Dominating Martial King
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Chu Xisheng promptly agreed, he saluted Wei Feilong of the Eastern Heaven Association as a sign of gratitude, then he leaped down from the arena, “Huang Quan and the two Hu Juniors, see you in the Jianghu!”

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Chu Xisheng still delayed for half an hour before embarking on his journey home.

Unable to resist his cravings, he had the ship owner make a temporary stop at the East Pier, went to the Heavenly Banquet to buy three big pots of donkey meat soup and forty donkey meat buns before returning to the ship to recommence their journey.

But as Chu Xisheng was sipping on the donkey meat soup, Qianqian slightly furrowed her brows and looked toward the rear of the ship.

“Hall Master, it seems we are being watched.”

Worried that Chu Xisheng wouldn’t understand, she specifically added another sentence to explain, “It’s not those local heroes and Jianghu Travellers who chased us before, it’s real experts.”

“I know.”

Chu Xisheng continued sipping his soup, his demeanor indifferent.

“If my feeling is correct, it should be someone from the Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice.”

By now, his ‘Supreme Divine Communication’ had also sensed several killing intents.

The aura of these people was exactly the same as the killing intents he had sensed when he had first entered He Province.

Chu Xisheng knew all too well what was going on just by thinking with the back of his feet.

The Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice, unable to deal with the Zuo Family, had turned his killing intent toward him instead.

On the other hand, those who had accompanied him to the Capital had not followed him anymore.

After Chu Xisheng defeated Si Huangquan and his companions, much of their enemy intent had also vanished.

Qianqian, holding her bowl, spoke with a cool expression, “Hall Master, the situation is a bit troubling right now, I suggest we abandon the ship.”

The cultivation of the people following them was at most Upper Sixth Grade.

But they were skilled in stealth and hiding.

Qianqian could sense them but couldn’t pinpoint their location.

Just by observing their concealment and tracking methods, she knew they were the Gold Medal Assassins from the Killing Tower.

Qianqian, now just a mere ‘Seventh Rank’, was no match for these assassins.

“Abandon what ship?

I’ve already paid a deposit of five hundred taels of Demon Silver.”

Chu Xisheng gave Qianqian a disdainful look, “Do you think my money is blown by the big wind?

Let them come over here, and we’ll deal with them on the river.”

Qianqian thought to herself, is this guy going crazy again?

Not wanting to see Chu Xisheng die here, she kindly reminded him, “Hall Master, your Heluo Fish might be powerful, but those employed by the Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice are not vegetarians, and among them could very well be Gold Medal Assassins from the Killing Tower.

The Heluo Fish might not be able to fully protect you.”

“So what?”

Chu Xisheng looked at his inventory, the ‘Qin Muge’s 12-year-old character card (trial version)’.

He took a satisfying bite of the donkey meat bun, his face all smiles, “No one in this world has yet seen my strongest saber, my fastest saber.”

In six days, he would be promoted to Seventh Rank.

If he didn’t use this Qin Muge’s 12-year-old character card soon, he might never have the chance to use it again.

The corners of Qianqian’s lips twitched.

She had clearly seen just now that Chu Xisheng had indeed used all his strength when he defeated Si Huangquan with those four sabers.

Of course, it was another situation entirely after he was injured.

Meanwhile, at the Beifeng Martial Arts Hall in the Capital, the Divine Swallow Saber Li Xiuzhang entered with a heavy heart and a gray face.

As soon as he entered, he saw a rugged and robust sixteen-year-old boy standing in front of him.

This person had a fierce aura between his eyebrows and a scrutinizing look in his eyes, “I heard you were defeated, and didn’t even last five moves?”

Divine Swallow Saber Li Xiuzhang forced a smile on his face, “Chu Xisheng’s saber technique is outstanding, I am not his match, I have failed as your entrusted.”

“You have not failed me, since he could defeat you three, then he is not a mix of fish and dragons, he indeed has the qualifications to be named alongside me.”

The rugged young man slightly raised an eyebrow, “The problem is you were defeated too miserably, not even lasting five moves, people will think I, Mo Qilin, am no better.

I ask you, how exactly is this man’s saber technique?

Between him and me, who is superior, who is inferior?”

Divine Swallow Saber Li Xiuzhang hesitated slightly at these words, unable to say definitively.

Two months ago, he had indeed lasted two hundred rounds in the hands of this Senior Brother Mo.

But that was because Li Xiuzhang was extremely familiar with the opponent’s sword Tao, allowing him to last two hundred moves.

Moreover, at that time, Senior Brother had only used fifty to sixty percent of his strength and had not gone all out.

Li Xiuzhang fell into contemplation.

In terms of Bloodline Talent, Chu Xisheng clearly had a better edge, however, Chu Xisheng’s saber technique was weaker by two levels, his cultivation was a whole grade lower, and his magic artifacts were far inferior.

However, Chu Xisheng also commanded the ‘White Horse is Not a Horse’, a Heavenly Dao Rhythm, and without a real fight between them, it would be very difficult to determine the victor.

Yet, Chu Xisheng’s potential seemed to be even greater in the future.

Mo Qilin could tell what was going on just by looking at his expression.

Divine Swallow Saber Li Xiuzhang’s inability to assert their superiority meant that Chu Xisheng indeed had the credentials to fight him.

Mo Qilin gave a cold laugh and strode out of the Martial Arts Hall’s main gate.

“Prepare the horse!

I want the fastest Yellow Dragon Colt.

Also, find someone to track down Chu Xisheng’s whereabouts.”

Chu Xisheng’s ship was going downstream, so it would be very fast.

Yet, Mo Qilin believed that with the Yellow Dragon Colt’s pace, he could catch up to Chu Xisheng’s ship within an hour.

This man indeed had the qualifications to be seated among the ‘Shenxiu Ten Masters’ Sabers.’

But the pecking order among the ‘Shenxiu Ten Masters’ Sabers’ still had to be sorted out.

People must not think he, Mo Qilin, was inferior to Chu Xisheng!