70 – still a genius

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ON DECEMBER 22, 2021 BY MOONCHILDKHZ

Bang! Bang!

On the competition stage, the spiritual energy spread, forming a palm shape. 

“This is an illusion-type palm technique.
Once used, it will form an air-tight seal!” an older cultivator commented. 

A martial arts skill had been used?

That Ironbone disciple would lose without a doubt!

However, no matter how Yi Dashi attacked, Tian Qi was calm in the face of danger.
He used his hands and feet, resisting the opposing party’s attacks through different means. 

The cultivators in the stands looked more and more shocked.
Even though the opposing disciple was using a palm technique, Tian Qi still hadn’t used a shred of spiritual energy!

“The strength of the Azure Plume Sect’s disciple is at least 1500 jin.
How can he resist without spiritual power?”

“This is a little exaggerated…!”

Hu! Hu!

At this moment, Tian Qi stopped dodging the blows and drew one step backwards.

His right fist began to glitter with ten rings of light as spiritual power poured into the first.
He then leaped forward and smashed the other youth into the ground. 

Quick, ruthless, accurate!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Yi Dashi suffered a series of strikes and violently retreated.
He eventually fell off the stage, where he paled and coughed out a mouthful of blood. 

The referee announced, “Second round fourth match, Tian Qi wins!”

“He… He won again?”

“There were only ten rings on his fist, but he can defeat a Meridian Opening Stage Twelve?”

The audience was so shocked that time came to a stand still.

Tian Qi very naturally exited the stage. 

This time he defended against some attacks, then defeated his opponent, telling the stupid audience that his first victory had not been some fluke. 

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“Ah,” Jun Changxiao turned his head with a smile.
“Your sect’s disciple didn’t lose face by losing to mine, right?”

The Great Red Gate elder was speechless.

He did not participate as actively in the competition as before. 

That was because the several disciples the sect sent out had almost all been eliminated during the first round.
Now only a single seedling was assigned to Zone D. 

“Hmph,” snorted the elder.
“This is the second round.
There are still many matches, don’t be too happy.”

Jun Changxiao shrugged.
He glanced at the Xiao Family elders, discovering that they were actually meditating. 

The participants continued to fight.
Based on martial arts, the second round was obviously more interesting than the first, as more people revealed their skills. 

In this respect, the Ironbone Sect was worse off. 

That was because Sect Head Jun had only forced them to undergo devilish training and did not pass on any decent martial skills. 

In his words, cultivators between the Meridian Opening and Martial Apprentice Realms could be defeated with enough strength.
Other than high-grade martial skills, the others were mostly useless.

The truth was that he had no good skills to pass on. 

“Second round tenth match, Zhang He versus Li Qingyang!”

“Begin!”

Bang!

Just as the referee’s voice fell, Li Qingyang punched Zhang He right off the stage. 

“Second round tenth match, the winner is Li Qingyang!”

The corner of people’s mouths twitched.

“Second round match twenty-six, Su Xiaomo versus Lin Feng!”

“Begin!”

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Shua, shua, shua!

With vigorous steps, Su Xiaomo approached his opponent.
He instantly appeared before his opponent and poured strength into his right leg, kicking Lin Feng right in the butt and pushing him off the stage.

“Second round match twenty-six, the winner is Su Xiaomo!”

The corner of people’s mouths continued to twitch.

“Second round match forty-two, Tie Ying versus Lu Qianqian!”

“Begin!”

Putong—

Participant Tie Ying’s fate was just like Hu Yao’s.
With a wave of Lu Qianqian’s hands, he was gently pushed off the stage with a burst of spiritual power.

The audience could not bear it anymore. 

Big brother, big sister, this is the second round!

How many of these participants have skill? Your Ironbone Sect just fights a quick battle, can’t you give your opponent some more respect?

No, because respect is not given, it is earned. 

Like Jun Changxiao, when faced with humiliation, the disciples had never begged for respect, because they would earn it with their strength. 

Although this Sect Martial Arts Competition was about martial skill, sect leaders could not participate.
But with Lu Qianqian and the others present, it was equivalent to Jun Changxiao being there, representing the entire Ironbone Sect. 

We won’t beg for your respect, we will earn it through our fists!

And so the competition continued…

The 64th match, Xiao Zuiji versus Hua Rong!

