The sky being torn apart could be called super shocking.
You must know, this was once the First-Rank Xuanyuan Realm. The spatial barriers were extremely strong, yet they were easily slashed open, enough to explain that after merging with the crystal, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade had already achieved comprehensive upgrades.
“Tap!”
Jun Changxiao landed gracefully. The blade struck the ground, and a wave of mysterious power from the East immediately rippled outward.
“……”
Li Qingyang and the others stood in solemn respect.
At that moment, Jun Changxiao’s back appeared incomparably imposing, incomparably domineering. They almost couldn’t help but shout with cracking voices—Sect Master, awesome!
Of course.
The most heartbroken was the System.
Not only did it successfully reverse jinx, it also got slapped in the face hard.
“Thank you.”
Jun Changxiao was extremely grateful.
“……”
The System roared, “I shouldn’t have said anything in the first place!”
“Thud!”
At this time, Jun Changxiao, who looked mighty and extraordinary, instantly collapsed on the ground like mud, continuously spewing white foam from his mouth, as if having an epileptic seizure.
That brilliant crystal was indeed a prop for upgrading the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, so after successfully merging, it greatly enhanced the weapon, and even the special effects were strengthened.
Back in the day, when Dog Sheng first used the Martial Saint’s Soul, although he dominantly defeated Qin Haoran, the consequence was complete physical collapse. When leaving the Haoqi Sect, he was carried away by disciples.
That’s right!
The upgraded modified Green Dragon Crescent Blade also inherited the glorious tradition of “instantly collapsing after showing off.”
“……”
Jun Changxiao, collapsed on the ground, said, “Long-missed feeling!”
“Sect Master, are you alright?”
“Help this seat up, send me back to my room…”
Li Qingyang and Xiao Zuiji hurriedly supported Jun Changxiao, but before leaving, he still didn’t forget to instruct, “You… you continue breaking through…”
Ye Xingchen and Xiao Zuiji went in and received two great swords. He Wudi went in and received a crystal for upgrading the modified weapon. This Tianwei Secret Realm was truly a great treasure!
“Yes!”
The disciples received the order.
After seeing the Sect Master off, Su Xiaomo rubbed his fists together. “I’m going in!”
Ye Xingchen and the others all came out safe and sound, making him no longer worried about big pitfalls inside.
Of course.
Needed to be cautious.
Su Xiaomo looked at He Wudi. “Junior brother, is there anything to pay attention to?”
“Yes.”
He Wudi said gravely, “If senior brother enters a great hall and must choose an opponent, I suggest choosing the weakest one, for example…” He paused slightly, “The short old man with a bow.”
“The short old man with a bow?”
Su Xiaomo committed it to memory, then tidied up his school uniform, waved to his fellow disciples, and gracefully stepped into the secret realm.
……
“Crack, crack, crack!”
In the foggy environment, Yagyu Jubei appeared again.
This showed that this guy should be the gatekeeper among the many Heroic Souls in the Tianwei Secret Realm. Any disciple who entered would encounter him.
Same old routine.
Yagyu Jubei first sat cross-legged on the ground, attempting to flick out his twin blades with his fingers. Discovering nothing at his waist, he said in astonishment, “Where are my blades?”
“Boom!”
As soon as the words fell, Su Xiaomo executed a beautiful side kick, directly kicking him into oblivion. “Feels so weak.”
“Ding! Congratulations to the challenger for defeating Yagyu Jubei within the specified time.”
“Ding! Because the challenger instantly killed the Heroic Soul, receiving a perfect evaluation, the next round will directly challenge an S-rank Heroic Soul.”
The scenery before his eyes changed, placing him within a great hall.
The great hall?
The place junior brother He just mentioned?
“Weng! Weng!”
When images on one wall came vividly to life, Su Xiaomo immediately understood the meaning.
“I choose…” His eyes fixed on each Heroic Soul, finally locking onto the short old man with a bow. Combining junior brother’s earlier reminder, he said without hesitation, “Him!”
“Whoosh!”
