Borrowed Sword Chapter 211 : I Don’t Use a Sword, Yet I Face Six Alone

Chapter 211: I Don’t Use a Sword, Yet I Face Six Alone

A Sword Cultivator, short in stature but quite handso, was currently being choked by Jiang Zhi.

Standing to the side, Chu Huaixu imdiately understood why this Sword Cultivator was the first one subdued.

‘Among these six—four n and two won—he’s the best-looking of the n.’ He muttered inwardly.

He could easily imagine it now: on this demon-slaying expedition, the most handso among the evil cultivators would undoubtedly be the first to suffer at the hands of this peerless killer from the Dao Gate.

Chu Huaixu even felt sowhat enlightened.

‘The more that old man used to hate , the more it was probably just his way of acknowledging my peerless looks.’ He’d thought this way for a long ti now.

With this mindset, every ti Jiang Zhi irritated soone, he’d let it go in one ear and out the other, automatically filtering everything into: “Handso, handso, you’re so handso!”

At this mont, Chu Yinyin was pulling Chu Huaixu’s arm. She also glanced back at the battle and frowned.

“This isn’t good—we need to move farther away!”

“There are too many powerful cultivators!”

“That one being choked by Little Martial Uncle... seems to be at the Eighth Realm too!” she said aloud.

Because of her lower cultivation, this old girl couldn’t assess soone’s strength before they made a move.

But once they acted, her sharp eyes could see it all clearly.

Chu Huaixu, however, could only think this was absolutely insane.

A dignified Eighth Realm Sword Cultivator—undoubtedly a top expert even within the Sword Sect—had been subdued by Jiang Zhi with a single move in a six-on-one fight?

‘What the hell did I just miss?!’ he regretted silently.

But honestly, even if he’d watched carefully, he wouldn’t have been able to follow the speed of these experts. He still wouldn’t know what had happened.

The only reason he could even see this scene was because that rather handso Sword Cultivator had used so neck-related secret technique to lock down one of Jiang Zhi’s hands, which had shocked the remaining five into montary inaction.

They hadn’t followed up with more attacks imdiately, giving Chu Huaixu a rare chance to witness the scene.

What was even more bizarre was that, being choked like that and lifted by the neck, anyone else would be struggling violently.

But this Sword Cultivator didn’t move an inch, as if this Dao Gate’s Little Martial Uncle was holding up a “petrified chicken”.

“His entire flow of spiritual energy has been sealed off by Little Martial Uncle,” Chu Yinyin explained, sounding like a comntator.

She was also intentionally giving Chu Huaixu a chance to broaden his horizons.

“Is that a technique?” he asked.

“Mhm. One of Little Martial Uncle’s signature techniques, called the 【Qi-Locking Seal】.”

“So long as one identifies the opponent’s weak spot in an instant and touches it, all their spiritual energy can be sealed,” Chu Yinyin replied.

Then, the old girl added with so eagerness, “I can do it too, but it’s not very suitable for , so I only learned the basics. Want to try it yourself?”

“Maybe now’s not the best ti?” Chu Huaixu reminded her to mind the situation.

“True,” Chu Yinyin replied.

But she quickly added, “Still, this technique is actually quite suitable for you body cultivators.”

Chu Huaixu nodded in deep agreent.

Just then, Jiang Zhi’s voice suddenly transmitted to his ears.

“Since you’re interested—watch closely.”

This old man was actually in the middle of fighting six people alone, and still had the leisure to eavesdrop on their chatter?

He continued to hold that Sword Cultivator with one hand while casting the 【Qi-Locking Seal】.

The remaining five imdiately seized upon this “advantage” and sward forward.

A flash of intense light followed.

Chu Huaixu saw nothing.

He could only hear Chu Yinyin’s comntary beside him.

“Eh? Was that the 【Six Heavens-Splitting Axes】?”

“No way—that woman nad Ji-sothing also broke through to the Eighth Realm?”

“...”

Chu Huaixu listened on the side, but his eyes couldn’t focus in that direction at all. This level of combat was far beyond his visual threshold.

It was like an ordinary person trying to stare directly at the sun—too overwhelming to see anything clearly.

“Tenth Elder, don’t you have so way to help see better?” he couldn’t help asking.

“Nope, nothing I can do,” Chu Yinyin replied.

In truth, there had been tis even she couldn’t make out Little Martial Uncle’s moves.

But that was okay—she could just make stuff up for Chu Huaixu.

“Boom—! Boom—!”

In the next instant, Chu Huaixu only heard two thunderous crashes.

The burly man wielding an axe was the first to be sent flying.

Next was a dark-skinned woman.

