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Chapter 167: Chapter 167: Let Luo Cheng Come Out!
"Hmm? This is—!"
Sun Chuanwu placed his right palm on the sword hilt, and many of the Xuanyuan Sect elders present immediately had a change in expression.
Two breaths passed, and Sun Chuanwu simply stood there motionless. Yet, the sharp and oppressive aura around him grew increasingly intense!
It felt as if what was hidden within the scabbard was not a blade but some peerless beast that, once unleashed, would devour everything!
We can’t wait any longer!
Yu Yue felt his scalp tingle.
His instincts warned him that if he delayed any further, the situation would only grow worse. With a furious roar, his figure lunged forward.
This time, Yu Yue used all his strength. His fist clenched, forming a flaming vortex around him.
"Extreme Fire Hundred Wolf Kill!"
Rumble!
As Yu Yue’s punch blasted forth, crimson flames erupted entirely.
The ferocious fist power, like a raging torrent formed by countless fiery demon wolves, surged wildly, aiming to incinerate and devour everything in its path. The terrifying momentum made one’s hair stand on end!
Clang!
At that moment, Sun Chuanwu finally unsheathed his blade.
As the blade left its scabbard, his aura skyrocketed.
"Vast Void Cloud Splitting Slash!"
His gaze locked onto Yu Yue as Sun Chuanwu raised his longsword with both hands, slashing once! Then a second slash! And a third!
Boom!
With the first slash, the fist power exploded!
With the second slash, the fist power completely shattered and dissipated!
Three slashes unleashed almost simultaneously, the intervals so minuscule they were nearly indistinguishable!
As the fist power dissolved into nothingness, the third slash immediately followed, striking Yu Yue directly.
The Protective Essence Energy surrounding Yu Yue’s body was almost completely torn apart. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth as his body was blasted backward.
At this point, the outcome was clear.
However, a cold glint flashed in Sun Chuanwu’s eyes as he struck once more with his blade.
"Break for me!"
Yu Yue had no way to evade. He could only grit his teeth and endure it head-on!
Bang!
The blade’s light exploded. Yu Yue spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and fell off the arena, a deep slash mark visible on his right arm.
Upon seeing this, the Fifth Elder slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Sun Chuanwu:
"This was supposed to be a friendly sparring match, yet you were so ruthless!"
Sun Yingyang replied leisurely, "Elder Mu, my son already held back. The Vast Void Cloud Splitting Slash has five slashes in total—he only executed up to the fourth."
Sheathing his blade, Sun Chuanwu glanced at Yu Yue, who had fallen off the stage, and chuckled:
"I honestly didn’t expect someone ranked sixth among the top ten Outer Disciples to be this weak. I overestimated you."
"You—!"
Yu Yue’s face contorted with humiliation, the veins on his forehead bulging.
But unfortunately, with insufficient skills, he could only swallow his bitterness silently.
"Yu Yue didn’t lose because of martial arts or cultivation but because of his Martial Arts Realm."
"Indeed. Who would’ve thought that Sun Chuanwu, at such a young age, had already reached the Perfection Realm of the Sword Heart."
"It seems the Fierce Cloud Sect has birthed yet another prodigy. Sigh, this year’s Three Sects Martial Arts Competition will be even tougher for us."
The Xuanyuan Sect elders felt a deep sense of helplessness.
The Fierce Cloud Sect’s endless stream of prodigies only widened the gap between the two sects as time went on.
At this moment, Elder Chen Xuan turned toward Sun Yingyang:
"Sun Yingyang, the duel is over. Why don’t you explain the true purpose of your visit now?"
He evidently didn’t believe that Sun Yingyang had visited the Xuanyuan Sect personally just for this sparring match.
Seeing that the mood was right, Sun Yingyang finally spoke:
"Does your sect have a disciple by the name of Luo Cheng?"
Luo Cheng!
The mention of this name made many elders exchange peculiar glances.
This individual had only been in the Xuanyuan Sect for a few months but had already caused quite a stir.
Elder Chen Xuan replied, "He is my direct disciple."
At this, a fleeting, peculiar glint appeared in Sun Yingyang’s eyes as he smirked:
"So, you’ve taken in a so-called waste, someone who has awakened a Wasted Martial Soul, as a disciple? Has the Xuanyuan Sect fallen so low?"
Chen Xuan’s face darkened slightly: "If that’s all, please take your leave."
