Men, What Matters Most Is Being Handsome!

Chapter 47: Men, What Matters Most Is Being Handsome!

"I do not seek Zhuxian, only to slay ghosts and gods!"

As the white-robed youth gave a clear shout.

In an instant!

An unstoppable Sword Intent erupted violently, soaring into the sky and piercing the clouds!

The True Art of Slaying Ghosts and Gods?

This was the True Art of Slaying Ghosts and Gods!!

The Peak Masters atop the high platform were all startled.

Master Shuiyue even rose directly to her feet, her beautiful eyes fixed tightly on the white-robed youth in the arena, on the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand...

The stunning Daoist nun murmured in a daze, "Slaying Ghosts and Gods, the Dragon Slaying Sword, Senior Brother Wan..."

For a moment, the white-robed youth in the arena overlapped once more with the figure in her memories.

They were so alike.

At that moment, Su Ru and Tian Buyi were equally shocked.

The husband and wife exchanged a glance, each seeing astonishment in the other's eyes.

Slaying Ghosts and Gods?

When had Old Seven mastered Slaying Ghosts and Gods?!

The Peak Masters of Fenghui Peak, Luoxia Peak, and Chaoyang Peak—all except True Master Daoxuan and Cangsong Daoist—wore expressions of shock.

Slaying Ghosts and Gods...

It seemed to have been lost for three hundred years, hadn't it?

The last person to use this Sword Technique had been Senior Brother Wan, the one who had led them into the Demonic Sect's headquarters.

"Waaah..."

Although Cangsong Daoist had long known that Ji Changfeng had mastered Slaying Ghosts and Gods, witnessing the peerless elegance of the youth in the arena with his own eyes still made tears stream down his aged face.

Clad in white, wielding the Dragon Slaying Sword—he did not seek Zhuxian, only to slay ghosts and gods...

"Senior Brother Wan!" Cangsong Daoist wept aloud.

Others thought he was mourning the Wan Jianyi of old.

But that was not the case.

He had simply been moved to tears by how handsome Ji Changfeng was.

Nephew Changfeng has the bearing of Immortal Ascension!

Master Shuiyue gently raised a hand toward the arena, as though she wanted to touch that youth...

The cold Daoist nun's ascetic face had long since fallen into a complete daze. Had this not been a critical moment in the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament, she would have wanted to rush up and cling tightly to the youth, demanding to know where he had learned Slaying Ghosts and Gods...

Rumble—

Enormous Sword Qi surged into the heavens.

Like a streak of Rainbow Light.

The Qingyun Disciples around the arena were instantly struck dumb with shock.

"What Sword Technique is this? Could it be another one Senior Brother Ji created himself?!"

"No, no!"

"I do not seek Zhuxian, only to slay ghosts and gods! This is the True Art of Slaying Ghosts and Gods, one of the Qingyun Sect's four great Sword Techniques. It is said to have been lost for more than three hundred years..."

"Who would have thought that we would witness this Sword Technique return to the world today?!"

"What a blessing in life!"

The surrounding disciples broke into heated discussion.

Rumble—

In the arena, the massive sword light flashed past.

Sword Qi cut through the air.

It shattered one ice spike after another.

Then it slashed without hesitation toward Qi Hao.

At the sight of this.

Qi Hao was immediately horrified.

He hastily raised the Cold Ice Sword and conjured an ice wall before himself, hoping to use it to block the Sword Qi.

Bang—

In the end, the Sword Qi cleaved through the ice wall.

He sent Qi Hao flying on the spot.

That was only because Ji Changfeng had held back a little.

He had probably used only thirty percent of his strength.

Otherwise...

He was afraid he might split Qi Hao in two with a single strike.

"Bang—"

Qi Hao was blasted away by the remaining Sword Qi.

The lingering force knocked him unconscious on the spot.

He lay on the ground like a corpse.

But at this moment, no one paid attention to him.

Because everyone's gaze had been drawn to the white-clad figure on the arena.

The disciples were watching him, and the Peak Masters were watching him as well.

His own master even wished he could rush up and kowtow to him twice on the spot. How could he spare any attention for this disciple of his?!

"Ji Changfeng..." Tian Ling'er's lively eyes flickered as she gazed at that white-clad back, her eyes brimming with wonder.

Her filial affection had changed.

A strange feeling continued to take root deep within her heart.

Not far away, Lu Xueqi stared blankly at the white-clad figure.

Once again, she recalled yesterday's match. That embrace had been so warm, so reassuring...

At this moment, in Lu Xueqi's eyes and heart, there was only him.

On the arena, Ji Changfeng calmly sheathed his sword.

He did not turn around, nor did he look at anyone.

Instead, he raised his head at a forty-five-degree angle to the sky, standing with his hands behind his back as he calmly waited for the Arena Guardian Elder to announce the result of the match.

As he always said, for a man, the most important thing was being handsome!

A confident turn-around?

No such thing!

If you were confident, there was no need to turn around!

On the high platform, the Peak Masters had all fallen completely silent.

Tian Buyi looked at Cangsong Daoist and said in a deep voice, "Cangsong, what exactly is going on? How did Old Seven master Slaying Ghosts and Gods?!"

He had initially thought Cangsong had given Dragon Slayer to Ji Changfeng because Ji Changfeng bore some resemblance to Wan Jianyi, but now it seemed...

there appeared to be another reason?!

Su Ru, Master Shuiyue, and the others all turned their gazes toward him.

Cangsong Daoist sneered. He glanced at Tian Buyi and said with a smile, "Hehe~ Aren't you Changfeng's master? How is it that you know nothing?"

"You..." Tian Buyi immediately flew into a rage.

"Enough." True Master Daoxuan calmly stroked his beard and explained:

"Nephew Changfeng possesses exceptional comprehension. When I had him come to Tongtian Peak, I showed him the cultivation method for Slaying Ghosts and Gods. I never expected him to actually master it..."

As soon as those words were spoken, Shang Zhengliang, Tianyun Daoist, Zeng Shuchang, and the others remained somewhat doubtful.

After all, the True Art of Slaying Ghosts and Gods was not something one could learn merely by looking over its cultivation method once. Someone had to impart its true essence before it could possibly be mastered...

But while they did not believe it, Tian Buyi and the others did.

Master Shuiyue and Su Ru had personally witnessed the birth of the peerless sword technique Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate. They knew perfectly well what level Ji Changfeng's comprehension had reached.

Thus, something as absurd as mastering Slaying Ghosts and Gods after seeing its cultivation method only once?!

For Ji Changfeng...

This really could happen!!

Master Shuiyue stared blankly at Ji Changfeng, no one knew what she was thinking, but...

At this moment, her eyes held only the figure of that white-clad youth!

On the arena stage.

Ji Changfeng still stood with his hands clasped behind his back.

The Arena Guardian Elder, who had been dazed for a long while, finally came to his senses. He hurriedly tapped the bronze bell, jolting everyone awake:

"Dong!!"

"The champion of this Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament is—"

"Dazhu Peak's Ji Changfeng!"

The moment his words fell.

Everyone around them erupted into cheers.

"Senior Brother Ji!"

"Senior Brother Ji!!"

Among the crowd, Zeng Shushu shouted the loudest.

He stared at Ji Changfeng with fanatical eyes, looking every bit like an obsessed idol fan.

I, Zeng Shushu, hereby swear!

From this day onward, Senior Brother Ji would be my idol!

I would learn from Senior Brother Ji!

I would become as handsome as Senior Brother Ji too!