Free Web NovelChapter 1475: Chapter 757: The Mature Rose (Part 2)
"What a hot babe! I wonder which lucky guy will get to hold her at night. Just look at those glorious curves. Oh, my God! That mature and alluring face, combined with those enchanting eyes that flash a bewitching gaze—how can any man resist her?" Qing Shui whispered.
Then, Qingzi shared the stage with a slender yet voluptuous member of the Feng Clan. Her hands held two glowing chakras.
Qingzi’s choice of weapon really surprised Qing Shui. That was because the weapon Qingzi chose was actually a silver axe that was highly similar to Qingzi! Its width was about one-third of a human body, completely covering the chest and abdomen.
Qing Shui estimated the weapon’s weight to be around 150 jin. The impressive axe also exerted significant psychological pressure, causing opponents to panic slightly at the sight of such a huge weapon. Shortly afterwards, the duel commenced.
It was only after they announced their names that Qing Shui realized the girl from the Feng Clan using two chakras as weapons was named Feng Yanfei.
After their first exchange, Qing Shui could confidently say that victory would go to Qingzi, barring any unexpected events. As he expected, Qingzi was far from ordinary. Watching his way of wielding the large axe was like seeing a swallow fly through the sky—no sign of clumsiness typically associated with using such a clunky weapon. His insight into axe techniques had surpassed a realm most ordinary people cannot reach!
In contrast, Lan Yanfei faced a slightly tougher situation. As a woman, her strength was unmatched. If not for her exceptional agility, she would have been defeated by Qingzi long ago.
Qingzi calmly executed his moves with not a trace of haste. If he was overly eager to win, Feng Yanfei might find an opportunity to exploit his carelessness. In terms of power and attack speed, Qingzi maintained composure, executing each strike to perfection.
"Brother Qingzi, I admit my defeat. Thank you for showing mercy!" Feng Yanfei said calmly and gracefully, retreating while gazing at Qingzi with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
"Thank you for letting me win!" Qingzi smiled kindly.
"I wish Brother Qingzi luck in the next battle. If you have the time, this little sister would like to exchange more pointers with you." Feng Yanfei said shyly as she turned and walked off the stage.
The audience let out catlike "Oh~~" sounds.
"That damn brat actually felt romantic stirrings during the match." The beautiful leader of the Feng Family Sect chuckled gently. She then glanced at Qing Luo, who smiled with joy and nodded slightly in the Feng Sect leader’s direction.
As the competition continued, Qingzi faced another opponent. It wasn’t until then that he realized Qingzi did show mercy when facing Feng Yanfei.
The powerful giant axe swept through the entire arena like a tornado. Faced with this challenge, few grade 8 Martial Arts Warriors could last beyond 10 blows. Humans tend to lean towards those with strength! Especially when such explosive power is unleashed, it’s an extremely spectacular sight. Although the current power level of Qingzi is far from tyrannical, it was enough for the audience to see him with renewed respect.
Qing Luo’s smile never faded from his face. Qing Hu, Qing Bei, and now Qingzi—all made his eyes shine with pride, setting an example for the third generation. In contrast, Lan Yu from the Lan Family and the middle-aged man from the same clan shook their heads in despair. Especially Lan Yu, the talented young beauty of the Lan Family actually lost to a girl two years younger than her. Not to mention now, the Lan Family members dispatched against Qingzi were ruthlessly crushed.
It was as if Qingzi temporarily possessed Divine Power. His sturdy body erupted with fierce strength. He resembled a valiant General slaughtering enemies to defend his country. As captivated gazes lingered on his muscular frame, many got lost in admiration.
Which maiden wouldn’t want such a husband? Watching Qingzi’s kind smile, loud praises, and the excited screams of teenage girls continuously resonated from below the stage.
"The world is crazy!" Qing Shui shook his head while observing the audience.
When grade 9 Martial Arts Warrior Tong Gang ascended the arena platform with a green steel sword, suddenly silence fell. Qing Shui surveyed the audience because he knew swords are the universally popular weapon of choice in the Nine Continents world. Indeed, more than half the audience were sword bearers.
Clashing with someone of a higher cultivation level than him, Qingzi’s previously displayed speed and ferocity started to decline. The gap between cultivation levels was evident, and strength level differences were very noticeable. A one-grade difference equates to the gap of a massive canal, making it severely difficult for cultivators to cross. Of course, some Middle Cultivators can defeat higher-level ones, but its occurrence rate could be compared to a Phoenix’s feather and giraffe’s horn. Such events are extremely rare.
Tong Gang’s green steel sword unleashed a series of enormous waves, comparable to the sea. Each time the sword clashed with the axe, the first wave of sword strike energy blocked Qingzi’s giant axe, while the second wave, similar in power, immediately advanced towards Qingzi.
Eventually, after defending for a while, Qingzi’s energy reserves gradually depleted, and he was ultimately defeated. However, as Qingzi left the stage, he received encouraging applause and cheers, earning the audience’s respect.
The competition continued with Feng Xishui defeating Tong Gang, but ultimately conceding to Lan Ye. They were both sword users, but after observing their fight, Qing Shui scoffed disdainfully. No matter how he watched, he found the sword strikes displayed by those grade 9 Martial Arts Warriors from other clans simply appalling. Their swords were too slow and rigid.
The final challenger for Lan Ye was Qing Clan’s genius Qing Youu. Watching Qing Youu, Qing Shui couldn’t help but gasp. Qing Youu’s body was sturdy, especially his back and waist, comparable respectively to a tiger and a bear. His biceps were particularly large, at least 30% bigger than Qingzi’s. He chose two sets of massive hammers as his weapon, each of which equaled the size of Qingzi’s silver axe. The hammers were extremely mysterious; one could not discern what material was used to make them, glowing under the dim black light.
Even the spectators were dumbfounded, what... the power levels of the Qing family’s third generation were simply insane! Does everyone need to use such colossal weapons?
Qingzi and Qing Youu are both sons of Qing Jiang, meaning they are blood brothers!
As a grade 10 Martial Arts Warrior, Qing Youu executed a move with just two massive hammers, then booted Lan Ye out of the arena. He wielded the two hammers, flying towards Lan Ye like a spinning top. The hammer blows were so rapid that no opening was left, coordinated so well that even the wind couldn’t penetrate them.
At this point, smiles appeared on Qing Clan faces. One strike... just one strike, and Qing Youu forced Lan Ye out of the competition. When Qing Youu attacked him, he even retreated. If it weren’t for him, even though he was a grade 9 samurai, Lan Ye would have been crushed between the twin hammers.
After a brief silence, the crowd erupted with frenzied cheers and applause. Qing Youu stood on stage, his face brimming with cunning like a goblin. With that huge frame, he exudes devilish charm as teenage girls excitedly scream in recognition below the stage.
However, afterward, a familiar face Qing Shui knew appeared on stage, coldly shouting: "I want to fight too!"
"Bo Fan, stop talking nonsense." Situ Nantian said indifferently.
"Fine, since Bo Fan has stepped into the arena, let the youngsters have fun together!" Lan Yu laughed.
"Hmm, since Brother Lan said so... what about the rest?" Situ Nantian looked at the judges for consultation.
After finding this situation fairly common, the other judges quickly agreed.
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