Chapter 1065: The Balance between the Power of Martial Arts and Fame and Wealth
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At the last minute, the breeze created by the sword changed. It was instantly many times stronger. The whole battlefield was affected. There were thousands of electric lights in the wind. They were almost everywhere, weaving a net of death.
“Did he just realize a breakthrough in the fight?”
The audience were scared to death. They had never seen such drama except in books. In real life, a life-or-death fight was too desperate for people to spend extra energy on realizing a breakthrough. However, the Black Wind Swordsman had made it. And it was fantastic.
He confronted the b.l.o.o.d.y Slaughter again. They exchanged a blow and it ended up the same. The enemy was injured, but he himself was not any better. Electric arcs sparked as the sword moved, destroying the b.l.o.o.d.y Slaughter. The fist power as strong as a Fiery Dragon got the Black Wind Swordsman. He looked fine, but inside him he was being tortured. Another punch came. No matter how great his protecting Doctrine Method was, it did not prevent him from being injured.
However, the Black Wind Swordsman was not devastated. Brandis.h.i.+ng the spiritual sword in his hand, he launched another attack as if nothing had happened to him.
The b.l.o.o.d.y Slaughter felt bitter, but he could say nothing. He wanted to fight back, but his condition did not allow him to. He could do nothing but watch the blade thrown over at him, leaving fatal injuries in his crucial body parts. He looked like he was struggling when he realized his life was being taken away. There was resentment and panic on his face.
At the same time, the battlefield was closed. The two were taken back into the ring. Lying on the ground, the b.l.o.o.d.y Slaughter was already a corpse.
Things were not much better for the Black Wind Swordsman. Half-kneeling on the ground and holding his spiritual sword in hand, he was as pale as a ghost. His bones were rattling.
Holding their breaths, everyone was expecting the result. This fight would be regarded as a tie if he died too. The owner of the Extreme Doctrine Martial Arts Club was looking forward to this result, because he would win all of the bets if it was a tie. Unfortunately for him, the Black Wind Swordsman managed to get to his feet. He glanced over at the audience who had expected him to die with a cold look. The audience felt as if they had been given an electric shock.
Soon, there was applause on the grandstand. Except for the small part of people who had lost a lot, most people were amazed by the Black Wind Swordsman’s wonderful performance. They applauded for him sincerely. No one would believe it if they told people who had not seen the fight in person that a four-star strongman had defeated a nine-star strongman. But thinking it over, it was actually not so surprising, because the b.l.o.o.d.y Slaughter only worked on one qi, while the Black Wind Swordsman worked on two. The audience guessed they were Xuan Kong Qi and Xuan Ming Qi. Xuan Kong Qi was the best for swordsmen, while Xuan Ming Qi could give him the vitality he had shown.
Some people were not convinced. They curled their lips to show their scorn. The Black Wind Swordsman’s performance was not so amazing, especially for swordsmen. Without the strength of sword doctrine, he managed to defeat such a strong enemy thanks to a breakthrough achieved by taking advantage of the lore of wind.
“Looks like I have a better eye than someone.” On the grandstand, Jiang Chen shouted loudly at Ai Liang, who looked pretty embarra.s.sed.
Gnas.h.i.+ng his teeth, Ai Liang turned black. He did not look so unbridled anymore.
“He was just lucky,” Yang Jing said loudly.
“This martial arts club isn’t so interesting either. The fights here are for mediocrities,” Ai Liang said.
The owner of the Extreme Doctrine Martial Arts Club was not happy with the remark. What he had achieved was actually amazing.
Did this Ai Liang expect him to invite all of the pract.i.tioners ranked in the Human List over? That was absolutely impossible. This little money was nothing for people like Lin Shuangyue and Yang Jing, ranked in the top three of the Human List. But he certainly would not say this out loud. The audience also knew the current martial arts club was already the best.
