Rise Of Evil Sword God

The courtyard became deathly silent. Nobody could believe that Feng Yun could refine the Peak-Grade Spirit Raked Weapon, even the first weapon refining genius of the Mystic Heaven Peak could only able to refine the High-Grade Weapon.

"Abnormal freak!" Zhu Rong spat out these words from his mouth.

Mu Changsheng's teeth were trembling, with wide-open eyes he was staring at the peak-grade Spirit Ranked Sword in the hands of the elder.

"Elder, can I get the reward now?" Feng Yun asked.

"Yes, The outcome of this Weapon refining competition is obvious. The victor is Feng Yun, new year outer disciple of Mystic Sword Peak." The elder shouted as he took out the small bottle and gave it to Feng Yun. His face was full of smiles as he looked at Feng Yun. "A core Forming pill as the winner reword in the competition."

Feng Yun received the pill walked out of the weapon hall.

"Haha... Brother Feng, you really a 2nd level refiner, I thought you were just kidding." Zhu Rong said while laughing as he patted on the shoulder of Feng Yun.

Feng Yun and Zhu Rong chatted as they came out of the weapon hall.

"This fellow brother Feng Yun wait for a moment." as Feng Yun and Zhu Rong walked for a few minutes, a loud voice came from their behind.

Feng Yun and Zhu Rong stopped their feet, turning back, they looked behind. A Young man who looked to be 20 years of age, walking towards them. He has Peak-Stage Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation.

"Brother Feng Yun my name is Shi Tian, and I would like to strike a bargain with you." the young came to Feng Yun and said.

"What bargain?"

"Junior brother has won the core forming pill, this pill is not useful to you right at the moment, how about selling it to me. I will give five hundred mid-grade. I wonder what you think?" the young man said.

"What a bullshit, the core forming pill cost more than thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, but it was very rare to find in the sect, how can you so cheap." Zhu Rong sneered and said.

"Okay, one thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones." Shi Tian clenched his teeth and said.

"Sorry but I am selling it." Feng Yun said and politely declined the offer of Shi Tian. The last thing, he was lacking right now was Spirit Stones, even after he and four women using daily spirit stones for cultivation, it would take at least one or two years to use them all.

"I hope Brother Feng considers carefully before making a decision; not ruining our fellow discipleship ties. Some statements come with grave consequences." Hearing Feng Yun's rejection, Shi Tian's face turned cold as he stared at Feng Yun and said.

Shi Tian didn't believe that he couldn't manage the newcomer. 

"Didn't you hear what I said, I am not selling?" Feng Yun said looking at the face of Shi Tian indifferently.

The Core forming pill was precious for cultivators who had struck at the Foundation Establishment Realm, it could increase the change of forming a Gold Core of a cultivator by fifty to sixty percent. It could create a huge opportunity for any foundation realm cultivator.

Shi Tian has stayed at the Peak Foundation Establishment realm for almost six months, if he could get the core forming pill and breakthrough to the Gold Core Realm then he could become an inner disciple of the Mystic Heaven Peak.

Shi Tian's expression went frosty, "Feng Yun, if you insist on ruining our camaraderie as fellow disciples, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Swish!

Shi Tian made his first move, as the air was penetrated in an instant, a ruthless fist the size of a brick appeared in front of Feng Yun.

"Scram." Zhu Rong blocked the punch of Shi Tian, he thought as Feng Yun was only at the Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Realm, couldn't handle the Shi Tian, so Zhu Rong made move before Feng Yun could.

Fatty Zhu Rong has reached the Peak Stage of Foundation Establishment Realm same as Shi Tian.

Boom!

As the punch of two people connected, an explosion sounded in the air, coupled with intimidating wind pressure.

Shi Tian took three steps back while Fatty Rong didn't budge. Seeing their fight, Feng Yun was slightly stunned by the body strength of the fatty. Both of them didn't use and martial skills, but their strength was higher than any ordinary half-step Gold Core Cultivator.

Feng Yun could tell that if both of them used their full combat strength, their attacks could injure any ordinary Gold Core Realm Cultivator. This was the difference between the normal people and disciple of the great sect.

In the world of martial artists, higher cultivation didn't guarantee a higher combat ability. The purpose of martial arts was to win against the strong even if one was weak. Martial art is rigid in form, but the human is flexible. Only by adapting and utilizing martial art properly can one fully exhibit the true potential of the martial art. The disciple of the Mystic Heaven Peak all was a genius and have high talent in the martial arts.

Shi Tian narrowed his eyes as he stared at Zhu Rong, he could feel that his arm has become slightly numb after the clash.

"Shi Tian, what is show shameless state to others, you came here to bully the new year disciples." at this time, a mocking voice sounded as two men came in. Two of them bearing the light blue robe as they were also outer court disciple with cultivation reached the Peak Stage of Foundation Establishment. But Feng Yun could sense that the stalwart youth in the lead was stronger than Shi Tian.

"Hey, Brother Feng, I will give you two thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, how about selling the core forming to me." The stalwart youth said, although his voice was polite there was a hint of superiority in his voice as he was ordering Feng Yun.

Feng Yun sneered in his heart, although the stalwart youth was mocking Shi Tian for bullying the weak, he himself was a bully.