According to Chu Yinyin’s earlier comntary, this man nad Li ishan had already reached the Sixth Heaven of the Eighth Realm years ago. His current strength was unknown.

But now, just like that, he had been injured?

The battle reached a brief stalemate. These mbers of the 【Divergent Path】 halted their attacks, allowing Chu Huaixu another rare chance to observe a still mont.

“What?! He’s still choking him?!” He was utterly speechless.

Just because the man was a bit good-looking?

Or was this what the old man ant by “watch carefully” at the 【Qi-Locking Seal】?

That poor Sword Cultivator was still firmly gripped by Jiang Zhi, hanging in mid-air.

He couldn’t move at all, but his expression constantly shifted.

From fear, to humiliation, then rage... and finally, all light vanished from his eyes.

Sword Cultivators were the proudest among cultivators.

As a rogue cultivator with swordsmanship equal to the Sword Sect’s upper echelons, his pride was sky-high.

But now, he was thoroughly crushed by Jiang Zhi.

Yet before long, Chu Yinyin and Chu Huaixu both exclaid, “Not good!”

Because one person was missing in the distance.

Two were struck down, one was sealed—and only two were hovering mid-air.

Clearly, soone had taken advantage of the chaos and charged their way!

Their goal had always been to get their hands on the 【Origin Fragnt】!

In the next instant, a gray-robed figure appeared before them.

“Han—”

Before the word “hand it over” could fully escape his mouth, a white-robed figure seed to teleport in.

Chu Huaixu still couldn’t see Jiang Zhi’s movents at all.

He only saw that Little Martial Uncle Ancestor had positioned himself before them—and that gray-robed figure was already flying backward.

Of course, that Sword Cultivator being choked had also been dragged along.

This resulted in an awkward mont of eye contact between him and Chu Huaixu.

This rogue senior, seeing the junior staring at him, felt a fresh wave of unbearable sha ignite within.

He was probably regretting his decision to co here in the first place.

Right now, he couldn’t even close his eyes—couldn’t even escape by looking away!

Yet Jiang Zhi still had the leisure to glance at him.

Because Chu Huaixu was standing right there, both faces entered his field of vision.

With the two faces side by side, Jiang Zhi suddenly found this Eighth Realm Sword Cultivator not so unpleasant-looking after all.

Chu Huaixu’s face was just slightly more annoying.

“This 【Qi-Locking Seal】—did you manage to understand it?” he asked.

The black-robed youth could only look blank.

Understand what? What was there to understand?

Jiang Zhi looked a bit puzzled.

After all, he had taught Xu Ziqing before, and that kid had been able to grasp a few things instantly.

Chu Huaixu’s comprehension shouldn’t be inferior.

After all, he had brought a Mystic-rank Technique to full mastery in no ti—a level of comprehension rare in the world.

By now, the three who had been sent flying were hovering mid-air again.

Chu Huaixu glanced at them. Li ishan had blood at the corner of his mouth, and his left arm hung limply—clearly injured.

The dark-skinned woman had it even worse.

It looked like the left side of her chest had caved in…

One side was now distinctly lower than the other!

This clearly wasn’t from a direct physical blow—it must have been spiritual energy.

Jiang Zhi still held up his right hand, which was “restrained” by the neck, and turned his head slightly.

“Still want to fight?” he asked calmly.

As soon as the words left his mouth, the five on the opposing side exchanged glances.

In such a mont, this kind of silent exchange ant they were already wavering.

Li ishan, holding his axe, looked deeply unwilling.

But his frustration wasn’t from defeat.

“Senior Jiang, is this the power of a cultivator who possesses Origin Power?”

“Even after your cultivation fell to the Sixth Heaven of the Eighth Realm, you didn’t even need to draw your sword, and you could still fight the six of us single-handedly!”

“Cheng Yuyan is at the Ninth Realm, so even when I sparred with him, I didn’t really feel it that clearly.”

“But now I understand—the 【Fragnt of Xuanhuang Origin】 truly deserves its reputation as the greatest treasure of heaven and earth!”

Li ishan’s frustration stemd from the fact that he had already reached the Seventh Heaven of the Eighth Realm.

But now, it was clear he would never have strength like Jiang Zhi’s—not to ntion the Ninth Realm.

All he lacked was that single Fragnt of Xuanhuang Origin! Just that one peerless treasure!

Hearing this, Chu Huaixu couldn’t help but glance down at the object in his palm, his heart ablaze.

However, the very next mont—

The white-robed Dao Gate Little Martial Uncle looked toward Li ishan from a distance and cast a casual glance.

“Origin Power?”

“I haven’t even used it,” he said flatly.