Chapter 75: Just How Strong Is She?
The dream ends here, and then another dream begins.
Qi Huang discovered that his body, along with the members of the Hong Hua Sect, was still in the plaza, but they were at the edge. In the center, a擂台 (arena) had been set up, and two people were currently locked in combat.
“It looks like the competition has officially begun!”
Qi Huang thought to himself and quickly focused his attention on the arena, as he had never had the opportunity to watch the battles of masters before.
The two people on stage at this moment were both young males. One wielded a long spear, and the other a long saber. Every collision between them was a direct, unpretentious clash. The ringing of metal against metal was like blacksmithing, splashing sparks a zhang away. With each metallic groan, visible shockwaves rippled outwards.
Qi Huang was shocked as he watched. Judging from their attack methods, these two clearly couldn’t project their True Qi, meaning they were both in the Body Refining realm. However, their speed and strength were astonishing. If he were to face them head-on, it would not be easy to defeat them.
“Ling’er, can you defeat those two above? All the disciples of our Hong Hua Sect have been eliminated, so we can only rely on you.”
Xu Mei turned her head and spoke to Qi Huang’s body.
“All the Hong Hua Sect disciples have been eliminated?”
Upon hearing this, Qi Huang felt a pang of sympathy. After all, that was once her sect.
“I can deal with them within ten moves,” Cheng Hong Ling said calmly.
“That’s good then.”
Xu Mei smiled in satisfaction.
“Ten moves? Are you bragging? Is she really that strong? Then what are we even competing for?”
“Junior Brother Bao, do you really believe that? Do you know which sects they are from? The Hong Hua Sect! The Hong Hua Sect of Huang Tian Prefecture! From a place like that, can there be such a genius?”
“Huang Tian Prefecture? You mean that rat’s nest?”
“Yeah, their cultivation levels are as high as their height, you can see it all at a glance. That’s been confirmed long ago.”
…
A group of people nearby started whispering after hearing this.
“Heh heh, little girl, you really know how to brag. Do you know who those two are? One is from the Lie Shan Sect, and the other is from the Chang Hong Sect. And these two sects are ranked higher than your Hong Hua Sect in Yongning Prefecture!”
The old man leading that group of people directly mocked them. The reason was simple: he couldn’t stand by and watch others use bragging to dampen the morale of his disciples.
“Sect Leader Shi, whether it’s bragging or not, we’ll know after the fight.”
Xu Mei retorted calmly, clearly recognizing the other party.
“Brother Qin, who is that little girl? Is she a newly emerging genius from your sect? How dare she speak so arrogantly, saying she can defeat one of those above within ten moves.”
After being rebuffed, Sect Leader Shi tried to reason with Qin Quan, the sect leader.
“You misheard. I said not one person, but the two of them.”
Cheng Hong Ling corrected him indifferently.
“Heh heh, why don’t you say ten? If you’re going to brag, brag big. That’s what impresses people!”
Sect Leader Shi said with a laugh of fury.
“Yes, yes, she’s bragging. Children don’t know any better and are just playing around. Brother Shi, there’s no need to take it seriously.”
Qin Quan replied in a “subservient” manner, not wanting his talented disciples to attract too much attention.
Seeing Qin Quan’s self-awareness, Sect Leader Shi finally closed his mouth with satisfaction.
At this moment, on the arena, the two figures continued to fight. Behind the arena was a raised platform, where five older men and women, like judges, were seated, occasionally pointing and discussing.
Not long after, a winner was decided between the two, and the next group of opponents stepped onto the stage. Time thus flowed slowly.
“Next up are number fifty-one and number fifty-two.”
A person from the Immortal Alliance by the side shouted.
Before the voice fell, a small figure had already leaped onto the arena.
“Strange, I remember that number fifty-two wasn’t him, was it?”
Ruan Lingyu muttered in surprise.
“Yeah, I remember that was a short, fat cultivator.”
Miao Xiang also chimed in.
