Sage of Humanity
Chapter 938 - 936: Meeting Senior Brother

The situation in the arena was delicate.

Normally, a victory for our cultivators would undoubtedly be uplifting and would elicit cheers.

However, after the strange event that just transpired, even though Xiao Xinghe had defeated a strong foe, he didn't receive much cheering. Instead, he found himself subtly encircled by a few people led by that True Lake Level 7 cultivator.

Some Haotian Alliance cultivators who understood the situation saw this scene and sighed, shaking their heads. There were some who wanted to stand up for justice but were held back.

Xiao Xinghe's background from the Righteous Blood Sect caused some issues at the Sky Gate Checkpoint. Although some people couldn't openly act against him, there were some vile and despicable means behind the scenes that were looked down upon.

After a prolonged eye contact, Xiao Xinghe spoke faintly, "There won't be a next time!"

The True Lake Level 7 cultivator snorted lightly and said almost inaudibly to others, "And if there is... what then?"

"You can try it!" Xiao Xinghe turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood water, raised his hand to pull out the lance lodged in his shoulder, casually tossed it aside, turned around, and faced the grand lineup of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge.

"Who's next to die?"

As soon as the words fell, someone unable to hold back charged out and immediately engaged in a brawl with Xiao Xinghe.

The Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivator who charged out was a magic cultivator but only had True Lake Level 3 cultivation. He was even less skilled than the previous one, probably thinking to take advantage of Xiao Xinghe's injury, only for Xiao Xinghe's pent-up frustration to enhance his saber skills, which became increasingly ferocious. He endured several magic and spell attacks, charged forward, and sliced down with his saber, breaking the cultivator's protective spirit force, sending him flying away.

The magic cultivator was fortunate to survive, but with such heavy injuries, he would likely need some time to recover.

The thunderous cheering finally erupted, rising one after another.

After all, only a small number of people were deliberately targeting Xiao Xinghe. Most people shared a common enemy with him, and seeing his formidable power naturally inspired them greatly.

Xiao Xinghe, still filled with lingering anger, was unwilling to leave the stage. He rested his long saber on his shoulder, presenting an unyielding stance, with sharp eyes fixed ahead: "Bring on another one!"

Many Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators were furious. Although the tradition of combat here had endured for many years and numerous powerful cultivators had appeared, such arrogance was indeed rare.

Generally, cultivators who fought continuously for three rounds would take a rest, first to give others a chance and secondly because continuous fighting depleted energy and made them weary.

However, today, Xiao Xinghe had fought five rounds, with five Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators there wounded and one dead. If they continued losing, Ten Thousand Demons Ridge's reputation would be thoroughly tarnished.

So, as Xiao Xinghe's words fell, many True Lake Level 5 and Level 6 cultivators began to move.

At this moment, they couldn't care much about being accused of bullying with superior numbers; winning this round was crucial, and preferably killing Xiao Xinghe publicly to restore their dignity.

However, before these True Lake Level 5 and Level 6 cultivators could charge out, a new white-robed figure appeared on the field.

The person wielded a longsword and had a gourd hanging at the waist, with a cultivation only at True Lake Level 3, yet his movements were faster than anyone else's.

It could be said that almost simultaneously with Xiao Xinghe's words, he rushed up impatiently, with a pose resembling someone eager to steal glory, causing everyone from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge to frown deeply.

"Junior Brother Taibai..." Tong Shuyao was also a bit dumbfounded, not expecting Lu Ye to enter the field.

She had brought Lu Ye here just to watch the spectacle, never intending for him to engage in a fight, but now that Lu Ye had rushed up, it was impossible to call him back.

Ten Thousand Demons Ridge had already lost face; recalling him now would only add to the disgrace.

Recalling Lu Ye's previous performances, Tong Shuyao felt reassured. Although Xiao Xinghe was strong, he was now injured and exhausted, and Junior Brother Taibai had even fought against Divine Sea Realm cultivators, so defeating him shouldn't be difficult.

This rare opportunity for fame and merit naturally shouldn't be missed.

Maybe feeling new and wanting to make an impression? Tong Shuyao thought to herself, assuming she understood Lu Ye's motives; otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed up so quickly.

Many Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators, although encountering Lu Ye for the first time and unaware of his origins, had seen the scene of Tong Shuyao bringing Lu Ye over and noticed them standing side by side in an seemingly intimate manner.

