The Uncollectible Blade was short and tiny, like a miniature toy. The moment it was revealed, the bandits burst into uproarious laughter.
Jun Changxiao wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground. This was just too damn embarrassing.
Impossible, impossible.
A blade that required the Talisman of Seal Breaking to unseal could not possibly be so short and feeble. It had to possess something extraordinary!
As Jun Changxiao consoled himself, he pinched the hilt between two fingers and said with a cold gaze, "Hand over my sect's disciple obediently, and there is still room for negotiation. Otherwise, do not blame me for going on a killing spree in Black Wind Stockade!"
Even if it was embarrassing, he had to force himself to put on airs.
Still, holding a miniature blade like a toy made him look utterly ridiculous.
"A killing spree? With that blade?"
"Can that blade even cut a watermelon?"
"Take away part of the hilt, and if the remaining blade can cut an apple, that would already be impressive!"
"Pfft, hahaha!"
"No, my stomach hurts from laughing..."
Many bandits doubled over with laughter, nearly crying from it.
"Kid."
The four chieftains either clenched their fists or brandished their weapons as they approached step by step. "Are you risking your life just to make us laugh?"
"Huff!"
Jun Changxiao let out a breath. "Then let's call it a joke."
"Enough nonsense."
Zhou Tianba said impatiently, "Capture him quickly and search him for anything valuable."
"Yes!"
Having received the order, the four chieftains exchanged glances and charged forward together.
This time, their attacks covered most of the area. With Jun Changxiao forced into a corner, it was difficult for him to dodge.
Unless he rushed out of the grounds.
But there were several hundred bandits outside...
Jun Changxiao had no doubt that the instant his front foot stepped out, his back foot would be swallowed by the human tide, plunging him into an even more passive situation.
There was no other choice.
He could only use the Talisman of Seal Breaking.
Crack!
Just as the four chieftains were about to strike, Jun Changxiao sent his thoughts into the Spatial Ring and crushed the Talisman of Seal Breaking without hesitation.
Ding! The host has used Talisman of Seal Breaking ×1! Ding! The Uncollectible Blade's seal has been lifted!
As the system notifications sounded, Jun Changxiao distinctly felt Spiritual Energy emerging from the Uncollectible Blade clutched between his fingers.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
At that very moment, the four chieftains attacked from different directions. Some leaped into the air, some thrust out both fists, some swung their blades downward, and some brought down Wolf Tooth Maces.
The situation was hanging by a thread!
Trapped in danger, Jun Changxiao held the sheath between the fingers of his left hand and pinched the hilt with his right. His body bent halfway forward as he prayed for a miracle, yet still did not forget to put on airs as he said in a deep voice, "Bankai."
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
Light exploded across the Training Ground.
The intense radiance made it difficult for the bandits to open their eyes. Even Zhou Tianba, with his Martial Apprentice Cultivation, shut his eyes, surprise appearing on his face.
The light had suddenly flashed—could that inconspicuous little blade be a high-grade weapon?
As he pondered, the blinding light abruptly weakened. Zhou Tianba opened his eyes, only to suddenly discover something like a blade tip poised a finger's breadth before his nose.
It was not merely like a blade tip. It was a blade tip!
Zhou Tianba focused his gaze and followed the tip of the blade all the way back. He saw Jun Changxiao over forty meters away, gripping the hilt in one hand, while an exceedingly, unbelievably long... blade hung in the air between them!
Outside the Training Ground, all was silent.
More than two hundred people, more than two hundred pairs of eyes, stared from different angles at the blade extending from Jun Changxiao's hand all the way to the Great Chieftain's nose. Their expressions had completely frozen.
Where were the four chieftains who had attacked?
They lay scattered across the ground, their bodies either severed at the waist or chopped in half, blood mixed with mud.
All dead.
The moment Jun Changxiao drew his blade, they had already died beneath the forty-meter-long blade amid that flash of light.
"Gulp!"
Zhou Tianba swallowed, cold sweat seeping from his forehead. Both hands resting on the armrests trembled faintly.
