Dominating Martial King
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384: Chapter 229: Blood Revenge Blade and Chu Xisheng (Subscribe Please)_3 384: Chapter 229: Blood Revenge Blade and Chu Xisheng (Subscribe Please)_3 His voice was not very high, yet it carried across the entire river surface, audible from all directions.

Ji Qianqian and Ye Zhiqiu were slightly startled upon hearing this and turned to look towards the shore.

Both of them wondered, “Who is this unfortunate young man who has come to challenge Chu Xisheng?”

They then realized the name ‘Mo Qilin’ sounded vaguely familiar.

That’s right!

Ranked ninth among ‘Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers’, the name was indeed Mo Qilin.

Following the sound, they looked into the distance and saw a fiery-red divine steed rushing down from the upstream.

Astride the horse was a robust and rugged-faced youth of sixteen with a large frame.

He looked down from afar at Chu Xisheng, who was aboard the twin-sailed fast boat, with a cold voice, “I wish to see for myself what qualifications you have to be mentioned in the same breath as me and be listed among Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers.

Today, we won’t need a Life and Death Contract, nor a referee to oversee the fight.

How about we have a battle right here on this river surface?

I wonder if Brother Chu has the courage to accept the challenge?”

Chu Xisheng had just returned to the deck of the twin-sailed fast boat and was about to sit down.

When he heard someone from the shore proclaiming a challenge to him, his eyebrows knitted slightly at first.

It was mainly because the timing was not right; the use of Qin Muge’s Character Card was limited to one hour.

Qin Muge’s comprehension was exceptionally brilliant, directly grasping the essence of the great Dao.

Losing even a single breath of usage was a significant loss to him.

However, when he heard that the challenger was Mo Qilin, ranked ninth among ‘Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers’, he felt a bit interested.

——This was like Martial Arts Points being delivered to his doorstep!

Chu Xisheng rested his hand on his waist saber and looked in the direction of the embankment, his eyes revealing a glint of interest, “So it’s Mo Qilin, Mo Shaohua!

What a coincidence.

I, Chu, was just wondering what qualifications you, Mo Qilin, have to be ranked above me, Chu Xisheng?

You may attack at will, I shall receive it thereafter.”

Actually, Chu Xisheng intended to set up the fight at a nearby location with a Jianghu elder as a witness.

The time was to be set seven days later —

Chu Xisheng had no interest in losing to others, nor did he plan to become a stepping stone for someone else.

The timing of this duel had to be when he broke through to the Seventh Rank, and his strength underwent a complete transformation.

However, since the other party had asked “if he had the courage to face the challenge,” Chu Xisheng had absolutely no reason not to respond.

Consider that guy unlucky!

A hint of blue-green flashed across Mo Qilin’s face: “Good!”

The boy was indeed just as the rumors described, contemptuous of everything, and extremely arrogant!

He leaped directly from the horseback, then stepping on the water, he dashed towards Chu Xisheng’s boat.

Mo Qilin’s movement technique was incredibly fast.

The speed at which he ran at full strength could even briefly surpass his mount, the Yellow Dragon Colt.

In a blink of an eye, he crossed miles of the river surface and arrived beneath the twin-sailed fast boat.

Immense waves burst forth beneath Mo Qilin’s feet, and his figure suddenly soared into the air.

“Brother Chu, be careful!”

Mo Qilin’s voice boomed like thunder, and his sword skill was like lightning.

It was like the first flash of lightning cutting through the clouds at the onset of spring.

The awakening of the spring thunder signals the rebirth of all living things, termed as Jingzhe!

His sword skill was precisely the Jingzhe Blade!

At this moment, however, Ye Zhiqiu was intently watching Chu Xisheng.

She noticed the distinctive Vengeful Blade Intent gathering around Chu Xisheng.

——It was indeed Vengeful Blade Intent!

This slightly distracted Ye Zhiqiu.

She wondered whether the Jade Bottle containing Chu Xisheng’s blood, along with the ‘Practical Annotation of White Horse Not Horse’ that Ye Jingyuan had Chu Xisheng personally write, had already been delivered to the main mount of the Formless Divine Sect.

Did they figure out everything at the main mount?

Was Chu Xisheng really the person ‘Blood Vengeance Divine Blade’ had responded to?

In that instant, Ye Zhiqiu heard the ‘clang’ of a piercing metallic ring.

When she focused once more, she saw Mo Qilin’s figure being blasted off the deck.

He fell like a meteor from the twin-sailed fast boat and then half of his body plunged into the water.

It was only after skidding some thirty-odd yards on the water surface that he finally stabilized himself and stood firm on the river once again.

Not only was there a trace of blood at the corner of Mo Qilin’s mouth, but his right forearm had also split open with a gash.

Chu Xisheng stood on the deck, his waist saber seemingly undrawn.

He appeared calm and collected as he gave a fist salute towards Mo Qilin, “Brother Mo yields!”

Ye Zhiqiu witnessed this scene entirely unsurprised.

Although she hadn’t been paying close attention to their fight, she had a clear understanding of their exchange.

This time, Chu Xisheng had chosen to overpower with force.

He initially used Vengeful Blade to reflect most of Mo Qilin’s power and Sword Intent back onto himself, forcefully pushing him back.

Then, with a speed barely visible to the naked eye, he struck Mo Qilin’s wrist at the moment when his new strength was yet to rise.

This unfortunate child was out of luck.

With his Martial Arts Cultivation and Bloodline Talent, and half a rank higher Primordial Skill, he could have contended with the current Chu Xisheng for about ten moves.

The problem was that the effects of ‘God’s Sorrow’ that had been stimulated within Chu Xisheng had not yet subsided.

Mo Qilin was now facing Chu Xisheng with three times his strength.

How could he not be quickly defeated?

Mo Qilin fell silent, his lips leaking more blood.

This was not due to his wound, but because of the rage boiling inside him, causing a surge of Qi-Blood in his chest.

When Mo Qilin had left the capital, he had never thought that he would lose, and so miserably at that!

In front of Chu Xisheng’s saber, he couldn’t even withstand two strikes!

No!

To be precise, he was defeated by the first strike.

The once-respected ninth seat of ‘Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers’ couldn’t even stand as an adversary for a single round against the tenth seat!

And to think that he had the audacity to repeatedly tell his junior that Chu Xisheng had no right to be compared with him, Mo Qilin——

Meanwhile, on the banks of the Canglang River, at least a thousand people had witnessed this scene.