Li Qi, with both hands on the armrests of his wheelchair, nearly had a dical miracle as he almost stood up. It was only after the saber light was successfully blocked and dissipated that he sat back down with a look of lingering fear and touched his chest.
"This guy, showing off his strength without care, not paying attention at all, if it hadn't been blocked, the new dojo would have been cut in half!"
Li Qi complained, but his eyes revealed complete satisfaction and pleasure.
ng Boshang, who had braced himself for a full-force response, was struggling to hold on. The several people attacking Xue Jing on the stage obviously t a bad end.
Everyone touched by the spreading saber Qi was cut, either dead or disabled, left without the ability to resist.
At this point, of the group that had co seeking revenge, only one remained unhard.
Heavenly Phenonon Eight Sceneries—Zheng Jixiang.
"Is it… over?"
The audience at the scene, still in a state of shock, watched the stage.
"Terrifying, absolutely terrifying... Xue Jing of the Hidden Dragon School, has he already made a breakthrough, stepping into the realm of a grandmaster?"
"Faced with several Great Perfection experts, he still defeated them with ease, more terrifying than his display at the U19 finals!"
"Simply a villain with stats designed to never lose in a fair fight, a Great Demon King..."
"So, did he actually leap through the Dragon Gate or not?"
"Definitely leaped through. If he hasn't with this kind of strength, I'll eat three pounds of shit on the spot!"
"Wait a second, it seems like it's not over, there's still soone standing!"
On the stage, a man with an ethereal aura like drifting clouds sighed and spoke to Xue Jing, who had already turned his gaze toward him:
"Can we reconcile?"
Xue Jing's expression was calm, with golden flas burning in his silver-white pupils. He didn't speak but inverted his long saber and slowly walked toward him.
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Zheng Jixiang scratched his head, "This is really troubleso."
The man who had remained motionless from the beginning of the fight seed different from the others, harboring no animosity towards Xue Jing.
Speaking to himself, he said, "I cannot defy my master's orders. I ca here purely for the excitent and do not wish to be enemies with your Hidden Dragon School."
"Under the current circumstances, it's clear I can't beat you. This way, I have an excuse to shirk the responsibility when I go back. I should actually thank you for that."
Xue Jing remained silent, and Zheng Jixiang didn't seem to care, continuing:
"My Heavenly Phenonon Eight Sceneries School draws from the colors and sceneries of the heavens, comprising eight ultimate skills with wide applications and versatility."
"Therefore, please forgive for not accompanying you further."
As the saber Qi lashed through the air, Zheng Jixiang flung his garnts, creating the sound of billowing sleeves.
"Rainbow Sky."
In the night, a stroke of rainbow suddenly twinkled in everyone's eyes, forming a rainbow bridge stretching far into the distance.
Seeing this, Xue Jing frowned and activated Flas Connecting Colors, pulling out similar rainbow tail flas, chasing the other end of the rainbow bridge.
As he rapidly closed in, Zheng Jixiang's faint voice reached his ears:
"Eternal Night."
Xue Jing was suddenly plunged into darkness, an intense blackness shrouding everything. Even the stars in the sky beca invisible, as if the legendary eternal night had descended.
"Playing at being a god or a demon."
He snorted coldly, instinctively slashing with his saber, feeling a slight resistance as if he had cut through sothing.
Releasing and contracting his Spiritual Aura with violent force, his vision abruptly beca clear again.
Looking around, Xue Jing could not find Zheng Jixiang's figure, only a severed arm lying not far ahead on the ground, oozing out thick, crystal-clear blood.
The golden flas in his eyes slowly dissipated, the silver-white receding from his pupils. Xue Jing wearily rubbed his temples.
"I could chase... but forget it."
Although Zheng Jixiang had fled quickly, Xue Jing had a thod of ditative Visualization that would allow him to envisage and deduce the other's escape route in his mind and pursue him all the way to find him.
But now, having just used 'Reverse Scale·Sky's Wrath' to burst forth his maximum power, he had crushed his enemies rapidly but at great expense to his energy, leaving him extrely tired.
