Qin Ming stood on top of the stone vat, observing Mu Zi Xiu's fighting style
A sound of explosion, Mu Zi Xiu forcefully blocked Liang Zheng's big sword, at the same time the lightning around his body gathered together and attacked, it left Mu Zi Xiu's body, and ran towards Liang Zheng, like hundred of silver needles, bringing about the gasp from the whole arena.
Liang Zheng screamed miserably, as he backed ten steps away, his whole body was full of splitted skin, which are numb
Mu Zi Xiu took his chance to attack, continuously hitting ten plus lightning fist, only to mess up Liang Zheng's momentum.
"Good, good good," the people around the arena shouted in excitement.
Qin Ming also secretly clenched his fist in approval of Mu Zi Xiu's fighting style. Martial arts is dead, but the person who uses it is alive, same martial arts but in different people's hands will be used to different potential, just purely from Mu Zi Xiu's 'True Lightning Trial', he definitely deserves the title of a core disciple, looks like the grand elder had put in quite some effort in him.
But at this moment, Liang Zheng suddenly counter attacked, the sword hacked on Mu Zi Xiu's body, this scene cause everyone who saw it to suck in a breath of cold air, some didn’t even know what happened
Mu Zi Xiu narrowly dodged it, but the sword still tore the clothes near his chest, giving him a bloody scar on his chest, even though it was not serious, it was dripping blood. Even Mu Zi Xiu himself was stumped, he thought it would be an easy win, and prepared to finish the fight with one move, but he instead got slashed.
The bloody injury on his white chest was very eye catching.
Mu Zi Xiu extended his fingers to pick up the blood, and put it near his mouth to lick it, as his mouth turned into a very cruel smile.
"I admit defeat!" Liang Zheng kept his sword with ease, he was indeed worse than Mu Zi Xiu
"Admit defeat? I haven’t had enough fun, you only just drew blood."Mu Zi Xiu's expression changed, and actively charged towards Liang Zheng.
Liang Zheng frowned, but didn’t back down, he just took in a breath, and dashed forwards fiercely.
"Liang Zheng's gonna get it." Qin Ming mumbled.
"Hey! Brat, what are you looking at?" a cold shout came from behind.
Qin Ming turned to look, and it was a few young disciples walking up the stairs.
These few people just rushed here, after hearing about a comotion here, they rushed here, but just when they reached the top, they saw Qin Ming standing on top of the stone vat watching.
Qin Ming didn’t bother with them, as he kept admiring the fantastic duel on the arena.
"Why are you still looking?" the leading youth arrogantly shouted.
These people were all middle grade disciples, and they have all bullied Qin Ming in the past
"Am i blocking you?" Qin Ming shot a glance at them.
"Hmph, quite daring, think you are strong now that you are at Spirit Martial realm grade three?
"I’ve always been daring, even defeating you is no problem." Qin Ming laughed coldly, when he hasn’t reach Spirit Martial realm last year, he could beat these Spirit Martial realm grade one disciples with pure brute strength, beating them till they were so embarrassed to meet anyone for half a year. But now that two years had passed, these few disciples also slowly made their way to Spirit Martial realm grade three.
This sentence immediately triggered the five of them.
"Back when we were at Spirit Martial realm grade one, our martial skills are still not up to standard yet, now it is already at mastery stage, we are no longer similar to the past."
"We are no longer afraid of your freakish strength"
"We went to find you recently, but now you sent yourself to us."
Just thinking about what happened in the past caused them to be angry, so the five of them immediately dispersed, and surrounded Qin Ming, preparing to humiliate Qin Ming on the spot.
A beautiful young girl by the side sneered: "Don’t overestimate yourself, Qin Ming just finished Pang Hu in two strikes just now, and rolled down the cliff from where you came from. Just with you lot? Better to go aside and play."
"Are you kidding me?" the five of them frowned, and their imposing manner diminished.
"Kidding with you? You are not worth it." that young girl was quite beautiful, so she ignored them, as she continued watching the exciting fight on stage.
"Don’t embarrass yourself here, scram." the others shouted, they were all excited from watching the fight, why would they care about this.
The five disciple looked at each other, Qin Ming beat Pang Hu? If they remembered correctly, Pang Hu was at Spirit Martial realm grade five, could it be that renowned disciple?
Qin Ming didn’t care when he saw them retreating, as he continued watching the fight.
The fight on stage became more dangerous
Liang Zheng had continously admitted defeat, as he could not hold on much longer. But Mu Zi Xiu didn’t stop, he kept pushing Liang Zheng.
With a loud boom, the intense lightning pushed Liang Zheng away ten steps, all the way to the edge of the arena.
You dare to harm me! Mu Zi Xiu smiled coldly, as his left fist disrupted Liang Zheng, and his right his flashed in front of his face, aiming for his eyes.
"Watch out Liang Zheng."someone from below the stage shouted
Liang Zheng's pupil enlarged, he wanted to dodge but it was too late.