Sun Yingyang took a sip of tea before replying leisurely, "Half a month ago, one of my disciples, Wu Ming, encountered Luo Cheng during a mission. Conflict ensued. As a result, Luo Cheng shattered Wu Ming’s Dantian, turning him into a cripple..."
Hiss!
Hearing this, many inhaled sharply.
No one had expected Luo Cheng to possess such strength!
Even more shocking was his sheer audacity!
Chen Xuan’s expression didn’t falter: "Are you here to seek justice? Over the years, our Xuanyuan Sect disciples have been severely harmed or even killed by the Fierce Cloud Sect countless times. Shall we settle accounts down to the last grudge? If so, this will never end."
For centuries, the two sects had engaged in open and covert strife, leaving innumerable deaths and injuries in their wake. Their grievances were too entangled for resolution—unless full-scale war broke out!
And for an Outer Disciple, that was impossible.
Sun Yingyang smiled faintly: "Fights among the younger generation inevitably lead to injuries and death. I didn’t come here to demand justice. It’s just that, after hearing about this incident, a few of my disciples are eager to meet this Luo Cheng."
As soon as Sun Yingyang finished speaking, a black-clad youth stepped forward from behind him, cupping his fists:
"I am Su Lan, an Outer Disciple of the Fierce Cloud Sect! I’d like to spar with Luo Cheng!"
Elder Chen Xuan frowned and shook his head: "Luo Cheng is not currently within the sect."
He had long heard of Sun Yingyang’s petty nature and vengeful tendencies.
This visit, specifically targeting Luo Cheng, was undoubtedly ill-intentioned! 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢
Hearing this, Sun Yingyang remained silent, merely casting a glance at the black-clad youth.
Swoosh!
With a light step, the black-clad youth leaped onto the arena, his gaze sweeping over the Xuanyuan Sect disciples present. His fighting spirit surged as he declared:
"I am Su Lan, at the Fifth Layer of the Transcendence Realm! Anyone at the same realm, feel free to challenge me!"
Chen Xuan’s brow furrowed deeply: "Sun Yingyang, what is the meaning of this?"
Sun Yingyang grinned: "It’s not my intention. It seems he simply got excited seeing such a lively gathering and wanted to spar with your disciples."
Before his words had fully landed, Su Lan, standing on the stage, sneered coldly when he saw no one responding:
"What’s the matter? No one dares step forward to fight? Could it be that the mighty Xuanyuan Sect only harbors cowards? What a joke!"
These words caused an uproar in the crowd.
Just moments ago, Sun Chuanwu’s humiliation of Yu Yue had already enraged the Xuanyuan Sect disciples present.
Now, Su Lan’s words only poured fuel on the fire!
One by one, the Outer Disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect flushed red with anger, trembling with outrage.
Suddenly, a cold shout rang out from the crowd.
"Who the hell do you think you are, spouting nonsense here? I, Chen Yue, will take you on!"
Swoosh!
As the words fell, a figure clad in azure leapt onto the arena.
This person, too, possessed cultivation at the Fifth Layer of the Transcendence Realm.
Su Lan glanced at him briefly before shaking his head dismissively: "You’re not worth it. Let someone else come."
"Arrogant! Take my attack—Purple Spirit Triple Slash!"
Enraged, Chen Yue brandished a longsword, gripping it with both hands as he unleashed three consecutive strikes at lightning speed toward Su Lan.
Su Lan’s weapon was a long spear. Facing the incoming blade light, he showed no signs of dodging. His spear shot forth like a swimming dragon.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sparks flew as Su Lan crushed Chen Yue’s offensive with a single spear thrust. His defenses crumbled, leaving him wide open. In an instant, the spear pierced his left shoulder.
Poof!
Blood sprayed as Chen Yue was sent flying off the arena.
What!
Witnessing this scene, the Xuanyuan Sect disciples were all stunned.
Both were at the Fifth Layer of the Transcendence Realm, yet Chen Yue couldn’t even withstand a single move!
Elder Chen Xuan, however, discerned the intricacies of the situation.
This Su Lan had trained in extraordinary Martial Arts Techniques. His Martial Arts Realm had even reached the mid-level Gun Heart realm! In terms of combat power, even an ordinary Sixth Layer cultivator wasn’t his match.
Indeed, they had come prepared!
Chen Xuan’s expression turned frosty as he said, "Sun Yingyang, what exactly is your intention?"
This time, Sun Yingyang dropped all pretense, candidly declaring:
"Bring out Luo Cheng, and everything can be resolved!"
