Chapter 57: Chapter 56: Making a Move
Translator: 549690339
However, Lin Qingyi was a bit shocked.
Because during their brief battle, he discovered that Shentu Han was not a fourth-grade realm as the intelligence reported but seemed to have already broken through to the realm of the third -grade grandmaster.
However, something didn’t seem right.
If his opponent was truly at the grandmaster realm of the third-grade, he wouldn’t have been merely repelled by the first blow, he should have been seriously injured or killed.
“Fake grandmaster!”
Pei Xuanjing saw more clearly than Lin Qingyi. The guardian Shentu Han from Mire Sect was a fake grandmaster.
The opponent had indeed experienced a rebirth once, but he hadn’t truly understood the essence of martial arts, which made him far inferior to a true third-grade grandmaster.
Nevertheless, handling Lin Qingyi, a fourth-grade martial artist, would be quite simple for him.
During their engagement, after Lin Qingyi’s initial attack, the rest was all led by Shentu Han. Lin Qingyi had only room to defend.
Pei Xuanjing noticed that the opponent hadn’t fully mastered his newfound strength not long after his breakthrough, otherwise Lin Qingyi wouldn’t have been able to hold on for this long.
“What should I do?”
Even though Lin Qingyi clearly knew that his opponent was a fake grandmaster now, he was still no match for him.
If it continued this way, it would be uncertain whether they could leave alive, let alone capture the opponent.
In his panic, he saw Pei Xuanjing by his side, appearing calm and composed.
“Grandmaster Pei, please lend your help. Lin Qingyi will definitely repay you generously,” he shouted at Pei Xuanjing.
He didn’t care that voicing out might incur the opponent’s displeasure, he just wanted to cling to this final lifeline.
Moreover, Pei Xuanjing had come to Tiandu to participate in the Emperor’s ‘Martial Classics’ editing project, and could also be considered a person of the imperial court, a person of the Emperor.
And they were the trusted subordinates of the Emperor.
So on an account, Pei Xuanjing was one of their own.
It’s worth noting that Lin Qingyi could think of so many things in such a short time.
When Pei Xuanjing heard Lin Qingyi’s call for help, a smile appeared on his lips.
Indeed, he had stayed to get involved in this matter.
However, it didn’t feel as good as when someone else invited him to intervene.
Originally, if Shentu Han were merely a fourth-grade martial artist, he would need to find a reason to meddle in this matter.
But when he discovered the opponent was a fake grandmaster, he knew that as long as Lin Qingyi wasn’t a fool, he would certainly seek his assistance voluntarily.
“Grandmaster Pei, the Brocade Guards will always be grateful to friends,” Lin Qingyi continued.
When Shentu Han heard Lin Qingyi’s address for Pei Xuanjing, his expression immediately changed, “Master Pei, our Mire Sect will also remember this favor.”
He could not fully assess Pei Xuanjing’s strength and didn’t want to cause unnecessary trouble at this moment.
In Shentu Han’s words, he subtly hinted at his backing, for Mire Sect’s power in Jianghu was not to be underestimated.
Unfortunately, Pei Xuanjing ignored Shentu Han’s words. He looked at Lin Qingyi, “Since Commander Lin has spoken, I will repay the favor of the wine.”
Just an excuse!
Lin Qingyi knew clearly that he owed Pei Xuanjing a favor no matter what.
Seeing Pei Xuanjing ready to make a move, Shentu Han’s face changed drastically, gazing at Pei Xuanjing with gloom, his voice cold, “You meddling kid, some things are not your business to meddle with. Don’t lose your life over it.”
“Ha ha!” Pei Xuanjing laughed coldly.
Without even moving his Flowing Flame Sword, he took a step forward, launching a palm strike towards Shentu Han.
Whoo!
The sound of rushing wind echoed out.
The “Dragon Elephant Skill” at the Sixth Rank already possesses the strength of six elephants, combined with the enhancement of his true essence of martial arts and his mastery of the Blazing Palm technique refined recently, it was almost equivalent to the force of ten elephants.
Shentu Han felt an endless wave of hot air rushing towards him, not daring to confront this force head-on, he met Pei Xuanjing’s attack with his Black Iron Ruler and used an agile method to retreat.
Boom!
The already chaotic second floor suffered an even more formidable impact and exploded.
The aftermath of their battle forced the other on-going fighters backward.
“Grandmaster!”
Shentu Han paled with fright. He didn’t understand how this young man, who seemed to be just over twenty years old, had already comprehended the essence of martial arts and stepped into the realm of the real grandmaster, while it had taken him countless hardships to step into the realm of fake grandmaster even with the resources of the Mire Sect.
Is the gap between individuals indeed larger than that between humans and dogs?
Shentu Han thought of the prodigies in the sect, and couldn’t help musing.
However, in the face of this critical situation, he couldn’t afford to dwell on it. After pushing away with force, he came to the understanding that he had lost. He smashed through the window and leaped down, trying to escape.
But as fast as his reactions were, Pei Xuanjing was even faster.
After the first palm strike, Pei Xuanjing wasted no time and closed in again, launching a second strike in succession.
‘You!”
Such a swift and fierce palm technique left him no chance to dodge.
He could only meet it with the Black Iron Ruler in his hand.
Thump!
Pei Xuanjing’s palm landed on the Black Iron Ruler. Although the Black Iron Ruler, cast from Mysterious Iron and forged into the Indomitable Weapon, wasn’t broken, it was left with a deep palm mark.
Moreover, it didn’t manage to block Pei Xuanjing’s Blazing Palm, who continued to hammer the ruler, hitting Shentu Han’s shoulder with the same force.
Spit!
Shentu Han spat out a mouthful of blood and was thrown back heavily, smashing through the window and falling from the second floor.
It must be said that the vitality of a third-grade martial artist is extremely strong; although he had received severe injuries and even his shoulder was dented, he still struggled to get up and escape. Pei Xuanjing leaped out of the window and landed beside him, stepping on Shentu Han’s Dantian.
Spit!
Shentu Han’s Dantian was destroyed, and his True Qi dissipated.
At this moment, although he was not in mortal danger, his cultivation had completely been lost. He only had a little physical strength left, even an ordinary seventh-grade martial artist could capture him.
At the same time, Lin Qingyi managed to apprehend the remaining six opponents. Three of them were killed for their resistance, while the other three were captured.
“Grandmaster Pei, I must thank you for your assistance,” Lin Qingyi reverently approached Pei Xuanjing.
At this moment, he respected Pei Xuanjing even more. The power that Pei Xuanjing had just demonstrated was even more terrifying than his superior, the commanding officer.
Such was the horror of a third-grade grandmaster!
This made him more eager to break through to the third-grade realm.
Pei Xuanjing held in his hand the Black Iron Ruler that he had seized from Shentu Han and looked at Lin Qingyi with a smile, “I need Commander Lin’s help with something.”
Lin Qingyi immediately waved his hand, “Grandmaster, please feel free to give instructions..”