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Chapter 1332 - Chapter 1332 Chapter 624 Since Were Here

Chapter 1332: Chapter 624: Since We’re Here Chapter 1332: Chapter 624: Since We’re Here Most displeasure starts from realizing others have ulterior motives.

When the beast-drawn carriage with the gilded wheels abruptly halted as it entered Jiangyang City, the robust Longxi’s Pride who emerged from the carriage merely glanced at the city before jestingly saying to the Xu Family patriarch who came to meet him, “Is it necessary to have all the formations activated and over twenty Fierce Realm experts in ambush for a mere spar?”

The Nanji warriors who had traveled a long distance to witness the match were suddenly in an uproar. Xu Yang’s forced smile cracked like a mask, giving way to aggrieved anger as he loudly retorted, “If Pride is scared, he can very well retreat. To try to sling mud at the Xu Family like this, your methods are a bit despicable!”

“Despicable, eh?”

Tang Luo cocked his head and whispered something to a tall man with a stern face who had just stepped out of the carriage.

In an instant, Jiangyang City shook and houses around the predetermined ambush point crumbled. Over twenty figures soared into the sky, and the formations that were already primed with Spiritual Power were directly activated, enveloping the competition area in the city.

“Patriarch Xu has prepared thoroughly, eh?”

Tang Luo pointed at the group in the sky, armored and ready for battle, and said with a smile.

“These are the strong members of the Xu Family gathered to ensure the safety of the arena. But Pride sees them as an ambush, isn’t that making a mountain out of a molehill?”

Xu Yang’s expression remained unchanged, and even at this point, he didn’t show any sign of awkwardness, smoothly shifting all the responsibility away.

Yet, even the Nanji warriors who came to spectate did not believe his words, let alone everyone else.

The ones set to clash on the arena today were none other than Nanji’s Grandmaster Xu You and the unparalleled Pride of Longxi, Tang Luo. Those with insufficient cultivation didn’t even qualify to watch, let alone intervene.

Moreover, the Spirit Array that rose within the city was recognized by those in the know as a type of binding array specifically against metal Spiritual Power, and who among the audience didn’t know of the Tang Clan’s main branch’s Heavenly Pathway Technique?

Following this line of thought, Xu Yang’s true intent was clear as day. His shameless insistence on arguing otherwise only showed his thick skin and mental fortitude.

And the reason words lack power is mainly that, as long as you keep avoiding the crucial point, you will never emerge victorious.

Naturally, Tang Luo did not waste words arguing with Xu Yang. He simply made a discreet hand gesture to Yun Xiu, who was disguised as a man.

Understanding immediately, Yun Xiu stepped forward and used an Illusion Technique on the seemingly tough but actually nervous Xu Yang.

Under the influence of the technique, Xu Yang breathed heavily and sent a flame towards the sky as a signal, his true intent to start a fight revealed–and Xu Ping, standing behind him, paled in realization.

The strong ones who hovered in the air, seeing the patriarch’s signal, did not hesitate and headed straight for the city gates.

And at the right moment, Yun Xiu lifted the illusion, looking disdainfully at a defeated Xu Yang.

With Tang Luo’s maneuvers, the Xu Family’s scheme was completely exposed. Now, with Xu You absent and the beast-drawn carriage with gilded wheels parked outside the city, they could not stop the departing Longxi party.

All their plans turned out to be as insubstantial as the moon reflected in a well or flowers in the water. The Longxi Alliance and the Nanji Xu Family were now thoroughly at odds, and what was worse, this scheme would tarnish the Xu family’s reputation in martial Nanji, where the culture of valuing martial prowess prevailed. Just by seeing the disapproving stance of the arms-crossed Nanji strong ones who had come to watch, Xu Yang knew that the Xu family’s loss was great this time.

