Looking again at Sun Jian in the distance, he was somewhat different from Xiao Hua. Seeing the phantom of the monstrous insect pounce, he fiercely swept the Three-Pointed, Double-Edged Blade in his hand, cleaving straight at it. To everyone's surprise, the phantom actually split into two at the blade's tip! Yet before the mockery at the corner of Sun Jian's mouth could emerge, the two phantoms transformed into two separate shadows, their momentum unabated as they continued lunging toward Sun Jian's physical body!
"Hmph..." Sun Jian sneered again and did not dodge at all. Golden light flowed around his body like a mountain of gold. When the phantoms plunged into that golden light, they let out a crackling hiss and were melted away by more than half in moments!
"Roar..." The monstrous insect finally let out a roaring shriek. The phantoms transformed into a swirling gale, and before Sun Jian could press his attack and rush close to the insect's body, the suction from that crescent-moon-shaped depression intensified once more!
"Since you're so greedy, then eat your fill!" Seeming to have thought of something, Sun Jian raised his hands and feet, and Vast Righteous Qi transformed into pillars of energy that blasted down at the monstrous insect. The enormous thunderous roars even made Xiao Hua turn his head! He truly had not expected the fists and kicks of Confucian cultivators to reach such a level.
"Sun Jian!! The military school of Confucian cultivation... seemed to have been founded by old master Sun Wu, hadn't it? According to Fu Zhiwen, Confucian scholars could command wind and clouds with their words, while warriors of the military school could likewise stir up wind and clouds with their fists and feet. This Sun Jian might very well be a descendant of the military school!"