Senior Brother, Open Fire on Me

At last, in the instant they exchanged blows, the spirit beast he had overlooked moved!

"Moo!!" A sneak attack! A black figure charged out from the side with incredible speed. Now that he was entangled with Chen Xun, he had no time to react at all.

"Ah, damn it!!!" Liu Tao's face twisted with grief and indignation, humiliation reaching its peak as Big Black Ox sent him tumbling out of the arena.

Chen Xun seemed unable to hold on any longer as well, collapsing onto Big Black Ox's back. Seeing this beneath the arena, Liu Tao froze, secretly admiring him. What formidable perseverance.

"Senior Brother... you let me win." Chen Xun weakly opened his eyes, revealing a faint smile.

"Junior Brother, you should tend to your injuries first. We can spar again next year." Liu Tao gave a cupped fist salute. In his heart, he had acknowledged this man. That battle had been thoroughly exhilarating, and he had gained some insight from it.

"Alright." Chen Xun returned the salute with difficulty and was carried down from the Combat Arena by Big Black Ox. Liu Tao even stepped forward and gave him a Healing Pill.

Chen Xun wept bitter tears, deeply moved as he grabbed Senior Brother Liu's hand. Liu Tao was greatly startled, and guilt actually surfaced in his eyes. He kept wondering whether he had made a move too heavily.

Several disciples nearby turned strange looks toward Liu Tao, as though Chen Xun had been the winner. Frightened, Liu Tao hurriedly fled, shaking his head the entire way.

After Half an Hour, Chen Xun led Big Black Ox over to the Foundation Establishment Elder and gave a cupped fist salute. "Elder, I wish to continue fighting."

"In your current condition, can you still fight?"

The elder frowned slightly. This disciple wore a straw hat riddled with holes, with disheveled strands of hair sticking out. He was covered in dust, and there were even bloodstains on his hands.

"I can." Chen Xun lowered his head and smiled, his eyes filled with stubborn resolve.

"Since you insist, it would not be right to deny your wish." The elder nodded faintly. There were quite a few disciples like this every year—one-track minds, but the ones who suffered losses were always themselves.

A stream of spiritual power activated Chen Xun's Yellow Talisman, making it glimmer with faint light. Chen Xun turned towards another arena, where his opponent for the second victory awaited.

Chen Xun staggered up onto the arena, startling his Qi Condensation Eighth Layer opponent. I didn't accidentally beat him to death, did I?

An hour later, a violent, furious roar came from the arena. "Junior Brother, can you still keep going or not?!!"

"Senior Brother... come on!!" Chen Xun growled lowly. His steps were unsteady, and another large hole had appeared in his straw hat, which was still smoking.

The Qi Condensation Eighth Layer disciple looked utterly miserable. You can keep going, but I'm fucking almost unable to hold on! What Qi Condensation Stage cultivator fights for an entire hour? Who has such abundant spiritual power?!

"Moo!!" Big Black Ox saw that the time had come, and a lewd glint appeared in his eyes. Black Ox Charge!

"Ah? A sneak attack?!" The man shrieked in alarm, drawing a beautiful arc through the air before landing steadily outside the arena. Chen Xun's third victory!

Chen Xun was also carried off on Big Black Ox's back toward the shade beneath a distant tree, seemingly severely wounded and on the verge of death.

Beneath the tree, Chen Xun woke up. He swayed as he leaned against the trunk, a smile appearing on his face.

"Moo?" Big Black Ox lay beside him as well, his huge mouth twitching nonstop.

"I brought them, I brought them. Don't rush." Chen Xun took off his straw hat. His hair had become a wild explosion, and his body was covered in wounds.

Big Black Ox kept licking Chen Xun's injuries with his tongue. Chen Xun patted his ox head and took out medicine from his Storage Bag. "They're only superficial wounds. It's nothing serious."

"Moo~" Big Black Ox still looked at Chen Xun with concern. Back in Small Mountain Village, they had often been injured, but this was a battle of magic. One careless mistake could cost a life.

"Hehe, I learned quite a lot of medical skills from Teacher Ning. What do these little injuries amount to?"

Chen Xun said it carelessly. As long as they were not internal injuries, applying medicinal ointment would heal them in a few days without even leaving scars.

"Their spiritual power is limited. They can't afford to wear us down. If we truly used our spells, they wouldn't survive."

