Chapter 18: Ten Thousand Swords Technique · Sword Hundred

The students watching the fun burst into laughter upon hearing this; it could be seen that Hua Wenze was very unpopular.

"You dare call me a mad dog!"

Hua Wenze jumped in anger and shouted viciously at the people around him: "None of you are allowed to laugh! Shut up!"

Which of the students at Wenyuan Academy didn't have a bit of "backbone"? Furthermore, the Great Zhou Dynasty had no written law stating that laughing was forbidden, so they simply ignored Hua Wenze's clamor and continued to laugh and discuss among themselves.

"Offending Young Master Xiao, you won't have any good fruit to eat."

Hua Wenze threw out a harsh threat and slunk to the side of Xiao Jinchen, who was surrounded by several scholars like stars around the moon.

He had wanted to take the opportunity to flatter him, but who knew he would end up making a mess of it.

"Useless thing!"

Xiao Jinchen snorted coldly, fiercely brushed aside his lackey Hua Wenze, and looked at Chen Ji with gritted teeth:

"I said the retreat of the Town-North Army was an act of incompetence, what does it have to do with you? This young master says whatever he wants. What kind of thing are you, to be worthy of arguing with me?"

As a descendant of the Three Dukes and the grandson of the former Prime Minister, Xiao Jinchen's vicious voice caused the people around to stop their discussions in unison.

Everyone wanted to see if the "stubborn" Chen Ji would back down.

"The Town-North Army risks their lives to guard the Northern Frontier of the Great Zhou, how can you recklessly discuss and insult them? You can call these 'heroes' cowardly rats, can't I correct you? What kind of logic is this?"

Chen Ji asked back.

Xiao Jinchen's face sank, his fists clenching with a "creak."

With his status, the people around him since he was a child had all flattered and praised him; where had he ever encountered anyone who dared to defy him?

What made him even more resentful was that the shabbily dressed Chen Ji had made him lose face in front of everyone.

What difference did this have from slapping his face in public?

Just as the scene became extremely grave and was developing in an uncontrollable direction, Lu Fang walked out with a bitter smile and advised:

"It is normal for the two of you to have different views. There is no need to argue here. Why not go to the Supervisor to mediate..."

These words aroused the agreement of many students on the scene, and some even echoed: "This person speaks reasonably."

Xiao Jinchen looked at Lu Fang with a cold face:

"What kind of thing are you, wanting to 'teach' me!"

Chen Ji took a few steps forward to stand in front of Lu Fang and looked at Xiao Jinchen: "If there is anything, come at me. There is no need to involve others."

"I will give you one last chance. Kneel down in front of everyone and kowtow to admit your mistake!"

Xiao Jinchen said arrogantly.

"I can't do it." Chen Ji was neither humble nor pushy.

Xiao Jinchen raised his eyebrows, took a quick step forward, and reached out to grab Chen Ji's shoulder. This sudden attack was extremely rapid, and most people had not expected it.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking rang out; this grappling move had forcibly dislocated Chen Ji's shoulder!

Xiao Jinchen smiled grimly, just about to continue the violence.

Clang! The sound of a sword hummed.

The small Yingyue sword suddenly appeared, stabbing toward Xiao Jinchen's glabella.

Xiao Jinchen hurriedly let go, tilted his body, and flew out sideways, narrowly dodging the fatal blow.

Amidst the exclamations of the crowd, the small Yingyue sword returned to the palm of the book spirit Yan Chixia beside Lu Fang.

"You are going a bit too far!"

Lu Fang frowned.

He had not expected that Xiao Jinchen would dare to commit violence in public within Wenyuan Academy; by the time he reacted, it was half a step too late.

"Is that a book spirit?"

"Heavens, who is this person? Why have I never heard of such a person? His 'momentum' is only Eighth Rank, First Stage, how could he condense a book spirit?"

