newbobooks Chapter 50 The Clown Was Actually Me
Chapter 50 The Clown Was Actually Me
Chapter 50 The Clown Was Actually Me
In that instant, Su Yu in front of him exploded, turning into a cloud of black mist that obscured Ji Juechen's vision.
"Screw you, you're outta here!"
Just as Su Yu took a step, a sharp sword intent locked onto him from behind, sending a chill down his spine and causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
A large "danger" character appeared on Su Yu's forehead, a cold glint appeared, and the sword light shattered the black mist.
boom!
A sound like a mirror shattering rang out, and Su Yu, struck by the sword light, disappeared once more.
"You're worth my time!"
Ji Juechen's cold voice appeared behind Su Yu. This sword strike was devoid of any fancy moves or soul skills; it was simply pure sword intent.
Once the sword is drawn, there's no turning back!
The sword light was like a rainbow, heading straight for Su Yu's true form. No matter how Su Yu tried to confuse Ji Juechen, his sword intent was always firmly locked onto his true form, leading to the subsequent situation of one chasing and the other fleeing.
However, thankfully, Ji Juechen kept his word and only used strength at the same level as Su Yu. But even with his soul power suppressed, Ji Juechen's strength was still far beyond what anyone of the same level could match.
Swords clashed again, and the two remained locked in a stalemate for about half a second. In the next instant, Su Yu's longsword shattered once more, and countless fragments transformed into sharp hidden weapons that attacked Ji Juechen's body.
"Trying to hide? No way!"
Su Yu gestured with his right hand, and a long sword materialized once more. "My sword will shatter, but yours won't."
"Sky Rift!"
Black mist appeared, and the two Su Yus gripped their longswords and slashed at Ji Juechen, who was being attacked by the fragments.
This time, let's see how you hide!
Ji Juechen planted his longsword on the ground, the blade trembled, and then a huge force exploded outwards. The ground instantly collapsed and cracked, stretching for seven or eight meters. The terrifying shockwave directly shattered the fragments, and even Su Yu, who had attacked at the same time, was shaken and his blood and qi churned.
"So this is your true strength? Not bad. Now I'm going to raise your strength to the third-ring Soul Master level and let me see where your limits are."
Ji Juechen's long hair flew wildly, and a long-lost fervor reappeared in his eyes. It was as if his blood was boiling and his fighting spirit was burning!
He took a sudden step forward, appearing several meters away. This was a level of strength far beyond what a three-ring Soul Master could possess, and even Su Yu felt an immense sense of pressure.
Meeting Ji Juechen's gaze, Su Yu showed no fear. He turned around, raised his longsword, and together with his newly formed clone, slashed at Ji Juechen.
The three longswords clashed with a crisp sound, followed by a deafening explosion at the point of contact, as if space itself were collapsing.
A glint flashed in Ji Juechen's eyes. He flipped his wrist and shattered Su Yu's clone with a single sword strike. Then, with a tremor of the sword, he knocked the real Su Yu down from the sky.
Just as Ji Juechen was about to strike again to defeat Su Yu, Su Yu's true form disappeared once more.
fake?
Ji Juechen frowned. Under the lock of his sword intent, he could not possibly miss. The only possibility was that Su Yu dodged in another way the moment his sword fell.
A flash of white light appeared, and Su Yu appeared behind Ji Juechen. The extraterrestrial meteorite iron sword was held horizontally in front of his chest, and a cold light slashed out, aiming straight for Su Yu's throat.
Su Yu interlaced his fingers, and countless fragments swept towards Ji Juechen's extraterrestrial meteorite iron sword.
hum!
A crisp sword cry rang out, and in an instant, sword lights crisscrossed, refracting through countless fragments, shining like a sky full of stars in the night.
But two rings are still two rings. Ji Juechen took a step forward and slammed his foot heavily on the ground. The speed was so fast that Su Yu couldn't react at all.
Then came the sharp sound of wind being cut, and a sword hilt slammed into Su Yu's back. With a thought, countless fragments gathered behind him, and Su Yu clasped his hands together, the fragments quickly solidifying into a mirror.
boom!
The mirror shattered with a crash, and Su Yu was blasted away by the powerful sword energy. He flew several meters before finally landing. Looking at Ji Juechen, whose fighting spirit was growing increasingly fervent, Su Yu stood up with some difficulty, hands on his hips.
A dazzling sword light flew towards Su Yu, instantly creating a violent wind pressure. However, Su Yu, holding his longsword, flashed and appeared in another location.