Chen Xun smiled faintly. He quite liked these junior brothers and junior sisters.

"Moo~" Big Black Ox nodded. That was indeed true. Their spells were far too terrifying. If they truly used them, it would be death or grievous injury.

"Winning around six matches should be enough. If we win another three tomorrow, we can get those 500 Contribution Points."

"Moo~~" Big Black Ox rubbed against Chen Xun, his eyes filled with delight.

Chen Xun took out melon seeds from his Storage Bag, and he and Big Black Ox began eating them together as they watched the various Combat Arenas. The place was packed, and the sounds of fierce battle rang out without end.

The next day, Chen Xun was full of energy, while his opponents grew stronger and stronger. Yet no matter how flashy their spells were, they still required spiritual power to sustain them.

Chen Xun began his path of torment. Arena battles started at an hour each; no matter who came, it made no difference. He simply tormented them relentlessly.

The surrounding disciples had originally come to watch, but they grew drowsy from watching and hurried to other arenas. Those battles were far more exciting than this one.

"Junior Brother, I can't hold on anymore!!" A miserable cry rang out. His features were twisted, and a trace of fear had actually entered his gaze as he looked at Chen Xun.

"Senior Brother, hold on!" Chen Xun roared loudly in encouragement. "I'm still good!"

"Moo!!" Black Ox launched a sneak attack and knocked him out of the arena. A smile of relief actually appeared on his face. It was finally over.

Chen Xun smoothly claimed his fourth victory.

An hour later.

"Junior Brother, I'm begging you, stop holding on. Just admit defeat!!"

"Impossible! How can cultivators like us be without proud bones? Senior Brother, let us battle another full day!"

"Moo!!" Black Ox sneak attack, Black Ox Tail Sweep!

Senior Brother looked as though life held no meaning for him. His eyes stared at the heavens as he collapsed outside the arena, not a single drop of spiritual power left in his body.

Chen Xun claimed his fifth victory.

An hour later.

"Junior Brother, I still have countless talismans that I haven't activated. You can't outlast me!"

"Senior Brother, open fire on me!!!"

Half an Hour later, Senior Brother trembled all over, his eye sockets quivering. All his talismans were gone...

"Moo." Sneak attack, Black Ox Charge!

"Ah!!"

Senior Brother let out a miserable cry as his body flew through the air. Two streams of clear tears actually ran down his face. My entire family fortune!

Chen Xun claimed his sixth victory, but his legs were already trembling. For the next battle, he actually had to lean on Big Black Ox for support as he made his way up.

Though Chen Xun was utterly ordinary, such an unyielding will greatly shook even several Foundation Establishment Realm elders, whose gazes turned toward Chen Xun's arena.

"Junior Brother..." Senior Brother looked at the unsteady Chen Xun, his brows furrowing slightly. How was he supposed to make a move against him?

Chen Xun's hair fluttered in the wind, his eye sockets bloodshot. He bent over with both hands pressed against his knees, slowly raised his head, and said, "Senior Brother... let us fight!"

"I will naturally show Junior Brother the respect he deserves." Senior Brother's expression turned solemn. That gaze filled him with shock and admiration.

After only the time it took for several incense sticks to burn, Chen Xun shouted and rushed at him with his fists swinging, his entire body full of openings. Senior Brother merely shifted his body slightly, his eyes filled with emotion.

A cold wind blew past. Chen Xun could no longer hold on and fell straight onto the arena like an iron pillar.

"Junior Brother!"

"Moo!!"

They hurried forward to examine him. Fortunately, he was unharmed. Even a Foundation Establishment Elder stepped forward to inspect him. "He is fine. He has merely gone through consecutive battles, leaving his body and mind strained. He only needs to return and recuperate for several days."

"Thank you, Martial Uncle." Senior Brother gave a cupped fist salute.

The Foundation Establishment Elder nodded, a hint of emotion in his eyes as well. This man was very likely born a wandering cultivator. People like them more or less all possessed such traits.

It was helplessness toward their own aptitude, defiance against fate. Even if they fought until their last drop of blood, they would never admit defeat.

Yet the reality was that no great figure cast their gaze upon him. Such people were far too ordinary. Their unyielding will was nothing more than the impotent fury of the incapable, unable to change their aptitude for cultivating immortality.

Chen Xun was dragged down the mountain by Big Black Ox.