Chapter 731 - 397: Profound Mechanism Armor
Chapter 731: Chapter 397: Profound Mechanism Armor
Sikong Yijian had always said that aside from the sword, there was nothing else.
But such emotions were primarily due to a dislike for dealing with complex personal relationships and not wanting to bother with those not worth his attention.
Most of his emotions were tied to the three-foot cyan blade in his hand.
But he was not without feelings, different from the gentle apathy or Ji Yexue’s cold heart due to cultivating the "White Jade Scripture of Eternal Life".
Although he didn’t know who the young man was, with his age and martial arts, he took on the stage against the Five Freaks, and by the looks of it, in a one-on-one fight, the Five Freaks would likely not be his match.
This kind of demeanor was something he appreciated.
Therefore, thinking of what Zuo Huaifeng did earlier, his heart was filled with the sound of a sword hum.
He wanted to teach this Sect Leader of Profound Mystery Sect a lesson.
Zuo Huaifeng was momentarily speechless:
"I merely misspoke earlier, Sect Leader Sikong, is there a need for this?"
"Dare or not?"
Sikong Yijian’s words remained simple and direct.
With just five words, Zuo Huaifeng was put in an awkward position.
If he said dare, considering Sikong Yijian’s sword technique on stage earlier, he might lose his life.
If he said not dare, how could Profound Mystery Sect maintain its face as one of the nine great sects of Lingbei?
Even if Sikong Yijian, mindful of the heroes’ assembly today, didn’t go for a killing blow, losing would still result in irreparable damage to his reputation.
He hesitated greatly, looking around to find everyone’s cold stares.
He had indeed provoked everyone’s anger earlier.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and bravely went onto the stage:
"Since Sect Leader Sikong has this interest, how about I humble myself on stage?"
Sikong Yijian did not respond to him but instead looked at the young man:
"You still here? Want to fight me too?"
"Ah... Far from it, senior."
The young man was startled and quickly got off the stage.
However, once off the stage, he seemed a bit bewildered, as if unsure what to do, when suddenly a voice echoed in his mind:
"Young brother, come have a chat."
He recognized this voice; it was the one who just advised him on ’Qi Gathering and Labor Palace’ and ’Chasing Wind and Moon Without Relaxing’.
Instinctively searching through the crowd, he quickly locked eyes with Chu Qing.
Only then did he realize.
No wonder the voice sounded familiar, it was him!
After hesitating briefly, he approached Chu Qing.
"I have met... Young Master."
He slightly cupped his fists.
Chu Qing smiled:
"No need for formalities, the Five Freaks usually act together, now that one is missing, do you know where he went?"
"I killed him."
The young man replied softly.
Chu Qing nodded, this answer was not unexpected.
Then Chu Qing sighed lightly:
"Remember that day at the pavilion, you didn’t yet have such immeasurable martial skills.
"In just two or three days, you’ve transformed and can contend with the Five Freaks, truly astonishing..."
Just then, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
His eyes turned toward the martial stage.
Zuo Huaifeng was the Sect Leader of Profound Mystery Sect, and Sikong Yijian the Sect Leader of Supreme Sword Sect.
Their duel was bound to be of great interest.
But Chu Qing’s estimation was that with Sikong Yijian’s sword technique, Zuo Huaifeng certainly wouldn’t be a match.
While the young man exchanged a few words with him, the two on stage had already started fighting, Sikong Yijian still holding his sword with a casual yet arrogant demeanor.
Zuo Huaifeng, however, was struggling, revealing a thoroughly embarrassed state.
Forced by Sikong Yijian, he found himself backed into a corner with nowhere to retreat, all in the span of those few exchanges.
But as Sikong Yijian was about to strike with a fatal move to give Zuo Huaifeng a real lesson, the situation changed.
Sikong Yijian’s sword technique remained fierce, like swirling wind, floating clouds, flowing water, an all-encompassing ocean.
Impossible to dodge, with no idea how to counter.
Zuo Huaifeng was clearly in this mindset, but when the final sword fell, a large cloud of dust was stirred up on the martial stage.
When the dust settled, Zuo Huaifeng, who should have been defeated by that sword, stood there unscathed.
Except he was now wearing armor...
Or to be precise, he’d been wearing this armor all along, and now with his outer garment shredded by the sword qi, the black armor beneath was revealed.
The sword qi hadn’t left a trace on him.
He lightly moved his wrist, and a cracking sound was heard, with the armor plates covering his wrist, in a flash enveloping the whole hand.
Chu Qing’s eyebrows twitched as he watched...
In the Martial World, the appearance of armor wasn’t uncommon.
But this armor, for some reason, looked oddly familiar?
For a moment, two figures flashed through Chu Qing’s mind...
Cold Corpse Chu Huaifeng!
And that person who practiced the "Wood Corpse Technique".
Both of them had a set of armor just like Zuo Huaifeng’s.
Chu Huaifeng... Zuo Huaifeng!
Chu Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly.
The young man was also staring blankly at the stage, too distracted to pay attention to Chu Qing’s words, prompting Chu Qing to softly tell Wu Qianhuan to fetch Left Minister Zuo.
Meanwhile, on the martial stage, Sikong Yijian watched Zuo Huaifeng without any sign of surprise.
His thoughts were simple and straightforward: if one sword didn’t succeed, another would!
So he raised his sword again, charging forward.
Zuo Huaifeng sighed:
"Sect Leader Sikong keeps pressing, do you truly think Zuo fears you?"