The scenery before his eyes suddenly changed.
Su Xiaomo appeared on a mountaintop. Nearby, a stone wall was carved with the three characters “Dingjun Mountain.”
“Hu, hu!”
“Hu, hu!”
An aura of slaughter that only appeared on battlefields between opposing armies permeated the air, making Su Xiaomo instantly solemn.
“Clang, clang, clang!”
The sound of blade sharpening came.
Su Xiaomo looked up and saw ahead on a boulder, an elderly man wearing battle armor was sharpening a rusty large blade. Beside him was also placed a bow and quiver.
It’s him.
The person I chose.
Compared to those heroic and extraordinary Heroic Souls in the portraits, this person was simply too old. Fighting with him seemed a bit improper.
“Young man.”
The old man stopped, flicked the blade face with his finger. “Have you heard the saying ‘the treasured blade is not yet old’?”
His voice and gaze conveyed vicissitudes, yet possessed an indescribable威慑力. This made Su Xiaomo stand in solemn respect and cup his fists. “Senior, please!”
“Clang!”
The old man sheathed the blade, laboriously picked up the bow, shouldered the quiver, and jumped down from the boulder, nearly sitting on his bottom on the ground.
“……”
Su Xiaomo felt even more ashamed inside.
He was in his prime, yet fought with an old man. Was this worthy of the iron bones integrity the Sect Master repeatedly emphasized?
If he had known earlier, he would have chosen that young man holding a long spear who seemed full of courage.
Ashamed as he was.
But he was still in a secret realm challenge after all.
“Hu!”
Su Xiaomo circulated his qi. True Spirit power permeated. “Pardon my offense!”
“Swish!”
His legs moved, speed fully unleashed.
However, just as he prepared to charge over, the armored old man drew an arrow, nocked it, and pulled the bow with extreme speed. The entire process was seamless, flowing like clouds and water.
“Oh no!”
Su Xiaomo was dumbfounded.
Just now he seemed so old and feeble, how did he suddenly become so agile?
“Young man.”
The old man said, “Treating me as old, weak, sick, and disabled is a form of contempt, and also being irresponsible to yourself.”
“Hu!”
“Hu, hu!”
As soon as the words fell, the longbow in his hand flickered with brilliant light, and the arrowhead continuously gathered energy.
Su Xiaomo hurriedly stopped in his tracks, his scalp gradually tingling.
“Not good!”
After sensing something amiss, he hurriedly turned around. True Spirit power poured into both legs, instantly dragging afterimages as he fled.
However, the old man’s eyes were like auto-aim hacks. No matter how the target serpentined, the arrowhead always locked onto his bottom. Finally seizing the opportunity, he released both fingers and shouted, “One Arrow Determines Heaven and Earth!”
“Whoosh—”
The sharp arrow shot forth, like a white rainbow piercing the sun.
Frantically fleeing, frantically serpentining, Su Xiaomo suddenly stopped, looking toward the camera in zero point zero one seconds, howling, “I’m finished…”
“Puchi!”
Outside, Li Shangtian held a dagger and fiercely stabbed it into a watermelon, then skillfully divided it into pieces, smiling. “Senior brother, eat melon.”
“Senior brother Su shouldn’t have problems going in, right?” Li Qingyang took a piece of melon, quite worried.
Xiao Zuiji ate while saying, “Should be no problem.”
“Ptui.”
He Wudi spat out watermelon seeds. “As long as you choose the old man with the bow, you can definitely win easily.”
Just as everyone was discussing, Su Xiaomo appeared with a “bang” outside the secret realm vortex.
“So fast?”
He Wudi was astonished.
“Senior brother Su.” Li Qingyang walked over holding a piece of melon, discovering the other party kept his back to him, motionless. So he said, “What’s wrong with you?”
“Ah-oh!”
Suddenly, Su Xiaomo clutched his bottom, jumping up and down the back mountain like a monkey, occasionally emitting strange cries.
“Ah-oh-oh!”
“Ah-oh-oh-oh!”
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