Xiao Chen: Junior Brother Jin Gang, Thank You for Giving Me a Chance to Use My Ultimate Art

Clang!

Xiao Chen swung his sword backhand, easily neutralizing Jin Gang's Peerless Fist. He looked at Jin Gang calmly and asked:

"Another Vajra Talisman?"

When Jin Gang saw that his attack had missed, he did not rush to attack again. That punch had only been a probe; he had not even used fist force.

But he could now be certain of his earlier guess: Xiao Chen only knew that one move.

"Of course not. A mere Vajra Talisman and my Golden Bell Shield combined couldn't withstand more than a few blows from your sword.

"And your sword is faster than my fists. A low-level trick like that would never be able to hit you."

Xiao Chen's expression did not change in the slightest when he heard this. His eyebrows moved slightly, and a look of realization appeared on his face.

"In that case, you're using a Talisman Treasure."

As soon as he said that, everyone present cried out in surprise.

"Senior Brother Jin Gang actually used a Talisman Treasure! It looks like Senior Brother Xiao is in dire straits this time."

"Not necessarily. A Talisman Treasure can be replenished with energy again and again, making it equivalent to a hundred Vajra Talismans. But as long as Senior Brother Xiao can use his ultimate art to exhaust the energy in it, he can break through Senior Brother Jin Gang's defenses."

"Easy for you to say. Senior Brother Xiao is only a Dao Foundation Second Layer cultivator. Even if a True Fate Realm cultivator came, breaking a Talisman Treasure wouldn't be something they could do in a short while."

"..."

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Jin Gang's lips curved up slightly. "That's right, I am using a Talisman Treasure. Senior Brother Xiao, if you can break through my defenses, the top spot in this outer sect tournament is yours for sure. But if you can't, your legend ends here!"

"Is that so? Today, I'll see just how hard that turtle shell of yours is!"

As Xiao Chen spoke, he swung his sword again.

Seeing this, Jin Gang continued gathering strength, looking as if he were daring Xiao Chen to come at him.

After Xiao Chen brought his sword down, Jin Gang quickly counterattacked, intending to use this tactic to wear down Xiao Chen's spiritual power.

Once Xiao Chen's spiritual power was exhausted, his chance to strike back would come.

The disciples below the arena stared dumbfounded.

No one had expected Senior Brother Jin Gang, who had always been known for his fierce and forceful style, to choose such a shameless way of fighting.

In the stands.

The big shots wore varying expressions as they listened to the two men's conversation.

The head of the Body Cultivation Institute burst out laughing. "Jin Gang truly is the outer institute's most outstanding disciple in the past hundred years. Not only is his talent extraordinary, but his brains work exceptionally well too!"

In the past, people from the other seven institutes had always said the Body Cultivation Institute was nothing but a bunch of sturdy bodies with no brains.

Now who would dare say the people of the Body Cultivation Institute had no brains?

If he had no brains, could he have come up with such a perfect countermeasure?

"Hmph!"

The head of the Beast Taming Institute snorted coldly. "He's actually using a Talisman Treasure in the tournament, and you have the nerve to brag about it."

The head of the Body Cultivation Institute did not care in the least. He turned his head away, refusing to look at the other man.

Only the Profound Fire Pill King and a few others turned their gazes to Chu Feng.

Seeing that the lad was still sitting there, calm and carefree, leisurely drinking his tea, they were suddenly at a loss for words.

The lad had completely given up.

His own disciple was caught in an anxious battle, yet he acted as though nothing were happening.

The Profound Fire Pill King smiled. "Little Feng, your disciple is about to lose."

Chu Feng shrugged. "Who says? Xiao Chen is just warming up. Once he's finished, Jin Gang is bound to lose."

???

The big shots present were people who saw in all directions and heard everything around them, so naturally, every word reached their ears.

Hearing Chu Feng's words, everyone wore a baffled Black man question mark expression.

"Little Feng, you aren't bluffing us again, are you?"

Naturally, the Profound Fire Pill King did not believe him.

Chu Feng took a sip of tea. After savoring it with a look of lingering appreciation, he slowly said, "Don't be impatient, Senior. The winner will be decided before long."

In the arena.

Xiao Chen and Jin Gang were still exchanging blows.

Even faced with Jin Gang's turtle shell, he remained as calm and unruffled as ever. He had not even moved his feet.

And every time Jin Gang counterattacked, he neutralized the force of the punch with the least possible effort.

After the two had exchanged dozens of moves back and forth.

Xiao Chen broke through one of Jin Gang's punches with a sword strike and said with a smile, "Thank you, Junior Brother Jin Gang."

???

Jin Gang and everyone watching outside the arena froze.

"Senior Brother Xiao, you don't think you can distract me that way, do you? This is a Talisman Treasure, not a Golden Bell Shield. Even if I stand here talking to you, it won't switch off on its own."

Jin Gang spoke with a smile.

"I know."

Xiao Chen slowly raised the sword in his hand. "Ever since I comprehended the sword at the Miscellaneous Dao Institute, no one has ever been able to force out my true strength. Even a True Fate Realm demonic beast would take two or three sword strikes at most.

"Today, I finally have a chance to use the Miscellaneous Dao Institute's supreme ultimate art."

What the hell?

What kind of joke was this?

Did the Miscellaneous Dao Institute have an ultimate art?

Everyone, including Jin Gang, was questioning their lives after hearing this.

Only Chu Feng held his teacup, looking utterly speechless. Does this lad think Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin is an ultimate art of the Miscellaneous Dao Institute?

In the instant everyone stood stunned, Xiao Chen leaped into the air, made a graceful turn, and swung the sword in his hand.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!!!"

The swords followed his words!

Countless strands of Sword Qi burst from Xiao Chen and fell toward Jin Gang like raindrops.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Every sword strike rang out as it landed on the Talisman Treasure.

The Talisman Treasure on Jin Gang was being rapidly depleted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The golden light around him gradually dimmed.

Outside the arena, silence reigned.

Everyone present froze where they stood, staring at the scene before them in astonishment.

The Sword Martial King was the first to leap to his feet in shock. "What cultivation technique is that?"

Cao Youqian collapsed to the ground. "It's over, it's over! The Miscellaneous Dao Institute's ultimate art is actually this terrifying!"

Chu Feng: That was enough to shock you?

The crowd of onlookers: w(ﾟДﾟ)w.

Boom!

With a thunderous bang.

The energy in Jin Gang's Talisman Treasure ran out.

But the Sword Qi in the sky had not yet dispersed. He was so frightened that he forgot to use his Golden Bell Shield for defense and simply shouted on instinct.

"Master, save me!"

Only when he heard this did the referee beside the arena remember his actual job. He hurriedly jumped into the arena and thrust out a palm, dispersing the Sword Qi that had yet to strike Jin Gang.

But even with the referee's intervention, Jin Gang was still hit by several strands of Sword Qi.

Fortunately, none of these sword auras struck Jin Gang's vital points. Though covered in blood, he remained standing there in a daze, staring in disbelief at Xiao Chen, who had just landed.

Across from him, Xiao Chen held his longsword without saying another word. That last move had also consumed a considerable amount of his spiritual power.

I'm still not strong enough. Just a hundred strands of Sword Qi and I'm already close to exhaustion.

Seeing that Xiao Chen had stopped as well, the referee immediately announced in a loud voice, "The winner of this battle is Xiao Chen. Jin Gang, do you have any objections?"

Only then did Jin Gang come to his senses. Recalling the scene just now, he still felt lingering fear and said dejectedly, "This disciple admits defeat wholeheartedly and has no objections!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar like a mountain crying out and a sea surging erupted beneath the arena...