Chapter 84: Chapter 84: It’s Just the Peak of Organ Refining (Part 1)

“Come on!” Wang Xuan shouted, and the two of them struck again.

This time, he didn’t just rely on strength and defense. His gaze had already captured Chen Hong’s intention to strike, and he blocked and dodged in advance, attacking with the momentum.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The ground continued to tremble. This time, Chen Hong, who got hit, didn’t land his punches or kicks on Wang Xuan, unable to harm him.

Can’t hit!

Can’t hit!

Still can’t hit!

Chen Hong was extremely annoyed, growing increasingly irritable. Not being able to hit the opponent at all was a terrible feeling, driving him mad.

He found that Wang Xuan’s speed and reaction were faster than his, and it seemed like Wang Xuan knew how he would strike every time, thus dismantling his moves.

Once is fine, but every time was like this. He had been hit by Wang Xuan’s attacks dozens of times, while he hadn’t injured Wang Xuan even once.

Taking hits repeatedly, especially several times critical points like the eyes, throat, temples, and lower regions, his condition was rapidly declining.

The sudden change in the battle situation left many disciples of the mountain gate stunned. What happened? Just now, the two of them were evenly matched, how did Wang Xuan suddenly take a vast advantage?

Watching Chen Hong attack again and again, only to return in vain, whereas Wang Xuan’s attack speed far surpassed before, each strike steadily suppressing Chen Hong’s moves.

“How is it possible?! How did Wang Xuan suddenly become so formidable?”

This scene was hard to accept for those secretly supporting Chen Hong, believing that Senior Brother Chen could win out as a disciple.

Suddenly, Chen Hong jumped out of the combat circle, waving with a black eye, ending the battle.

“I concede, continuing to fight will only lead to the same result.” He clearly knew that their strength and defense were almost the same, but he could only take a beating, and defeat was inevitable.

Losing is losing. Chen Hong had nothing to be ashamed of for losing.

If there were weapons, he might bleed from a single misstep, and whether he could last ten moves would be questionable.

Wang Xuan still quite recognized this opponent, and politely said, “Slightly better, you’re not bad either.”

Zhang Qingyu from the Celestial Master’s Mansion and Hua Nian from True Martial Mountain remained silent. Earlier, the two had discussed that victory could be achieved with speed and skill in Technique.

Seeing Wang Xuan’s performance, they were speechless.

“This guy, actually hiding his strength, that’s too much,” the two were embarrassed and annoyed.

Knowing that just now when they discussed, they belittled Wang Xuan and Chen Hong as insignificant, saying that with enough skill and speed, victory would be effortless.

Now it seems, Wang Xuan was also outstanding in both skill and speed, not at all the weakness they had claimed.

Some disciples from the mountain gate now cast doubtful glances, seeming to say: what you said was way off, were you just making it up?

The nonsense earlier left them embarrassed, now they could only cough twice, stop mentioning it, hoping it would just pass quickly.

But Zhuang Shuixing from Immortal Martial Mountain, not shying from the topic, said, “You two spoke too early, underestimating this defender Elder He’s found. Brother Hua, Brother Zhang, we need to raise our standards.”

“…” Zhang Qingyu and Hua Nian really didn’t want to say anything. The big talk earlier, we know it ourselves, why bring it out in the open?

Truly humiliating.

They knew, to surpass Wang Xuan, with their strength, they might have to exert full effort, and after a tough fight, it would still be uncertain who would win or lose.

Only, do they want to take the field? It’s quite a dilemma for both of them.

Winning seems tough; neither of them had the absolute confidence of victory. Losing? How could they bear it?

“Wang Xuan wins,” He the Sixth, who had been watching, said indifferently, then rebuked those mountain gate disciples, “You lazy rascals, don’t you want the Celestial Treasure reward? Also, today everyone must take the field, there’s no escape.”

Hua Nian, Zhang Qingyu and some of the stronger ones were tempted by the Celestial Treasure reward. Knowing its tremendous value, being the standard gear for an Earth Immortal.

