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Chapter 63: Sword Orb
Chapter 63: Sword Orb
Clad in a purple robe and a white shirt, he became the center of attention for everyone present.
The crowd roared with cheers and encouragement.
Yet, none of this affected the two figures on the stage.
"I've always heard that the cultivators of the Great River Workshop are the best fighters, but today, I must say, I'm quite disappointed!"
Bai Qi played with a small crimson orb in his hand, a mocking smile on his face.
"Out of the first seven battles, none except that sick tiger, Zeng Wen, caught my eye. You can't be any worse than him, can you?"
The tall Qin Liangchen, nose in the air, showed utter disdain.
"Zeng Wen? He's not even worthy to be compared to me. He tried to steal my woman and ended up fleeing like a rat with his tail between his legs."
Bai Qi's eyes lit up. "So, you do have some skills, then!"
It was the look of a hunter excited by the prospect of a good chase.
Qin Liangchen disliked that look. He was used to treating beasts and wandering cultivators as prey.
A golden mace suddenly shot out from his hand.
"If you want to fight, let's fight. Enough with the chatter!"
The golden mace, heavy and powerful, smashed forward with overwhelming force, its might pressing down on the heart.
Bai Qi remained calm, tossing the crimson orb upward.
In an instant!
A sky full of sword light erupted, brimming with lethal intent.
In just one exchange, the sword light, like fine threads, crisscrossed and tightly enveloped the golden mace.
The intense cutting force erupted, instantly shattering the golden mace into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.
"Sword Orb!"
Qin Liangchen's face changed drastically!
"Interesting, it's actually our sect's Sword Orb."
From the most luxurious viewing platform, Luo Tianhong spoke in surprise.
Pang Renxiong, the Golden Core Elder who had been meditating, opened his eyes briefly.
After a single glance, he shook his head and closed his eyes again, offering no comment.
Luo Tianhong wasn't bothered. A Qi Refinement cultivator using a Sword Orb was hardly noteworthy to an elder.
He found it intriguing, however.
But after watching for a couple of rounds, he frowned.
"Unorthodox methods, not worthy of being called a sword cultivator!"
When the Sword Orb appeared, almost everyone with any knowledge turned their gaze to the Jade Peak Sword Sect's viewing platform.
Yet, not a single Jade Peak sword cultivator spoke.
Even some of the Qi Refinement disciples who had come to assist looked shocked and then angry.
The audience, unaware of the situation, shifted their attention back to the debate platform.
Under the myriad sword threads, the cultivator from the Mountain Breaker Gang struggled to hold his ground, his purple robe riddled with cuts.
"That purple robe must be an extraordinary defensive robe. The Mountain Breaker Gang has spared no expense, bringing out such a valuable item."
"But against a Sword Orb, it won't last more than a few rounds."
"This man is in grave danger!"
Qin Liangchen's predicament was clear to everyone.
No matter what magical tool he summoned, it would be shattered within a few breaths under the rain of sword light.
From the Mountain Breaker Gang's viewing platform, Murong Qinglian stood up, tense and anxious.
She bit her lip, her body trembling slightly.
"Uncle Mi, can Liangchen win?"
Uncle Mi Hua's face was grave. "The opponent is using a Sword Orb, which has unparalleled offensive power among magical tools. With the Purple River Robe I gave him, Liangchen is safe for now. But prolonged defense will eventually fail, and he must counterattack!"
Can he counterattack?
Under the crimson sword light, how many Qi Refinement cultivators could break through the encirclement?
Luo Chen's heart raced. There were actually such powerful magical tools in the world.
No, the Sword Orb was more than a magical tool.
Each Sword Orb of the Jade Peak Sword Sect, in a strict sense, could be considered a nascent magical treasure.
As long as a cultivator nurtured it daily with their spiritual sense and mana, they could refine it into a true magical treasure with true fire upon reaching the Golden Core stage.
Such a weapon, even with an extraordinary defensive robe, was impossible to defend against.
