Chapter 1695: Then She Takes Action and Beats Him Up
Chapter 1695: Chapter 1695: Then She Takes Action and Beats Him Up
"What are you doing!" Mu Tu was never known for having a good temper, and after being repeatedly belittled by the other side, he had been suppressing his anger for a while now. When the other side shoved him, that anger surged up uncontrollably, and he pushed back with a heavy slap.
Mu Tu was tall and sturdy, and after cultivating martial arts, his strength was not to be underestimated. The other party was also assigned to guard the temple gates, so his strength wasn’t very high - just a First-level Divine Priest. Unprepared for the push, the priest staggered backward, nearly falling flat on his bottom.
Seeing Mu Tu make a move, there was an uproar behind him.
"Such audacity, daring to be disrespectful to a priest!" Hearing the astonished cries around, the young priest felt both ashamed and angry. He drew his longsword and charged at Mu Tu.
A faint, earthy yellow glow emanated from the longsword, exuding a heavy aura.
Han Yan’s expression changed slightly. Over the past few days, she had gained a rough understanding of the temple’s customs and laws. According to temple law, although priests couldn’t wantonly kill, if a civilian dared to lay hands on a priest first, even if they were killed, at most it would result in some financial compensation, and there would be no additional punishment. Therefore, this priest had no reason to show mercy.
Although Mu Tu’s strength was not weak, how could he possibly contend with a temple priest? Instinctively, he tried to dodge, but under the oppressive weight of that aura, his movements became unusually slow. He watched as the earthy yellow sword shadow emerged, slashing towards his chest, and cold sweat broke out on his dark face.
At the critical moment, a graceful figure suddenly dashed out from the carriage, attacking the priest.
Of course, it was Han Yan who made the move. Originally, she didn’t want to act hastily, but she couldn’t just watch Mu Tu die in front of her. Moreover, for her, this little chaos might not be without opportunity. So, just before making her move, she quickly leaned over and whispered a few words to Ye Yi’an.
Although she couldn’t use sword techniques, Han Yan had been cultivating martial arts for several days, and naturally, she used martial arts at this moment.
However, the young priest clearly didn’t take her martial arts seriously. Seeing Han Yan charging at him, he sneered, "Hmph, another one courting death. Even after learning some trivial martial arts, you dare to seek death in front of a priest!"
As he spoke, he twisted his sword’s edge, and the earthy yellow qi light suddenly changed direction, heading straight for Han Yan. This is precisely a difference between priest divine technique and Sword Dao. A swordsman changing technique isn’t as effortless as priest divine technique.
"Be careful!" Mu Tu instinctively exclaimed, but immediately realized his concern was unnecessary. Even Kang Zihe couldn’t beat Han Yan, and this priest in front of him was also a First-level Divine Priest, just like Kang Zihe. How could he possibly harm Han Yan?
For fear of distracting Han Yan, Mu Tu covered his mouth soon after his exclamation.
He knew Han Yan’s caliber, but others didn’t. Watching that earthy yellow sword light shift towards Han Yan, the faces of the two young priests showed a cold indifference, while the young ones at the back of the line muttered in shock, eyes showing pity.
In reality, martial arts are nothing but a physical cultivation technique for lowly people without a chance of becoming a priest. How could it rival priest divine techniques? Even if legends speak of someone cultivating martial arts to the point of contending with a High-level Priest, in a million years of Divine Continent history, how many such people have there been? Besides, who knows if those legends are true or false.
Regardless, the beautiful young girl before them was doomed. Even if she survived, she would most likely suffer severe injuries, with standing again in her lifetime being a questionable prospect.
Some young men, full of vigor, even turned away, unable to bear watching further.
But just then, in their sight, that graceful figure suddenly blurred, tracing a beautiful and unexpected arc. At the last possible moment, she brushed past the sword light, and the next instant, her pale fist struck the young priest’s face heavily.
"Waah," blood and tears sprayed out like a red fountain, and the young priest let out a muffled cry, falling backward.
The earthy yellow sword light also lost its aim, striking heavily on the ground, scattering a spray of gravel like fine rain.
All around, there was dead silence, everyone completely astounded. Martial arts actually defeated priest divine technique; how was this possible? Some rubbed their eyes, almost doubting themselves if they were seeing things or daydreaming.
Han Yan stood proudly before the temple, full of confidence. Martial arts were indeed not as simple as outsiders imagined, and the meticulous studying and pondering along the way hadn’t disappointed her. Even though she hadn’t yet integrated the Nine Heavens Star Fall and the Star Falling in Eight Desolates into martial arts, the speed, strength, and changes of her earlier move were far superior to the martial arts taught by Mu Tu.
Mu Tu, evidently, noticed this as well, staring at Han Yan in amazement, unable to snap back to reality for a long time.
"How dare you hurt a temple priest, are you attempting rebellion?" Another young priest reacted faster, drawing his sword together.
"I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you!" The injured priest also climbed up from the ground, wiping his bloody nose, while swinging his longsword, shouting fiercely.
As temple priests, to be injured by a mere commoner and to have priest divine technique defeated by martial arts; how could they hold their heads high in the future? They genuinely meant to kill at this moment.
"Stop!" Ye Yi’an trembled as he got off the carriage and sternly shouted.
Although Ye Yi’an was old, and seemed weak, as if he might pass away at any moment, in his black priest robe, he exuded a dignity and solemnity that commanded some respect, nonetheless.
The young people around felt an awe, unable to take a close look, bowing their heads.
"Junior pays respects to Priest Sir!" The two young priests were slightly shocked as well, not daring to act rashly.
The priest robe was embroidered with nine ripple-like white threads, indicating that standing before them was a Ninth Rank Divine Sword Master, not someone they could offend.
More importantly, his aura seemed even stronger than the Master Priest of Feng City Temple, who was rarely seen, leaving them all puzzled.
"I heard that Lord Divine ordered that the temples across the continent no longer adhere to old rules, allowing all citizens of Divine Continent to participate in temple assessments to become priests. Did I hear falsely?" Ye Yi’an asked with a hint of anger.
"Sir did not hear falsely, this indeed is Lord Divine’s edict, but..." the young priest replied.