Chapter 701: Chapter 700: Zuo Yu
“He won?”
“He really won!”
“Hahaha, we actually won? I bet one billion Upper-Grade Spirit Crystals! With a one-to-three payout, that’s three billion!”
“The Sword Venerable is invincible!”
“Sword Venerable, invincible! Invincible! Sword Venerable!”
Cheers echoed through the Celestial Vault, merging into rolling soundwaves that shot straight to the heavens.
It was as if they forcefully shattered the very clouds in the sky.
All of Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion was immersed in this fervor and clamor. Like an earthquake, experts from all over Heaven’s Edge Island heard the news and rushed over to witness this miraculous moment!
“Quick, to the Martial Arts Arena!”
“Someone fought one against a hundred and defeated the top one hundred experts in the Earth-level Martial Arts Arena, achieving a one-hundred-win streak!”
“The Martial Arts Arena has gone completely wild…”
On the streets, in the inns, at the docks…
All the experts were converging on the Martial Arts Arena.
At this moment, a massive warship was docking at the pier. A young man emerged from the vessel, an arrogant expression on his face.
The young man was quite handsome, but a touch of sinister coldness in his brows ruined his otherwise masculine aura. He narrowed his eyes, watching the people running toward the Martial Arts Arena. “A hundred wins? Heh, to think I’d run into such a grand occasion just after arriving on Heaven’s Edge Island. It seems Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion is going to lose a lot of money this time!”
“Vice President, shall we also go and take a look?” a powerful expert asked.
The young man smiled. “My younger brother is over at the Martial Arts Arena. I heard he was being bullied, so I was going to get revenge for him anyway. We can stop by the arena on the way.”
“Hehe, whoever was blind enough to offend the Vice President’s younger brother is simply courting death!” the expert said with a fawning smile.
He was very clear on just how terrifying the power wielded by the young man standing before him was!
The Vice President of the Celestial Essence Commerce Association, the Azure Sky Sea’s youngest Sixth Grade High-level Refiner, and a man who even had the chance to become an Artifact Emperor!
With a confident smile, the young man flicked his sleeves and headed for the Martial Arts Arena with several experts in tow.
…
Inside the Martial Arts Arena.
Jiang Chen stood in the center of the fighting ring, holding a bloodstained silver Holy Sword. He looked at the dumbstruck referee and said, “Referee, isn’t it time to announce the result?”
“Ah? Th-this, this, this…”
A single glance from Jiang Chen frightened the referee so much that he stumbled and fell off the ring.
He scrambled up wretchedly, looking at Jiang Chen with fear. He then glanced anxiously toward the private room where Duann Yu was, unsure of what to do.
In the private room.
Duann Yu was completely spirit-broken, slumping to the floor. “H-how is that possible? He… he actually won?”
Ma Kun was also trembling all over in fear. Looking at Jiang Chen in the ring, he felt as if he were staring at a god, and even breathing became difficult. ‘Oh god, what kind of monster did I provoke? I’m finished. Not only can I not deal with this kid now, but even Duann Yu will hate me to death. If I’d known this would happen, I would have waited for my big brother to get here before seeking revenge…’
At that moment, Duann Yu did indeed hate Ma Kun’s guts.
He wished he could just strangle Ma Kun to death.
However…
After all, Ma Jun stood behind Ma Kun, a fact that made him extremely wary. He could only vent all his anger and hatred on Jiang Chen instead.
Duann Yu’s features twisted into a ferocious, teeth-gritting snarl. ‘I still have Zuo Yu. As long as Zuo Yu makes a move, he can definitely defeat him.’
“Young Master, Master Zuo Yu has arrived!” an attendant’s voice came from outside the door.
Like a drowning man grasping at a final straw, Duann Yu rushed to the door. He threw it open to see a young man with a Long Spear on his back. This was the legend of the Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion’s Martial Arts Arenas, the super genius who held the hundred-win streak records for all three—Yellow, Profound, and Earth—arenas: Zuo Yu!
Zuo Yu frowned, looking at the utterly uncomposed Duann Yu before him. “Third Young Master,” he said gravely, “if our Master saw you like this, he would be very disappointed!”
“Brother Zuo Yu, you have to help me!” Duann Yu said hurriedly.
Zuo Yu sighed. “I already know what happened. We are not in the right here. Master has always said that we at Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion must conduct our business with fairness and integrity. That Sword Venerable never provoked you, yet you offended such a talented expert because of Ma Kun. It was extremely irrational.”
“Brother Zuo Yu, I know I was wrong, but things have already come to this! The only way to resolve this is to kill him!” Duann Yu said quickly.
Zuo Yu was silent for a moment before saying, “Fine. I will act on your behalf, this once.”
“Thank you, thank you, Brother Zuo Yu!”
Duann Yu said excitedly, watching as Zuo Yu turned and left. He felt a huge sense of relief, as if he’d just taken a calming pill, and let out a long breath. ‘With Brother Zuo Yu making a move, that kid is dead for sure.’
…
The clamorous Martial Arts Arena suddenly fell silent.
Jiang Chen seemed to sense something and looked toward the entrance of the arena.
A figure slowly appeared.
He was dressed in a green robe, with a black Long Spear on his back. His face was as handsome as jade, his brows were like Holy Swords, and his eyes shone like stars. This was a peerless, invincible super genius.
The moment he appeared, Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes. His hand, gripping the silver Holy Sword, unconsciously tightened as he stared intently at the newcomer.
“Zuo Yu?”
“That’s right, it’s really Zuo Yu!”
“I can’t believe Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion actually sent him out! The Sword Venerable is dead for sure this time!”
Zuo Yu watched Jiang Chen with a blank expression. He came to a stop dozens of meters away and slowly began to speak. “You… are very strong!”
“So are you.”
Jiang Chen’s expression was more solemn than ever.
This was the only peerless genius of the same rank whom Jiang Chen felt he couldn’t see through!
Zuo Yu spoke, “I didn’t want to intervene, but Duann Yu is my Master’s most doted-on youngest son, so I must. My hands are tied. Please forgive me.”
“I understand,” Jiang Chen nodded.
Zuo Yu gave a faint smile. “One strike. If you can withstand one spear strike from me and survive, this battle will be your victory.”
“Oh?”
Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, a sharp glint appearing in his eyes. He smiled, “Are you that confident?”
“Heh. In the vast Azure Sky Sea, among those of the same rank, only Demon Zhantian, the Young Master of the Demon Flood Dragon Race; Hai Qiuyu of the Sea Dragon Race; and Ma Jun, by relying on his numerous Sacred Artifacts, could possibly withstand one spear strike from me. Besides them, no one is a match for a single strike of my spear!” Zuo Yu’s words were calm, but his eyes, shimmering with brilliant light, held an indomitable determination and confidence.
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, his battle intent surging. “Then let me see,” he said in a low voice, “if your strength is truly as great as you claim!”
“Then be careful!”
Zuo Yu took a deep breath and opened his palm. With a low BUZZ, the Long Spear on his back flew out of its sheath.
In an instant, the pitch-black Long Spear was pulsing gently in his palm, erupting with an incomparably fierce, cold light.
“Be careful!”
With a low cry, Zuo Yu suddenly unleashed an incomparably terrifying spear strike…
[Third chapter of the day is here! Two more to go. Little Tian is working hard to get them written!]