Chapter 1082: Chapter 410: Truly Deserving
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Chu Xisheng glanced at the sky afar, but he didn’t care.
Once again, he lowered his head, his gaze cold as he looked at God Demon Saber Lord Wan Jiansheng.
"Your master said I won, but this life-and-death duel is between you and me; his words don’t count. However, in respect to your master, I’m willing to give you a chance. Wan Jiansheng, do you concede defeat?"
"Kill!"
God Demon Saber Lord Wan Jiansheng coughed blood, his eyes bloodshot, muscles continuing to swell, and even threads of blood-colored lines appeared outside his body.
In the clouded sky, Demon Flow Blade Lord Zhuang Yan was furious, veins bulging out from the hand holding the blade.
This Chu Xisheng, is simply killing the heart!
He wants to completely destroy Wan Jiansheng’s Dao heart!
Yet Wan Jiansheng’s situation alarmed him more.
At this moment, Wan Jiansheng’s human clan bloodline already showed signs of collapsing.
While he could still forcefully exert power, he could never maintain the balance of his inner bloodline again.
Sword Qi Xiao Xin Cang Hai Stone sensed the harsh and chilling aura from the side of Demon Flow Blade Lord Zhuang Yan, slightly shook his head, eyes showing disdain: "Brother Zhuang, you’re wrong in this. Accepting defeat willingly is a principle even a rustic farmer understands. Since you lost, why not simply concede? Back when I lost to you, I didn’t say anything either. Those who were defeated by Wan Jiansheng also admitted defeat willingly, didn’t they?
Why is it that when it’s your disciple, you can’t stand to lose?"
Zhuang Yan’s eyes looked dark, yet he ultimately didn’t act.
He watched Wan Jiansheng’s struggle below in a miserable state, sighed internally again, veins rising as he held the blade, "Jiansheng, concede! You indeed lost, insisting is pointless."
Wan Jiansheng half-kneeled on the ground, eyes filled with fury and unwillingness as he met Chu Xisheng’s gaze.
The indifference and disdain in the opponent’s eyes made the fire of anger inside him burn even fiercer.
At this moment, he profoundly understood the feelings of those who were defeated by him back then.
Wan Jiansheng couldn’t bear being looked down upon and treated like an ant!
"Roar!"
Wan Jiansheng let out a beast-like growl, the flames around him burned more violently and fiercely.
Several times he tried to stand up but was suppressed by Chu Xisheng’s divine thought and sword intent.
Wan Jiansheng tried several times to regroup his sword intent, but the Taotie shape always got shattered right as it formed.
Wan Jiansheng not only failed, but fragments of flesh exploded, blood mist flying.
"It’s useless!"
Chu Xisheng pressed his hand on the blade, smiling slightly.
No matter how ferocious and cruel Wan Jiansheng’s gaze became, like a fierce ancient beast ready to devour people, he didn’t shy away.
"If this is your last struggle, then it’s too weak!"
Wan Jiansheng’s neck instantly thickened a whole circle, the fiercely trembling veins made one worry that those blood vessels would burst at any moment.
"Concede!"
The blade king in the sky suddenly snorted coldly, intensifying his tone: "Jiansheng, do you want to destroy yourself? What for? Defeated is defeated, don’t make your master look down on you."
Wan Jiansheng froze upon hearing that, his full body aura halted.
Then he deflated like a punctured balloon, his swollen muscles instantly returned to their original form.
His Qi Blood True Essence also instantly transformed from flourishing to declining, unable to recover anymore,
Wan Jiansheng still stared at Chu Xisheng, yet his face looked ashen, with eyes dark and dull.
"I concede!"
Not only did his whole person seem lifeless, but his voice was also low and husky, devoid of any vitality.
Chu Xisheng slightly raised his eyebrows, feeling a trace of regret.
If Wan Jiansheng continued to hold on, without unsheathing the blade, Wan Jiansheng would collapse due to the breakdown of his bloodline.
But looking at Wan Jiansheng’s current appearance, he should be considered ruined?
Chu Xisheng’s expression remained calm, raising a hand in salute: "You concede!"
Then with a light and graceful motion, he drifted backward, the ’Nine Wheel Sword Box’ unfurled with a rustling sound, forming into a sword boat shape, supporting his body.
Chu Xisheng then respectfully bowed to the surrounding Jianghu martial artists: "I assume everyone is here for Chu? It is said that distant visitors are guests. Although Chu is unable to accompany personally due to cultivation, I can offer you some convenience.
Starting today, at any inn near the foot of the mountain, you only need to mention Chu’s name for free lodging and meals for ten days. If anyone lacks money, you may obtain travel expenses from the shopkeeper, all charged to my account. Later, my household Daoist will personally visit, presenting you with some small gifts. They are local specialties, don’t be offended!"
He always remembered a saying from modern times, Jianghu is not just about fighting but also human relationships.
Most Martial Cultivators at the mountain gate felt overwhelmed with surprise upon hearing the words, nervously and respectfully saluting back.
"We dare not!"
"Blade Lord is too courteous!"
"The Blade Lord’s domineering body is formidable, Wu is impressed!"
"Winning without a move, today’s Blade Lord truly opened our eyes!"
Many among them actually came just to lose.
Some arrived with malicious hopes of seeing Chu Xisheng’s downfall.
Yet at this moment, Chu Xisheng’s humble openness and magnanimity sincerely earned their admiration.
——This is the Blood Vengeance Saint Transmission of Formless Divine Sect!
It is the Infinite Blade Lord who forced God Demon Saber Lord Wan Jiansheng to kneel and concede without drawing a blade!
Perhaps in a few years, this figure will ascend to the top ten of the Heavenly List like Dominating Martial King.
Even possibly becoming invincible like Blood Vengeance Blade Lord!