Even though they were disciples of the mountain gate, acquiring a Celestial Treasure wasn’t easy. Most would be granted by elders, truly earning one would be exhausting.

And as long as they defeat Wang Xuan, they can get a Celestial Treasure, the reward is too great with such little effort, how could they not be tempted?

With such temptation, they were willing to take the field.

Yet He the Sixth’s words left most of the Bone Marrow Refining and early to mid Blood Exchange mountain gate disciples feeling headachy.

In the earlier battle, even the robust Chen Hong had lost to Wang Xuan, knowing that Chen Hong was at the Peak of Blood Exchange, showing clearly they weren’t opponents for Wang Xuan.

Someone complained, “Senior Uncle He, Wang Xuan isn’t someone we can beat, wait until we reach the Peak of Blood Exchange, and naturally, we’ll have the strength to fight, but the current realm is insufficient, how to battle? Isn’t this bullying?”

Clearly, they thought that Wang Xuan is now at the Peak of Blood Exchange, dominating them in realm, and losing was inevitable.

Elder He insisting they take the field seemed like deliberate harassment.

Regarding these complaints from the mountain gate disciples, He the Sixth ignored them, only stating: “Either take the field or roll back to Immortal Martial Mountain, don’t bargain with me, you don’t have the right.”

Puji only recited “Amitabha,” while the peers from Three Purity Palace, Celestial Master’s Mansion, and Eight Dragon Temple had awkward expressions.

Because some of their disciples also made such statements?

Realm domination? Wang Xuan was only at the Peak of Organ Refining, lower than any of your realms, yet you had the face to say this.

Shameful!

They shouted, “Don’t talk about realm domination anymore, Wang Xuan’s realm hasn’t reached Peak of Blood Exchange. If you’re cowardly and don’t challenge him, don’t think about going down the mountain in this lifetime, nor about entering the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm!”

Hearing the masters’ scolding, those disciples didn’t dare to speak softly.

But they still felt dissatisfied in their hearts, thinking Wang Xuan hasn’t reached Peak of Blood Exchange, he should be in the mid to late stage of Blood Exchange, right? Still far above us young ones in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm.

Faced with the temptation of the Celestial Treasure, Zhang Qingyu from the Celestial Master’s Mansion stepped forward: “I will challenge you.”

Clang!

He drew his sword, the Treasure Sword exceptionally sharp, with a snow-white blade without the slightest flaw, giving off a dragon’s roar with a slight swing.

In addition to their expertise in Taoist Techniques for slaying demons, the Celestial Master’s Mansion was skilled in Sword Technique, with weapons enhancing combat power severalfold, a tremendous advantage.

Even though Wang Xuan had a formidable physique, invulnerable to blades and spears, it was because the weapons weren’t sharp enough. If a Bone Refining Cultivator used a weapon made of special metal for an attack, even iron plates could be damaged. Wang Xuan naturally wouldn’t resist directly.

Weapons in the Same Realm Cultivator aren’t easily resisted by others. Otherwise, what’s the point of having weapons?

“An Upper Grade Treasure Weapon, capable of infusing inner strength and channeling spiritual energy. Although Zhang Qingyu can’t fully harness its power, its sharpness alone is enough to cut through a Blood Exchange cultivator’s weapon, let alone a flesh body,” Hua Nian from True Martial Mountain said.

He seemed quite familiar with this opponent.

Obviously, Zhang Qingyu didn’t have the absolute resolve to win. For victory, he wielded this Treasure Weapon, whose power could easily break through Wang Xuan’s physical defense.

Wang Xuan glanced at the weapon in Zhang Qingyu’s hand, saying, “The sword is quite sharp, it suits you. Do you mind if I use a weapon?”

Speaking of weapons, he still had a large blade given by Tu Yingying, a weapon of the Celestial Treasure level, far superior to the opponent’s Treasure Weapon. Using it would definitely be overwhelming.

(The next Chapter will also be posted directly.)

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