Published: March 8, 2025
Chu Yang laughed heartily; that earlier remark had clearly struck the sore spot of this fellow.
“No wonder you're so arrogant, tsk tsk tsk…” Young Master Wei glanced sideways at Chu Yang, “Turns out you’ve actually reached saint level ninth rank… tsk tsk, not bad, kid. Did you eat some immortal’s fart? Your improvement is so rapid!”
“That’s right!” Chu Yang puffed out his chest proudly, “Now, beating you is like child’s play.”
Young Master Wei chuckled, “Wait a minute, want to spar?”
“I’m afraid I’ll end up killing you, and that wouldn't be good for Jun Luolu,” Chu Yang said modestly.
“No worries. I’ll just consider it a chance to learn from you,” Young Master Wei winked.
Chu Yang looked up suspiciously, feeling confused. This guy seemed to be at saint level second tier, wanting to spar with him? Was he really asking for punishment?
Recalling how he had suffered under Young Master Wei back in the day, Chu Imperial Seat’s pride surged, and his anger flared!
“Alright! Once you're done here, I’ll spar with you!” Chu Yang gritted his teeth.
As they spoke, the people from the Pang Family had already turned into a field of corpses.
The leading man in black returned with orders.
“You all go back first. I need to talk to this boss,” Young Master Wei waved his hand.
The men in black nodded respectfully, unable to resist stealing glances; someone who could be referred to as 'this boss' by Young Master Wei was a rarity in this dimension.
What caught their eyes was a black-clothed youth with an ethereal charisma, who at this moment wore a smile while nodding.
The youth’s carefree demeanor matched Young Master Wei's elegance, as if they were two brothers.
Both were exceptional and stood out from the crowd.
Young Master Wei said, “Let’s find a place to have a good fight; it’s been a long time since I encountered a foe above saint level… I’m really itching for a good spar.”
With a swish, both of them vanished at the same time.
Leaving behind the men in black who had just finished their butchering work, all of them stood with their mouths agape, their eyes nearly popping out.
What? This ethereal-looking, seemingly calm and frail youth was actually a saint level expert?
“Black Three, did I hear wrong? Saint level?” One of the burly men in black turned to his companion in disbelief.
“Hmm, I think I heard wrong too,” Black Three replied.
“Could Young Master Wei make a mistake?” another asked.
“Heavens… saint level…”
…
In the distance, among the mountains.
“A glimmer of cold light with immense radiance; slaughtering the world, what harm is there!…”
Chu Yang was grandly showcasing his sword moves, attacking Young Master Wei with a flurry of strikes. Young Master Wei was forced to retreat step by step.
“Ha ha…” Chu Imperial Seat felt quite proud, “Wei brother, I’m afraid of hurting you, so I didn’t use my full strength.”
Young Master Wei smiled faintly, “Then go full out; I’d like to test my limits.”
“Alright!” Chu Yang shouted, adding more strength to his strikes.
Young Master Wei still swayed, struggling to defend, “Add a bit more strength…”
Suddenly, Chu Yang felt something was off: Could it be that I’ve been tricked again…
Having now reached the cultivation level of sword saint third tier, his power was sufficient to slay saint level fifth rank experts! Yet Young Master Wei, who had been on the verge of collapse at the beginning, was still hanging on?
This guy… surely doesn’t improve this quickly, right?
With a long howl, Chu Yang unleashed his sword; executing all four moves of the nine calamity sword technique with full power, the power of soft water, the Power of the Raging Waves, the might of the great waves… he attacked with everything he had!
Young Master Wei let out a loud laugh, “Look at this!”
Suddenly, he spread his arms wide, and with a whoosh, the ground before him erupted, visibly sprouting outward, and in an instant, a green expanse formed, enveloping the entire battlefield!