One wrong move, and the whole game is lost. Perhaps that best describes the current situation…

But maybe out of pity, Longxi’s Pride, who should have fled swiftly, was leisurely leaning against the gilded carriage door and said faintly to the other three people streaming out of the carriage, “Since we’re here, let’s play with the warriors of the Xu Clan a bit. Don’t let them disturb my friendly match with Master Xu You.”

In the eyes of the martial artists from Nanji, Tang Luo, who should have immediately left upon discovering the trap set by Jiangyang City, had resolutely decided to stay and honor his agreement to have a friendly match with Xu You.

To the Nanji people, who hold martial pride in high esteem, this was seen as valuing honor over life and death, the very spirit of a warrior. Some individual warriors with no particular ties to the Xu Clan cheered loudly and there were even a few who wanted to help.

But seven or eight scattered martial artists facing off against more than twenty well-armored warriors in formation didn’t look to hold any advantage at all.

The gap in combat power between common individual cultivators and clan warriors is as significant as the difference between sects and sacred lands. Those Nanji fighters intending to help were quickly knocked down by the Xu Clan’s stronger warriors after just a few confrontations.

The Fiery Element technique is synonymous with violence, and under Xu You’s hundred years of dedication to refining the technique, it became even more brutal.

However, when facing the three from Longxi, this brutality was like stones thrown into a lake–seemingly making a plunking commotion but in reality having no effect whatsoever.

Du Sha, who formed a Red Crystal armor, stood at the forefront; his Red Cloud Skill, already highly resistant to spiritual harm, was nearly immune to the attacks of the Xu Clan warriors, acting as a strong shield for the trio.

And Yun Xiu, who had been cautioned repeatedly, did not hold back her punches. Her soul force was augmented manyfold, and even when combined with the most ordinary of Mystical Grade Spirit Arts, it possessed the might comparable to that of a single-person fusion technique. Cloud Tigers and Cloud Leopards roamed the sky, pouncing on the Xu Clan’s formation. Each explosion was capable of shattering several spiritual armors or leaving foes gravely injured.

This exaggerated destructive force drew everyone’s attention, and some Nanji warriors whispered to each other, eager to learn more about the origins of this ferocious master of the Cloud Technique.

Du Sha was the strongest shield, and Yun Xiu was the strongest spear. Among the three, the most fierce-looking Meng Jiao seemed to have been forgotten.

After all, those greenish watery sleeve-like energy ribbons never got close before being evaporated by the fiery rage of the Xu warriors’ spiritual flame, seemingly unimpressive.

By the end, the Xu Clan warriors didn’t even bother blocking; they resisted with defensive Spirit Arts and focused all their attention on the fair-faced young man behind Du Sha.

From the start of the battle to now, though he hadn’t attacked more than a handful of times, each strike resulted in several of his own side’s warriors’ armors being shattered and their bearers injured.

Focusing more attention on such an inexplicably fierce opponent was only reasonable, as among the three from Longxi, only he could truly be considered an offensive threat.

Meng Jiao, feeling underestimated, was furious. Before setting out, Tang Luo had said this was his moment to make a name for himself, but honestly, he had little desire for fame.

Having witnessed human warmth at the bottom of Longchang, he realized how meaningless the looks of approval or disdain from others were. What he wanted was to show the young Longxi’s Pride that he hadn’t chosen the wrong person and that his massive investment in resources and cultivation had not been in vain.

Daring to vaporize the poison with spiritual fire and to linger in this highly poisonous space is to court death!

The enraged Poison Spirit Body detonated the poison mist inhaled by the Xu Clan’s warriors, and in an instant, more than a dozen warriors had their Spiritual Power contaminated by the poison gas and fell from the sky.

Thought to be the least among the three, Meng Jiao abandoned his slow and steady application of Spirit Arts. His long hair whipped about like silver serpents, his hands moving so fast they left afterimages. Those Spirit Arts, which had been turned to green smoke by the spiritual flame, coalesced again into green snakes and emerald clams, lunging at the poisoned Xu Clan’s warriors.

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