Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 182 - 1802: One Move Knockdown

Chapter 182: Chapter 1802: One Move Knockdown

Some people are always like this, never able to discern their own position. They always think they are better than others, even if others succeed, they still view them as trash in front of themselves.

This tall and skinny young man has considerable talent, and his cultivation has already reached the Intermediate Sword Master Second Layer.

Comparatively, among a group of talents, he appears very outstanding.

In contrast, Chu Feng, without any sword meridians but only a Fake Sword Vein and weaker cultivation.

Naturally, this person spoke to Chu Feng with an air of condescension.

"Oh!"

Chu Feng couldn’t help but touch his nose, that contrast was indeed huge.

Other ordinary disciples, when dealing with Sword Slaves, each of them kneels and begs. But when recruiting a Sword Slave himself, it is the other way around.

This is using me as a negative example!

Seeing a slight smile on Chu Feng’s face, the tall and skinny young man felt even more superior.

"Hehe, are you extremely happy to have such a talented genius like me to be your Sword Slave? The conditions I offer are not excessive; you just need to share half of your cultivation resources you receive with me."

"Moreover, I’ll set three rules upfront; I won’t accompany you in sword practice when I’m not available. You can’t let this genius do servant work, like carrying tea or water...

The tall and skinny young man not only wanted to take half of Chu Feng’s cultivation resources but also set three rules.

This really made Chu Feng wonder who really is the Sword Slave?

Facing this kind of so-called ’genius’ with an exploding sense of superiority, Chu Feng was also fed up.

"Are you done talking?" Chu Feng said indifferently.

"Hmm, that’s all for now, I’ll add more if I think of anything else!" The tall and skinny young man was extremely presumptuous as he nodded, really viewing himself as an important figure.

Other geniuses were mocking Chu Feng, their eyes full of disdain.

They probably think that Chu Feng is the most trash and despicable entry-level disciple in the history of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. Recruiting a Sword Slave, he still has to beg them.

"Brother, did I ever say I wanted to recruit you as a Sword Slave? Please, if you want to show off your sense of superiority, pick someone else, I’m busy! I don’t have time to listen to you ’barking at the sun’ here!"

"Of course, if you grow a tail or horns on your head and stand out from the crowd, I might consider it!"

Chu Feng looked at the tall and skinny young man with an expression like looking at an idiot.

Haha!

The words he said immediately made the geniuses present burst into laughter.

Yes, from beginning to end, Chu Feng never said he wanted the tall and skinny young man as a Sword Slave. It’s always been that guy, presumptuous in front of Chu Feng, talking big.

The smug smile on the tall and skinny young man’s face instantly disappeared without a trace. His horse-like face turned red, and filled with both shame and anger, his eyes emitting a fierce look, he pointed at Chu Feng’s nose and cursed, "Chu Feng, damn your blindness! To actually dare to insult me, you’re asking for a beating!"

"This genius here today will let everyone see clearly, you are just a slightly clever waste who cannot even withstand a single move in front of this genius!"

Shush! Shush!

The tall and skinny young man acted as he spoke, releasing two rather spectacular Sword Qi, slashing rapidly towards Chu Feng.

"Lie down!"

Chu Feng moved even faster, his Sword Qi, though weak, had mastered the supreme Qiankun Sword Technique. This was the most superior Swordsmanship of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

Swish!

A faint red Sword Qi, slashed out from Chu Feng’s fingertips. It actually overtook the first move and instantly struck the tall and skinny young man in the abdomen.

"Ouch...."

The tall and thin young man screamed miserably as his Sword Qi also lost control in an instant, striking the ground more than two meters away from Chu Feng. Meanwhile, the abdomen of the tall and thin young man was already gushing with blood.

He was also clutching his stomach, lying on the ground.

"Genius, remember this, behave with your tail between your legs! Otherwise, it won’t be just lying on the ground screaming, you could end up a dead body," Chu Feng said as he dealt with this person, without really going for the kill.

A lesson was enough.

Only against someone like the Second Prince who wanted to put him to death did Chu Feng show no mercy and decisively kill.

"Defeated, defeated!"

"Oh my god, he defeated this tall and thin young man with just one move! Brother Chu Feng’s strength is terrifying!"

The spectating geniuses, at this moment, finally came to their senses.

They were stunned by the formidable strength displayed by Chu Feng.

It turned out that Brother Chu Feng was not a waste, but a hidden expert. It was their own superficiality, judging others through a prejudiced lens.

The geniuses who were eliminated, initially upset seeing Chu Feng advance successfully, were now thoroughly convinced.

Now, not a single one thought Chu Feng’s successful advancement was due to exploiting loopholes.

Ask who among those present was confident in defeating an opponent one Great Realm higher with just one move?

After teaching this supremely arrogant tall and thin young man a lesson, Chu Feng had no interest in recruiting a Sword Slave. The opportunity had not come yet, it wouldn’t be too late to recruit a Sword Slave later.

He had already delayed a lot of time here and immediately walked quickly towards the Sword Pavilion inside the Sect.

On his first day joining the Sect, he had offended Elder Yang to death. He had to be careful.

At least until he reclaimed the Nine Yang Sword Veins, he could not afford to give Elder Yang any leverage against him. If he got expelled from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, he would have nowhere to cry.

After his rebirth, Chu Feng’s actions became more cautious, with a heart as open as a valley.

He placed himself very low.

Only by losing something does one learn to cherish it. Having died once, he understood the preciousness of life even more.

Heaven had given him a second chance to seek revenge with rebirth, and he cherished it dearly.

Every step was planned carefully, thinking things through as much as possible.

"I heard that if you become an Advanced Level Disciple, you can have quotas for two Sword Slaves. By then, I could recruit Li Shishi." Chu Feng highly valued Li Shishi’s capabilities.

Her only flaw was her weak personal strength.

As long as she was loyal enough, Chu Feng would naturally cultivate her vigorously.

The Sword Pavilion was easy to locate; standing at the entrance of the Sect, one could see a towering tower from afar. That was the Sword Pavilion where daily affairs of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were handled.

He walked all the way and soon arrived outside the Sword Pavilion.

He saw ordinary disciples wearing gray robes and a few advanced disciples in black robes coming in and out of the Sword Pavilion.

However, higher-ranking True Disciples and Elders were not seen.

Occasionally, one or two Stewards in silver robes walked by majestically.

Whether they were ordinary disciples or advanced disciples, all saluted to them.

Chu Feng had not yet completed the process of joining the Sect and was wearing outside clothing, inevitably attracting some people’s attention. He didn’t mind and just climbed up the steps to enter the Sword Pavilion.

Faintly, he heard some people discussing behind his back.

They were saying how this year’s recruited disciples included someone with such poor cultivation. In their words, there was mockery and contempt, but Chu Feng turned a deaf ear.