At that moment, many Mighty Experts could not help cursing aloud!
They had thrown away every last shred of shame!
Just moments earlier, Guangchengzi and the others had acted as though they were perfectly justified, speaking with righteous conviction as they sought to take the God-Slaying Spear under a legitimate pretext.
Now, however, seeing that they could not defeat Gu Changqing, they had plainly resorted to outright plunder.
Taking advantage of the moment after Gu Changqing struck, before he could muster another attack, Yu Ding Zhenren had suddenly made his move to snatch the God-Slaying Spear.
Such tactics were utterly despicable, beneath contempt!
Yet Gu Changqing's expression did not change in the slightest.
Even his original smile did not fade one bit.
It was as though he had anticipated everything that had suddenly unfolded.
Seeing Yu Ding Zhenren about to vanish high into the sky, all the onlookers grew desperately anxious.
Gu Changqing, however, leisurely swallowed another mouthful of fine wine.
Then he said mildly:
"Heh, Senior Brother Yu Ding, where is your martial honor?!"
"We have yet to decide the winner, yet you're already so impatient."
"You deserve punishment... hic... punishment!"
As he spoke, Gu Changqing lightly pinched his fingertips together, plucking something from a distance.
An utterly ordinary blade of grass flew into the air, sharp as a sword.
Then Gu Changqing swept his hand.
A green gleam shot forth, tearing through the void, swift as lightning as it hurtled toward Yu Ding Zhenren with unstoppable force.
A single blade of grass could cleave the sun, moon, and stars!
Gu Changqing's mastery of the Sword Dao had naturally reached such a realm long ago, honed to utter perfection.
It all happened in the flash of a spark.
Before the onlookers could react, an agonizing scream rang out.
"Aah..."