Chapter 625: Chapter 635 I Will Battle You!
"A battle with the back to the river, only finding a path to survival after being cornered to death!"
Yan Qing was indeed a man of true iron-blood and steel resolve. At this moment, the wisest choice would be to retreat and dodge the venomous strike slashed by Lu Qingyuan.
But Yan Qing didn’t do so, instead he chose to confront it head-on.
Wanting to trade injuries, seeking a mutual defeat.
An expert only needs to make a move to reveal their prowess. Yan Qing, having dominated the Earth Rankings several times, is a supreme genius with absolute strength.
It is likely that through their initial exchange, Yan Qing had gauged Lu Qingyuan’s strength.
He didn’t have confidence in victory, which is why he chose to take the desperate risk.
His sole purpose in doing this was to fight for a breath of dignity for those of the Outer Sect. Even in defeat, he sought to maintain his honor.
"Hmm, you trash from the Outer Sect, daring to compete to the death with an Inner Sect Core Disciple like me, is just humiliating yourself. It’s all a vain effort." Lu Qingyuan’s Shield Sword Soul suddenly shone brightly, his Sword Domain compactly compressed, reducing its enveloped area significantly.
Following this, streaks of sword light converged, forming a sword shield, blocking the desperate strike from Yan Qing.
The spirit embodied by Yan Qing’s sword was a Fire Bird.
This was a very high-level Sword Soul, indicating that the Swordsmanship Yan Qing cultivated, although not the Heaven and Earth Sword Skill, was certainly among the top-tier sword techniques.
"Boom!"
The heavens shattered and the earth cracked, violently shaking this entire space.
Even Chu Feng, standing by a platform twenty-nine arenas away, felt the terrifying might of their clash.
"Defeated!"
Although Lu Qingyuan blocked Yan Qing’s desperate strike, it was still a tough ordeal. His face flushed, and his body trembled, but his cultivation technique was profound, and his Sword Qi was robust, having been refined twice.
Clearly, he had a bit more finesse than Yan Qing.
He still had the power to counterattack.
In comparison, Yan Qing’s injuries were much more severe. Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth - a sign of considerable internal injury.
Seizing the moment when Yan Qing’s old strength ebbed and new strength had yet to form, Lu Qingyuan thrust out another sword strike.
"Bang bang bang!"
Yan Qing gritted his teeth and raised his sword to block.
The swords of the two clashed fiercely, striking rapidly against one another.
As a result, although Yan Qing also practiced a cultivation technique, his power was clearly not as profound as Lu Qingyuan’s. Furthermore, Lu Qingyuan’s sword techniques incorporated the mysteries of the Heaven and Earth Sword Skill.
Slit!
The merciless sword tore through Yan Qing’s clothing creating a bone-deep gash. Yan Qing grunted, falling down off the first arena platform.
"I’ve said it, with me, Lu Qingyuan here this year, Outer Sect trash can forget about dominating the Earth Rankings." Lu Qingyuan won another match, defeating the recognized number one expert below the Three-star Sword God of the Outer Sect.
His face, filled with gloating arrogance, was truly asking for a beating.
"If I’m not mistaken, Yan Qing is the acknowledged top fighter of the younger generation in your Outer Sect, right? Even the strongest among the Outer Sect’s youth has fallen to my sword, I ask then, which piece of trash dares to challenge me?"
With his sword in one hand, Lu Qingyuan stood arrogantly pointing forward, his gaze haughty and disdainful of everything.
Having won, he naturally didn’t hold back from showing off.
Chu Feng leapt down from the platform, walking towards the first arena step by step.
Just at that moment, Yan Qing with a face of desolation, struggled to rise from the ground, his waist injured by a sword strike so deep that it reached bone. The blood was flowing freely.
Seeing Chu Feng walking over with his sword, Yan Qing couldn’t help but rage, blurting out, "Chu Feng, you despicable coward! Before, when I called you up to the stage to compete, you cowered. Now seeing me injured, you want to take advantage and kick me while I’m down."
"Even injured, I’m not afraid of you. Let’s fight."
Yan Qing’s neck was thick, his veins bulging visibly.
"I respect you as a man; you’ve tried your best for the honor of the Outer Sect. Therefore, today there is no need to compete with you."
Chu Feng responded with a faint smile, as if it were some sort of joke.
How could the esteemed Eternal Life Pill Master, stoop to kick someone when they are down, taking advantage of their misfortune?
His gaze lifted to the arena above, where Lu Qingyuan stood, arrogant and unbridled.
A dense battle intent and killing aura emanated from him as well.
"Are you thinking of challenging Lu Qingyuan?" Yan Qing’s eyes widened suddenly.
"What? Is it only alright for you to win honour for the Outer Sect and not for me?" Chu Feng’s eyebrows slightly raised.
"Heh heh... In that case, I have misjudged you... Sorry!" It was then Yan Qing realized that he had judged Chu Feng with a petty mindset.
He felt immensely ashamed, wishing he could hide away in a crack in the ground.
"Just saying sorry shows little sincerity. How about we make a bet?"
Observing Yan Qing closely, Chu Feng admired his noble character, sensing a kinship between heroes.
Chu Feng wanted to subdue Yan Qing, the valiant general, to become his subordinate.
This moment presented a perfect opportunity.
"Say it!" Yan Qing stared intently at Chu Feng.
"If I defeat Lu Qingyuan, you shall become my Sword Slave. And if you wish to challenge me, you can do so anytime," declared Chu Feng, a provocative look in his eyes.
Being able to continuously dominate the top position in the Earth Rankings was proof enough of Yan Qing’s exceptional abilities.
If truly subdued, Chu Feng would then have another powerful general under his command.
To contend against Panlong Heavenly Emperor, Chu Feng must gradually amass power. Merely enhancing his own strength was far from sufficient as Panlong Heavenly Emperor controlled the power of an entire Heavenly Country.
"For the sake of the Outer Sect, I’m going all out today. As long as you can win, I’ll be your Sword Slave,"
Yan Qing gritted his teeth and agreed outright.
"Watch from below!" As soon as Chu Feng finished speaking, he leapt up, launching himself onto the arena.
Immediately, the crowd erupted in amazed gasps.
Following that, the Outer Disciples spontaneously began to cheer and encourage Chu Feng loudly.
When the honor of the Outer Sect was trampled by the devilish Lu Qingyuan, at a moment when no one could oppose him, no one had expected Chu Feng, a Beginner Level Sword Saint, to suddenly step onto the stage.
Not long ago, when Liu Lang publicly called Chu Feng a coward, a timid soul, everyone had backed him up.
They felt their faces burning with shame now, feeling remorseful towards Chu Feng.
As it turned out, Chu Feng was not a coward; he simply couldn’t be bothered with Liu Lang, that insignificant buffoon.
"Haha, Chu Feng, you finally took the stage. If you didn’t take the stage now, I would definitely have moved to arena number thirty-one later,"
Lu Qingyuan revealed a sly smile, as if his scheme had succeeded.
"Offending Brother Han Sheng, regardless of who it is, will not meet a good end. Although you possess the Nine Yang Sword Veins, from now on, you will become useless. The Nine Yang Sword Veins will belong to me,"
Lu Qingyuan indeed had premeditated and was well-prepared.
A cold smirk appeared as he took a jade box from his bosom. Upon opening it, it revealed a light-green elixir inside.
As big as a baby’s fist, strands of Alchemy aura escaped from it, vicious like the claws of a demon.
"A Devouring Vein Evil Pill! You intend to defeat me and then extract the Nine Yang Sword Veins from my body?" As an Alchemy Venerate, Chu Feng recognized the function of the elixir at a glance.