Chapter 192: One Slash Forms a Bridge

Chapter 192: Chapter 192: One Slash Forms a Bridge

"Minghua Sect, Zhu Shaojun!" the young man announced proudly.

"Minghua Sect, Zhu Shaojun!"

"That alchemy genius?"

"The one who can refine Sixth-Grade Treasure Pills at the age of nineteen, whose Fire Manipulation Technique has reached the point of perfection..."

"It’s actually him. He also came to issue a challenge."

"Zhu Shaojun is undoubtedly a peerless genius, one of the leading figures of the Minghua Sect’s new generation."

The crowd was shocked that it was him. They highly respected this person. He was one of the few peerless sect geniuses in the Jade Capital. Moreover, being an Alchemist didn’t mean his martial arts combat power was weak. Fire manipulation was combat power! Zhu Shaojun was universally recognized as a dual prodigy in both alchemy and martial arts.

"My senior brother said that he is about to break through to the Sixth Grade of Martial Arts and become a Fifth-Grade Alchemist. He won’t have many opportunities to fight against Seventh-Grade geniuses, so this is probably his last time doing so at the Seventh Grade..." the young man said, raising his chin even higher.

His words were extremely arrogant and conceited, but no one felt they were out of place.

"What? Zhu Shaojun is about to break through?"

"Breaking through to a Sixth-Grade Martial Artist and a Fifth-Grade Alchemist..."

"He’s only twenty-three this year, right?"

"A twenty-three-year-old Sixth-Grade Martial Artist and Fifth-Grade Alchemist..."

The crowd was astonished. As long as Zhu Shaojun could achieve this, he would be one of the few Pill Dao Prodigies in the entire Daqian Dynasty. Among all the various geniuses, his talent could rank in the top few dozen—a super talent! A candidate for a future Grandmaster...

"Zhu Shaojun is too formidable!"

"With Zhu Shaojun taking action, Lu Yuan will definitely not be his match!"

"Zhu Shaojun is absolutely one of the strongest among Seventh-Grade martial artists."

The sect members were overjoyed. The glory of the sects would be realized by Zhu Shaojun. Defeat the Court’s eagle dog, Lu Yuan!

"Then let the Minghua Sect go first..." The young girl’s expression changed, and she took a step back. "If Zhu Shaojun is no match for him, our Senior Sister Yun will step up."

"Our Overlord Blade Sect will also yield," Qil Chongguang said, stepping back as well. He wouldn’t compete with Zhu Shaojun.

"Hehe." The young man chuckled lightly. Holding the challenge letter, his gaze was full of disdain.

Lu Yuan wanted to laugh as he looked at this group of people. Coming to my doorstep to issue a challenge, shouldn’t you follow my rules?

SHING.

He took out his Wind Thunder Saber and drew it from its sheath.

"What are you trying to do?" The young man was startled and quickly backed away.

The crowd also retreated in a flurry.

"We came to deliver a challenge letter. Don’t be unmartial! Don’t do anything reckless!" the young man’s voice trembled. He was afraid Lu Yuan would chop him down.

"Lu Yuan, calm down!" Qil Chongguang also tried to persuade him. Drawing a saber over a minor disagreement... Was there a need to be so domineering? Lu Yuan’s temperament was unpredictable. Now that he was a peerless genius, even if he didn’t kill them, it was highly likely he would severely injure them.

CRACKLE.

Lu Yuan channeled his True Essence. The Wind Thunder Saber erupted with brilliant lightning as a thunder dragon shot forth.

"Don’t!"

"No!"

"You..."

Many people’s legs had already gone soft from fright. They wanted to run, but no matter how fast they were, could they outrun the Wind Thunder Saber?

"Watch closely," Lu Yuan reminded them, abruptly slashing his Wind Thunder Saber toward the sky.

SLASH.

A lightning blade beam hundreds of feet long appeared, stretching across the sky like a bridge of thunder, lingering for a long time.

CRACKLE.

Sparks of electricity continued to burst in the air. Just like that, it lasted for two or three full breaths before gradually fading away.

"Heavens, what kind of saber strike is this?"

"Is this Lu Yuan’s Wind Thunder Saber? The Thunder Blade Triple Annihilation at the perfection stage?"

"So he wasn’t going to slash us..."

"Who could possibly block this strike?"

"Is Lu Yuan really this strong?"

"How old is he? Isn’t he not even sixteen yet?"

"Goodness..."

As martial artists, they best understood what this strike represented.

An incredibly strong Sword Dao intent!

The ultimate Sword Dao intent!