More than a dozen sword lights slashed down in succession, but Su Yu dodged them one after another, advancing instead of retreating, and the distance between the two continued to close.
As they drew closer, the fragments suspended in the air gathered in front of Su Yu like a vortex.
A flash of cold light appeared, and Su Yu's hair stood on end. That glint of cold light made him feel danger, a danger that was between life and death!
No, Ji Juechen definitely didn't just use the strength of a third-ring cultivator; it's very likely he used the strength of a fourth-ring cultivator!
A cold glint kept growing larger in Su Yu's eyes, but the sword tip was greatly slowed down by the vortex-like storm of fragments. However, every inch the sword tip advanced would unleash a powerful shockwave and a roar.
Feeling the powerful sword intent that seemed capable of shattering everything, Su Yu felt only despair. If Ji Juechen was really only at the third ring, it would be impossible for him to unleash such a powerful attack.
The sharp sword intent pierced through the obstacles of Su Yu's fragment storm, like a raging wave breaking through a reef. Its indomitable momentum reached its peak at this moment!
The next instant, Su Yu suddenly raised his head. He forced himself to meet Ji Juechen's gaze and forced himself to bear the sword intent that could shatter everything!
Finally, after only a few seconds, the fragment storm broke, and Ji Juechen's sword tip slowly appeared between Su Yu's eyebrows.
Just as Su Yu thought he was about to be pierced by a sword, Ji Juechen's sword came to a steady stop between Su Yu's eyebrows.
Holding the sword in one hand, Ji Juechen slowly sheathed it, the movement seemingly incredibly difficult, as if each movement carried the weight of a thousand pounds. After sheathing the sword, Ji Juechen looked at Su Yu, who was ten years younger than him, and slowly sighed.
The next instant, the ground within a 30-meter radius of Su Yu shattered, revealing large areas of cracks and collapses!
"I lost..."
"I lost..."
The two spoke at the same time, then stared at each other blankly with wide eyes.
One was big, the other small; one was tall, the other short; they just stared at each other, wide-eyed.
This eerie atmosphere lasted for several minutes before Su Yu finally couldn't help but speak, "Thank you for your mercy, Brother Ji Juechen. Otherwise, I would have died from this sword strike. I lost."
"No, you won. With that last sword strike, I used the power of a fifth-ring expert. I didn't keep my promise, so I lost."
Ji Juechen has never been one to mince words. Whoever can defeat him is someone he admires, especially in close combat.
Su Yu did not expect Ji Juechen to stop, and even more unexpectedly, Ji Juechen's final sword strike actually used the strength of a fifth-ring master.
In fact, there was no need for the fifth ring at all. Even with Ji Juechen, who was at the fourth ring, Su Yu could only barely hold on. But the final sword strike was enough to kill even a Soul King at the fifth ring. Ji Juechen's sword was too strong and too ruthless!
Unfortunately, he lacked the protagonist's halo and could only become a supporting character to the protagonist. Ji Juechen was more like the successor of Sword Douluo, a man who brought swordsmanship to its ultimate level.
It's a pity there's no god of swords, otherwise Jian Chenxin and Ji Juechen would be the perfect candidates.
It's a pity, though, since Douluo Continent is a low-level martial arts world, the way of swordsmanship has indeed declined to a certain level...
Looking at the somewhat dejected Ji Juechen, Su Yu said, "Fine, a twenty-something-year-old Soul King with five rings coming to spar with a thirteen-year-old kid like me? I want to know which bastard came up with this terrible idea!"
Su Yu knew he had been betrayed. Given Ji Juechen's obsession with swordsmanship, he would definitely challenge anyone with superior swordsmanship as soon as he heard about it. Su Yu's reported martial soul was indeed a sword, but Ji Juechen would never go back to challenge Su Yu, a second-ring Great Soul Master.
Someone must be up to something!
"I remember a guy named Wang Shaojie came to me and said that there was a guy named Su Yu in his class who was highly skilled in swordsmanship at the same level, and that I could suppress my strength to spar with him."
Ji Juechen recalled the events carefully. Upon hearing Ji Juechen's words, Su Yu's only thought was to go back and beat that bastard Wang Shaojie to death.
Damn it, if I didn't have some skills, I would have been screwed over by you. You've gone too far, even if you were just kidding!
Su Yu roared inwardly, while Ji Juechen felt somewhat ashamed. He had been suppressed by Su Yu at the second ring, and continued to be defeated at the third ring, until he finally managed to turn the tide at the fourth ring.