And this Zheng Jixiang..., he didn't seem to really agree with troubling the Hidden Dragon School from the start, so he wasn't much of an enemy. Not chasing might be for the best.
Glancing at the dismbered arm on the ground, Xue Jing turned and leaped away, heading back toward the Hidden Dragon Dojo.
...
"I thought I was just coming to join in the fun, but I didn't expect it to be such a huge commotion. Quite the enlightennt!"
"To have personally witnessed Demon King Xue single-handedly overwhelm nurous experts, I've got bragging material for the next month's dinner table talks!"
"Did anyone record that just now? Can you send a copy, please? I was so engrossed, I forgot to record!"
"I wonder if that expert from the Heavenly Phenonon Eight Sceneries could escape..."
"Definitely not..."
In the midst of the noisy chatter, a figure swiftly approached from afar, descending from the sky and landing on the platform.
After Xue Jing landed gracefully, his handso face was no longer indifferent and haughty; he looked around amiably and greeted everyone with a cupped fist smile:
"There was a small hiccup, and I apologize if it has caused amusent."
No sooner had he spoken than the crowd hastily replied with 'it's nothing,' all while wearing sowhat strange expressions.
To think that the trouble caused by several Great Perfection masters turning up was just a 'small hiccup'...
"Alright, let's continue then." Xue Jing said with a smile, his voice carrying across the entire venue.
"Are there still any experts willing to co up and give guidance?"
The people present exchanged glances.
This...
Looking at the platform, which was still not cleaned from the corpses and severed limbs of the experts, not to ntion the greatly cracked floor, who would dare to take the stage...
Xue Jing looked around, waited a while, and seeing no one making a move, he spoke up:
"If no one cos forward, it ans there are no objections. Therefore, starting today, my Hidden Dragon Dojo will officially open here!"
...
Xue Jing stepped down from the platform and walked towards where Li Qi was. As he approached, he heard the crisp, excited voice of a little girl.
"Master!"
A headbutt like a rocket, Zong Shichan directly collided into Xue Jing's embrace, clinging onto him without letting go, burying her head in his chest and joyfully said:
"Master, you are sooo sooo sooo... incredibly cool!"
Xue Jing patted her head: "It's alright... don't touch randomly."
He said with slight annoyance, brushing away Zong Shichan's little hand wandering on his waist.
"Heehee, I want to bask in Master's immortal energy~"
Zong Shichan kept rubbing her face against Xue Jing's chest.
Li Qi waved towards Xue Jing with a kind smile: "Good child, co here."
Xue Jing plucked Zong Shichan off him like picking up a cat and then walked over to Li Qi, respectfully saying:
"Master."
Li Qi looked at Xue Jing with a hearty laugh, a wave of delight rushing to the crown of his head, making even the sparse hairs on his diterranean gleam.
How many good deeds had he done in this life to have such a disciple?
"Here, let introduce you, these are a few old friends of mine..."
Li Qi gestured towards a few old n nearby, but suddenly noticed that they all had a smile that seed a bit too eager, giving him an unsettling feeling.
He quickly added: "You don't need to know who they are, just knowing they are your master's friends is enough."
Imdiately, an elder burst out in rage: "You la deadbeat, doing nothing but mischief, aren't you afraid of falling out of your wheelchair when you go out!"
"A wretch without the soul of martial arts!"
"Nephew Xue, I am your Uncle Zhao. Nephew, they say it's always good to have more skills. Are you interested in learning so more arts..."
"Eh, Nephew, are you seeing anyone? Even if you are, listen, I have a granddaughter..."
Several elders eagerly surrounded Xue Jing and began warmly taking care of him and trying to set him up.
Xue Jing wore a smile that was awkward yet courteous, dealing with the old n's advances as if he were a child being interrogated by relatives during New Year's.
"Scram, scram, scram, scram!!"
Li Qi executed a wheelchair drift, circling around Xue Jing, and fended off all the elders, berating them:
"A bunch of old geezers with one foot in the coffin, still thinking of stealing my disciple, keep dreaming! Watch out, or I'll dispatch you down there with my walking stick!"
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