“It’s here, it’s here!”

“Blue River Gang’s Hua Rong is a Meridian Opening Stage Twelve, he can definitely dominate that guy!”

Sure enough, right after the match started, Hua Rong imbued his palms with spiritual power, forming blades of qi around his hands.
He then leapt into the air and flew towards Xiao Zuiji. 

Bang! Bang! Bang!

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Like a phantom, the crazy blade attack landed on Xiao Zuiji’s shoulder, chest, arm, and abdomen. 

However, no matter how Hua Rong attacked, Xiao Zuiji stood there and tanked the attacks.
He was motionless and did not express that he was in any pain. 

“How… how is this possible…?”

“How strong must his physical body be for him to be motionless as a log?”

The audience was heaving, surprise leaving them gasping for air. 

“Hateful!” 

Hua Rong became angry, striking ruthlessly towards Xiao Zuiji’s neck with a palm blade. 

In the process, more spiritual power poured into his palm and the attack strength successfully rose. 

Pah!

At this time, Xiao Zuiji’s arm came up, lightly catching Hua Rong’s palm.
“We are just comparing martial arts, why be so heavy-handed?”

His hand was like a shackle, tightly locking around Hua Rong’s wrist and his opponent was unable to pull himself free. 

“He’s being pinched on a qi vessel!”

“That participant was too anxious, too negligent!”

The many experts in the stands saw it this way, 

Xiao Zuiji did not have a spiritual root, nor did he have a cultivation base — a loser. 

But do not forget, he was once a shocking and peerless talent! His strength could drop, but his inherent instincts and fighting abilities would not disappear!

It seemed like he was just standing there taking the hits, but he was actually looking for a flaw in his opponent’s martial technique.
Once he found it, he seized the opportunity, unexpectedly catching Hua Rong and blocking one of his qi vessels.

A textbook counterattack. 

Unfortunately, many of the observing cultivators did not care. 

They were cheering for Hua Rong, hoping that he could squash Xiao Zuiji like a bug — the Xiao Family especially hoped so. 

But Hua Rong’s qi vessels had been sealed, making him weak and helpless, how could he fight back now?

Shua!

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Xiao Zuiji continued to hold Hua Rong by his wrist, making sure to block his qi, and dragged him to the edge of the stage. 

Xiao Zuiji lifted one leg and smacked Hua Rong across the stomach.
Loosening his hold on the man’s wrist, Hua Rong flew backwards and off the stage, grimacing as he held his stomach and tumbled down. 

Jun Changxiao smiled.
“That was a heavy kick.”

There was a long pause. 

The referee announced, “Second round sixty-fourth match, Xiao Zuiji wins!”

[Ding! Five disciples entered the third round, the Epic Mission is at 20% completion.
Host has obtained 20 contribution points.]

[Ding! Sect Contribution: 82/500.]

Jun Changxiao secretly thought, It gave me 20 points again.
Calculating it like this, 100% completion will give me 100 points.
Earning 200 points at once? Worthy of being an epic mission; the reward is also epic!

Xiao Zuiji returned to the winner’s area.

The audience chose to shut their mouths, remaining silent. 

Ridicule him?

That was no longer possible.

The Xiao Family’s direct descents looked like they just ate shit.
Along with their ugly expressions were their frail minds, which had been punctured by reality.

“An expelled Xiao Family direct descendant doesn’t have spiritual power, but can actually depend on his physical strength to defeat Meridian Opening Stage Twelve.”

“He can withstand Hua Rong’s crazy attack, coming out safe and sound.
What did he experience these past few years for his physical strength to be so terrifying?”

“A genius is still a genius.
Even without spiritual roots or cultivation, he can still find a way to strengthen himself.”

“The Xiao Family expelled him, I’m afraid they might regret that now.”

The Xiao Family Great Elder had flushed a deep-red, his eyes drowning thoroughly in murderous intentions. 

The expelled family waste had defeated his opponents one after another, making it to the third round.
For him, this was a hard matter to accept.

On the side, Jun Changxiao lifted his arm, aiming the muzzle of the pistol directly at the Great Elder. Old fogy, do not over do it.
Otherwise, I will shoot you dead.

He would not allow people to hurt his disciples.
Don’t talk about the Xiao Family, even the Ye Family, Lin Family, or Long Family were not allowed.

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