If it had been someone else, Liu Kunlong definitely wouldn’t have been slashed to the ground—at most he’d just have been brutally thrashed.

But unfortunately, his opponent was Ye Xingchen.

Who was this?

One of the former Ten Great Martial Emperors!

In his previous life, he hadn’t just killed people—he’d killed many people. The corpses could be piled high enough to form mountains.

Absolutely a ruthless character, absolutely someone who killed without batting an eye.

Recalling how he’d been chased so pathetically by a pack of fierce beasts earlier, and now being looked down upon by a junior, Ye Xingchen’s anger transformed into killing intent, and he raised the saber to slash down again.

“Xingchen.”

Jun Changxiao stopped him. “This is just a spar. There’s no need to strike with lethal intent.”

Ye Xingchen stopped his slashing momentum, threw the cleaver on the ground, and snorted coldly. “Sect Leader, in the future, don’t send me up against trash like this. It’s too much of a waste of time.”

Having said that, he turned and went to take a bath.

“He actually counter-slashed a Fifth-Rank Martial Disciple! Junior Brother Ye is too amazing!” The disciples exclaimed in shock.

Su Xiaomo said in surprise, “Junior Brother improved that quickly?”

If he had gone up, he could have used speed to battle Liu Kunlong, but to slash him repeatedly with a saber like Ye Xingchen had done—he definitely couldn’t do that.

Jun Changxiao propped his chin and said, “Just now, it seemed like there was a wave of air that swept over.”

Due to the distance, he had captured the King’s Dominating Aura that Ye Xingchen had just released. Though it had only flashed for an instant, he’d felt it was eerie.

The system said, “This is Soul Momentum.”

“Soul Momentum?”

“When a martial artist’s soul power is strong, it can form Soul Momentum to intimidate others’ hearts and minds.”

Jun Changxiao said, “You mean that just now, Xingchen erupted with Soul Momentum to intimidate Liu Kunlong’s heart and mind, which is why the saber fell?”

“Correct.” The system said.

Watching the gradually receding figure, Jun Changxiao thought to himself, “This disciple of mine is somewhat extraordinary.”

“More than just somewhat.” The system said.

……

Liu Kunlong originally could have exchanged some moves with Ye Xingchen, but was disrupted by the King’s Dominating Aura, ending up slashed to the ground.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t strong—the opponent was too evil.

Standing in the back, Song Cai withdrew the spiritual energy he’d been condensing, anger rising in his eyes.

If Ye Xingchen had dared to slash down just now, he definitely would have struck out regardless of everything, as Liu Kunlong was the Star Cloud Sect’s most valued inner sect disciple.

Jun Changxiao said, “Elder Song, after four sparring matches, your Star Cloud Sect has lost all four. Is there still a need to continue?”

These words were very hurtful, hurting Song Cai’s heart with waves of stabbing pain.

He said in a heavy voice, “Continue!”

If he withdrew now, it would only be a four-to-zero defeat, but if he insisted on continuing the match, it would become five-to-zero.

Because the next contestant was—Lu Qianqian.

This cold beauty who was ruthless and spoke little, as soon as she took the stage, released spiritual power like roaring seas and howling winds, directly scaring the Star Cloud Sect disciple into collapsing on the ground.

“Bang! Bang!”

Spiritual power transformed into small fists that wildly pummeled that fellow’s chest. Finally, he was beaten until blood sprayed wildly, and he gloriously passed out.

The Iron Bone Sect disciples’ mouths twitched one after another.

Turns out, our celestially beautiful eldest senior sister is even fiercer than Ye Xingchen when she fights!

Long Ziyang, Yang Yuhua, and other newly initiated disciples thought to themselves, “Eldest Senior Sister is the sect’s most vicious person. We absolutely cannot provoke her!”

“Ding! Disciple brutally thrashed Star Cloud Sect disciple 5/5.”

“Ding! Side quest completed. Host has gained 50 contribution points.”

“Ding! Sect contribution points: 230/500.”

Comfortable!

Jun Changxiao stood up, cupped his hands with a face full of smiles, and said, “Elder Song, I accept your concession!”

Song Cai’s entire face darkened.

When he came, he had thumped his chest with solemn vows and assured Qin Haoran that he would definitely dampen the Iron Bone Sect’s sharp edge. But the result… all five sparring matches were lost—a complete shutout!

If this news got out, it would definitely be humiliating!

“Elder Song.”

Jun Changxiao continued, “I see your complexion doesn’t look good. You seem unconvinced by the loss. How about this—you and I have a sparring match?”

Song Cai’s expression immediately froze.

His disciples’ crushing defeat was unbearable for him, and he was still considering whether to challenge that fellow to a spar when the other party took the initiative to speak up.

Very good, extremely good!

Song Cai cupped his hands. “Since Sect Leader Jun has said this, Song will respectfully accept rather than decline.”

Speaking thus, he walked to the center of the martial training grounds, fed Liu Kunlong a healing pill, then dragged him off.

Jun Changxiao walked over and thought to himself, “How much power does this guy have?”

“Around thirty thousand.” The system said.

