Book 2, Chapter 136 - Only going to hit the face

The battle on Wu Hua Peak continued.

Only after Ling Longbiao was seriously injured and taken away by the disciples of the Enforcement Hall did Chen Jie and Zhang Pingquan’s group return to their senses. Their gazes seemed to be spitting fire while they looked at Zhao Jiuge, their killing intent surging. When Leng Rufeng was beaten, Zhao Jiuge went crazy, and when Ling Longbiao was beaten, they were the same. The bond between fellow disciples was not something outsiders could understand.

Zhao Jiuge had beaten three people in a row and looked like he was running out of energy. The golden light around his body dimmed, but the mysterious, smiling Buddha still remained. It looked so peaceful.

The sleeve around Zhao Jiuge’s right arm was completely destroyed and he was staring at Chen Jie’s group of five. His gaze was gloomy, but he didn’t attack. Perhaps it was because he had exhausted almost all of his spirit force.

“Chen Jie, deal with him first. I’ll hold this one off.” Zhang Pingquan’s voice was cold. It was 12 versus three, yet they had actually suffered four losses. How could she not be angry?

On the battlefield, the situation was always changing rapidly. While Zhang Pingquan was issuing her command, Bai Qingqing took advantage of this moment. The other two disciples of the Mysterious Strange Peak were still stunned by what had happened. She instantly sent out two rays of silver sword energy and hit those two Foundation Realm disciples.

Although they reacted in time to protect themselves with spirit force, Bai Qingqing’s Wind Flower Sword was top quality even among spirit treasures. How could they possibly resist? Not everyone had spells as abnormal as Zhao Jiuge’s.

The two rays of silver sword energy instantly broke through the spirit force protecting their bodies, then blood splattered on the ground. One was hit on his right shoulder and a large wound opened up. The other was hit in his right arm, causing his right arm to fall limp. He even dropped the flying sword he was holding.

Bai Qingqing’s use of the sword art and spirit force control had already reached this level. She had an extremely good grasp of her strength and could accurately launch her attacks to not kill the enemy. If those two rays of sword energy had hit their abdomens, they would have both died already.

Zhang Pingquan felt her chest become stuffy and her vision went dark for a moment. However, her fighting spirit soon returned to her body. “Even if we fight one-on-one, I’m not much weaker than you!”

Zhang Pingquan clenched her teeth and rushed toward Bai Qingqing. It had taken three of them to suppress Bai Qingqing—how could she do it alone? With her precious treasure-grade flying sword and her cultivation, she could still barely hold Bai Qinqing off. However, she was at a disadvantage and the situation was very bad.

Bai Qingqing was startled for a moment. She hadn’t expected Zhang Pingquan to become even braver—this even caused a little trouble for her. In particular, Zhang Pingquan’s understanding of the sword art was not below her own, so every blow was powerful, shocking Bai Qingqing. If she had a spirit treasure, then even if Bai Qingqing won, she would have to pay a price.

She didn’t know that Zhang Pingquan was undoubtedly the most talented among all the Mysterious Strange Peak disciples. Not only was her cultivation speed fast enough to reach the late stage of the Foundation Realm, her control of the sword art was incomparable. Zhang Pingquan was also from an ordinary family, so she didn’t enjoy all the resources those disciples from influential families had since childhood. Not only did the instructors praise her, even the Mysterious Strange Peak’s Head Seat, Du Jun, was secretly observing her. He was pinning a lot of hope on her.

Between the two of them, Zhang Pingquan was at a disadvantage, but Bai Qingqing could not deal with her quickly. The two of them entered a stalemate.

While they were entangled, Zhao Jiuge took out a small jade bottle. The bottle was blue and white and gave off a cool feeling. Then Zhao Jiuge took out a dark red pill. It was the Little Huan Pill that Bai Qingqing had given him before.

A faint smell of medicine came from the pill. Zhao Jiuge didn’t hesitate much while holding the pill and threw one into his mouth. Right now, his spirit force was almost completely drained, so he had to rely on pills to recover.

The Little Xuan Pill turned into liquid inside his body and spirit force violently rushed through him. He could feel his spirit force increasing. It was at this moment that Zhao Jiuge realized how precious the Little Xuan Pills were. As for exactly how precious, he didn’t know as he didn’t have any experience with alchemy.

Although his spirit force was recovering, it would take time for the spirit force to gather.

Chen Jie’s group of five would not give Zhao Jiuge the chance to recover. Seeing Zhao Jiuge’s actions, he realized that Zhao Jiuge was almost out of spirit force. He felt regret allowing Zhao Jiuge to injure Ling Longbiao under his watch. With such a good opportunity presented to him, how could he let it go?

Spirit force surged from his body. In order to seize time, Chen Jie didn’t even use the sword art, which he wasn’t that skill at, and directly sent spirit force toward Zhao Jiuge.

The four Mysterious Strange Disciples all reacted and followed Chen Jie’s actions. Two rays of sword energy and two rays of spirit force swept toward Zhao Jiuge.