Pierce! Mu Zi Xiu's right palm suddenly produced lightning, the eye piercing brightness and lightning burst forth, piercing into Liang Zheng's eyes.
Liang Zheng screamed miserably, he could not see anything at all.
Mu Zi Xiu's palm rested on his face, as he threw him out, smashing onto the crowd below.
"Ah!" Liang Zheng covered both his eyes in pain, as blood seeped out from in between his fingers.
The surrounding disciples quickly came forward to help him up, and pull him away to safety, as they looked at Mu Zi Xiu angrily. Wasn’t this only a sparring? Is there a need to be so cruel..
But there was someone who cheered: "Beautifully done, Mu Zi Xiu win!"
"The last strike was too handsome, combining true and false, finishing the fight with one move."
Mu Zi Xiu stood on the stage, coldly looking at the screaming Liang Zheng, hurt me? What recklessness. He restored his smile, and accepted the cheers from the crowd, but then he saw QIn Ming standing on the stone vat afar. He was slightly surprised, but then smiled, heh, why is this brat here.
Mu Zi Xiu was one of the core disciples of Azure Cloud Sect's grand elder, naturally he would be the grand elder's trusted aids. So towards Qin Ming who was pointed out as a sinner by grand elder, so he cared about it.
"Isn’t this Young city lord Qin Ming?" Mu Zi Xiu walked towards Qin Ming with a fake smile, he had heard that his bratbroke through to Spirit Martial realm grade three.
"Hello Mister Mu, goodbye Mister Mu." Qin Ming wanted to leave here, low grade disciples aren’t allowed to appear in sparring arena, let alone the fact that he is a 'servant'
"Ai, don’t go, a core disciple is greeting you, a servant." the previously deflated five disciples blocked Qin Ming, and even purposely emphasized on the word 'servant'
"Go away!"
The five of them laughed evilly: "No!'
Peng! Qin Ming slapped the chest of the person in front with explosive strength, that disciple was still smiling when his body flew out, behind him was the steep steps, because of the strong rebound force, he rolled down hundreds of meter to the foot of the mountain, and laid there quietly.
The other four disciple's smile froze, and they stared back, they swallowed their saliva. Their brains had one question, was that brother still alive?
Alot of disciples by the sidelines smiled wryly, isn’t he just a hedgehog, pricking anyone's finger it comes in contact with.
"You must be pretty relaxed, you even have the mood to come here and watch the fight?" Mu Zi Xiu smiled at QIn Ming as he walked down the arena, the disciples between the two of them naturally opened up a path.
"I came here to deliver stuff." Qin Ming felt helpless, he could not run anymore.
"Relax, I won’t look into the fact that you came to the arena to peek at fights. I heard that you are in Spirit Martial realm grade three now, I am happy for you."
"Thanks for your concern."
"I’m curious, how did you do it, I heard that you didn’t cultivate any martial skill or use any Spiritual Herbs."
"I don’t think it concerns you?" Qin Ming was very clear on what type of person Mu Zi Xiu was, he was ready to pick a fight.
"How could you say that, a guy without quality." those four disciples couldn’t help but once again humiliate him, but they shut up after being glared by Qin Ming.
The other disciples on the sparring arena thought that things are going down, Mu Zi Xiu's sudden interest in Qin Ming means something bad.
Mu Zi Xiu smiled warmly: "Our Young master Qin Ming should have never been on stage before, come, try standing on it, and have a feel. No need to be worried, if anything happens, I will shoulder it for you, no one will reproach you."
"No need, we will talk another day, I still have to deliver stuff." Qin Ming picked up the stone vat and prepared to leave.
Mu Zi Xiu laughed and blocked him: "I advice you to go up and stand."
Qin Ming smiled while shaking his head : "Mister Mu is an official core disciple, there’s no need to bother with me delivering."
"There’s no need to be so tense, I have no evil intention, I only wanted to spar with you, and learn just how strong is Spirit Martial realm grade three. You and I are of the same age, both fifteen, but my realm is a bit higher than yours, if you don’t mind, I can give you some tips. How about it? This is a rare chance." Mu Zi Xiu faced Qin Ming with a face full of smiles.
Everyone there could sense the hidden message in that, Mu Zi Xiu wanted to use the excuse of sparring to punish Qin Ming. A Spirit Martial realm grade seven core disciples challenging a Spirit Martial realm grade three disciple with no martial skill is blatant bully, although Qin Ming has monstrous strength, but going against Spirit Martial realm grade four should be the limit, the reason why Pang Hu was beaten so easily was because he was already injured and careless.
The other disciples are waiting for Qin Ming's reply.
Some people could not take it anymore: "Mu Zi Xiu, don’t you go overboard, you are at Spirit Martial realm grade seven, while he is at Spirit Martial realm grade three, he hasn’t even cultivated any martial skills yet."
Mu Zi Xiu glared at the crowd coldly: "What are you saying, don’t instigate disharmony between me and Young city lord Qin Ming, we are only sparring normally for experience."
Experience my ass! That person scolded in his heart, but didn’t say it out.