Chapter 138: A Peculiar Sensation, Bai Qianjun's Boast, A Slap Into The Stage

Chapter 138: A Peculiar Sensation, Bai Qianjun's Boast, A Slap Into The Stage

At the Great Sword Tournament, Li Xingchen had already defeated three cultivators in a row. His immense combat power had intimidated most cultivators who were at the scene.

"How deserving of him to be the Young Master of the White Jade Hotel. Such capabilities are not a far cry away from a Young Emperor. How impressive."

"Indeed, the Starlight Physique definitely lives up to its name."

"Astounding."

"I bet he can even defeat a few of the Honourable cultivators."

The crowd began to engage in a passionate discussion at how Li Xingchen's remarkable abilities impressed them.

Then, a white longsword was flung into the air before it penetrated into the ground right before Li Xingchen. The crowd witnessed as a handsome youngster glided through the air to the stage and landed after his sword.

His mighty aura and majestic landing quickly provoked many exclamations from the crowd.

"I recognize this person. He's one of the Ten Unparalleled Warriors, Bai Qianjun! He's one of the ancient sky-prides who has recently awakened. His combat powers are beyond remarkable."

"Exactly. Word says that he has recently joined the Dharma Sect, and his status within the sage orthodoxy exceeds that of the Young Emperor, Yuan Hong."

"Looks like this Great Sword Tournament has gotten his attention."

The Ten Unparalleled Warriors referred to the ten cultivators whose cultivation talents could rival the Young Emperors despite not acquiring an Emperor's Essence.

In fact, rumors even stated that some of the warriors did not even bother relying on the Emperor's Essence to ascend and their reputation was not worse than a Young Emperor's.

"This sword's not bad at all, and it's mine," Bai Qianjun said with determination as he glared at Li Xingchen.

Li Xingchen frowned unhappily. "No one's stopping you from trying. However, if you want it, you'll have to defeat me first."

Ban Qianjun raised three fingers up and said, "Three strikes."

"What do you mean?"

"I only need three strikes to defeat you!" Bai Qianjun said with a hint of arrogance. Then, a fierce, deadly surge of sword qi and sharp Daoist Rhymes began to flow around him, bringing immense pressure to everyone in the vicinity.

A hint of irritation flashed past Li Xingchen's eyes. "Hmph, you wish! I would definitely love to see you try defeating me in three strikes!"

He proceeded to unleash his first strike by channeling the power of starlight into his sword ray. The view was breathtaking.

The longsword blade near Bai Qianjun's feet began to spin before it released an explosive burst of sword qi that clashed directly onto the starlight sword ray, sending Li Xingchen retreating backward.

"So strong!" Li Xingchen was caught by surprise. He then attacked again but this time, one strike of his sword carried more power than the last.

However, having increased his power even further than Li Xingchen's, Bai Qianjun unprecedentedly precise sword ray shattered Li Xingchen's starlight ray and sent him to the edge of the stage.

"Your time has come!"

With a light battle roar, Bai Qianjun ascended into the air. With both hands gripping tightly onto his longsword, he unleashed a sword strike that contained enough power to split a mountain.

A mighty sword ray, mixed with a breathtaking aura, spilled out of his attack and blasted Li Xingchen off the stage!

With a clank, Li Xingchen's sword immediately shattered into pieces, and just like that, Bai Qianjun had kept his words of defeating Li Xingchen in three strikes.

"Damn it!" Although Li Xingchen did not sustain heavy injuries, he was still considered a loser as he was struck off the stage. He unwillingly dumped his broken swords aside.

"This person's combat power far surpasses the average Honourable, and his fluency in sword techniques is off the roof. Sword techniques have never been your forte anyway, it's not your fault that you lost." Li Xingchen could hear the voice of a Remnant Spirit in his mind.

"Bai Qianjun is indeed impressive. Although he's also a sky-pride of Dharma Sect just like Yuan Hong, I'm afraid Yuan Hong's ability could never come close to his."

"Indeed, that's possible."

"I heard Yuan Hong could not even defend against a single strike from Chu Kuangren."

Amidst the crowd's conversation, someone suddenly mentioned Chu Kuangren's name.

