Chapter 64: Sword Pellet

A purple robe, a white shirt.

At this moment, they became the focus of everyone in the arena.

A sea of people, shouting and cheering.

Yet, all of this could not affect the two people on the stage in the slightest.

"I've always heard that you cultivators of Dahe Square are the best at fighting, but seeing it today, I am quite disappointed,"

Bai Qi said, playing with a crimson little ball in his hand, his face mocking.

"In the first seven battles, apart from that 'Sick Tiger' Zeng Wen, not a single one caught my eye. You wouldn't be even more useless than him, would you?"

The tall Qin Liangchen held his head high, looking extremely disdainful.

"Zeng Wen? He isn't even worthy of being compared to me. He once tried to snatch a woman from me and was beaten until he fled with his tail between his legs."

Bai Qi's eyes lit up.

It was the look of a hunter seeing prey.

Qin Liangchen did not like that look; he had always been the one to treat spirit beasts and rogue cultivators as prey.

A golden rod suddenly flew out.

"If you want to fight, then fight! Enough with the nonsense!"

The golden rod, heavy and powerful, smashed down suddenly, its vast momentum crushing the spirit.

Bai Qi was unhurried, tossing the crimson ball upward.

Instantly!

The sky was filled with sword light, killing intent erupting.

In just a single exchange, the sword light, like silk threads crisscrossing, tightly wrapped around the golden rod.

Extreme cutting power erupted, and the golden rod shattered instantly, turning into countless fragments scattered in all directions.

"A Sword Pellet!"

Qin Liangchen's face changed drastically!

"Huh, it's actually a Sword Pellet from our sect."

In the most luxurious viewing stand, Luo Tianhong exclaimed in surprise.

The Nascent Soul True Person Pang Renxiong, who had been closing his eyes to rest, couldn't help but open them.

After just a fleeting glance, he shook his head and closed his eyes again.

From beginning to end, he did not offer any evaluation.

Luo Tianhong didn't mind; a Qi Refining cultivator wielding a Sword Pellet was naturally not worthy of the Elder's attention.

He, however, was watching with great interest.

But after watching for two rounds, he also frowned.

"Heretical path, unworthy of being called a sword cultivator!"

The moment the Sword Pellet appeared, almost everyone with any knowledge turned their eyes toward the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect's viewing stand.

Yet, not a single Jade Cauldron sword cultivator spoke.

Even some of the Qi Refining disciples who had come to help were shocked, and then anger arose.

The spectators didn't know the situation, so they had to turn their attention back to the arena.

Under those threads of crimson sword light, the Broken Mountain Gang cultivator was struggling bitterly, his purple robe covered in cuts.

"That purple robe must be a top-grade defensive magic tool. The Broken Mountain Gang really spent a fortune, even bringing out such a good thing."

"But in the face of a sharp weapon like a Sword Pellet, it won't last many rounds."

"This man is in danger!"

Qin Liangchen's situation was clear to everyone.

No matter what magic tool he summoned, under that rain-like, thread-like sword light, it would turn into fragments in two or three breaths.

"This man is doomed!"

The Broken Mountain Gang's viewing stand, Murong Qinglian had already stood up in anxiety.

Her teeth bit her lip, her delicate body trembling slightly.

"Uncle Mi, can Liangchen win?"

Mi Shuhua's face was solemn. "He is using a Sword Pellet, whose attack power is unparalleled among magic tools. But with the Purple River Daoist Robe I gave him, Liangchen is safe for the moment. However, constant defense will eventually lead to a mistake; Liangchen must launch a counterattack!"

Can he counterattack?

Under that sky full of crimson sword light, how many Qi Refining cultivators could break through the encirclement?

Luo Chen's heart was pounding. He had never seen such a magic tool in this world.

No, or rather, a Sword Pellet could no longer be considered a magic tool.

Strictly speaking, every Sword Pellet of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect could be considered a magic treasure embryo.

As long as a cultivator nurtures it daily with spiritual sense and magic power, they can refine it with true fire when advancing to the Core Formation stage, elevating it into a magic treasure.

Such a sharp weapon, even with a top-grade defensive magic robe, could not be defended against.