“The banquet of the Wizard Race will be really fascinating. However, someone will only stay in his Sundry Goods Store,” Ai Liang said in a sarcastic tone.
“Not necessarily.” Jiang Chen showed a smile. He did not feel he had to say anything more.
While the two were busy with a t.i.t-for-tat quarrel, the rest of the procedure of the fight was carried on as usual. The b.l.o.o.d.y Slaughter’s dead body was carried away. The Black Wind Swordsman would not go on fighting due to his heavy injuries.
But in fact, his injuries had recovered thanks to his divine body. Jiang Chen just did not want to catch too much attention.
It was perfect for the other fighters, because two strong rivals were gone at the same time. They were much less pressured.
Ai Liang and his minions were leaving.
“Why? The young master of the Thunder G.o.d Sect has lost everything? Do you want me to lend you some?” Jiang Chen said in a mocking tone.
Ai Liang threw him an aggressive look, but then his face got extremely interesting. It was because just then Jiang Chen received what he had won from the Extreme Doctrine Martial Arts Club—1 billion plus the horrifying betting odds. Ai Liang felt extremely jealous.
Then Ai Liang left in anger.
“Master Luo, fame and wealth rely on the power of martial arts. I suggest you keep a low profile. Otherwise you’ll lose your life,” Yang Jing said coldly.
“Is that a threat?” Putting his hand on the rail of the grandstand, Jiang Chen pulled a long face.
“What if I say yes?” Yang Jing had not intended to be so straight, but the way Jiang Chen behaved made him unhappy.
“I have 12 more Doctrine Artifacts. They will belong to anyone who kills you,” Jiang Chen said.
The martial arts club went into an uproar. Everyone went crazy, including Xie Ting and Lin Shuangyue next to him.
This master is really cool, Xie Ting involuntarily thought.
“What did you say? You do know what you said, don’t you?” Yang Jing was panicked. He was extremely pale. His voice was shaking.
Jiang Chen just kept smiling coldly. He did not reply.
Everyone present there looked interested. Some of them looked toward Yang Jing. Their looks scared him.
“Master, Yang Jing is young and hot-blooded. Please don’t take his words to heart.”
“Take it back. The Academy of Sacred Martial Arts will remember your great kindness.”
Yang Jing’s secret bodyguards showed up one by one. It was interesting that none of them had the nerve to be too tough. They were half-asking for a favor.
Shrugging his shoulders, Jiang Chen beamed. “It was a joke. You don’t have to take it so seriously. I only wanted him to understand one thing.” Then Jiang Chen stopped. After getting everyone’s attention, he said, “The power of martial arts and fame and wealth can achieve a balance. You, Yang Jing, are kind of representing the power of martial arts, but it isn’t paramount in my eyes.”
“Arrogant! You are only a dealer of Doctrine Artifacts. Don’t make it sound like you can build Doctrine Artifacts!” Yang Jing started to clamor again since he thought Jiang Chen was making a concession. However, those from the academy stopped him right away. At the same time, they apologized to Jiang Chen with a look so that he would not get angry. Then Yang Jing left with them.
“Miss Xie, let’s also leave.”
Xie Ting came to herself. She was looking at Jiang Chen in a different way by then. And since he had frustrated Yang Jing, she even had developed a good feeling for him.
“Master Luo, let me recommend a place. What do you think?” Red Cloud said.
Jiang Chen and Xie Ting certainly did not have any problem with that.
Suddenly, Jiang Chen showed a subtle tension on his face, but no one noticed it. At the moment, something happened to his practicing body at Tian Hu Hostel. Ai Liang had gone to Tian Hu Hostel after leaving the Extreme Doctrine Martial Arts Club. He seemed intent on venting his anger on Jiang Chen and Yao Yuntong.
“Yao Yuntong, if you keep hiding in the hostel, you will never see your father again!” Ai Liang shouted outside the hostel, not caring whether anyone saw him at all.
In the hostel, Yao Yuntong got into a panic. She could not sit still anymore.