Chapter 752: Chapter 751 [Qing Chengyue is Here Too!]
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At the foot of Songshan Sect, there were already many disciples from other sects. At this mont, an old hunchbacked loose cultivator insisted on participating in the grand conference of the Ancient Martial World. He was stopped by a disciple of Songshan Sect. He argued his case but was t with disdain, which greatly upset the old hunchback. Faced with an attacking palm from a Songshan Sect disciple, the old hunchback beca furious as well. Imdiately, his figure darted forward to et the attack head-on.
Dongfang ng and Ye Tianchen both stood aside, watching the intense battle between the old hunchback and the Songshan Sect disciple. The cultivation strength of the old hunchback was not very high; according to Ye Tianchen’s judgent, he should be at the early-stage Martial King level. Surprisingly, the cultivation strength of this Songshan Sect disciple was also at the early-stage Martial King level, which was unexpected.
However, on further thought, it made sense. This ti, Bei Lengshi of Songshan Sect, ambitiously seeking to control the entire Ancient Martial World, must have had an unspeakable conspiracy. Therefore, he had deployed tens of disciples to guard the foot of Songshan Sect, denying entry to those not invited. These disciples could be said to represent the face of Songshan Sect, a warning to the martial artists attending the grand conference. If their cultivation was too low, it would bring disgrace to Songshan Sect.
Bang!
The old hunchback and the Songshan Sect disciple exchanged a palm strike, both of them retreating several steps afterward. Seeing that the old hunchback was no match for himself, the Songshan Sect disciple confidently laughed and said, “Old man, I advise you to leave quickly, lest you end up utterly destroyed.”
“Your Songshan Sect hides behind others and abuses power. I, the old hunchback, have never bowed before anyone,” the old hunchback said as he took the initiative to attack, his middle and index fingers joined together, constantly thrusting out finger strikes like sharp swords, targeting the Songshan Sect disciple.
Nobody expected the old hunchback’s cultivation to be so profound, especially now as he continuously thrusted out dozens of powerful finger strikes, each like a sharp sword toward the Songshan Sect disciple, causing many onlookers to instinctively retreat, fearing being inadvertently injured, which would be a bad deal.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The Songshan Sect disciple, also startled, quickly cald himself and drew a sharp sword, continuously swinging it to counteract the finger strikes from the old hunchback. A smug smile appeared on his lips, thinking he had just made his sect proud and might receive the Sect Leader’s recognition.
Little did he know, before he could revel in his premature happiness, the old hunchback’s cloak had already flown off his back. It expanded instantly and rushed down with the speed of lightning towards the Songshan Sect disciple, an unexpected move. Despite the disciple’s efforts to block with his sword, producing powerful Sword Qi, he couldn’t stop the cloak’s suppression.
Bang!
A muffled sound resulted as a large cloak landed on the ground, with the Songshan Sect disciple pinned underneath, his fate unknown. The old hunchback coldly watched and said, “We loose cultivators are not to be ignored, and the Ancient Martial World is not solely ruled by Bei Lengshi.”
“Good!”
“That’s great, the old man is right.”
“We, the loose cultivators, although unaffiliated, have also produced world-surpassing strong warriors. Bei Lengshi is rely disgracing himself!”
Several surrounding loose cultivators rejoiced greatly, while Ye Tianchen and Dongfang ng exchanged glances, the old hunchback’s victory falling within their expectations. Although the cultivation realm of both the old hunchback and the Songshan Sect disciple was at the early-stage Martial King, a person’s combat effectiveness cannot be solely asured by their cultivation realm. Ye Tianchen was a pri example; without ntioning him, in this world of martial arts, the outco of a battle isn’t determined solely by one’s cultivation.
Ti, location, and people, even with equal cultivation and combat strength, can vary based on individual performance, terrain conditions, and particularly, the amount of combat experience. For example, two disciples from the sa master, possessing equal fighting strength—yet one who has survived countless battles to the death would undoubtedly erge victorious.
Such was the case for the old hunchback and the Songshan Sect disciple; their cultivation realms were the sa, and their combat strength was comparable. However, the cloak on the old hunchback’s back was a powerful treasure, unstoppable by the Songshan Sect disciple, leading to his suppression.
“You must be tired of living, siding against our Songshan Sect!” said Hamr, who had stood silently aside until now, stepping forward to confront Old Calback.