Brother Qin, how will you break this deadlock?

If I encounter such an enemy in the future, how will I block it?

Break the deadlock?

Qin Liangchen's hair stood on end, and he took out another magic tool.

Seeing this, Bai Qi laughed arrogantly.

"Such inferior magic tools are useless against my Sword Pellet!"

Qin Liangchen remained unmoved. As soon as the magic tool was summoned, he used his vast magic power to destroy the formation inscribed upon it.

Boom!

The magic tool exploded instantly!

The immense power immediately pushed the sky full of sword light away for a moment.

This move of his was clearly learned from the tactics of the previous battle by Yang Rusheng.

Opportunity!

Qin Liangchen seized the opportunity and rushed forward.

Bai Qi sneered, as if he had long known about this weakness.

The sword light dispersed, its power not concentrated enough.

But he was well-prepared!

His ten fingers tapped in succession, and blood from his fingertips sprayed out.

The sword light in the air suddenly condensed into one, transforming into a giant blood-colored sword that slashed down.

Blood-refining technique!

When he used this move, many people were relieved.

It was no wonder he could wield a Sword Pellet, which only Core Formation cultivators could barely master, while still in the Qi Refining stage.

The blood-refining technique could indeed achieve this.

But doing so harms oneself and harms the Sword Pellet even more.

The embryo that could have advanced into a magic treasure would never be able to advance again, and could only be used as a top-grade attack magic tool from now on.

It was no wonder the people of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect showed disdain, and even anger.

Using such an inferior method was an insult to the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect's Sword Pellet.

They were relieved.

But what Qin Liangchen faced was a genuine life-and-death crisis.

Facing the blood-colored giant sword slashing down, Qin Liangchen widened his eyes and rushed forward regardless of everything.

The opportunity, this was the only one.

Even if he died, he had to seize it!

A jade-like palm lifted, grasping the sword light.

"Ah..."

A scream escaped his lips. In the palm of his hand, a Sword Pellet was trembling wildly.

The purple magic robe continuously erupted with purple light, attempting to block the erupting sword light, but how could it block the power of a magic treasure embryo?

In less than three breaths, the purple light dissipated.

Following closely behind was the sound of an explosion.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Starting from his palm, Qin Liangchen's flesh and blood began to disintegrate inch by inch.

Opposite him, Bai Qi sneered incessantly. Daring to use a flesh-and-blood body to block a Sword Pellet's killing move—he had never seen anyone so stupid.

Suddenly, his face changed drastically.

In three breaths, the opponent was already very close to him.

Bang!

Another explosion sounded.

What he saw was not a look of despair and pain, but a ferocious and terrifying face.

"Drink!"

His only remaining left hand, glowing with a pure white jade color, was raised high.

And then slashed down.

Bai Qi fell to the ground in astonishment, and falling with him was the crimson Sword Pellet, covered in countless threads.

Qin Liangchen gasped for air, laughing ferociously. "Do you know why I'm called the 'Jade-Breaking Tiger'!"

On his left hand, he didn't know when he had put on a white glove.

It was precisely using this magic tool, from a distance of ten feet, that he had split Bai Qi's body open.

For this, the price Qin Liangchen paid was his right arm, from the palm to the shoulder, all shredded into fragments.

Everyone looked at the stage, at the one-armed man.

At his feet lay Bai Qi, split in two.

A battle of Qi Refining, to think it could be this tragic!

At some point, Miao Zhen had landed on the stage.

He shook his head and reached out to grab the Sword Pellet.

"In this battle, Qin Liangchen of the Broken Mountain Gang wins."

After announcing the result, he said indifferently, "This Sword Pellet and all the spoils on this person belong to the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect."

Qin Liangchen's mind was a bit dizzy now. Hearing someone wanting to snatch his spoils, he couldn't help but look up.

"Your hand is destroyed; we will help you replace it with a suitable one."

"In addition, we will compensate you with ten thousand spirit stones."

"Alright, you may go down!"

"Oh."

Hearing that he could get a new hand, Qin Liangchen, still conscious, responded dizzily and walked off the arena.

When he reached the entrance, Murong Qinglian was already waiting there.

He grinned and spat out a few words.