Chapter 811 - 28: Breaking the Defense

Chapter 811: Chapter 28: Breaking the Defense

Wu Gong gritted his teeth, not daring to respond, afraid that opening his mouth would disturb his focus and weaken his spirit. The saber in his hand grew more fierce, even carrying a hint of lightning, making his sword skill more vicious and increasing the speed.

"I wondered where you got your courage from. Turns out you only unleashed a bit of power from your Spiritual Ability. Even this half-baked fool dares to challenge me."

As he spoke, Zhao Sanqing braced against one of Wu Gong’s strikes, causing a dull metallic crash. Wu Gong’s saber was knocked up, and Zhao Sanqing rushed in, aiming a thrust at Wu Gong’s lower body, which would surely shatter it if hit.

Wu Gong could only dodge, but that was Zhao Sanqing’s feint. Suddenly he grabbed Wu Gong’s wrist gripping the saber, and Wu Gong reacted swiftly, rotating the long saber to sweep obliquely at Zhao Sanqing’s neck, causing him to lean back to dodge.

Wu Gong neutralized the assault, staring coldly at Zhao Sanqing, "The neck is your weak point. Your Vajra Strength hasn’t been trained there."

Zhao Sanqing shrank his neck, his expression slightly fierce, "Nonsense!"

With a roar, his Spiritual Ability exploded, and his whole body shot out like a cannonball. Wu Gong retreated, almost simultaneously, the long saber in his hand entwined with thunder, executing the Thunderbolt Hall’s Thunderbolt Slash.

He followed the saber, and the lightning directly slashed at Zhao Sanqing’s neck.

Boom...

Like a lightning strike, the saber hit Zhao Sanqing’s neck but didn’t penetrate. Zhao Sanqing’s expression was fierce, his iron jaw firmly clamping the blade, boom...

With a stomp accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, Wu Gong let out a miserable scream, his body weakening, as Zhao Sanqing followed with a kick to Wu Gong’s knee, crack...

Wu Gong fell to the ground, Zhao Sanqing smiled sinisterly, stomping towards Wu Gong’s critical spot, and at this point, Wu Gong, despite the severe pain, hurriedly admitted defeat.

Boom...

The stomp hit the ground, directly scaring the blood color out of Wu Gong’s face.

If not for the rules of Jiuxiao Building, he would surely have crippled this guy.

Zhao Sanqing squatted down, patted Wu Gong’s face, "Next time, avoid me. If you dare come again, you won’t be so lucky."

Wu Gong hung his head, his spirit and vigor taken away, never daring to challenge again.

Zhao Sanqing spat, "Trash, anyone else?"

The crowd marveled at Zhao Sanqing’s ruthlessness, a second-time challenger like Wu Gong was rare, and the result was even more miserable.

No one knew who the third unfortunate soul would be. Such strength was assuredly for in-house matches, slightly overpowering for preliminary rounds, although most people observed rules, with few exceptions like Vajra Hall.

"Vajra Institute Zhao Sanqing wins the second match of three consecutive victories. Next, his opponent is Loose Cultivator Ren Yanli, marking Ren Yanli’s first match of three consecutive victories."

Suddenly the entire arena boiled over, interest soaring wildly. Damn, who is so badass to challenge Zhao Sanqing in three matches, the first against Zhao Sanqing, a loose cultivator?

Many in the audience were seasoned observers, even having a fair understanding of relatively obscure sects. Facing a loose cultivator was suicidal.

Li Xin entered empty-handed, drawing murmurs from the crowd, was this also a body cultivation type?

"A body cultivation among loose cultivators akin to garbage among garbage?"

"Probably a guy so broke he’s gone mad, thinking of targeting Jiuxiao Building without knowing what Jiuxiao Building’s about."

"This kid is likely to get beaten to death."

"It’s been a long time since a loose cultivator dared to enter Jiuxiao Building’s martial arts tournament."

The martial arts tournament also had particular conventions. Among major sects, unless there’s significant conflict, they generally show some measure of decency since fortunes come and go. But with loose cultivators, no mercy is granted; losing to one invites ridicule the next day, even disgracing their own sect. Hence they fight loose cultivators till the end.

Yun Yu and Yun Le, the two sisters, also watched from the judge’s seat, "What is Magpie doing? Isn’t he going to be beaten to death?"

"Sis, I arranged it. Since he has such strength, there’s a chance to showcase his ability. Don’t worry, I’m watching, I won’t let Zhao Sanqing beat him to death," Yun Le said.

Yun Yu glanced at Yun Le, staying silent, her gaze falling on Li Xin in the arena. Actually, Yun Le had already given him a chance, the preceding matches were to let him know what he was facing, although disgraceful, the martial arts arena allowed surrender upon entry.

But in such cases, one could never enter the martial arts arena again, of course, the sect would inevitably lose face as well.

Upon seeing Li Xin take the stage, Zhao Sanqing’s mouth curled into a sinister smile. His favorite was brutalizing opponents, bringing immense satisfaction. Power was meant to be displayed, meant for thrill, for showing off, kill this kid, then find a beautiful female cultivator, how delightful.

"Kid, your Lord Tyrant is in a good mood today. If you kneel and kowtow thrice, your Lord Tyrant will let you leave this place alive," Zhao Sanqing pointed at Li Xin with his finger.

The struggle for Wish Power is extremely harsh, the sect’s reputation is the most basic method to gather Wish Power in the Divine Land, regardless of Zhengyang School or Taiyin School, they must make their individual and sect reputation known, stepping on others to rise is the most direct way.

Li Xin pursed his lips, "Hurry up, I still have two more matches afterward."

Anyhow, today he could only do one set of three matches, quickly finish it, come back tomorrow.

Zhao Sanqing’s expression froze, this dog dared to act arrogant, he liked it when they had a tough mouth, hoping he’d remain defiant!

His muscles bulged, Spiritual Ability enveloping his entire body, a surge of power erupted, "Our Vajra Hall is renowned for Iron Body throughout the Divine Land, my whole body is a weapon. For a loose cultivator, if you can withstand three of my moves, I’ll spare your life."

Li Xin was speechless, digging in his ear, "Why do you have so much drama, hurry up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Sanqing roared, his whole body shot out like a cannonball, arriving in front of Li Xin in an instant, like an unleashed ancient beast, an all-out lethal punch aiming directly at Li Xin’s face, landing this punch would explode his brains.

Yun Yu and Yun Le’s faces drastically changed, there wasn’t time to stop it, generally without deep hatred, one wouldn’t immediately make such a deadly move.

Boom!

A loud noise ensued, a figure like a broken kite flew sideways more than ten meters, smashing heavily onto the ground, motionless.

Martial Arts Arena No. 2 was very quiet, and when people saw the one lying on the ground was Zhao Sanqing, there was an uproar.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Zhao Sanqing lay on the ground, completely still, as if asleep. The referee didn’t dare go down right away because he knew Zhao Sanqing’s temper, lest he himself gets beaten if he rashly meddled if Zhao Sanqing had only accidentally fallen. Still, in such a scenario, he had to descend.

With small quick steps, he approached Zhao Sanqing, finding Zhao Sanqing’s face as white as paper, his pupils scattered, the referee’s hand on Zhao Sanqing, revealing a shocked expression.

Gesturing outside, Jiuxiao Building’s people immediately entered to carry away Zhao Sanqing.

The referee complicatedly looked at the person before him, raising a hand, "Li Xin wins, next is the second match."

"Senior sister, what happened, Zhao Sanqing crushed himself?" Yun Le was utterly surprised.

Yun Yu cautiously shook her head, "His Vajra Body Protection Skill was broken, this kid is ruthless."