I Haven't Read Much, Don't Try to Scare Me

As the Bearded Man spoke, a cold glint flashed in Jun Changxiao's eyes. He summoned the Cold Edge Sword and thrust it directly into the man's chest.

Three words: fast, ruthless, and accurate!

"Ninth Brother!"

The seven minor chieftains were incensed, their eyes filled with murderous intent!

Zhou Tianba's gaze grew increasingly frigid, and the spiritual energy gathering around his body began to boil.

"Great Chieftain."

Jun Changxiao remained calm and composed, saying, "Your subordinate interrupted, showing no sense of decorum. This Seat is helping you clean house today; you shouldn't have any objections, right?"

Kill my disciples?

Fine, then pay with the lives of your subordinates.

It must be said, as the sect leader of the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect, he was projecting immense dominance at this moment!

"Drip, drip."

Fresh blood flowed from the wound, splashing onto the floor drop by drop.

"Swish!"

Jun Changxiao withdrew his sword, and blood sprayed out in a torrent.

"You..."

The Bearded Man's expression was ferocious. He wanted to step forward and strike with his fist, but the intense pain from his heart and his fading consciousness made it impossible. Finally, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

A cultivator at the Meridian Opening Twelve Stages had been easily wiped out.

It was mainly because the Cold Edge Sword was too sharp, and Jun Changxiao's strike was so fast that the Bearded Man neither expected it nor could dodge it in time!

"Damn it!"

A bald chieftain charged over in three strides, gathering power in his fists as he roared, "You killed my Ninth Brother, pay with your life!"

"Stand down!"

Zhou Tianba said in a deep voice.

His voice carried a ripple of energy that vibrated through the air.

The attacking bald warrior stopped abruptly, dissipated the power in his fists, and retreated indignantly to his seat.

Such a powerful aura! Jun Changxiao was secretly shocked, simultaneously shelving the thought of drawing his sword again.

If Zhou Tianba hadn't intervened, he had plenty of ways to cut down the incoming Baldy Qiang.

Forget it.

I'll let you live a little longer.

"Clap, clap!"

Zhou Tianba clapped twice and smiled. "Sect Leader Jun's sword strike just now was fast and accurate, proving your exceptional swordsmanship. I am impressed, truly impressed!"

He killed his subordinate, yet he's still smiling?

Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and said indifferently, "Great Chieftain, you flatter me. My meager skills are only enough to bully your subordinates; if I faced a true expert, I would surely make a fool of myself."

When he said the word 'subordinates', he deliberately glanced at the other minor chieftains, clearly showing he didn't hold them in any regard.

"Crack!"

The chieftains gritted their teeth in rage, and the armrests of the chairs they were gripping were crushed into powder.

"Sect Leader Jun."

Zhou Tianba said with a forced smile, "Enough talk. I have thirty-one of your disciples here. Pay three thousand one hundred taels, and you can take them away."

No wonder he could hold back; it turns out he still wanted the money.

Jun Changxiao said, "I'll give you one hundred taels, I'll take my disciples, and all grievances between us will be settled."

"Bang!"

Zhou Tianba slammed his armrest, his gaze cold and sharp. "Jun Changxiao, I have given you enough face. Don't be ungrateful!"

He couldn't hold back his outburst anymore.

To be able to hold back until now before showing his fangs was no easy feat.

"Great Chieftain!"

The bald warrior stood up and roared, "Let the brothers kill him! We can just loot the money from his body anyway!"

"That's right!"

"Kill him and avenge our Ninth Brother!"

The other six chieftains also stood up, their eyes flashing with murderous intent and their fists glowing with energy.

They had disliked Jun Changxiao since he walked in, and now that he had killed the Ninth Chieftain, they were itching to skin him alive and avenge their brother.

"Kid."

Zhou Tianba's gaze was cold and sinister as he said, "Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Swish!"

He waved his right hand, signaling for them to attack.

"Thud, thud!"

The bald martial artist stepped forward once again. Just as he was about to strike, Jun Changxiao said calmly, "Great Chieftain, this place is too small. If we're going to fight, shouldn't we go outside?"

Zhou Tianba gave a cold, mocking laugh. "As you wish!"

Outside the main hall.

The Training Ground was covered in dirt.

Nearly two hundred bloodthirsty Mountain Bandits surrounded the area, each one glaring at Jun Changxiao with fierce, angry eyes.

Back at the Qingyang County venue, the Sect Leader had once been surrounded by disciples from two Eighth-rate sects. Now, facing several hundred, he felt quite like a lamb entering a pack of wolves.

"Kid."

The bald martial artist stood in the center of the arena, stripped off his upper garment, and revealed his sturdy muscles. "I let you live for a little while longer."

"Is that so?"

Jun Changxiao smiled indifferently.

"Damn it, that smile is so punchable!"

"Sixth Chieftain, kill this guy and avenge the Ninth Chieftain and our two fallen brothers!"

"Killing him is too easy; we should cut his tendons, hang him on the Pillar of the mountain stronghold, and let him bake in the sun for a few months!"

"Right! Exactly!"

The Mountain Bandits jeered.

They played these kinds of tricks often; otherwise, there wouldn't be so many shriveled corpses scattered around the area.

Zhou Tianba sat on a high chair outside the Training Ground and said calmly, "Old Six, this kid's strikes are extremely fast. Don't be careless."

The Sixth Chieftain took a small step forward with his right foot, his toes sinking half an inch into the dirt, and smiled sinisterly. "Great Chieftain, I will make him understand what 'fast' really means."

"This stance..."

"Could it be that the Sixth Chieftain is about to use the Seven Step Shadow Transformation!"

"That is a Mortal Grade Middle Stage movement technique! It is said that when mastered, the user moves so fast that one can only see a trail of shadows!"

"The Sixth Chieftain rarely uses it; being able to witness it today is truly a great fortune!"

As the Mountain Bandits exclaimed in surprise, they looked at Jun Changxiao with schadenfreude, thinking that once the Sixth Chieftain unleashed his movement technique, the kid would surely be beaten until he couldn't find north.

Gah!

Everyone's expressions turned blank.

Because, as they looked over, the Iron Bone Sect leader was stretching his legs, then stood up on his tiptoes, and kept shaking his head from side to side.

"What is this guy doing?"

"Is he having a seizure?"

"Hmph, in my opinion, he's just playing the fool!"

The martial artists of the Starfall Continent did not know that this was merely stretching his muscles and bones, performing a warm-up before the battle.

A moment later, the warm-up ended.

Jun Changxiao turned his body slightly, held his left hand in a half-fist, raised his right index finger, and gritted his teeth while lowering his voice. "I haven't read many books, don't you dare scare me!"

Gah.

The entire scene fell into dead silence.

Many Mountain Bandits looked at his bizarre posture and couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his brain.

"Damn it!"

The Sixth Chieftain cursed, "What does you not reading many books have to do with me!"

As he spoke, he rubbed his toes into the dirt, a cold, sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly lunged forward with a 'whoosh'.

One step, two steps, the devil's footsteps...

Pah, pah, pah.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps... seven steps! Just as the Sixth Chieftain lifted his foot to take the eighth step, the air behind him suddenly distorted, instantly manifesting a faint, ghostly shadow!

This was the Seven Step Shadow Transformation!

When a martial artist masters it, after seven steps, they condense residual shadows, and their speed increases several times over in an instant!

Sure enough.

As the Sixth Chieftain, trailing his phantom image, landed his eighth step, his body accelerated violently, rushing forward like a beam of light.

"So fast!"

Jun Changxiao's expression changed drastically.

At this moment, he could only see a series of residual shadows; he couldn't see Baldy Qiang at all!