Chapter 221 - 219: Qi Nan, You Got a Great Deal

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

A pitch-black, violent whirlwind coiled around Qi Nan’s Bright Silver Treasure Saber, darkening the sky as if a great storm was approaching.

"Wind-Rushing Slash!"

The Treasure Saber slashed out in an instant. A colossal beam of black and silver light, wrapped in a furiously violent whirlwind, descended from the sky.

This slash was as fast as lightning, sealing off Luo Tian’s escape routes.

Even with his Cloud Traveling Step at the Perfect Realm, it would be difficult to evade completely.

"This is bad! Qi Nan is trying to kill this new disciple!"

The Steward’s face filled with alarm.

Even someone at the Peak of Spirit Sea Realm Fifth Layer would struggle to block this attack.

Even though Luo Tian was a Body Cultivator with a Mid Grade Defense Treasure Armor, if this attack landed, he would undoubtedly die!

He had the power to stop Qi Nan’s malicious attempt to kill and save Luo Tian.

But the Steward didn’t intervene.

Deaths on the Martial Arts Arena were not unheard of. Blades have no eyes, and if an ’accidental’ death occurred, the Sect wouldn’t investigate too closely.

Saving Luo Tian would mean offending Qi Nan.

’In his mind, Luo Tian’s importance was far less than Qi Nan’s!’

"Luo Tian, hurry and surrender!"

Ke Yuexuan cried out in alarm.

"Heh heh, Luo Tian, you dared to accept Brother Qi’s challenge? Go die!"

The Eighth Prince and Ninth Prince smirked, feeling immense satisfaction!

However, on the Gambling Platform, Luo Tian, at the Second Layer of the Spirit Sea Realm, neither dodged nor retreated. Instead, he advanced to meet Qi Nan’s attack head-on.

The scene was like a moth drawn to a flame, incomprehensible to everyone watching.

Even Qi Nan was stunned for a moment before laughing. "Venerable referee, you saw it clearly. This kid is committing suicide. You can’t blame me when he dies."

The Steward’s gaze was profound. ’In my opinion, Luo Tian is not the type to seek his own death.’

Just then...

BOOM!

An astonishing wave of True Sword Dao Intent erupted from Luo Tian’s body, causing the bladed weapons in the hands of the surrounding disciples to tremble.

Luo Tian held the Wind and Snow Sword, frantically pouring his True Qi into it.

The snow-white sword burst with a dazzling radiance. As he swung it, an ethereal aura of wind and clouds swirled around it.

One Sword Piercing Clouds!

The Sword Qi, condensed to its absolute limit, shot out like a bolt of pure white jade, as if it intended to pierce through the nine layers of heaven’s clouds.

The First Technique of the Nine Heavens Sword Technique, unleashed with Luo Tian’s full power, displayed might comparable to an ordinary Sixth Layer Spirit Sea Realm cultivator—almost on par with a Holy Mansion Elder.

Qi Nan instantly sensed the power of Luo Tian’s sword strike, and his expression darkened.

’Is that an Earth Level Sword Technique?’

’Truly a genius who has grasped True Sword Dao Intent, to be hiding such a terrifying trump card.’

’However, in terms of destructive power, I still have the upper hand!’

But suddenly...

WHOOM!

A vortex of dark Cold Mist materialized around Luo Tian, sweeping out in a ten-meter radius and bringing with it the feeling of a harsh winter’s arrival.

In that instant, Luo Tian’s thrusting Sword Light was tinged with a surging, cold tide, and its power increased dramatically.

Not only that, but as Qi Nan’s attack drew closer to Luo Tian, it was more affected by the Cold Mist, and its power began to diminish.

"Break!"

Luo Tian thrust his sword forward.

Through his Spiritual Sense, he perceived that the speed of Qi Nan’s strike had slowed considerably, allowing him to lock onto a weak point in the attack.

PFFT!

A condensed beam of frigid Sword Light pierced through the colossal, black-and-silver blade light. The latter’s attack crumbled, its power reduced by more than sixty percent.

Luo Tian braced himself against the remaining force of the attack, while his One Sword Piercing Clouds continued its trajectory toward Qi Nan.

"What?"

Qi Nan couldn’t believe it. He was utterly shocked!

His own attack had been pierced straight through by Luo Tian. How was that possible?

But the facts were right in front of him.

Luo Tian’s Sword Dao attack was hurtling toward him!

The sword strike was as fast as a frigid aurora, shockingly swift.

CLANG! BANG!

Qi Nan’s pupils shrank. He immediately swung his saber to shatter the lingering power of Luo Tian’s sword strike.