How can Big Brother Qin break this deadlock?
If I encounter such an enemy in the future, how can I defend myself?
Break the deadlock?
Qin Liangchen's hair and beard stood on end as he produced another magical tool.
Seeing this, Bai Qi burst into a mocking laugh.
"This inferior artifact is useless against my Sword Orb!"
Qin Liangchen remained unfazed, destroying the artifact's engraved spell array with his immense spiritual power the moment it was conjured.
Boom!
The artifact instantly self-destructed!
The massive energy output momentarily dispersed the sword lights filling the air.
His move was clearly inspired by Yang Ruheng's tactics from the previous match.
Opportunity!
Qin Liangchen seized the chance, charging forward.
Bai Qi sneered, as if aware of this weakness all along.
The scattered sword lights lacked concentrated energy.
But he was prepared!
His ten fingers rapidly tapped, with blood splattering from his fingertips.
The sword lights in the air suddenly condensed into a single, gigantic blood-red sword, slashing down.
Blood Refining Technique!
As he executed this move, many onlookers finally understood.
No wonder he, a Qi Refining stage cultivator, could wield the Sword Orb, typically manageable only by Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.
The Blood Refining Technique indeed made it possible.
However, this approach harmed both himself and the Sword Orb.
The originally promising artifact, capable of advancing to a Treasure, was now forever stuck as a high-grade attack artifact.
No wonder the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect members looked disdainful, even outraged.
Using such an inferior technique was an insult to their Sword Orb.
The onlookers were now enlightened.
But Qin Liangchen faced a genuine life-or-death crisis.
Confronting the descending blood-red sword, Qin Liangchen's eyes widened, and he charged forward recklessly.
This was his only chance.
He'd seize it, even if it killed him!
A hand, pale as jade, rose to grasp the sword light.
"Ah"
A pained cry escaped his lips as a Sword Orb frantically trembled within his palm.
His purple robe continuously erupted with purple light, attempting to withstand the exploding sword energy. Alas, how could it resist the artifact's might?
In under three breaths, the purple light dissipated.
The ensuing explosion was imminent.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
From his palm, Qin Liangchen's flesh began to disintegrate inch by inch.
Bai Qi, across from him, sneered, having never seen someone foolish enough to block a Sword Orb with their bare body.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.
Within three breaths, his opponent had closed in.
Boom!
Another explosion rocked the air.
Instead of a despairing, pained face, Bai Qi saw a terrifying, ferocious visage.
"Ha!"
Qin Liangchen's remaining left hand, glowing with a pure, jade-like hue, rose high.
Then, it slashed down.
Bai Qi crashed to the ground, alongside the crimson Sword Orb, entwined with numerous silk threads.
Qin Liangchen panted heavily, his face twisted in a fierce grin: "You think I'm called Duan Yu Hu for nothing!"
His left hand now wore a white glove, which had just cleaved Bai Qi's body from a distance.
Qin Liangchen's price for this victory was his right hand, severed from palm to arm.
The crowd watched as the one-armed man stood on the stage, with Bai Qi's bisected body at his feet.
The Qi Refining stage battle had ended in unprecedented brutality!
Unnoticed, Miao Zhen had descended onto the stage.
Shaking his head, he reached out, and the Sword Orb landed in his hand.
"This match, Qin Liangchen of the Po Shan Clan wins."
After announcing the result, he calmly stated, "This Sword Orb and all spoils from Qin Liangchen will be claimed by our Jade Cauldron Sword Sect."
Qin Liangchen's mind was hazy, but upon hearing someone wanted to take his spoils, he lifted his head.
"We'll replace your ruined hand with a suitable one."
"Additionally, we'll provide 10,000 Spirit Stones."
"Leave now!"
"Oh"
Hearing he could get a new hand, Qin Liangchen, still somewhat conscious, weakly acknowledged and exited the stage.
As he reached the door, Mu Rong Qinglian was already waiting.
With a sly smile, he uttered a few words.
"I'm back."
(End of Chapter)
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