newbobooks Chapter 1312 You're strong, but I'm not weak either.
Chapter 1312 You're strong, but I'm not weak either.
The flying boat stopped thirty feet in front of the Holy Sect members, and a group of seven people filed out and landed in front of them.
The three disciples who had just completed their tribulation exchanged glances, each with a different meaning in their eyes.
Before he could speak, Yun Fengzhu swept past Gu Chenyin and Meng Qinghong, his eyes fixed on Jiang Han standing to the side. With a frank smile on his face, he cupped his hands in greeting and said:
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, it's been a long time. How have you been?"
Everyone was surprised to hear this. As a direct disciple of the Transcending Tribulation, Yun Fengzhu was extremely arrogant. Although he was kind to people, it was only on the surface. In fact, he was still aloof and superior.
But today, he actually took the initiative to greet someone, and it was Jiang Han, who had a lower cultivation level and lower status than him, which was truly unexpected.
Jiang Han nodded in return, saying, "It's alright, thank you for your concern, Fellow Daoist Yun."
After saying that, he nodded to Li Jingqiu, who was standing to the side, and said, "Fellow Daoist Li."
Li Jingqiu quickly returned the greeting with a cupped hand, his attitude quite different from before.
In the past, she had high cultivation and seniority, and was a prodigy in the upper realm. It was not inappropriate for her to occasionally act like a senior.
But now, although the two are at the same level, their status is completely different. She has gone from a senior Nascent Soul cultivator with profound cultivation to a junior friend of the same level whose strength is not even half as good as her opponent's.
If she were to fight him now, she would probably only last three to five moves before being defeated, and even a draw would be out of the question.
Looking at Yun Fengzhu's smiling face, Meng Qinghong couldn't help but feel a little wary.
Yun Fengzhu is no pushover; he's always been arrogant and thinks he's incredibly wise, looking down on everyone. The fact that the other party is being so polite must mean he has some ulterior motive.
He stared at the members of the Holy Sect for a moment, then said in an unfriendly tone:
"Fellow Daoist Yun has brought quite a few people this time, which suggests that you are determined to obtain the inheritance here."
Yun Fengzhu chuckled: "Fellow Daoist Meng is joking. With Fellow Daoist Jiang here, the inheritance here will most likely still fall into Fellow Daoist Jiang's hands."
"Although there are many of us, we just want to join in the fun. The key to this trip is still Fellow Daoist Jiang."
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere became slightly heavy, and all eyes turned to Jiang Han.
Not only the members of the Holy Sect, but even the two Nascent Soul stage disciples of the Thousand Machines Pavilion became secretly nervous.
Yun Fengzhu's words made sense. Although they outnumbered Jiang Han, given his strength and luck, it was likely that he could succeed.
After all, apart from the three disciples who had just completed their tribulations, no one else here was a match for Jiang Han. He alone could easily suppress everyone else.
Despite being stared at by a number of inscrutable gazes, Jiang Han remained unconcerned, merely glancing at Yun Fengzhu with a nonchalant expression, neither admitting nor denying anything.
Yun Fengzhu frowned inwardly at his nonchalant attitude, which made him seem indifferent to what others might say.
How come I never noticed before? This kid surnamed Jiang is really arrogant.
Normally, if he deliberately spoke like that, subtly targeting Jiang Han, Jiang Han would have to explain himself to avoid becoming a public enemy, no matter how indifferent he was, so as not to cause any misunderstanding.
But this kid is something else. He's too lazy to even say anything humble, clearly showing that he doesn't respect anyone else.
What an arrogant brat! Isn't he afraid of being attacked by the crowd?
Or perhaps he was deliberately waiting for them to attack him en masse?
Yun Fengzhu's heart stirred slightly, but he immediately abandoned that unreliable idea.
It's a pity that none of my men can match this guy; otherwise, I would definitely send someone to teach him a lesson.
Thinking this, he glanced to his side and happened to see Fu Qingshan with his arms crossed and a cold smile on his lips.
That smile chilled Yun Fengzhu to the bone.
Good heavens, Fu Qingshan, you really know how to pick your chances! You're picking a fight with Jiang Han now, it's like walking into a knife's edge. Do you want to die?
