Xu Caichen: Fine, Let's Have a One-on-One Battle Between Real Men

"The sea tribe reveres the strong. Since you and I both claim to be Suxin's husbands, let's see whose fist is harder. The winner will marry Suxin. Do you dare to fight?"

The Qing Jinjiao said arrogantly, though he couldn't discern the scholar's cultivation level.

However, they had also done some preliminary investigations into Xu Caichen and learned that this mortal had not yet begun his cultivation ten years ago.

Even if he joined the Dao-Seeking Academy, how strong could he become in just ten short years?

The reason we can't see through his cultivation level is simply because he carries some kind of magical artifact.

In terms of magical treasures alone, the Dragon Clan is no less powerful than any major force.

Xu Caichen laughed and said, "Everyone says that the Qing Jinjiao Flood Dragon is extremely cruel and unreasonable. Only after seeing me today do I realize that this is all beyond the understanding of the world. Qing Jin is also a dragon of strong character. Very well, let us settle this matter with a battle. The loser will automatically annul the engagement."

A single sentence caused the Qing Jinjiao's expression to change repeatedly.

He sneered, "Kid, you've got guts. You're a real man, much better than those bookworms who only know how to talk. But I have to warn you beforehand, I won't hold back. If you lose, don't say I'm bullying you."

Xu Caichen said with a smile, "Of course, this is a battle between the two of us, and no one else is allowed to interfere."

"Alright, let's begin."

Qing Jinjiao spoke, he waved his hand, and the 100,000 shrimp soldiers and crab generals behind him instantly retreated a hundred steps.

Xu Caichen also took a step forward and floated towards the sea until he and the Qing Jinjiao reached the same position.

The sudden duel between the two surprised both the Hei Yanjiao and the Azure Flood Dragon Clan.

Hei Yanjiao thought to itself: Why are these two not playing by the rules? If Xu Caichen dies at the hands of Qing Jinjiao, I'll be in big trouble.

Inside the Azure Flood Dragon King's Palace.

Several old dragons, seeing this scene, began to chat leisurely.

"Qing Jin is still as belligerent as ever; he could easily intimidate people with his power."

"In my opinion, Qing Jin is planning to climb to the top by stepping on the geniuses of the Dao-Seeking Academy."

Was that scholar truly a prodigy?

"Wouldn't winning make you a prodigy?"

"Hahaha..."

In the middle of the sea, the Qing Jinjiao leaped off the sea monster's body, casually grabbed a trident, pointed it at Xu Caichen, and said, "Boy, I'll give you a chance to strike first, so you don't get caught without even getting a chance to make a move."

Xu Caichen calmly took out a sword from his storage ring and said with a smile, "Since this is a fair duel, why should I have to make the first move?"

As he finished speaking, he slowly drew his longsword, clang.

With a clang of the sword, he grasped a holy sword in his hand.

This sword is named Lord Heaven. It was found by Xu Caichen in the Desolate Ancient City. He was very fond of the gentlemanly aura contained in the sword, so he always carried it with him.

"Holy Sword, how do you have such a thing?"

The Qing Jinjiao changed its previous disdain, and its gaze towards Xu Caichen became more serious, but only slightly.

Xu Caichen smiled and said, "A gentleman carries a sword, which can be used in court and among the common people, and can also be used to point his sword at the world. It's quite normal for a scholar like me from the Dao-Seeking Academy to have a sacred sword, isn't it?"

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A huge question mark appeared above the heads of all the sea creatures present.

Hei Yanjiao almost drooled when he saw the sword. This kid is too rich. No wonder he is a disciple of Half-Saint.

Inside the carriage, Bing Yan glanced at Chu Feng Caichen her beautiful eyes upon hearing this. "Husband, I have truly learned a great deal from you."

Chu Feng smiled and said, "Of course, but I'm very curious, what kind of writing will he use to fight this battle?"

"Very good."

The Qing Jinjiao did not back down because of the sword in Xu Caichen's hand; on the contrary, it became even more excited.

"I thought this would be a boring battle, but I didn't expect you to have such a treasure. Today, I'll take the beauty and the holy sword. Make your move!"

With a loud shout, he drew his trident.

The moment that halberd was unleashed, the sea surged with immense power, its might capable of overturning rivers and seas!

Xu Caichen his sword like a brush, moving with effortless grace, and shouted, "Zhao guest with flowing tassels, Wu hook sword gleaming like frost and snow!"

Words become law, sword moves with poetry.

One sword, one sentence.

The sword light fell, the giant wave disappeared, and the halberd's power dissipated.

Xu Caichen felt something was missing. Completely ignoring the Qing Jinjiao opposite him, he took out a bottle of wine from his storage ring and took a big gulp.

This action undoubtedly angered the Qing Jinjiao opposite him, who roared, "Listening to the Waves of the Furious Sea!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Qing Jinjiao swung its trident once more.

This halberd strike unleashed a tornado of water thousands of feet high, with several more tornadoes coming from all directions, causing the seabed to tremble, determined to strangle this scholar who looked down on him.

The sea creatures watching the battle around them were on tenterhooks, and the same thought flashed through their minds: that scholar is doomed!

"A silver saddle shines on a white horse, swift as a shooting star."

Xu Caichen drew his sword again.

As soon as a poem was uttered, Dao Sword appeared, effortlessly deflecting the halberd strike.

Gulp

Xu Caichen took another sip. "Ah..."

He exhaled a breath, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and casually twirled his sword. "Ten steps, one kill; a thousand miles, no trace left."

Clang!

Another Dao Sword flew out, and the Qing Jinjiao Dragon quickly swung its halberd to block it.

A loud clang rang out.

The Qing Jinjiao was instantly sent flying backward, landing towards the Azure Flood Dragon King's Palace.

"Is that all?"

Seeing this, the Hei Yanjiao couldn't help but mutter to itself, subconsciously looking up at Xu Caichen floating in the sea. This kid is just too outrageous!

I want you dead!

A furious roar came from the Azure Flood Dragon King's Palace, followed by a four-clawed azure dragon flying out of the palace.

The golden patch on its head undoubtedly told the audience that it was the Qing Jinjiao.

Xu Caichen responded with only a poem and a sword strike.

"Having accomplished his task, he dusted off his clothes and departed, concealing his identity and name."

"Ah!"

The Qing Jinjiao let out a miserable scream. Everyone looked closely and saw a long sword wound on its mouth, from which blood was oozing.

That sword strike thoroughly enraged the Qing Jinjiao.

roar...

It let out a roar and spat out a stream of blue flame.

Xu Caichen continued to savor wine, compose poetry, and practice his swordplay.

"Though I die, my chivalrous spirit remains; I am worthy of being a hero in this world."

Xu Caichen's sword fell, the Qing Jinjiao was already covered in wounds, and even one of its claws had been cut off.

He took a sip of his wine and said calmly, "Qing Jin, you have lost."

These words seemed to have touched a nerve with the Qing Jinjiao, which dragged its wounded body away and flew off again, spewing out Long Yan.

Seeing this, Xu Caichen no longer held back and unleashed his final sword strike. "Who can write of your profound wisdom, my friend Scripture of Supreme Mystery?"

This sword strike was unlike any of the previous ones. The moment it was drawn, it emitted a dazzling light that blinded all the cultivators present.

Even the Qing Jinjiao regained its senses upon seeing this sword strike and instinctively cried out, "Father, save me!"