He is a true five-ring Soul King. If Su Yu's strength reaches the fourth ring, he will probably be an excellent opponent!
No, we can't let this kid get away like this. We have to have a real fight with him!
If I fight again, I'm sure I can break through; I'm sure I can reach a higher level in swordsmanship!
A surge of fervent fighting spirit and anticipation burned within Ji Juechen's heart. For some reason, his gaze toward Su Yu grew increasingly excited.
Sensing something was wrong, Su Yu trembled with fright. Looking at Ji Juechen's fanatical eyes, he scrambled away as fast as he could.
Damn it, stop looking at me like that!
You're a young man in your twenties, staring at a thirteen-year-old like that? I seriously suspect you have some kind of perverted hobby. Holy crap, don't come any closer!
Upon seeing Su Yu slip away, Ji Juechen quickly chased after him. How could he let such a rare opponent get away so easily?
"Damn it, bro, please don't come any closer! Why don't you go back and cultivate? Stop chasing me, I'm begging you!"
Su Yu ran while wailing, after all, he was truly terrified half to death by Ji Juechen's fanatical gaze.
Unfortunately, Su Yu hadn't run far when Ji Juechen swept him up in one hand. With Ji Juechen at full speed, Su Yu was like a helpless kitten, held in his hand with a look of utter despair...
"Big brother, let's talk this out. Can you please put me down first...?"
Su Yu helplessly flapped his legs, looking at himself with his feet off the ground, and couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.
"Okay, but you have to promise me that you'll fight me again when we reach the Fourth Ring Road."
Ji Juechen spoke without hesitation. This was no negotiation; it was coercion, a humiliating surrender!
Unfortunately, I'm too weak, so I can only be bullied like this. Now I'm probably going to get thrashed again...
Su Yu nodded sadly, agreeing with tears welling up in his eyes.
Why are my eyes filled with tears? Because I really can't beat him...
Looking at the soul tool in his hand, Su Yu was caught in a bittersweet situation; it was the token that Ji Juechen had left him.
Uh……
Does this mean Ji Juechen has added me as a friend?
…………
Filled with confusion and anger, Su Yu returned to the lab, but the strangest thing was that his breakfast, which he had left on the table, was gone!
Holy crap, thieves can break into labs these days?
However, a Soul Master's five senses far surpass those of ordinary people. Smelling the aromas, Su Yu recognized familiar smells of soup, dumplings, fried fish, and soup dumplings.
"Have any of you seen my breakfast?"
Looking at the four people sitting upright in front of him, Su Yu instinctively felt suspicious.
At this moment, the petite Keke turned her head and looked at Su Yu in confusion, "No, how could I possibly know about your breakfast?"
As she spoke, she casually wiped the remaining oil stains from the corner of her mouth. There was also a small piece of fish meat on her clothes...
"Who the hell stole your breakfast? That's outrageous!"
Zi Mu, standing to the side, slammed his fist on the table indignantly, looking on the side of Su Yu.
Su Yu couldn't help but cover his face, staring at the dumpling wrappers left on Zi Mu's collar and his hands covered in grease, Su Yu fell into deep reflection...
"Luoyu, hurry up and go find it. We can't go to class hungry. Let's make another one while we still have time."
At this moment, Wang Shaojie, who had been showing concern, spoke up. His sincere expression made Su Yu want to beat the bastard to death.
If it weren't for this guy tricking me, I would never have faced that madman Ji Juechen. Damn it, I almost got killed right there. And what the hell? He even stole my soup dumplings!
Under Wang Shaojie's table, there was still the paper package of the soup dumplings, though it had been reduced to dust. A few fragments were still at his feet, and traces of soup juice could still be seen on his chin...
At this moment, Orange stretched and said sleepily, "Never mind, you should make another one while you still have time. Teacher Xuan will be teaching a new lesson later."
Although Su Yu couldn't see what was on the table where Ju Zi was, he could clearly smell the fragrant soup. Although he didn't know where it was, Su Yu knew that Ju Zi must have stolen the soup!
Good grief, four people committed the crime together, so I was the only outsider.
Su Yu slapped his forehead, covering his face in exasperation. He was utterly speechless at this group of thieving bastards. They were committing a crime as a group and acting so self-righteously—did they think he was an idiot? Holy crap…
It turns out the clown was actually myself!
Although the group has been disbanded, I'm still quite upset, as it feels like all my hard work has been wiped out by my own hands. I'm considering creating a new group, but I really don't want that to happen again.
Well, let's leave it to fate, if you'd like...
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(End of this chapter)