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Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Draw the Sword? You’re Not Worthy!
As Luo Cheng’s words left his mouth, the entire place fell into a deathly silence.
The servant disciples present all stared at Luo Cheng with incredulous expressions.
Yesterday, when Luo Cheng declared he would challenge Li Hui, everyone thought it was just empty talk to save face.
No one expected that Luo Cheng actually meant it!
"This Luo Cheng has gone mad! Completely mad!"
"A mere Wasted Martial Soul—does he even know his own limits?"
Shocked as they were, the crowd couldn’t help but deem Luo Cheng’s actions absurdly arrogant!
Even within the same Third Layer of the Transcendence Realm, there is a difference in strength.
Li Hui had been cultivating in the Xuanyuan Sect for a year already; his strength was no trifling matter.
And what did a failure with a Wasted Martial Soul have to compete with?
Elder He was also taken aback for a moment but soon spoke aloofly, "You want to challenge Li Hui?"
"Indeed, if you defeat Li Hui, you’ll be entitled to his rewards. However, one must have self-awareness. If you desire better treatment, you must possess corresponding strength. Otherwise, you’ll only be a laughingstock. Have you thought it through?"
"I’ve thought it through."
Luo Cheng walked straight to an open space, staring down Li Hui, his fighting spirit blazing.
"Heh, arrogance can be your downfall!"
Squinting slightly, Elder He instructed Li Hui, "Li Hui, since he wishes to challenge you, do not hold back."
Originally intending to scare Luo Cheng into backing down, Elder He grew slightly irritated at Luo Cheng’s defiance.
"Understood!"
Li Hui grinned subtly and stepped forward.
The crowd instinctively parted, forming a circle.
Several veteran servant disciples who happened to pass by were also drawn to the commotion and gathered around.
"This guy just joined the Xuanyuan Sect and dares challenge Li Hui. How bold!"
"How many moves do you think he’ll last? I wager no more than ten!"
"Ten moves? You’re overestimating him. Three moves at best!"
The crowd only viewed Luo Cheng as a joke, not a single person believing in him.
Li Hui stopped in front of Luo Cheng, a sinister smile dawning on his face as he said, "I didn’t think you’d actually dare to challenge me. Too late for regrets now."
Luo Cheng glanced at him indifferently. "Why would I regret?"
Li Hui sneered, "Sharp tongue! Draw your sword; let’s see what little strength you have!"
Slightly shaking his head, Luo Cheng smiled faintly. "You? Not even worth my effort to draw my sword."
The crowd froze in shock. Arrogant beyond limits, didn’t he know when to stop?
Even Elder He’s brow furrowed deeply.
Li Hui, whom Elder He had favored and often advised, was practically counted as a half-disciple of his. To be so disregarded—it enraged him!
"Li Hui, since Luo Cheng is so confident, don’t hold back. Show him the might of your Lingfeng Sword Technique!"
Elder He’s tone grew heavier.
"Understood."
Enraged, a grim look overtook Li Hui’s face. "You brought this on yourself! Stay down!"
With a sharp clang, Li Hui unsheathed his sword.
His movements were swift. In the blink of an eye, shining swordlight roared toward Luo Cheng like a storm—dazzling and overwhelming!
"How powerful!"
New disciple spectators sucked in breaths, astonished.
This sword move was intricately designed and as swift as thunder. Avoidance seemed utterly impossible!
Even Elder He couldn’t help but nod slightly in approval.
The Lingfeng Sword Technique, a Three-star Sword Technique, had been cultivated by Li Hui to the Great Success Realm. Each movement was fluent yet dynamic—within its ferocity lay hidden adaptations. Ordinary Martial Artists at the same Third Layer of the Transcendence Realm would undoubtedly crumble before it!
Just as everyone thought this battle would reach its conclusion with that single strike, Luo Cheng’s expression remained calm, betraying not a trace of panic.
If Li Hui hadn’t reached the Sword Heart Realm, this attack could at least be considered decent.
