Never in his life had Liu Jianxin been so excited.
He suddenly understood why those fools clung so stubbornly to chivalry. Turning the tide, facing an army alone, saving every righteous soul in the Rivers and Lakes-it truly felt wonderful.
This joy was different from the pleasure of betraying his sworn brother, selling out his friends, and climbing step by step to the top.
It seemed grander, more sacred.
His sword heart surged, his sword aura brimmed.
With one sword in hand, Liu Jianxin stood in the center of the arena.
At that moment, most people expected him to die. Yet the sword aura radiating from him made them feel a certain...
Indescribable fear.
"An ant trying to topple a tree. You nameless whelp, did killing a few Outlaws make you think you could stand at the pinnacle of the Rivers and Lakes?"
The abbot spoke coldly.
Liu Jianxin said:
"I hope you keep your word. If we win the next six matches, you'll have to obey my commands."
The crowd below burst into mocking laughter. The abbot pressed his palms together.
"You truly don't know your place. Take this palm strike!"
Great Strength Diamond Palm was fierce and domineering. In sheer power, it ranked below only Dragon-Subduing Divine Palm, and few in all the Rivers and Lakes dared face it head-on.
Liu Jianxin was terrified. Seeing a palm strike laden with terrifying internal energy roar toward him on a cutting gust...
His first thought was whether he should drop his sword and surrender.
There's no shame in staying alive.
But the next instant, he remembered that these bastards were just like him. None of them treated the Rivers and Lakes as a game of make-believe.
They were all equally despicable and shameless.
In their place, he would certainly eliminate