me. I don’t joke around with my life. Killing him isn’t a problem at all.” Qing Shui smiled as he looked to Qing Yi, and after which, he also nodded in reassurance to Yu Donghao.

If it were not for the rules of the arena, a few of the other red-eyed Qing Clan 3rd generation members would have rushed up to try to kill the opponent. Qing Shan was shouting in anger with tears in his eyes. How could he not feel anguish when he saw that his Father had been beaten up so badly.

Qing Yi gazed at Qing Shui with a complicated feeling in her eyes. She realized that her son was getting more and more mysterious, and she couldn’t see through him anymore. Despite this, the motherly love she had for him remained unchanged.

She slowly relinquished her hold of Qing Shui’s hand, and Qing Shui smiled in response, before turning his body and walking towards the arena.

Everyone in the crowd with the exception of the Wenren sisters all stared at Qing Shui incredulously. Was he seeking death? They had no way to understand what Qing Shui was trying to do. If they had known that Qing Shui wanted to enter the arena, many would have found it unbelievable.

The atmosphere had turned silent, the rowdy crowd didn’t even dare to breathe loudly. The worried eyes of Qing Yi couldn’t help but tear up as she regarded the back of Qing Shui.

Qing Yi silently gazed at the back of Qing Shui. The weak and little boy that had been unable to cultivate had finally matured, and even became the pillar of the Qing Clan today. That pitiful back view of the child from back then, had already become so tall and awe inspiring…

Standing opposite of the middle-aged man, Qing Shui stared at his ordinary face. “Today, not only will you die, but I will also find out who instigated you into doing this. In the future, I will be sure to pay them a visit.”

“Little boy, today you should first consider whether you will survive.”

The middle-aged man cruelly laughed, as he repeated his earlier strike, sending a fist over to Qing Shui. The bloodlust in his eyes flickered intensely as his lips curled up in an unpleasant looking smile.

Qing Shui half-clenched his fist. Now that Qing Shui had already broken through to the 4th Heavenly Layer, it could truly be said that he has shed his mortal body and transcended into a higher realm. Previously at the peak of the 3rd Heavenly Layer, his level of power was equivalent to someone at the peak of Houtian. After he had broken through, and after some time of stabilizing his power, his current power was equal to someone at the 4th grade of Xiantian. For cultivators in the 1st three grades of Xiantian, Qing Shui could care less about them.

As he watched the fist that could pulverize a peak of Houtian into mincemeat approaching, he couldn’t help but think how tiny and weak it felt. The power level of Qing Shui before and after his breakthrough was comparable to the difference between the intensity of light between a firefly and the moon.

Initially, as the fist approached, Qing Shui had wanted to use the Solitary Rapid Fist technique to smash his opponent to death, but thinking again he realized that this was a good opportunity to showcase to the world that from this moment onwards, the Qing Clan also possessed a Xiantian Cultivator!

The Ancient Strengthening Technique frenziedly circulated, transferring all the strength in his body to both his arms, Qing Shui blasted out with his full power at the middled-aged man that was still smiling cruelly while he was rushing at him. Even in death, Qing Shui also wanted the middle-aged man to die with with a grievance.

In an instant, approximately 25,000 jin of tremendous strength felt akin to the pressure of a majestic mountain.

The eyes of the middle-aged man grew as round as saucers. Instantly, panic, depression and incredulity could be seen in them!

“Peng!” A loud sound echoed out, the impact created even caused part of the arena to be broken off. There was no longer any traces of the middle-aged Xiantian Cultivator. All that could be seen floating in the air, was a mist of blood.

Qing Shui stood unmoving on the arena. His lanky figure resembled a towering mountain!

The surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

“Isn’t that an insta-kill?”

It was not known who said those words.

Moments later, chaos erupted underneath the arena. The 3rd generation of the Qing Clan excitedly cheered as they rushed towards Qing Shui and surrounded him. In their eyes, worship and awe could be seen.

“Strong, you are really too strong!” Yu Donghao said in amazement, as though he just woken up from shock.

“Qing He couldn’t even block a single strike. But after Qing Shui’s attack, not even a speck of dust could be seen remaining from that middle-aged man. What exactly is the level of Qing Shui’s strength?” The rest of the clans from Hundred Miles City asked each other incredulously.

Members of the Situ Clan had exceptionally ugly expressions on their faces. Especially after the earlier words from Situ Ba. Didn’t that make him akin to a clown now?

Qing Yi heaved a sigh in relief, as tears of joy flooded her face. In this instant, only pride remained in her heart.