“Only thirty thousand?” Jun Changxiao looked on disdainfully.

Although he currently only had Eighth-Rank Martial Disciple cultivation, his power had long since exceeded twenty thousand.

The system said, “This elder has mediocre aptitude, merely a standard First-Rank Martial Master. After the host underwent aptitude modification and muscle sculpting, you’re naturally not an ordinary person.”

“That’s true.” Jun Changxiao said.

And it wasn’t just him.

The disciples who had cultivated the Muscle Transformation Scripture, taken Sculpting Pills, and been tempered in the Sculpting Chamber all had combat power far stronger than ordinary people.

When they cultivated their spiritual roots and cultivation further, their strength would be so powerful… just thinking about it made one’s blood boil with excitement.

……

“The Sect Leader is going to fight!”

When Jun Changxiao stood in the center of the martial training grounds, the Iron Bone Sect disciples immediately began discussing, as the last time the Sect Leader had fought was still back when he thrashed Ma Yongning.

“The Star Cloud Sect elder is a Martial Master. Can the Sect Leader win?” A newly initiated disciple said quietly.

“Nonsense, of course he can win!”

The earlier disciples had one hundred percent unconditional trust in Jun Changxiao.

“Sect Leader will definitely win! Sect Leader will definitely win!” Liu Wanshi raised her small fist and shouted.

For a moment, the Iron Bone Sect disciples were stirred up and shouted in unison, cheering and encouraging their Sect Leader!

“Hmph.”

Song Cai snorted lightly. Though on the surface he maintained decorum and cupped his hands, saying, “Sect Leader Jun, shall we compete with weapons or with fists?”

“Fists, I suppose.” Jun Changxiao said.

Song Cai said, “Very well.”

As he spoke, thick spiritual power condensed between his palms—his momentum was quite impressive.

Martial Disciples on the Star Meteor Continent were also called the Spirit Condensation Stage, meaning condensing spiritual power and opening up an energy vortex in the dantian.

Martial Masters were called the Spirit Control Stage, because martial artists who reached this level were more skilled at absorbing spiritual power and utilizing spiritual energy.

Although Song Cai was mediocre in all aspects, he was ultimately a genuine Martial Master. The spiritual energy erupting from his palms clearly put Martial Disciples two streets behind.

Boy.

When the match starts, I’ll defeat you at the fastest speed in front of your disciples to salvage face for my Star Cloud Sect!

Song Cai said, “Sect Leader Jun, may we begin?”

“We may begin.” Jun Changxiao said.

“Swoosh!”

Song Cai strode forward. His right palm clenched into a fist, and spiritual energy from the vortex instantly poured into it. Visibly tangible air waves immediately manifested.

Quite hasty.

Jun Changxiao smiled faintly. His right palm lifted and swept through the void as he said, “I Slash!”

“Whoosh—”

A crescent-shaped streaming light burst forth.

Song Cai raised an eyebrow. His right fist, carrying a fierce wind, directly bombarded it and violently shattered it on the spot, his gaze revealing intense disdain.

However, when he looked toward Jun Changxiao, he saw that fellow’s left and right hands seemed to have transformed into two cleavers, continuously chopping like mincing dumpling filling.

“I Slash, I Slash, I Slash Slash Slash!”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

In an instant, dozens of streaming lights shot forth from different angles, trailing light as they burst forward.

“This…” The corner of Li Qingyang’s mouth twitched.

The Sect Leader using I Slash to this degree is really quite frightening!

Indeed—Song Cai, who had been somewhat disdainful before, seeing the densely packed streaming lights charging from all sorts of tricky angles, immediately had his facial expression become spectacular.

Dodge! Dodge! Dodge!

This was the thought in his mind, but he simply couldn’t dodge them. He could only hastily condense spiritual energy and continuously bombard the incoming streaming light projectiles.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Song Cai was still quite strong, breaking apart all the incoming streaming lights.

“I Slash, I Slash, I Slash Slash Slash!”

Sect Leader Jun stood in place, as if using cheats, twisting his buttocks while continuously swinging his hand-blades. Crescent-shaped streaming lights flew out “whoosh whoosh” without stopping.

Facing this endless bombardment, Elder Song, despite having Martial Master cultivation, could only defend passively. But there were too many. Eventually unable to keep up with the speed of breaking them, he could only tragically use various parts of his body to take the hits directly.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Five minutes later.

Jun Changxiao stood panting on the martial training grounds.

Although I Slash’s consumption wasn’t high, it couldn’t withstand being executed so wantonly, so the vortex energy in his dantian had already been consumed by seventy to eighty percent.

Song Cai stood trembling on both legs outside the martial training grounds. Finally unable to support his body, he sat down on the ground with a thud.

“Ding! Defeated Star Cloud Sect’s Seventh Elder Song Cai 1/1 [Elite Quest].”

“Ding! Side quest completed. Host has gained 100 contribution points.”

“Ding! Sect contribution points: 330/500.”

Li Qingyang and all the disciples looked at their Sect Leader with worshipful gazes, with only one thought in their hearts—awesome!