Despite his thoughts, Yun Fengzhu didn't say anything to persuade him, nor did he try to stop him. He simply looked away without making a sound, pretending that he hadn't seen anything.
He also wanted to test Jiang Han's current abilities. No matter how impressive others described him, it was never as real as seeing it for yourself.
"Senior Brother Yun's words are too hasty. Although Fellow Daoist Jiang's strength is not weak, there are many fellow Daoists here, and everyone has the opportunity to obtain the inheritance. It is not necessarily that it will fall into Fellow Daoist Jiang's hands."
Fu Qingshan added a soft hum at the end of his sentence, and seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he couldn't help but smile slightly.
But he didn't see that his disciples had already quietly moved away from him, as if afraid of being splattered with his blood.
Yun Fengzhu also sighed inwardly, "This kid is provoking us, why drag him into this?"
It seems we should let him take a couple more sword blows to teach him a lesson.
Fu Qingshan felt the surroundings were a bit empty, but he didn't care. Instead, he took a few steps forward and looked at Jiang Han, saying:
"I've heard that the guardian spirit of this place is extremely powerful, and only Fellow Daoist Jiang was able to defeat it. I, Fu, am not talented, but I feel that I also have some strength, and I am also somewhat interested in the spirit reward."
Since we are both determined to obtain this, why don't we have a friendly spar first, Fellow Daoist Jiang, and then decide who will take the reward?
His arrogant words drew astonishment from the others, who seemed to wonder why this kid, who was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, dared to provoke Jiang Han, a prodigy.
Fu Qingshan's heart burned with rage at the sight of him, and his aura exploded instantly. The scorching and violent blood energy and a wild energy swept up into pillars, transforming into two giant dragons, each a thousand feet long, intertwined in red and yellow, which soared into the sky as they intertwined.
A violent and domineering aura filled the entire area, causing others to glance at him with surprise while quickly retreating.
"What are you looking at? You're all so subservient to others, you don't even have the ambition to compete for opportunities, what right do you have to look at me like that?"
Fu Qingshan glanced around, his eyes filled with disdain, before finally fixing his gaze on Jiang Han and letting out a soft snort:
“Fellow Daoist Jiang, we both cultivate both physical and magical techniques, and our physical bodies and magical abilities are almost the same. Apart from my supernatural abilities, I may not be inferior to you in other aspects.”
Upon hearing this, someone from the Thousand Machines Pavilion finally recognized his identity.
"So it was him, Fu Qingshan, the Eight Desolate Star Body of the Meteor Saint Sect!"
The two early-stage Nascent Soul disciples from the Thousand Machines Pavilion exclaimed in a low voice:
"The Eight Desolate Star Body can draw upon the power of the stars throughout the heavens to temper the physical body. When combined with the secret techniques of the Holy Sect, it can utilize the power of the stars to construct an indestructible array within the body, further enhancing the strength of the physical body."
Once the Undying Array Diagram is fully constructed, the strength of the physical body will be comparable to that of a True Spirit descendant in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, capable of withstanding a low-grade True Spirit treasure with sheer physical power!
Hearing the praise in their words, Fu Qingshan glanced at the two men with great delight.
Sure enough, there are still people in this world who know their stuff.
He raised his chin slightly with a hint of pride and said, "Well? Fellow Daoist Jiang, do you dare to spar with me?"
As he spoke, he gave a soft hum: "Of course, if you are unwilling, I will not force you, but..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Qingshan suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, and a figure appeared out of thin air in front of him.
Its speed was so fast that he didn't have time to react at all, and before he could even see who was in front of him, he was shocked to feel a sharp pain in his chest.
A sudden gust of wind howled in my ears, and the scene before my eyes receded and descended rapidly, finally being slammed down by a powerful force from the sky, crashing heavily onto the bluestone.
boom--!
Fu Qingshan crashed down heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His body arched and then slumped to the ground, all his bones shattered. He trembled all over in pain, and his vision went black.
He looked at the spinning sky with some confusion, barely managing to prop his head up and sway forward to look ahead.
But then he saw that dozens of miles away, where he had been standing, another figure had appeared.
His purple sword robe swayed gently in the wind, and he slowly withdrew a hand as white as jade. His calm face showed no emotion, as if he had just swatted an ant, relaxed and casual.