The Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 109: Arrogant

This sudden change caused the expressions of many people to freeze in astonishment, revealing expressions of astonishment on their faces. At that moment when the last move by Jiang Xiu was swept away, Qin Wentian had actually managed to pull off an incredible movement technique. Although it was not supported by Yuan Energy, just purely based on his movements alone, it could be said that he had reached a fish-like state in the water.

What was even more shocking was that he even inserted a perfect attack right after; it was as if everything, including his opponent's reaction, was pre-planned in his mind, ensuring Jiang Xiu's defeat.

Jiang Xiu's current face was extremely unsightly. This exchange without using their cultivation base actually showcased one's comprehension of proficiency in using their innate techniques, as well as their senses and talents. Since he was defeated, it meant that he was not as level as Qin Wentian. Not only that, his arrogant words and irreverence from before were still clearly heard in the ears of the crowd. This blinding contrast actually caused him to lose all face today.

“My cultivation base is shallow, and I only have a little understanding of some innate techniques. Maybe my luck is good, then win by chance. "Qin Wentian smiled as he spoke to Jiang Xiu, his voice unperturbed. However, it was precisely the calmness of his voice that caused his words to sound extremely sarcastic in Jiang Xiu's ears.

A shallow cultivation base, only know some innate techniques? But the winner was Qin Wentian? Doesn't that mean that he, the great Jiang Xiu, is even worse when compared to him?

Not only that, Qin Wentian still added the reason 'maybe he got lucky' at the end of his sentence. Wasn't that also another slap in the face of Qiu Mo and Jiang Xiu. The two had deliberately targeted Qin Wentian from the start, and according to their logic, the reason for Qin Wentian's victory now was luck.

Jiang Xiu raised his hand and exerted his strength, forcefully pushing the ancient spear away from his neck. The immense force of the thrust caused Qin Wentian's arm to tremble from the impact.

“Losing with one move, maybe it was luck, or maybe because it was just sloppy. Both of your understandings are at a high level regarding innate techniques; especially Jiang Xiu, he understands the essence and insight of many mighty and mysterious great sword techniques. If not for the restriction of this exchange, in a real battle he would have won in just a few steps. The dominating force further backed by the strength of its cultivation base would have long since destroyed Brother Qin's miserable defense. ”

It was as if Qiu Mo had long prepared his speech, stepping out to save the day. From a certain point of view, his words made no sense. Previously, any attack by Jiang Xiu had the potential to kill, and the restriction of not being allowed to use their cultivation base caused his sword force to decrease greatly. Otherwise, even if their cultivation base was on the same level, Qin Wentian might not be able to defend against it.

However, from another point of view, Jiang Xiu was clearly defeated. And regardless, Qiu Mo actually continued to defend her, twisting words and obscuring logic.

At this moment, everyone who had eyes could tell that Qiu Mo was deliberately targeting Qin Wentian.

"Since the exchange has been completed, we might as well have an actual battle, what do Junior brothers think about this?" Qiu Mo smiled as he looked towards Qin Wentian.

"Oi." At this moment, a voice sounded among the crowd. Qiu Mo averted his gaze, only to see the fatty approaching the stone stage, stopping at the stairs. The figure placed his hands on his hips while looking at him.

"Senior brother Qiu Mo, if the rank between those 10 prodigies undergoes a change, I believe that Senior will definitely rank first." The first sentence of the fat person's mouth caused the crowd to become silent, as interested expressions appeared on their faces.

Sure, there were people in the crowd who recognized who this fatty was. Qin Wentian's bosom pal, Fan Le.

In the past, Qin Wentian and Fan Le stood together in the arena, the first was the killing of Orfon, and the second was facing off against Murong Feng and Du Hao. Naturally, there were many who recognized him.

Not only that, the talent of the fat Fan Le was also very high. It was only because he kept showing up with Qin Wentian that the brilliance of his talent was covered. Many among the crowd knew that during this period of time, Fatty frequented the Dreamsky Forest, and the speed at which his martial prowess increased.

And it was also rumored that Elder Mustang would usually not guide Qin Wentian on his cultivation, but instead pay attention to Fan Le instead. Because, Fan Le was too lazy.

As for lazy people, of course they will need supervision.

"Why?" Luo Huan laughed as he looked at Fan Le.

"i heard that in the rank 10 magic Royal Capital, Senior Qiu Mo is ranked 4th. There was no need to talk about the people ranked behind him, and for the three people ranked in front of him, if they were to fight against Senior Qiu Mo, they might as well not win because of sure. Even if they won, they must have depended on luck, and the results were inaccurate. Not only that, they must have reached their current cultivation base through many fortuitous and magical encounters, how could they compare to Senior Qiu Mo, whose cultivation was obtained purely through hard work? Only senior brother Qiu Mo deserved to be number one unnecessarily questioned, barging into Yuanfu based on his own efforts. Who would dare compare themselves to him? ”

Fan Le spoke frankly with confidence, causing people to be stunned. This guy ... is talking nonsense with a straight face. But still, the crowd naturally understood the meaning of Fan Le's words.

"What logic is this?" Qiu Mo furrowed his brows. Naturally, he could feel the sarcasm behind Fatty's words.

"you brushed it off as a coincidence, doubting the fact that Qin Wentian could make a Divine Inscription of level 3 – earn its mark with luck, not its own creation. He only used a span of one year to reach the level 6 Arterial Circulation, but you said that he was a fallen genius and would not be able to enter Yuanfu. He approved of your proposal to make an exchange against Jiang Xiu and win, yet you refuted, saying that it was due to his opponent's luck and recklessness. After that, you easily forget that at first, their spear should be like this, without using their cultivation base – but after that you still shamelessly propose a real battle. How amazing."