In an instant, five attacks from Foundation Realm cultivators blasted toward Zhao Jiuge. Chen Jie let out a cold snort in his heart. “No matter how strong your defense is, you don’t have much spirit force left. No matter what powerful methods you have left, you can’t do anything without spirit force.”

Facing this fierce offensive, even Zhao Jiuge panicked a bit. However, there was no point in regretting anything now. At most, he would just be beaten and take a few months to recover, not to mention he still had an ace he hadn’t used yet!

Just at this moment, the layer of golden light around Zhao Jiuge’s body suddenly dimmed as if he didn’t have enough spirit force left. Then it shined brightly once more. It flickered back and forth for a while. When those five attacks closed in, Zhao Jiuge pushed the Sanskrit Divine Body to the extreme to resist those attacks.

A thunderous rumble echoed and Zhao Jiuge’s body trembled. The golden light around him dimmed and even the little spirit force he had just recovered was exhausted.

Zhao Jiuge had just stabilized himself when two more rays of spirit force flew toward him. The golden light around him had dimmed and looked like it could break at any moment. Even the mysterious, smiling Buddha shrouding Zhao Jiuge had disappeared due to the lack of spirit force.

The successive attacks caused Zhao Jiuge to feel dizzy. The last two rays of energy had taken more time to execute and therefore had fallen behind, but in the blink of an eye, they arrived as well.

Two sharp rays of sword energy tore apart the weakened golden light and landed on Zhao Jiuge’s body. The blue sword robe on his body was torn apart by the sword energy, but because of the strength of his body, he wasn’t injured further. However, seven or eight wounds had appeared and blood was flowing out. At first it was only a faint stain of blood, but soon the entire blue sword robe was dyed red.

Zhao Jiuge’s handsome face became distorted from the pain, but he remained standing. His brows furrowed, but he didn’t let out a cry. Bai Qingqing, who had been entangled by Zhang Pingquan, saw this and she suddenly felt herself go mad. She desperately waved the Wind Flower Sword even more ferociously. Her spirit force surged, forcing Zhang Pingquan, who was already struggling, into an even worse situation. She wasn’t going to be able to hold on for much longer.

The people watching from the Mysterious Heaven Peak Square saw Zhao Jiuge’s face distort from the pain. They had complicated expressions on their faces and felt like Zhao Jiuge could not last much longer. However, at this moment, they saw Zhao Jiuge take out a palm-sized drum!

During the gap between their attacks, while they were charging up for another attack, Zhao Jiuge quickly took out the Twilight Drum he had taken from Vulture. He would be a fool to not use the treasure he had, not to mention his body was still accumulating spirit force.

Dong, dong, dong.

The strange and desolate sound surrounded by spirit force spread out. His actions confused Chen Jie’s group of five. They knew this drum was a treasure, but it didn’t seem to have much offensive power.

Chen Jie and company were filled with doubt and were vigilant, but that didn’t mean Bai Qingqing didn’t know what the Twilight Drum could do. She and Zhao Jiuge had suffered from it before.

Bai Qingqing’s eyes suddenly lit up. Her hands didn’t stop and her body became tense. She was waiting for the opportunity that was going to appear soon!

When Chen Jie and the others finally discovered the effect of the small drum, they were as shocked as Zhao Jiuge when he experienced it for the first time. They had lost focus and the spirit force in their bodies had stopped.

Although this time was very short, it was enough to win a duel. One moment of lost focus could completely change the situation.

Taking advantage of the moment that Zhang Pingquan lost focus, Bai Qingqing leaped into the air. The cold Wind Flower Sword slashed across the sky and sent Zhang Pingquan flying.

While Zhang Pingquan was flying through the air, she coughed out blood, and the ⅔-meter-long wound on her body was quite shocking. Bai Qingqing wasn’t going to let her go—she quickly followed after Zhang Pingquan.

Zhang Pingquan’s body fell to the ground. Although the wound on her body was still bleeding, her expression didn’t change. She looked at Bai Qingiqng with gloomy eyes.

Bai Qingqing raised her left hand and slapped Zhang Pingquan’s face. A clear, red palm print appeared on Zhang Pingquan’s face.

Bai Qingqing spoke coldy and threw another slap. “This is for Zhao Jiuge.

“This is for Leng Rufeng.”

Another slap followed, three slaps in a row.

“This slap is from me to you. Who told you to have such a foul mouth that likes to bark?”

When everyone thought it was over after the three slaps, Bai Qingqing raised her arm and hit Zhang Pingquan’s face without any hesitation.

Bai Qingqing’s mouth curved up into a smile. She paused and slowly said, “This last slap is for all those Mysterious Heaven Peak disciples that suffered from the insidious methods of your Mysterious Strange Peak. See if you dare to act so arrogantly before our Mysterious Heaven Peak again.”

When you fight, you don’t hit the face, but Bai Qingqing only hit the face.

Although Zhang Pingquan’s injury was not serious, she wouldn’t recover for a while. Her vision went dark from the humiliation, and she wished she could find a hole to hide herself in. The pain in her heart was more painful than the pain in her body.

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