The Sword Qi exploded, and Cold Mist scattered everywhere.

A thin layer of frost formed on Qi Nan’s silver saber and his arm.

His face was dark with gloom!

’My plan actually failed!’

’I actually failed to kill Luo Tian!’

Qi Nan’s worst-case scenario had been that his second move would fail to kill Luo Tian but would leave him severely injured or crippled.

He had never imagined that Luo Tian would attack head-on and break through his own attack!

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Suddenly, a brilliant Sword Light flashed before his eyes. A torrent of Sword Qi, shining like a Star River, came slashing down crazily.

"What?"

Qi Nan froze for a second.

’Hasn’t the two-move battle ended?’

SWISH! BOOM!

Qi Nan immediately struck with his saber, shattering the frost on his arm and blade. He then unleashed a massive silver blade light that disintegrated the splendid Sword Lights before him one by one.

But several cunning Sword Lights shot in from angles outside his attack’s range.

SHING! SHING! SHING!

In a flash, Qi Nan leaped backward, dodging through the air.

SCHLICK!

But he still couldn’t dodge them all. One of the Sword Lights cut through his robes, tearing a gash in the fabric.

After landing, Qi Nan’s expression was one of pure rage!

"You bastard!"

Qi Nan roared as the True Qi in his body erupted, releasing a monstrously sharp aura.

But just then, Luo Tian shouted, "Qi Nan, what do you think you’re doing? The two-move agreement is over. You lost! Are you trying to go back on your word and kill me?"

"Qi Nan, stop!"

The Steward also bellowed, releasing a tyrannical and surging spiritual pressure.

The True Qi in Qi Nan’s body was shaken and dispersed, and his offensive posture dissipated.

"Steward, he was clearly the one who attacked me first!"

Qi Nan pointed at Luo Tian, his face filled with fury.

"Our bet was a two-move battle. I’ve only attacked you once. Qi Nan, you got off easy!"

Luo Tian retorted with a pout before the Steward could even speak.

"I..."

Qi Nan was speechless. He forcibly suppressed his anger, almost choking on it until he coughed up blood.

’A two-move agreement can be calculated like that?’

’You were clearly the one who took the opportunity to attack after blocking two moves.’

’And now you’re twisting it to say you only attacked once, and that I’m the one who got a great deal? What the hell?’

"Er... The duel is over! Luo Tian is the winner and receives two thousand Contribution Points!"

The Steward was also rendered speechless by Luo Tian’s explanation, but Luo Tian’s actions couldn’t be considered a clear violation of the rules.

"Luo Tian... won!"

"How could Brother Qi lose to Luo Tian? Even though it was a two-move agreement, how could Brother Qi possibly lose?"

"Luo Tian actually comprehended an Earth Level Sword Technique! He’s a true prodigy of the Sword Dao! This batch of disciples is incredible. Who was it that told me this was the worst batch the Yunxiao Sect has seen in a hundred years?"

The crowd below erupted.

The older disciples were all questioning how an existence as powerful as Qi Nan could have lost.

The new disciples, on the other hand, were completely dumbfounded.

’Luo Tian, are you really a new disciple?’

They felt that they and Luo Tian were on completely different levels.

Ke Yuexuan and Yuwen Xuan stood frozen in place, lost in a daze.

"Brother Qi actually failed..."

The Eighth Prince and Ninth Prince looked utterly crestfallen.

At that moment, they recalled the assessment. They too had believed that dealing with Luo Tian would be a piece of cake, but the result had been a crushing defeat.

The two of them suddenly felt that Qi Nan would suffer the same fate as they did.

"Absolutely not! Brother Qi was just being too careless. A two-move agreement was a gift to that brat. Next time, Brother Qi will definitely succeed!"

The Eighth Prince said through gritted teeth.

On the Gambling Platform.

Qi Nan took out his Identity Token and, with an ashen face, transferred two thousand Contribution Points to Luo Tian!

"Thanks!"

Luo Tian said with a smile.

Two moves for two thousand Contribution Points was an incredible deal.

He had originally exchanged for an Earth Level Sword Technique, leaving him with less than a thousand Contribution Points.

After a few battles, his Contribution Points had accumulated to nearly five thousand.

This method of earning Contribution Points was just too easy.

"Who’s next?"

Luo Tian’s cold gaze swept across the entire arena.

He stood like a sharp sword, his edge pressuring everyone. His gaze seemed to contain a powerful spiritual pressure that made many of the older disciples around him feel alarmed and fearful.

