Chapter 1596: You Deserve to Be Bullied?
Chapter 1596: Chapter 1596: You Deserve to Be Bullied?
That figure came in so fast that before anyone present could even react, that streak of Sword Light was already right before their eyes, and only then did Lv Junran finally see Mu Hanyan’s face clearly.
"Mu Hanyan, it’s you!" In Lv Junran’s eyes, flames of hatred burned.
With a casual swing of his sword he knocked Ye Fengyun back, then twisted his wrist, and that Wind Dragon phantom roared as it charged toward Mu Hanyan.
Bursts of aura shot out like bladed wind, the dragon’s roar turning into a deafening boom. A flash of light flickered before their eyes, and that Wind Dragon phantom was already shattered by a single sword from Mu Hanyan, dispersing into the endless mist. Lv Junran himself was jolted back several steps before he barely managed to steady his footing.
Lv Junran clenched his teeth and raised his Longsword again.
"Stop!"
"Stop!" Zhuang Ping’an and the others arrived just at this moment, and upon seeing the scene, all shouted harshly.
Zhuang Ping’an, like Lv Junran, was also a West Qin Sword Master, but he had been famous for many years and was a scion of the Imperial Family, so his prestige was high. Though Lv Junran’s face was full of hatred, at Zhuang Ping’an’s shout he still instinctively halted.
"Senior Brother Ye, how are you?" Mu Hanyan helped Ye Fengyun up and asked with concern.
Although Lv Junran’s sword had changed targets because of her sudden appearance, that casual slash had still jolted Ye Fengyun so badly that his internal organs ruptured and he vomited blood. It was no surprise: though it seemed only one rank apart between Ninth Rank Sword Master and Great Sword Master, in truth it was a world of difference. Ye Fengyun had already been injured by his earlier strike, yet he had neither taken an Elixir nor used Energy Movement to regulate his breath; instead, filled with rage, he charged up again. It would have been strange if he had escaped without a scratch.
"It’s... it’s nothing serious." Suddenly seeing Mu Hanyan and remembering his earlier loss of composure, Ye Fengyun felt a bit embarrassed, as if a secret hidden in the depths of his heart had been exposed.
"Take the Elixir first." Mu Hanyan took out an Elixir and handed it to Ye Fengyun.
His injuries were not too severe, so there was no need to have Ye Yanran use Heavenly Rain Divine Healing Technique. For one, Heavenly Rain Divine Healing Technique severely depleted Primordial Energy, and Ye Yanran was already exhausted from the journey here; for another, Heavenly Rain Divine Healing’s effect on ordinary people’s injuries wasn’t that impressive, not much stronger than the Elixirs she carried.
Feeling awkward, Ye Fengyun hurriedly took the Elixir and swallowed it, then began Energy Movement to regulate his breath and refine the Dan Power.
"Lv Junran, what is going on here?" Seeing Ye Fengyun safe and sound, Zhuang Ping’an let out a slight breath of relief, then questioned Lv Junran.
"Brother Zhuang, didn’t you see everything already? As the saying goes, Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures belong to the capable. With his measly strength, how is he qualified to possess the Heavenly Destiny Star Plate? So I just conveniently took it to use for myself." Lv Junran said with full justification.
He did harbor some scruples toward Zhuang Ping’an, only because Zhuang Ping’an had risen to fame in his youth and had accumulated might for many years. But in the next instant he remembered that he himself was now a powerhouse of the Great Sword Master Realm. Why should he fear him? With that thought, his arrogance surged again.
"Shut up. The Continent stands on the brink of crisis, and we cultivators of all nations should be in the same boat. How can you do such a thing, bullying the weak by relying on your strength?" Seeing that he still dared to talk back, Zhuang Ping’an grew even angrier.
"Hmph, you said it yourself—bullying the weak with strength. On our Holy Court Continent, the strong have always been revered; all the more so in chaotic times. Even if I bully him, he can only blame his own lack of strength." Lv Junran said wildly.
