“Brother Chu, if you don’t wish to entertain this b*stard, I can chase him off this stronghold,” said Heavenly Imperial Ghostblade.
He was no longer fond of the Sword Tribe after learning about Jian Que’s betrayal. In fact, he was itching for a fight with Jian Wuque.
Chu Kuangren chuckled lightly. “Commodore, there’s no need to trouble you. Since he’s here for me, it’s only best that I take care of this myself.”
After all, Chu Kuangren did agree to fight Jian Wuque.
In the combat arena of Stronghold Seventeen.
The Extraterritorial Battlefield had always disallowed large-scale clashes between orthodoxies. After all, every casualty incurred would mean one less person to fight against the Blood Tribe. Thus, the combat arenas were created.
Be it personal disputes or orthodoxy wars, these matters were typically settled by a few people into the combat arena.
Every stronghold had its own combat arena.
The combat arenas had been used rather generously. After all, it was difficult to avoid conflicts while billions of stronghold cultivators lived with each other. As such, the combat arenas were often occupied with people.
A young swordsman stood in one of the combat arenas.
A long sword was strapped to his waist as he radiated a sharp, precise aura.
He was none other than Jian Wuque.
He had been waiting for Chu Kuangren for ten days.
In the past ten days, many swordsmen had come to challenge him. Some were eager to use this battle to get promoted, while others purely wanted to put their swordsmanship to the test. Jian Wuque accepted each and every challenge and subsequently defeated all of his challengers.
Over the course of ten days, ninety-eight swordsmen were defeated in Jian Wuque’s hands, many of which were High-rank Heavenly Imperials.
This cemented Jian Wuque’s reputation as a remarkable swordsman.
Swish…
Jian Wuque’s longsword shuddered in its handle.
He gradually opened his eyes. “Another challenger is incoming.”
A young green-robed swordsman appeared before him, his hand brandishing a precious sword.
“Speak your name, challenger.”
“Green Robe Swordsman. I’ve come to witness your swordsmanship.”
“Bring it on.”
Jian Wuque said unfazed.
The surrounding cultivators began to turn their attention towards the combat arena Jian Wuque was in with an eager look in their eyes.
“Look, another person’s challenging Jian Wuque. I didn’t think there would be more after his consecutive victories.”
“This is his ninety-ninth battle now.”
“Woah, he’ll soon reach one hundred consecutive victories.”
“He really lives up to the top one hundred ranking cultivators of the world battle leaderboard.”
“How many moves do you think he’ll last?”
“At least ten moves, I think. Judging from his aura, the challenger’s also a Heavenly Imperial. It looks like this fight will last a little longer.”
The cultivators chatted.
Thus, the battle between Jian Wuque and the swordsman began.
As their swords clanked mid-air, their sword qi spread over the walls of the combat arena.
The challenger was soon defeated before he even had the chance to expand his miniverse. He was blasted out of the arena.
“You’re too weak.”
Jian Wuque retrieved his sword and said to the swordsman.
The swordsman’s face immediately sunk. As much as he wished to refute, he found himself utterly speechless.
How could he deny it?
He was defeated in just a few moves.
Did the swordsman have what it takes to refute?
“D*mn it!”
The swordsman reluctantly left the scene.
As he walked out of the arena, a white-clothed youngster stood in his way. Being in the worst of moods for being defeated, the swordsman immediately launched a burst of fist qi towards him.
“Get out of my way!”
The swordsman was a Heavenly Imperial.
Hence, his attack would have blasted even an Emperor away.
However, as the fist qi landed on the white-clothed person, it instantly dissipated into a gust of wind as if nothing happened.
“What?!”
The swordsman was appalled.
Before he could even react, he felt his shoulders gripped by another person and instinctively resisted using his Emperor qi.
Yet, no matter how hard he tried, the swordsman could not free himself from the grip. He felt his entire body hurled into the air and spun several times before crashing into a wall.
The cultivators nearby were dumbfounded.
They had just witnessed a youngster effortlessly grab the swordsman and toss him away like a piece of trash.
The swordsman was helpless throughout the entire process!
He was even a Heavenly Imperial!
Gulp…
Who was that guy?!
The cultivators gulped in fear.
Then, they scrutinized their newly arrived guest.
Boasting a delicate figure beneath his white robes and a beautiful sword strapped to his waist, the dark-haired youngster possessed an appearance that was beyond extraordinary.
Quite simply, he seemed like he hailed from the heavens!
Besides, judging from his effortless take on the Heavenly Imperial, one could easily conclude that this person was also a remarkable fighter!
The ladies around were all eyes on him.
“My heavens, where did this cutie come from?”
“How’s he so good-looking?”
“He must be incredibly strong to toss a Heavenly Imperial just like that. He’s probably one of the strongest in this stronghold.”
“With his looks and abilities, he would’ve been famous in Stronghold Seventeen a long time ago. How have I never come across him?”
“After so many years, I’ve finally found the one.”
“My sisters, wake me up from this dream…”
In contrast to the cultivators’ astonishment, Jian Wuque’s eyes lit up, and a burst of powerful aura erupted from his body.
The aura surged over the entire combat arena.
The ladies were jolted awake from their infatuation.
“Why is Jian Wuque reacting like that?”
“Could it be…”
“Chu Kuangren, you’ve finally come.”
Jian Wuque glared at Chu Kuangren and said.
Only then did the cultivators finally understand.
No wonder that huge reaction. Jian Wuque’s opponent had arrived.
“So that’s Chu Kuangren.”
“Woah, it looks like his abilities are remarkable as well!”
“Of course! Otherwise, why would Jian Wuque challenge him?”
The cultivators looked eagerly ahead.
Jian Wuque had waited ten days for Chu Kuangren.
Many cultivators were looking forward to this fight since then too.
“Well, since you’re here, why wouldn’t I? I said I’d always be ready for a fight.”
Chu Kuangren said before letting out a light sigh and continued, “Unfortunately, I’ve come to regret my decision.”
Jian Wuque lifted his eyebrows. “Oh, you’re scared!”
“No, it’s because I realize that you’re no longer a worthy opponent. I regret making that promise because it now means that I have to waste my time on a weakling.”
Chu Kuangren seemed troubled.
He did not expect that his trip to the secret realm would dramatically enhance his abilities. Jian Wuque would have previously made a fine opponent.
However, it was no longer the case.
“Chu Kuangren, you’re way too cocky!”
Furious, Jian Wuque grimaced.
After all, he was a High-rank Heavenly Imperial of the Sword Tribe, who ranked in the top one hundred cultivators in the world battle leaderboard. Apart from the few Daoist Celestials, he was a force to be reckoned with within the Extraterritorial Region. How could he be called a weakling?
“Never mind. Let’s just skip the empty talks.”
Chu Kuangren leaped forward and stepped into the combat arena.