After he finished his speech, Fan Le even arrogantly bowed towards Qiu Mo. This level of sarcasm was so high that it was indescribable, and it caused Qiu Mo's facial expression to become extremely ugly to look at.

“Victory is victory, loss is loss. Qin Wentian's mastery over his innate techniques surpassed Jiang Xiu's, how could it be considered as luck? It was obvious that Jiang Xiu was not proficient enough. Since he was defeated, he had to accept it with a big heart and learn from his mistakes. "Luo Cheng also involuntarily spoke, as he could not bear it anymore. It was not that he was helping Qin Wentian, but that he was simply acting according to his personality.

The word came out on the road that Qin Wentian was hostile to Luo Qianqiu. As a person who came from the Asura Faction, Luo Cheng would naturally not intentionally help Qin Wentian. It's just that he can't take it anymore.

"If Jiang Xiu of the 10 prodigies can defeat Qin Wentian because of his higher cultivation base, is there anything to be proud of?" Luo Cheng was very direct, but to Jiang Xiu, it was undoubtedly a provocation filled with sarcasm.

“It seems that after you made some progress in your cultivation, you actually dared to dream of stealing my position in rank 10 prodigies. If you really want it, there is no need to wait for Jun Lin's Banquet. Today, I can give you a chance. "Jiang Xiu's eyes were directed at Luo Cheng. His gaze was similar to a sword, extremely sharp. Although he was ranked last among the 10 prodigies, this rank was given to him last year. After a year, he had broken through to the peak level of the Arterial Circulation, and wanted to increase his rank.

"What am I supposed to fear?" Luo Cheng's face remained unchanged as he calmly spoke. He was unlike Jiang Xiu, who overemphasized victory or defeat. His goal of attending Jun Lin's Banquet was solely because he wanted to temper himself. It would be an added bonus if he ranked among the first few places. However, if he could not, it was not a bad thing since his martial prowess would definitely increase.

Since Jiang Xiu currently wanted to put forward the date of the battle, why not?

“Good, wait for me. Before our battle, I will personally teach Young Brother Qin how to respect his seniors. ”Jiang Xiu's gaze shifted, as he looked at Qin Wentian again. At this moment, the sword in his hand shone with a dazzling light, even colder and sharper when compared to before. Very clearly, this time, Jiang Xiu inserted a divine weapon with his Astral Yuan Energy.

Qin Wentian was speechless, from start to finish, always Qiu Mo and Jiang Xiu deliberately set themselves up against him. But now, Jiang Xiu actually still wanted to teach him how to 'respect' his seniors?

To put it simply, it was still what Qin Wentian had said earlier. Apart from Qiu Mo or Jiang Xiu, the reason why they dared to be arrogant was because they were currently stronger than Qin Wentian.

Pu .... The cold ray of sword light as bright as the shining constellation pierced towards Qin Wentian.

The ancient spear in Qin Wentian's hand danced in response, as the Xuanwu Black Tortoise manifested again, while the sword light relentlessly stabbed at him, trying to destroy his defense.

The sword moved like a graceful swan. This sword attack contained no technique, but rather pierced straight through. As the sound of the sword piercing through the air rang out, the Xuanwu Black Tortoise shattered into pieces, Xuanwu Position's defense was actually broken by Jiang Xiu's sword! Jiang Xiu's cultivation base was the 9th level of the Artery Circulation, while Qin Wentian was only at the 6th level. The difference was too great, the Astral Energy transmitted through the 9 circular paths of the arteries added to Jiang Xiu's sword technique exponentially, his attacks were naturally extremely tyrannical.

Qin Wentian's silhouette was like a leaf hovering in the wind, his steps were exquisite, dodging attacks easily.

"The Nine Heavenly Garuda Movement Technique." At this moment, the spectators were aware of which movement technique Qin Wentian was using, as they revealed expressions of admiration on their faces. Qin Wentian actually chose to cultivate an extremely difficult technique. Not only that, his level of mastery was actually at an incredible stage, his entire person was similar to a real Garuda.

Jiang Xiu continuously stabbed two swords, but did not manage to hit his opponent. How could he lose his pride like this? His body flickered as sword light flashed again – Sword Heart's Lonely Shadow! At that moment, his entire person seemed to have become a sword, turning into a ghost, while a mirage of raging sword tornadoes appeared on the stage.

Qin Wentian's expression froze, as he executed Xuanwu's Position once more to its maximum extent, but only to see it broken by the sword technique again. This time, when the Xuanwu Manifestation exploded, the huge tears caused by the Sword Qi of Jiang Xiu could be seen on Qin Wentian's robe.

"How shameless." Luo Huan coldly snorted, suddenly, a shadow of a whip appeared in the air. It was as if a dazzling streak of light was descending from the sky.

Jiang Xiu froze as his sword light changed, piercing through the void, coming into contact with Luo Huan's long whip.

Peish. A crisp sound rang out, as a long whip danced around the sword in a movement similar to that of a python, coiling around Jiang Xiu's body.

Jiang Xiu furrowed his brows, he did not realize that Luo Huan's strength was at such a level. It seemed like during this past year, no elite had wasted their time.

A cold light flickered in the eyes of Qin Wentian, who was standing at the side. Jiang Xiu had pushed him to such an extent, ripped off the mask of mock modesty, and completely ignored the manners. Why did he bother to hold back?