"What a fine ’reverence for the strong.’ So you’re saying, if my strength is greater than yours, then bullying you would be something you deserved?" The more Mu Hanyan listened, the angrier she became, her face icy as she spoke.
"Mu Hanyan, don’t think that just because you beat me last time, you can stomp on my head forever and throw your weight around. I’m not afraid of you anymore!" Lv Junran sneered.
Back when he lost to Mu Hanyan, he suffered endless mockery and regarded that defeat as a lifelong humiliation. He even dreamt of revenge. Heaven had eyes and allowed his Bloodline Awakening, making his desire for vengeance burn ever fiercer. It was only because Mu Hanyan had gone to the Holy Court that he vented that pent-up resentment on Ye Fengyun instead.
"Is that so? Then shall we fight another round?" Mu Hanyan reached out and gripped her sword hilt.
She could tell that although Ye Fengyun had clashed with Lv Junran over the Heavenly Destiny Star Plate, what truly drove him to fight to the death was the insult to her in Lv Junran’s words. So she had made up her mind to avenge Ye Fengyun’s blood-debt.
"That’s exactly what I want!" Lv Junran stiffened his neck and answered without hesitation.
"Shut up! Lv Junran, do you even know what you’re saying? Hurry up and apologize to Young Master Mu!" At Lv Junran’s words, Zhuang Ping’an was startled and quickly spoke.
Although he was somewhat displeased by Lv Junran’s petty-man arrogance after seizing some small advantage, in the end they were both subjects of West Qin, and Lv Junran had once studied in the same sect as he, addressing him as Senior Brother. Naturally, he did not want to see Lv Junran destroyed at Mu Hanyan’s hands.
Sang Qinghe and the others were slightly stunned, then all looked at Lv Junran as if he were an idiot. Just who had given him the courage to actually dare make a move against Mu Hanyan? Did he really think that with his Bloodline Awakening and promotion to Great Sword Master Realm he was invincible?
Among these more than one hundred Descendants of Divine Guardian, which one of them had not undergone Bloodline Awakening? Powerful experts of the Great Sword Master Realm were not few. Yet after undergoing trial after trial in the Holy Court and witnessing Mu Hanyan’s power with their own eyes, who among them still dared to cross swords with her?
Courting death! Looking at Lv Junran’s flamboyant arrogance, the same thought rose in everyone’s heart.
"Mu Hanyan, draw your sword. Today, I’ll let you see my might!" Lv Junran whipped out his Longsword.
Zhuang Ping’an shook his head, too lazy to even keep persuading, a faint sense of amusement rising in his heart. He had seen arrogance before, but someone this arrogantly ignorant was a first.
"No need. Just make your move." Mu Hanyan cast Lv Junran a contemptuous glance, her hand still resting steadily on her sword hilt.
"Mu Hanyan, that strike just now caught me off guard, that’s the only reason you took advantage. This time, don’t even think about getting the slightest advantage!" Infuriated by the contempt and proud disdain in her eyes, Lv Junran roared madly.
At that, not only did Zhuang Ping’an find it funny, even Sang Qinghe and the others wanted to laugh. True, Mu Hanyan’s earlier strike had come too suddenly, leaving Lv Junran somewhat unprepared. But he had forgotten that Mu Hanyan and the others had come from far away, already exhausted, and had just sprinted all the way over. A hasty attack could not possibly display her full strength.
Mu Hanyan hadn’t taken the slightest advantage; the fact that Lv Junran couldn’t even grasp this meant that being beaten to death would be only what he deserved.
"You talk too much nonsense." Mu Hanyan said softly with disdain, not the least interested in trading words with Lv Junran.
"Wind Dragon, Sword Dance!" Lv Junran’s face darkened, and he cleaved out with all his strength.
The Sword Light swept through the air, condensing into a massive Gray Dragon that erupted in furious roars.
In this strike, Lv Junran poured in his full strength and all his hatred. The murderous intent and resentment contained in that Gray Dragon’s roars were enough to secretly shock even Zhuang Ping’an and the others.