“His sign was snatched, isn’t that obvious? The disciples of our Hong Hua Sect are highly sought after.”
Qin Quan said with a teasing smile.
Everyone suddenly realized and cursed that he deserved it.
“Ling’er, be careful. Although this guy’s cultivation isn’t high, he’s very fast. Every time he uses the competition as an opportunity to lay hands on female cultivators, your Senior Sister Yun Fei suffered from him last time.”
Xu Mei reminded the disciple next to her.
“No wonder Senior Sister Yun Fei looked like she was crying when she returned.”
Miao Xiang looked at Yun Fei with great sympathy.
Yun Fei’s face showed an unnatural expression, and she quickly became dejected. It seemed that the psychological shadow from that incident was not small.
“This shameless fellow, I’ll chop off his hands sooner or later.”
Shen Yuan cursed angrily.
“Don’t worry! This time, it’ll be his turn to cry.”
Cheng Hong Ling glanced at Yun Fei and then slowly walked onto the arena. Her peerlessly beautiful appearance was as cold as the first snow, making everything around her a backdrop. Her curvaceous figure fully showcased the beauty of a woman’s curves. Her slender, beautiful legs were partially visible beneath her skirt. Her breathtaking beauty attracted the covetous gazes of many male cultivators.
“What a shame! Such a little beauty will go to Liu Biao that kid!”
“Yeah, this guy always takes advantage of female cultivators during competitions. He’s even more shameless than me.”
“Isn’t anyone going to do anything?”
“Who will? That guy is a rogue cultivator, and he has no sect to restrain him! As for the Immortal Alliance judges, how do you distinguish between an attack and groping?”
…
The cultivators outside the field started discussing. The men were envious and jealous, while the women prayed silently for Cheng Hong Ling.
At this moment, Liu Biao had been standing on the arena waiting for a long time. He was small and thin, with dark skin and a shifty look. His eyes roamed unashamedly over several sensitive areas of Cheng Hong Ling’s body, clearly indicating he was someone with no bottom line.
“Referee, I remember that number fifty-two wasn’t him, was it?”
Someone, not wanting that guy to get an easy win, spoke up to remind them.
“I’m sorry, the Evergreen Convention only recognizes the sign, not the person.”
The Immortal Alliance referee responded coldly, suppressing all doubts.
“Please!”
Cheng Hong Ling cupped her hands and invited him politely.
“Heh heh, the female disciples of your Hong Hua Sect aren’t much in cultivation, but they are all beautiful. It seems grandpa will have a visual feast this time.”
Liu Biao’s face showed a greedy expression, and he made lewd grabbing gestures with his hands. The next moment, his feet moved, and he sprang out like a long-lying leopard, turning into a black lightning bolt rushing towards Cheng Hong Ling. His thick palm, like a cattail fan, aimed directly at Cheng Hong Ling’s perky buttocks, and the lewd smile on his face became even more pronounced.
“Truly despicable!”
The cultivators outside the field secretly cursed. Liu Biao was truly cunning, directly slapping instead of grabbing, making it impossible to determine if it was an attack or molestation.
Cheng Hong Ling, however, did not evade. She placed her jade hand on the hilt of her sword and drew it outwards. A cold light flashed, and the next moment, she thrust the long sword back in.
Liu Biao felt a coolness on his right hand and instinctively stopped. He saw bloodstains appearing on his five fingers. As the bloodstains became more obvious, his five fingers, like tofu cut by a knife, fell off cleanly. The piercing pain then shot into his brain through the nerves.
“Ah!”
Liu Biao clutched his right hand and let out a hysterical scream, then rolled on the ground in agony.
Outside the field, however, it became deathly silent. What shocked them was not Cheng Hong Ling’s ruthless methods, but her strength! The speed Liu Biao had just displayed clearly belonged to a cultivator at the fourth or fifth level of Body Refining, yet he was instantly killed by a single sword? Just how strong was this Cheng Hong Ling?