The arena instantly fell silent. Everyone stared at Luo Tian, but no one stepped onto the stage.

Even Qi Nan had failed.

Who else would dare to go up?

Who else was confident of victory?

"You people are really something else. You challenged me a few days ago, but now you won’t come up. Are you standing me up?"

Luo Tian asked rhetorically.

"Heh heh, Brother Luo, how would we dare to stand you up!"

A tall man walked out with a fawning smile.

He was the older disciple at the Fourth Layer of the Spirit Sea Realm who had challenged Luo Tian.

After stepping onto the stage, he immediately addressed the Steward, "I surrender. These five hundred Contribution Points can be considered a first-meeting gift for Brother Luo."

After speaking, the older disciple walked off the Gambling Platform.

Immediately after, the other older disciples scrambled to follow his example.

"Junior Luo is truly a heavenly talent, comprehending a sliver of True Intent at such a young age and only in the Spirit Sea Realm."

Another older disciple went on stage, surrendered immediately, and handed over five hundred Contribution Points.

Now, the mentality of these older disciples who had issued challenges was completely different.

Since they were going to lose anyway, and even Qi Nan had lost, losing together didn’t feel so shameful.

On the contrary, a genius like Luo Tian was someone they couldn’t afford to offend to the point of no return. They needed to ease the tension in their relationship.

One by one, the older disciples went on stage and surrendered.

The new disciples present were inexplicably shocked.

"How could it be like this..."

The Eighth Prince looked completely dejected.

He was the one who had fanned the flames behind the scenes, causing this whole affair to blow up.

His original goal was to have the older disciples squeeze Luo Tian of his Contribution Points and make it impossible for him to gain a foothold in the Lower Sect.

But the result was that the older disciples were surrendering and gifting him Contribution Points, and even Brother Qi had contributed a batch.

Furthermore, Luo Tian had now firmly established himself in the Lower Sect. Who would dare to look down on him now?

"Eighth Prince!"

Suddenly, Luo Tian’s shout startled the Eighth Prince out of his daze.

"You’re the only one left. Come on up to the Gambling Platform. Let’s have a little spar!"

A malicious smile tugged at the corners of Luo Tian’s lips.

Stared at by Luo Tian, the Eighth Prince suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

He had a great enmity with Luo Tian, and Luo Tian surely knew that he was the one pulling the strings behind this incident.

’If I go up on stage to fight, how could Luo Tian possibly let me off easy?’

’He might use this as an opportunity to severely injure and humiliate me, just like he did with Qi Nan!’

However, the rules were the rules. A challenge, once issued, had to be honored.

WHOOSH!

The Eighth Prince leaped into the air, preparing to surrender the moment he landed on the stage.

Even though he was unwilling and furious, there was nothing he could do.

"I surr—"

The Eighth Prince was about to speak before his feet even touched the ground.

A voice suddenly rang out next to his ear, "What did you say? I couldn’t hear you!"

The Eighth Prince was horrified.

Luo Tian’s speed was so fast; he had appeared beside him like a ghost.

SLAP!

Luo Tian sent a slap flying.

This palm strike was secretly infused with Divine Vein Power. A bone-chilling coldness invaded the Eighth Prince’s body, making his teeth chatter so hard he couldn’t speak.

The Eighth Prince was slapped to the ground by Luo Tian, his body aching all over, frigid and stiff.

Just as the Eighth Prince had expected, how could Luo Tian miss this open and legitimate chance to humiliate him?

"I surr—"

The Eighth Prince suppressed the chill in his body and hurriedly tried to speak.

POW!

Luo Tian kicked out, landing a direct hit on his face. The Divine Vein Cold Power invaded his body once more.

"Ahhh..."

The Eighth Prince screamed in pain. He still couldn’t get the two words out before he was sent flying and tumbling away.

Seeing that he was about to tumble off the Martial Arts Arena, a look of relief appeared on the Eighth Prince’s face.

But the next moment...

His expression changed drastically when he saw Luo Tian appear behind him, a playful smile on his face.

"No!" the Eighth Prince roared internally.

THUD!

Luo Tian kicked out again, booting the Eighth Prince back onto the Gambling Platform.

The high and mighty Eighth Prince of the Chilong Dynasty was being kicked around like a rubber ball by Luo Tian on the Gambling Platform.

"I surrender!"

After a while, the Eighth Prince finally found an opportunity to shout the two words.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, his head swollen like a pig’s. Even his own mother wouldn’t recognize him.

Luo Tian immediately retracted his foot and chuckled, "Oh, so you wanted to surrender? You should have said so earlier."