Chapter 28: Disciple, Meng Zhangqing (Begging for flowers!)

Roar!

The puppet bellowed!

Both hands gripping a heavy hammer!

In an instant it was right before Meng Zhangqing.

The violent gust of wind whipped Meng Zhangqing's black hair into a frenzy, even making it snap and flutter!

One could well imagine.

How terrifying the killing power of that hammer blow would be!

A martial artist of the same level would be gravely wounded even if not killed outright!

So he absolutely had to dodge.

Yet Meng Zhangqing stood stock-still, with no intention of evading at all.

"How can this boy be so overconfident?"

The Elder's heart leapt into his throat at the sight.

It wasn't easy for the Outer Sect to produce a genius.

Sharing in the glory was one thing — this one could earn him a reward from the Runei Sect.

If he were to fall here.

Then everything would be for nothing.

The others shared the same thought.

But the scene that unfolded the next instant left everyone rooted to the spot in a daze.

A sight they would never forget for the rest of their lives!

――

Boom!

Just as the puppet was about to bring its hammer crashing down.

An utterly terrifying aura erupted wildly from Meng Zhangqing's body!

Like a divine sword drawn from its sheath.

Razor-sharp to the extreme!

Able to cleave through all things beneath heaven!

The puppet itself seemed cowed, and for a moment stood frozen in place.

By the time it came back to its senses.

A longsword had already sliced through the void, nine sword-images flashing as they all landed upon its body.

Boom!

The second-grade puppet took a heavy hit, its massive frame retreating ceaselessly.

It only just managed to stop after several dozen meters.

Its whole body trembled, and countless sparks burst out from within.

It struggled on, still trying to charge at Meng Zhangqing.

But the next instant.

Bang!

The second-grade puppet suddenly crumbled apart, scattering all over the ground.

At the same time.

The longsword in Meng Zhangqing's hand also shattered.

After unleashing the sword momentum.

His black hair danced of its own accord, without any wind.

His aura blazed at its peak!

He truly looked like an unrivaled swordsman!

"Time to get a new sword."

Meng Zhangqing was not surprised by the longsword's shattering.

After all, it was only a mundane weapon.

Its material alone was decent.

How could it possibly withstand the force of sword momentum, and a full-strength strike at that?

He then looked ahead.

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The puppet limbs scattered all over the ground sent a tremor through his heart.

To tell the truth.

The amplification of this sword momentum was truly a bit too ferocious!

Just a single strike, and it had cleaved apart this second-grade puppet!

He had thought he'd need a second strike, a third.

Judging by this. Yan

Perhaps he could now match a martial artist at the third or fourth stage of the Apoerture Opening Realm? Shi

Of course, the prerequisite was that after entering the Runei Sect, he had to hurry and learn an Earth-grade martial art first. Xiao

He tossed aside the sword hilt in his hand. Shuo

Meng Zhangqing slowly turned around. q

Several hundred meters away.

The dense crowd had fallen utterly silent.

Every one of them wore a stunned, blank stare.

Some even gaped openmouthed.

"How could that be..."

After a long moment, someone managed to speak, "That was a second-grade puppet, and it was blasted to death in a single sword strike!"

"Is the Nine Shadow Sword Art really that powerful?!"