But to Luo Cheng, such a move now appeared riddled with flaws and unbearably crude.
Focusing intently, Luo Cheng spotted the gaps within the cascading swordlight, sidestepped swiftly, and unleashed a straight punch directly to Li Hui’s chest.
With a resounding crash, Li Hui spewed blood, his body tumbling seven or eight meters backwards like a broken sack before crashing hard to the ground.
"You!"
Li Hui glared at Luo Cheng, struggling to rise, only to vomit another mouthful of blood, collapsing entirely.
Dusting off his hands, Luo Cheng said emotionlessly:
"With such paltry strength, you barely even qualify for shared dormitories."
Hearing this, Li Hui almost passed out from anger.
This was the exact humiliation he had inflicted upon Luo Cheng just the day before; now, it had been served back word for word!
The crowd, which had deemed Luo Cheng certain to lose, stood dumbfounded, their mouths slightly agape.
No one had anticipated this outcome for the battle.
Many hadn’t even caught the details of Li Hui’s defeat.
"Elder He, what just happened?" Zhang Lian, who stood nearby, couldn’t hold back her question.
Elder He’s face darkened. He had just instructed Li Hui to teach Luo Cheng a lesson, yet in the blink of an eye, Li Hui had been defeated! Li Hui, practically his half-disciple—this was nothing if not embarrassing.
"Just sheer luck!"
Elder He snorted coldly.
With his discerning eyes, he could see precisely how Li Hui lost.
But Elder He refused to believe Luo Cheng could entirely avoid Li Hui’s strikes; such acts required incredibly sharp perception and mental power—something even many seasoned Martial Artists at the Transcendence Realm couldn’t achieve. For him, this could only be attributed to luck.
"Zhang Lian, take care of the aftermath. Someone, take Li Hui away for treatment!"
After giving his orders, Elder He cast a frosty glance at Luo Cheng before turning and leaving.
Two servant disciples immediately stepped forward to carry Li Hui away.
Noticing the severity of Li Hui’s injuries, they couldn’t help but gasp sharply.
Li Hui’s chest bones were utterly shattered, and his internal damage was severe.
To think all of this came from a single punch. It was unbelievable.
What they didn’t know was that Luo Cheng had deliberately restrained his strength. Otherwise, the force of over ten thousand pounds would have instantly killed Li Hui!
Li Hui was carried off.
After assigning the rest of the tasks, Zhang Lian approached Luo Cheng and said, "There are many vacant rooms over at the individual quarters. Feel free to choose any one of them."
Luo Cheng nodded and asked, "I don’t need to tend to the Celestial Wind Hawks anymore, do I?"
"Of course not."
Smiling, Zhang Lian handed him a Jade Token and said, "You’ve taken over Li Hui’s duties. Like me, you’ll now oversee and patrol. Aside from instructions directly from the Elders, you can command these new servant disciples at will."
"Alright."
Taking the Token, Luo Cheng weighed it in his hand, visibly satisfied.
This was far better than tending to the Celestial Wind Hawks. Not only did it involve overseeing hundreds of people, but it also gave him more time to cultivate.
"Alright, I’ll take the others to the Medicine Fields first. I’ll show you around later," Zhang Lian said, leaving with the servant disciples assigned to the Medicine Fields.
Just as Luo Cheng was about to select a room, a few individuals exchanged glances before surrounding him, blocking his path.
Scanning them, Luo Cheng asked nonchalantly, "What’s the meaning of this?"
One of them, a long-faced youth dressed in fine silk, smiled faintly, pointing at the Jade Token in Luo Cheng’s hand.
"Nothing much. We just want you to hand over that Jade Token."
Unfazed, Luo Cheng asked, "And why is that?"
The long-faced youth flicked his fingers and smirked, saying, "Heh, don’t tell me you actually think you can lord over us!"
"You, with a Wasted Martial Soul—who here would respect you? Go ahead, give an order and see if anyone obeys. Cai Yuan, would you listen to him?"