The mention of Chu Kuangren's name struck a chord within Bai Qianjun who was still on the stage. He looked around him and said aloud, "I heard Chu Kuangren has shown up here two days ago, so I'm sure you're also present here in the Great Sword Tournament."

"Since Yuan Hong has lost to you, I, as the disciple of the Dharma Sect, am obliged to redeem his honor. Please show yourself!"

Ban Qianjun had openly announced his challenge to Chu Kuangren.

After a while, no one responded to him.

Meanwhile, Chu Kuangren was still sitting in the restaurant. He had felt his Daoist core twitch as if something from afar was attempting to resonate with his.

As for Bai Qianjun's provocation, Chu Kuangren completely ignored it.

Chu Kuangren looked into the distance. "I feel that there's something resonating with me from that direction. I wonder what that is?"

Seeing that no one had responded to him, Bai Qianjun continued on loudly, "I didn't expect the so-called Elder Senior Brother of the Black Heaven Sect to be such a scaredy-cat. Chu Huangren? More like Chu Coward."

"That's too much!" Lan Yu could no longer sit still. She released a thunderous burst of Daoist Rhyme and launched herself towards the stage.

While Bai Qianjun was in the middle of his boastful laughter on stage, he suddenly felt a surge of Daoist Rhyme lock onto him. Then, a white spear that contained a terrifying Power of Light was launched towards him!

This attack was packed with a strong destructive power.

Bai Qianjun's face went pale and he immediately mustered all the energies he had to counterattack!

The moment the sword qi and the spear clashed directly against one another, it sent out terrifying shockwaves that rumbled the buildings in the vicinity.

The impact blasted the stage into countless craters, sending debris and dust into all directions. Bai Qianjun was pushed backward by several feet too.

The crowd immediately gasped in shock.

"Such power, whose attack was it?"

"Look, it's... Young Emperor Lan Yu!"

With her wings spread, Lan Yu soared in the sky, donned in a glamorous silver-white armor. A fiery rage was burning in her light-blue eyes and her beautiful face was as cold as ice.

It was the perfect personification of a Young Emperor's aura!

"It's her, Young Emperor Lan Yu! The divine predictor had once remarked that her excellence is unprecedented, and she would go on to accomplish great things that resembled the results of an ancient Emperor!"

"She definitely lives up to her reputation!"

"I heard that she's also Chu Kuangren's follower. I wonder what Chu Kuangren has done to deserve such an enviable fate."

"That's not all. Chu Kuangren is also the fiance of Princess Linglong whose not only an otherworldly beauty but she is also a Young Emperor."

"An elegant goddess and a noble beauty who are both Young Emperors. Chu Kuangren is beyond lucky to be living such a life."

Many expressed their admiration for Lan Yu's strengths and beauty, while a sizable amount of male cultivators were jealous of Chu Kuangren's fate.

Such was the same for Bai Qianjun, who was astounded by Lan Yu's magnificent beauty. However, upon realizing that she was also Chu Kuangren's companion, he could feel his hatred for Chu Kuangren brew albeit never meeting him in person.

"You insulted my Master. Looks like you're asking for trouble!" In midair, Lan Yu rushed her boundless Light Daoist Rhymes towards Bai Qinajun.

"Hmph, is hiding behind a woman all Chu Kuangren knows? If he's truly a man, then why don't he come out and face me!"

"You've been yelping for a while now, it's really annoying."

At that moment, a faint voice could be heard from within the restaurant.

Then, a thick wave of Daoist Rhyme materialized into the shape of a palm and emitted a bright burst of heavenly light as if it ferried all the might of an Ancient Godly Mountain.

Wherever the palm passed through, explosions rang through the void and set off a storm!

Bai Qianjun was shocked when he realized it was coming after him. He desperately channeled all his spiritual energies into his sword and countered the incoming attack with a strike.

Upon clashing with the palm, the sword qi was instantly disintegrated and the palm energy landed directly onto Bai Qianjun's body, sending the entire stage to jerk violently as an enormous crack appeared on its surface.

Bai Qianjun instantly fell into the gap, and just like that, he was slapped mercilessly into the stage!