"There is no such person in the capital. He must have just arrived in the capital; otherwise, knowing Xiao Jinchen's status, he probably wouldn't have dared to make a move."

The watching students looked at Lu Fang with "complex eyes."

"You dare to make a move on me!"

Xiao Jinchen's eyes were blood-red, staring fixedly at Lu Fang.

"You dare to commit violence! Why wouldn't I dare to make a move?"

Lu Fang sneered.

He had successfully entered the Eighth Rank, First Stage, and the book spirit Yan Chixia had also followed him into the Seventh Rank, First Stage, with a great increase in strength.

Xiao Jinchen's "momentum" was Eighth Rank, Third Stage; how could he be his opponent? In the end, Xiao Jinchen had no grudge against him, and even if the other party was a bit arrogant, it was not a capital offense.

Otherwise, if that sword just now hadn't held back, Xiao Jinchen would already be a corpse.

"Whatever grudge you have with Chen Ji, you can find the Supervisor to preside over justice. If you want to use your power to suppress others, then you have to ask if my, Lu's, sword agrees!"

Lu Fang ignored Xiao Jinchen's resentful eyes and looked at Chen Ji, who was drooping his left arm, to ask:

"Is your arm okay?"

"It's fine, it's just dislocated."

Chen Ji gritted his teeth and pressed the dislocated arm back into place, barely squeezing out a smile:

"Brother Lu, there are not many people I, Chen Ji, admire, and you count as one. I will remember this favor, but for the things that follow, I won't trouble you. Xiao Jinchen is a descendant of the Three Dukes; it's not worth offending the Xiao family for me."

"By the way, I hope you won't say the 'Ode to Quelling Demons' is just 'not bad' next time, otherwise I still won't give you a good look!"

Just as Chen Ji finished speaking, his expression changed greatly, and he warned: "Careful!"

Creak, creak...

Spreading outward with Xiao Jinchen as the center, a layer of frost condensed on the white stone floor, and Lu Fang's whole body was visibly freezing.

"Reflecting the water like ice, sweeping the snow like jade dust."

While Xiao Jinchen shouted the poem loudly, an ice blade condensed in his hand. He walked toward Lu Fang step by step, his expression frantic:

"A mere Eighth Rank, First Stage scholar, I didn't need to do it myself, but if I don't chop you into ice shards with my own hands, I cannot resolve the hatred in my heart!"

Xiao Jinchen swung the ice blade at Lu Fang.

"Ten Thousand Swords Technique · Sword Hundred!" The book spirit Yan Chixia, who was also covered in ice, broke through the freezing, his expression solemn as he pinched a sword formula.

The small Yingyue sword in his palm instantly turned into a hundred sword lights, shooting straight toward Xiao Jinchen's chest.

Xiao Jinchen was shocked and wanted to use the ice blade in his hand to block.

Slap! The ice blade was shattered by the sword light without any effort, followed by Xiao Jinchen's protective noble spirit being pierced through.

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

At the critical moment, a golden page appeared in front of Xiao Jinchen's chest, blocking the hundred sword lights.

The sword light disappeared, and the golden page shattered.

Xiao Jinchen had sacrificed a semi-finished Master-level ink treasure to block the attack, but the powerful impact still sent him flying.

Pfft!

Xiao Jinchen fell to the ground in a miserable state, vomiting blood several times, his face pale and his expression withered.

He had suffered heavy injuries, but his life was saved!

"That person's 'momentum' is Eighth Rank, First Stage, and the book spirit should be about the same realm of strength. A single blow from the book spirit actually almost killed the Eighth Rank, Third Stage Xiao Jinchen!"

"Is the gap that big?"

"This person is afraid he's crazy, really wanting to kill Xiao Jinchen. If it weren't for the semi-finished Master-level ink treasure, I'm afraid..."

The scholars on the scene looked at each other, not daring to believe the result they saw; this was not quite the same as what they had expected. ===== CHAPTER 19 =====