“It’s not that I want to oppose the Songshan Sect, it’s just that the rules set by your sect show utter disregard for loose cultivators like us, so I had to take action,” Old Calback replied, looking at Hamr.
“Is that so? Well, let tell you that the rules established by our Songshan Sect are the rules of the entire Ancient Martial World. Starting now, anyone who disobeys our rules has only one path… death!” Hamr said coldly.
“Such arrogance, such extre arrogance, too presumptuous…”
“Although Earth is no longer suitable for cultivation, there are still many Ancient Martial Sects inherited through the ages. The Songshan Sect is just one among many, yet to make such a statent shows how imnse Bei Lengshi’s ambition is.”
“Even after inheriting the cultivation from a prosperous age, there are still countless mysterious things left behind. The Songshan Sect wants to monopolize and seek dominance!”
“We must not let the Songshan Sect succeed; otherwise, it will be a disaster for all cultivators in the Ancient Martial World.”
The cultivators around them, upon hearing Hamr’s words, beca angry. Although they were bold enough to speak out, none dared to act. Over the years, the Songshan Sect’s power had grown exceptionally strong. Particularly since Bei Lengshi had publicly announced that his cultivation strength had broken through to the Martial Saint realm—how formidable is that? In the entire Ancient Martial World today, there are very few who have reached the Martial Saint realm; known ones are barely three or four. None present could match Bei Lengshi, not even Ye Tianchen. With his mid-stage Martial Venerate cultivation, he would be like an ant in front of such a powerful Martial Saint, incapable of withstanding a single blow.
“So the Songshan Sect intends to make enemies of cultivators worldwide and dominate the Ancient Martial World?” Old Calback frowned and said.
“Exactly, old man! Ti to et your fate!”
Hamr roared, grabbing the large round hat with his left hand. His whole body surged with strange power, astonishingly sending Old Calback’s treasured hat flying in an instant, stunning everyone present. This was a treasure with imnse suppressive power, yet Hamr could dislodge it with sheer brute strength, unbelievably.
Old Calback frowned and quickly regrouped, as Hamr had already charged at him and smashed a fist toward his head. Startled, Old Calback also struck back with a palm. At this mont, retreating would an defeat, and he could not afford to lose montum.
Bang!
Old Calback was sent flying, while Hamr’s mouth curved into a cold smile. His cultivation was in the late stage Martial King, superior to Old Calback’s, and especially with his Divine Power, even without suitable Martial Arts True Power, he could still fight and easily defeat Old Calback.
“Hmph, you don’t know how to live. With just that level of cultivation, you dare to cause trouble. Just die!”
As Hamr spoke, he charged toward Old Calback again, the iron hamr in his right hand crashing down. Old Calback could only summon his hat for defense. With this strike, Old Calback was driven deep into the ground, his expression in extre pain, blood streaming from the corner of his mouth, shocking everyone present. Hamr, though ranked last among the three great disciples of Songshan Sect, possessed such battle strength. It seed that Bei Lengshi’s ambition to dominate the Ancient Martial World was not without reason. The strength of the Songshan Sect had grown trendously, surpassing many other long-standing Ancient Martial Sects.
Seeing Old Calback at a disadvantage, everyone around, including the loose cultivators, was greatly alard yet dared not intervene. Songshan Sect had been growing in strength over the years, and Hamr was just one of its three great disciples. Considering his prowess and thinking of Bei Lengshi, who had attained the Martial Saint realm, everyone was hesitant to oppose the Songshan Sect.
Ye Tianchen frowned, about to intervene, but was stopped by Dongfang ng who communicated via Divine Thought, “Do not act rashly. If we strike here, we will not be able to enter the Songshan Sect and save Brother Tian.”
“No, I can’t just watch Old Calback die. Songshan Sect wants to use violent asures to intimidate all martial artists…”
Just as Ye Tianchen was preparing to intervene, suddenly a palm strike flew in, sending Hamr flying. It was just a casual palm, and Hamr, with his Divine Power, was flung away, causing everyone to involuntarily turn and look toward the source. A woman of heavenly beauty slowly approached, her allure breathtaking, making everyone hold their breath, unwilling to tarnish her beauty.
When Ye Tianchen saw this woman, he instinctively bowed slightly, thinking, “Qing Chengyue has indeed arrived. If she finds out I’m here, it would be terrible. Would she chase down to reclaim her pink bellyband?”
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