Chapter 117: Since You Like Playing Dirty, Let’s Play properly
“Eldest Senior Brother, you know that if I don’t accept, Junior Brother Lin will be attacking a fellow disciple without cause.”
Lin Qingyue sneered. “You’ve done plenty of stupid and bad things; how can you be so naive?”
In his moment of astonishment, a short sword flew past from his side, curved around, and cut his finger. Lin Qingyue grabbed his hand and stamped it onto the challenge letter. In just a moment, he had forced the other party to agree to his duel.
Since he liked playing these dirty tricks, they would play properly.
Cheng Hui hadn’t expected to be set up. He wanted to say something, but Lin Qingyue had already slapped him across the face.
With a pa, Cheng Hui’s eyes widened. “You slapped my face.”
“Heh, so what if I hit you? Didn’t I already say, I’m hitting you. Don’t think I can’t make a move just because you don’t want to fight.”
He had said he would make him pay it back, so he would pay it back. How could he let him off? Even if the King of Heaven came, it wouldn’t work; he had plenty of ways.
Ye Jingxian watched the two like this, merely standing aside to observe. Suddenly, he suggested, “Since you want to fight, there’s no need to go to the Sword Dueling Platform. Let’s do it right here.”
Lin Qingyue turned to look at him. “We agreed on the Sword Dueling Platform, so it’s the Sword Dueling Platform. I have always been a man of my word.”
He immediately pressed forward, forcing the person back. He kept fighting Cheng Hui, eventually forcing him directly to the place where everyone on Guicang Peak frequented.
Seeing the two fighting, everyone was somewhat shocked. Their gazes were like sharp knives, piercing Cheng Hui and making him feel extremely embarrassed.
Seeing the crowd, Lin Qingyue naturally wouldn’t let him off. “Senior Brother Cheng, since you accepted the challenge, you must fight a good battle like a sword cultivator. Don’t be a coward turtle; think carefully about your sweetheart.”
If he didn’t fight, Lin Qingyue would make sure to advertise this well for them; no one would escape.
His voice was loud, and the surrounding disciples were a bit confused. Curious gazes fell on Cheng Hui and the others. Cheng Hui’s face was unsightly, but Lin Qingyue wouldn’t let him go.
“Does Senior Brother Cheng dare to do it but not dare to admit it? When you conspired with Junior Brother Yun of Sword Dao Peak to bully my spiritual pet, why didn’t you think of the consequences?”
“Stop spouting nonsense.”
Lin Qingyue smiled mockingly. His sword moves were relentless, forcing him all the way to the Sword Dueling Platform.
Before they even reached the Sword Dueling Platform, Ye Zhanxiu and the Sect Leader already knew about their fight.
“Junior Brother Ye, this child Qingyue seeks out his Senior Brother to spar right after advancing to the Golden Core stage. He has guts.”
Ye Zhanxiu: “…”
For a moment, he didn’t know if his senior brother was being sincere or just watching the drama.
“What’s so strange? It’s not like martial brothers haven’t fought before.”
Because the two had a challenge letter, the sect generally wouldn’t interfere. But as their master, Ye Zhanxiu still had to go understand the situation. He couldn’t not understand; someone from Guicang Peak had already reported the sequence of events to him.
Knowing the two had past conflicts, Ye Zhanxiu didn’t step forward to intervene. In his view, there was nothing a fight couldn’t resolve.
But after hearing what Ye Jingxian said, Ye Zhanxiu’s face turned solemn. After a long silence, he finally said, “Master understands. Let them fight first.”
When Cheng Hui came back to his senses, he saw not only people from other peaks but even Master had arrived. Eldest Senior Brother stood by his side; neither stepped forward. In a trance, he realized that unknowingly, Master and Eldest Senior Brother were already leaning towards Little Junior Brother.
Fighting spirit rose in his heart. His state in fighting Lin Qingyue changed, his entire aura becoming different.
Seeing this, the corner of Lin Qingyue’s mouth curled into an imperceptible smile. Just as he intended.
When he said he would fight him sword for sword, he meant it. Having advanced to the Golden Core stage, naturally, he hadn’t just increased his cultivation base. Not comprehending sword techniques would be doing a disservice to his natural talent and that pot of Ten-Thousand-Year Dao Comprehension Tea.
“Great Void holding the image, Sword Soul as the guide.”
“Hundred Swords across the sky, Shadows fall like the Big Dipper.”
As he spoke word by word, the sword in Lin Qingyue’s hand changed accordingly. His sword speed was so fast only a phantom image remained. The phantom image seemed like a picture; the sword body generated soul power, its might firm and strong. Immediately after, one sword transformed into a hundred. Although it didn’t have the momentum of ten thousand swords firing at once, it already shocked everyone present.
Because this move was handsome and astonishing, the surrounding disciples cried out in alarm.
“Is this a sword genius? At such a young age and cultivation level, he can already transform one sword into a hundred? How much spiritual power does that require?”
“This seems to be Junior Brother Lin of Guicang Peak, right? How long has he been in the sect?”
“He seems to be the first among this batch of disciples to advance to the Golden Core stage, right?”
“Too strong. Are Heavenly Spiritual Roots this amazing? Not only is his talent outstanding, but his comprehension and mental state must also far surpass ordinary people.”
Not only them, even the Sect Leader and Ye Zhanxiu were surprised that he already possessed such power at the Golden Core stage. One had to know that even some sword cultivators at the Deity Transformation stage might not be able to do this.
“Junior Brother Ye, how can your eyesight always be this good?”
The Sect Leader was a bit jealous. If this were his disciple, aside from cultivation, there would be plenty of time to bring him along to handle sect affairs. If he had managerial aptitude, he would absolutely be a good candidate.
Looking at Lin Qingyue on the stage with appreciation, he said to Ye Zhanxiu, “Junior Brother Ye, say…”
“Senior Brother Sect Leader should just give up. Impossible.”
Ye Zhanxiu knew what he was going to say and cut off his thought in advance, but he didn’t make it absolute. “Still, we must ask for the child’s wishes.”
On the Sword Dueling Platform, Lin Qingyue kept his word. However much Bai Dou was hurt, he would claim it back from Cheng Hui.
As a lock of Cheng Hui’s hair was sliced off, Lin Qingyue’s aura was awe-inspiring. Even if his cultivation base couldn’t catch up, his momentum was majestic, paying it back sword by sword with crushing dominance.
Ye Jingxian watched his sharp and valiant sword technique on the Sword Dueling Platform—talent outstanding, unstoppable, posture graceful, moving swiftly to avenge his spiritual pet.
The worry in his heart had long disappeared, leaving only endless appreciation and gratification in his eyes. His heart couldn’t stop beating wildly, while at the same time, he felt timid.
Cheng Hui clutched his arm, his sword knocked away. At this moment, it was no longer simple shock. He had never suffered such a big blow. He also understood his meaning at this time; he took in all the mockery and the message Lin Qingyue intended to convey in his eyes.
What deep schemes? Seeking revenge for the smallest grievance was the real him.
Lin Qingyue didn’t ask him if he admitted defeat, nor did he modestly say “good match.” He just looked at him lightly and said, “Grudges cleared.”
He said so, but Cheng Hui saw the glaring message in his eyes: ‘There is more to come, wait slowly.’
But in an instant, the eyes Lin Qingyue looked at him with became clear and bright, clean and spirited, as if the previous moment was his hallucination.
The youth in moon-white robes stood straight on the platform, the wind blowing the corners of his clothes, looking down from above.
Bai Dou let out a “Wah-woo.”
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