The blade's length was not frightening. What was frightening was the point of cold light gathered at its tip, radiating an overwhelming pressure that made even breathing difficult!
He had no doubt that if Jun Changxiao took even a tiny step forward, his head would be effortlessly torn apart by the blade!
It was absolutely no ordinary item—at the very least, it was mid-grade!
In an instant, the Great Chieftain guessed the quality of the Uncollectible Blade. His heart began pounding faster, and terror filled his eyes.
The Second Chieftain and the others seated on either side wore expressions of horror. They did not dare act rashly; the blade was simply too long, and a single swing could cut them down.
"So this is the Uncollectible Blade..."
Jun Changxiao held the forty-meter greatblade in one hand, his expression rather splendid.
The Shouyuan weapon given by the system had not disappointed him after its seal was lifted. Its aura and power far surpassed the Low-grade Cold Edge Sword.
But wasn't this damn thing a little too long at forty meters?!
He had just complained it was too small, and now he complained it was too long. This fellow was truly hard to please.
Zhou Tianba, with the blade tip pressed before him, suppressed his fear and said, "Sect Leader Jun! Please put away your blade. We can talk this over properly!"
He was scared—truly scared!
Jun Changxiao said blandly, "Once my forty-meter blade is drawn, it is very difficult to sheathe it again, so..."
Whoosh!
With a flick of his wrist, the greatblade directly sliced off the Second Chieftain's head. "Give him a proper burial."
Thud!
The head rolled to the ground, its face still frozen in terror.
Jun Changxiao's slash had not been fast. Given the Second Chieftain's Cultivation, he should have been able to evade it. Why had he still been beheaded?
Because when the Uncollectible Blade struck, it locked onto the target in advance according to its wielder's intent, erupting with overwhelming pressure that made the target unable to move even a fraction.
In other words, the Second Chieftain had just been like an execution prisoner trussed up in every direction, able only to kneel with his neck outstretched and await the executioner's merciless stroke.
This was the Shouyuan weapon given by the system.
This was the Uncollectible Blade that could only be used after its seal was broken by the Talisman of Seal Breaking.
After testing the blade, Jun Changxiao said with satisfaction, "Powerful."
If the Second Chieftain had been killed earlier, the bandits would certainly have flown into a towering rage and charged forward without regard for their lives.
But now, they tacitly shrank back outside the Training Ground, deep horror written across their faces and profound terror radiating from their eyes!
A forty-meter greatblade!
If that fellow casually turned it, it would surely sweep across them and cut down a whole swath of people!
Who would dare go up? Who would dare charge?
If they did not go up or charge, could they avoid disaster falling upon them?
The answer was—no!
Whoosh!
Jun Changxiao swung his right hand, and the forty-meter greatblade cut out a Streamer. Like he had activated an invincible grass-cutting mode, it directly severed more than twenty bandits at the waist.
Bang!
The only two remaining chieftains seated on the chairs slammed their palms against the armrests and erupted with twelve-stage Cultivation as they charged in from both sides.
A weapon's length had both advantages and disadvantages. Long weapons excelled at long-range and group combat, but feared being approached at close quarters. The two seized the opening after Jun Changxiao attacked and rushed over, hoping to restrain him once they got close!
Useless.
Because Jun Changxiao merely turned back and glared at them, and the pressure erupting from the Uncollectible Blade swept over them like a crashing wave, freezing both of them in place in an instant.
Splurt!
Splurt!
Blade light flashed, and heads flew.
At this point, all eight minor leaders of Black Wind Stockade had perished. Only Zhou Tianba, the sole major leader, remained.
Whoosh!
Jun Changxiao raised the forty-meter greatblade upright and walked toward the raised platform step by step.
Because he had been locked onto, even though Zhou Tianba was a Martial Apprentice, he could not move an inch beneath the terrifying pressure. He could only watch Jun Changxiao in terror as he approached step by step like a demon.
Tap.
Jun Changxiao stepped onto the stairs with one foot, holding the Uncollectible Blade upright in one hand as he pointed toward the open area outside. "I'll let you run thirty-nine meters first."
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