Only with such intent could one unleash a blade beam that lingered for so long. Even for a peerless genius, it was extremely difficult to achieve this at the Seventh Grade, or it would require a massive amount of time and effort. His strength was undeniable. He could probably even put up a fight against a Sixth-Grade Martial Artist...

How was Lu Yuan this powerful?

"Let’s just head back. Let’s go back and report to our senior brothers!" someone finally said.

"Right, let’s go back and report. This is no longer something we can decide."

"Let’s go back!" The young man gritted his teeth and turned his head.

"Let’s go back!"

"Let’s go back!"

The young girl and Qil Chongguang both turned around.

This was beyond their expectations! He was too difficult to defeat!

However, only the young girl’s walking was unnatural; she seemed somewhat panicked. Because out of the three challenge letters, Lu Yuan had only accepted the one she brought. Senior Sister Yun Zhaoyue was going to face Lu Yuan... Could Senior Sister Yun defeat Lu Yuan? Why did it feel like her chances of winning were less than ten percent?

...

After unleashing that single strike, Lu Yuan sheathed his saber and returned to the courtyard.

With his Wind-Breaking Nine Slashes and Thunder Blade Triple Annihilation both at the perfection stage, coupled with his Advanced Sword Dao Talent, unleashing that strike had been effortless for him. His Sword Dao realm was growing and improving almost every single day. That strike just now was the culmination of his recent gains. Among Seventh-Grade martial artists, absolutely very few people could achieve such a feat.

"Ayuan, is it resolved?" Wei Huiling walked out and asked. She had just been preparing lunch.

"Yeah, it’s resolved," Lu Yuan nodded with a smile.

"Lunch is almost ready. Go call your father back to eat," Wei Huiling instructed.

"No need to call him, right? I’ll bring it to him later," Lu Yuan said. A round trip took nearly half an hour, and there were still quite a few matters to handle at the Government Office.

"Mhm, that works too." Wei Huiling returned to the kitchen.

"Siyao, come with me to the Government Office later to deliver food to my father," Lu Yuan called out over the wall.

"Sure." Lin Siyao jumped up, her head popping into view.

"Let’s bring some for my brother too while we’re at it."

"Mhm." Lu Yuan nodded. There was no problem delivering food to Lin Siheng. They just had to pack a bit more later.

"Hehe." Lin Siyao happily jumped down from Ink Jade’s head.

"Once your cultivation breaks through to the Seventh Grade, I won’t interfere with you anymore," Song Yumeng suddenly said.

"Is that a promise?" Lin Siyao was delighted.

"When has Mother ever lied to you?" Song Yumeng took out a sword and tossed it to Lin Siyao. "Lu Yuan is getting stronger and stronger. I’m afraid it’s going to be a bit hard for you to catch up to him in the future."

Lin Siyao’s expression shifted. This was indeed true. Brother Yuan was becoming increasingly terrifying. His cultivation and combat power were improving far too fast—so fast that it was somewhat abnormal. It was as if he had no bottlenecks and was constantly making rapid progress. If she was left too far behind...

"Mother, you’re so annoying!"

"Hehe, Mother just said she’d let go, and now I’m annoying?" Song Yumeng shook her head and turned back into the house.

"I definitely won’t let Brother Yuan leave me too far behind!" Lin Siyao brandished the longsword in her hand. Instantly, sword energy crisscrossed throughout the courtyard...

...

"A blade beam measuring hundreds of feet, lingering for several breaths..."

At the Minghua Sect’s residence, Zhu Shaojun’s expression changed. This level of strength explained everything. If he went up against him, his chances of winning were very slim. Whether it was the saber or the lightning, both possessed extremely strong offensive power, and their combination was even more formidable. His fire manipulation was impressive, but against Lu Yuan, whose Thunder Blade had reached the perfection stage...

"A blade beam measuring hundreds of feet..." Ruan Xiangling’s mouth fell open, remaining agape for a long time. "He’s actually this powerful? How exactly does Lu Yuan cultivate? Hasn’t it been less than a month since he broke through to the Seventh Grade?"

"A month..." Zhu Shaojun’s mouth twitched upon hearing this. What the hell was there to fight for, then? There was no benefit in winning, and he would suffer a total crushing defeat if he lost...

...

At the Overlord Blade Sect’s residence.

"A blade beam measuring hundreds of feet, lingering for several breaths..."

Li Lingchuan walked straight into the house. "I’m going into secluded cultivation!"

The crowd looked at each other in silence. Was Lu Yuan really this terrifying?