Chapter 57: Didn

“?”

Meng Zhangqing was stunned.

Was he that direct?

The competition for resources was indeed for the capable.

But to not even have a word of nonsense was truly rare.

And looking at this person’s eyes, they had been on him from the beginning and had never moved away.

It didn’t feel like he was here for the resources.

“Sure, but I want to add a condition.”

Coming back to his senses, Meng Zhangqing smiled slightly.

“What condition?”

It was Soul-Breaking’s turn to be stunned.

How could there be conditions for a fight?

“If I win, you have to agree to become my friend.”

Meng Zhangqing said.

Soul-Breaking took a deep breath.

The veins on his forehead jumped.

Compared to the inexplicable condition of becoming friends in the second half, what made him even more angry was the first half!

‘If I win’???

Does everyone think they can win against him now?

How could this person have such confidence?

He was just an ordinary disciple!

Did he know who he was?

Soul-Breaking of the Punishment Peak!

The current number... four in the inner sect!

“Of course.”

Soul-Breaking gritted his teeth, fire seeming to be suppressed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Meng Zhangqing felt that this person had mental problems.

Most likely a lunatic.

Was there anything wrong with the condition he proposed?

Absolutely not.

Why was he still angry?

“But you have to use your full strength, otherwise I won’t be happy.”

Soul-Breaking’s unhappiness had reached its peak.

When they started fighting later.

He felt he wouldn’t be able to control his measure.

So he ‘kindly’ reminded him, to avoid being crippled by him by mistake.

“Full strength, huh.”

“Fine.”

Seeing Soul-Breaking’s very serious look, Meng Zhangqing nodded.

It seemed this might be a martial arts fanatic.

For a martial arts fanatic, one should indeed go all out; this was respect for a friend.

“Dry Yang Soul-Shattering Palm!”

Without waiting for Meng Zhangqing to make a move, Soul-Breaking took the initiative.

He could no longer endure it.

Pitch-black true qi surged.

Fantasizing a black sun in his palm.

This was an Earth-grade high-level palm technique with astonishing power.

It was definitely not something an ordinary disciple could handle.

“Get out of here!”

Soul-Breaking remembered the two battles after coming to the secret realm, both ending in this outcome.

Especially the one with Shi Yao.

So he had to make others taste this feeling too!

“Not a bad palm technique.”

Meng Zhangqing nodded slightly.

Just this palm strike met the standard of a top inner sect genius.

Ordinary third or fourth level Sea Opening Realm experts would probably find it hard to catch.

“Then, catch the sword.”

Meng Zhangqing closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly.

His entire temperament changed instantly.

Like a divine sword unsheathed, sharp and exposed!

Boundless momentum, extremely sharp, as if it could shatter heaven and earth!

Seeing this scene.

Soul-Breaking’s ‘cruel’ smile almost froze on his face.

In his eyes, disbelief gradually appeared.

As a top genius.

He naturally knew what this momentum was!

Sword Intent!

It was Sword Intent!

But how could it be!

Even he hadn’t touched it, and this was just an unknown ordinary disciple; how could he possess it?!

“Exquisite Cold Moon!”

Just as Soul-Breaking was lost in confusion, Meng Zhangqing struck with his sword.

Seeing his two fingers form a sword.

Countless sword lights seemed to flicker at his fingertips.

Stepping forward, his figure disappeared from the spot instantly.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Soul-Breaking.

“Moon-Stepping Kill!”

The sword light at his fingertips was like a rainbow, the aura terrifying to the extreme, pressing Soul-Breaking’s black hair to flutter like a banner.

And Soul-Breaking also came back to his senses.

His expression changed drastically.

At such a distance, he couldn’t avoid it at all and could only choose to take it head-on.

“Dry Yang Soul-Shattering Palm!”

Soul-Breaking roared!

His voice carried deep rage.

How could this be!

Why was everyone he met so strong!

Was the inner sect now so full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!

Boom!

Palm and finger intersected.

The black sun instantly vanished, without a trace of resistance.

And Soul-Breaking flew backward directly, crashing through dozens of ancient trees, and finally... embedded into the mountain wall again.

“Is he that weak?”

Meng Zhangqing was shocked.

At first, he wanted to go all out, after all, it was Soul-Breaking’s request, but he thought better of it.

If he had gone all out, this person would definitely be dead.

Thinking this, he changed his sword move.

He didn’t use Ice-Shattering Nine Provinces, but a relatively weaker Moon-Stepping Kill from the sword scripture.

He didn’t even use a sword, just true qi manifestation.

But even so, Soul-Breaking couldn’t resist at all.

He flew out the moment they touched.

“It seems the Sword Intent is a bit too fierce, or this top genius is a bit watered down.”

Shaking his head slightly, Meng Zhangqing ran toward the mountain wall, hoping he hadn’t killed him with one strike.

――

Inside the mountain wall.

Soul-Breaking looked miserable, both palms bloody and full of sword marks.

He had no intention of getting out of the mountain wall.

He just wanted to stay alone quietly.

He didn’t understand.

He really didn’t understand.

Why he couldn’t beat anyone he met.

Clearly, Master had said that, barring any accidents, he would be the number one in the inner sect.

But reality was the exact opposite; there were accidents everywhere.

He couldn’t beat Mad Blade.

He couldn’t beat the Shi brothers either.

Finally meeting an ordinary-looking disciple, he turned out to possess Sword Intent!

What was wrong with this world?

Was it targeting him?

He clearly just wanted to vent, why was it so difficult...

Especially since he was now in the mountain wall again.

Pfft!

The more Soul-Breaking thought about it, the harder it was to accept, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Are you okay?”

A somewhat familiar voice came.

Soul-Breaking couldn’t help but look up, his pupils shrinking, and a chill rising all over his body.

It was that ordinary disciple.

But at this moment, in his eyes, this seemingly harmless ordinary disciple was full of danger!

“Sorry, I didn’t expect you couldn’t even hold on for one move.”

Meng Zhangqing said with deep apology and sincerity.

“You!”

Soul-Breaking suddenly reacted.

Yes.

He seemed to have not even held on for one move; one had to know that even when facing that terrifying guy Shi Yao, he had blocked ten moves!

Others were constantly improving, why was he the only one constantly refreshing his lower limit?

Pfft!

In his grief and indignation, Soul-Breaking spat blood again and fainted directly.

Too humiliating!

“Don’t faint, brother; agree to be my friend first.”

“As a man, you can’t go back on your word.”

Meng Zhangqing immediately stepped forward and patted Soul-Breaking’s face.

But this person had no reaction at all.

It seemed he didn’t want to wake up again.