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Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 113 - 89 90. The Blade King the scourge of the North and
Chapter 113: 89, 90. The Blade King, the scourge of the North, and his wife, Gao Yi, bring justice to the Barbarian Lands (Big Chapter – Subscription Request)_4
Chapter 113: 89, 90. The Blade King, the scourge of the North, and his wife, Gao Yi, bring justice to the Barbarian Lands (Big Chapter – Subscription Request)_4
Under the Qi Realm, there’s no time to react at all, only Martial Artists who have fully mastered the Gang Qi in the “Form” Realm can barely use Protective Gang Qi to resist a wave.
Song Cheng watched the Blade Qi, suddenly raised his blade, blocked, and deflected it.
Boom!
The Blade Qi shattered.
The Third Elder couldn’t help but praise, “Such pure Protective Gang Qi.”
Song Cheng pretended to ponder, as if in deep thought, then suddenly exclaimed, “Be careful, Senior Brother,” and grasping the blade with five fingers, mimicked the Third Elder’s style by gently flicking and stirring, swirling up a storm of snow, cleaving like the cold winter moon.
The pressing arc light, driven by the wind currents, smashed through the air like a tumultuous beaded curtain, swiftly heading toward the Third Elder.
Great Hall Master: ???
Third Elder: ???
Though the Third Elder was puzzled, his reaction was swift, hastily swinging his blade, using qi to deflect qi.
Boom!
Two layers of Blade Qi exploded in mid-air, the snow entangled scattered with a “boom” all around.
After the Third Elder slashed out, he froze, almost unconsciously exclaiming from his throat, “Blade Qi??!!”
The Great Hall Master knew about Song Cheng’s Xuanwu Body, but he had no knowledge of the Blade Qi.
Moreover, this was the Blade Qi from the “Broken Mountain Spirit Blade Qi Secret Manual.”
Both were dumbfounded.
This was no longer just a genius.
This was a monster among monsters, an innate Martial God?
“Senior Brother, it’s over,” Song Cheng said calmly, then charged forward with the blade.
The two engaged in battle.
The Third Elder was terrified to discover that this junior brother of his was rapidly growing during the fight. Before the fight, his moves were somewhat clumsy, but this clumsiness was disappearing visibly.
After the time it takes for incense to burn.
Clang!
A crisp sound.
The long-handled broadsword in the Third Elder’s hand was flung into the air, spinning with a fierce arc before firmly embedding into the ground, the shaft vibrating, buzzing.
The Third Elder looked at his own hand, listening to the vibrating sound of the sword shaft, frozen.
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For a moment, the courtyard fell into extreme silence.
The three of them were as still as statues.
Not only them, even the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall disciples standing guard outside the courtyard remained completely motionless.
No one dared to believe it.
No one could believe it.
If it were something else, it would be fine, but the “Broken Mountain Spirit Blade Qi Secret Manual” was just taught personally by the Great Hall Master to the young man not long ago.
After flipping through, he comprehended it thoroughly, practiced with an elder, and then mastered it?
The once shocked eyes now turned into looks of terror.
Subsequently, the terror metamorphosed into a kind of feverish excitement, mixed with impatience to shout to the outside world, “Our Shanhe Martial Arts Hall has produced an absolute genius.”
The Great Hall Master was the first to react. He patted the Third Elder’s shoulder and called the disciples outside to come in, solemnly saying, “No one is allowed to spread word of today’s events.”
The Third Elder gave Song Cheng a deep look. His eyes held no sense of defeat or loss, just an intense fervor.
Why?
If you lose to a junior with a similar aptitude, you would be angry.
But if you lose to a monster, you’d just be filled with awe and amazement, “Is there really such a monster in the world?”
And if this monster is one of your own, your eyes would light up feeling, “Wow, this monster is one of us!”
The Third Elder now felt “Both pained and amazed, curious and quite pleased.”
Losing to such a monster is no disgrace.
So, he turned to the two disciples, saying, “I won’t say anything, if news spreads, it’s because of you.”
The two disciples were startled, hastily saying, “Disciple…”
But before they could finish, Song Cheng interrupted.
“Senior Brother, I…”
He seemed to hesitate, then said, “I feel there’s no harm if word gets out.”
He lifted his head, his black hair whipping in the wind, the black cloth over his eyes fluttering.
Though his eyes could not be seen, the Great Hall Master, the Third Elder, and that disciple all saw his longing and aspiration.
Song Cheng said, “Junior Brother seeks martial arts, wants to see heroes of the world.”
His calm voice was filled with boundless ambition and dominance.
After speaking, he respectfully bowed again, asking, “Are the Great Elder and others present? I wish to seek their guidance.”
Once his voice fell, the courtyard grew much quieter.
The Great Hall Master pondered for a moment, then said, “Junior Brother, have you made up your mind?”
Song Cheng replied, “I’ve made up my mind.”
The Great Hall Master said, “Then follow me, let’s have another fight on the Martial Arts Stage.
If you win, Senior Brother will help spread the word that you are the ‘Number One in Hanping Prefecture, Northern Region Blade King.’
If you want to fight, Senior Brother will add, if one can defeat you on stage, they can get thirty thousand taels of gold, and three promises from Shanhe Martial Arts Hall.”
Beside, the two disciples listening nearly forgot to breathe, their hearts pounding wildly.
Even the Third Elder’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
Northern Region Blade King?
Thirty thousand taels of gold?
Three promises from the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall?
Song Cheng thought for a moment and asked, “Among the world’s heroes, how does Senior Brother rank?”
The Great Hall Master replied, “I don’t know, but getting into the top hundred should still be possible.”
Song Cheng asked again, “Above the Qi Realm, what is the next realm?”
The Great Hall Master said, “I don’t know.”
Song Cheng asked, “Does it exist?”
The Great Hall Master said, “I don’t know.”
Song Cheng scratched his head, worriedly saying, “If this title spreads, will it attract terrifying old monsters? If I can’t beat them, then won’t my Shanhe Martial Arts Hall really need to fulfill three promises and also pay thirty thousand taels of gold?”
The Great Hall Master: …
The Third Elder: …
The two were both amused and exasperated.
This junior brother, was so overbearing a second ago, but became so cautious the next? So realistic?
The Great Hall Master coughed and said, “Junior Brother, defeat me first and then we’ll talk. Last time we fought, I still held back. This time, I won’t.”
Song Cheng nodded.