Therefore, even though they felt disgruntled, fearing that the boy would take advantage, they couldn't say much and chose to observe silently.

In the field, Xiao Xinghe couldn't help but take a few more glances at Lu Ye, not because of his handsome appearance, but because this attire reminded him of Li Baxian.

The fourth brother had this suave demeanor that often attracted women, hence... those who wielded swords were never any good.

"Dark Moon Forest Pass, independent cultivator Li Taibai, greetings Senior Brother!" Lu Ye clasped his hands respectfully.

The word 'Senior Brother' was heartfelt.

The reason for charging out now wasn't to steal glory but because he noticed his third senior brother was running out of steam, staying only because of unvented anger, continuing to fight Ten Thousand Demons Ridge.

Yet, Ten Thousand Demons Ridge wouldn't allow him to continue. If Lu Ye didn't rush out, the next opponents for the third senior brother would be True Lake Level 5 and Level 6 cultivators.

These opponents would certainly aim to kill, and with his current condition, the third senior brother might not hold off. If he conceded too slowly, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Lu Ye intervening assured a controlled measure.

Xiao Xinghe's body was filled with a fierce intent to kill that suddenly felt somewhat out of place. He originally intended to raise his saber and hack away immediately, but with Lu Ye being so courteous, he could only return the courtesy: "Jinglan Lake Pass, Green Emperor City, Xiao Xinghe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lunged at Lu Ye like a tiger descending the mountain, and the murderous intent he had just restrained became even more fervent.

He knew his own condition well. After a series of great battles, his energy was greatly depleted, and coupled with numerous injuries, he could only fight this one last battle. Although this guy named Li Taibai in front of him seemed like an easygoing and courteous person, given their opposing alliances, he would not show mercy.

If he wanted to win this battle, a swift victory was necessary.

The knife skills of his third senior brother were somewhat similar to Lu Ye's style, both being fierce and aggressive. Once the saber momentum formed, there was no stopping it, even if facing a thousand foes.

Lu Ye was very familiar with such saber momentum.

As the sound of a sword's cry arose, Lu Ye had already wielded the supreme-grade spirit artifact longsword, opting not to use the flying sword technique, and instead softly thrust the longsword towards Xiao Xinghe.

Using softness to counter strength!

Reflecting on the origin of the Soaring Dragon World, Lu Ye had witnessed different styles and techniques of various sword cultivators throughout different periods in Soaring Dragon World. His Sword Dao cultivation was even stronger than his saber skills; he simply did not have the opportunity to display it usually.

Now, as soon as he made a move, it made the eyes of many sword cultivators in the field light up.

Sword cultivators were not only skilled in using flying swords; such hand-to-hand combat was also the foundation of a sword cultivator.

Many sword cultivators noticed this strikingly handsome fellow, whose entire swordsmanship was remarkably accomplished.

Xiao Xinghe felt extremely uncomfortable because his normally invincible saber momentum, once unleashed, seemed to sink into a mire, and he couldn't fully exert his strength.

He felt something incredible, which was that this guy named Li Taibai in front of him seemed very familiar with his moves, and every time there was any change in his saber momentum, the opponent could respond to it immediately.

First, pump oneself up, but then exhaust and wane...

After merely thirty breaths of confrontation, Xiao Xinghe's entire saber momentum came to a complete standstill.

Even more unbelievable for him was that the enemy in front seemed not to have used full strength.

"Senior Brother, please rest!" Lu Ye spoke gently, sending his longsword forward amidst Xiao Xinghe's fierce saber momentum, precisely piercing a flaw. As spirit force surged, Xiao Xinghe urgently retreated.

Once he regained his stance, he was already ten feet away from Lu Ye.

Lu Ye did not pursue, merely stood at his original spot, holding the sword with one hand: "Thank you for letting me win!"

The breeze blew, making his white clothes flutter.

Not only did it make Tong Shuyao's beautiful eyes sparkle, but many female cultivators from both camps could not take their eyes off him.

After a moment of silence, the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators erupted into thunderous cheers, as if greatly avenging previous humiliations.

However, some were still slightly discontent because Lu Ye didn't strike harshly or pursue. The several opponents who fought against Xiao Xinghe, met with death or severe injuries, yet this Li Taibai did not even harm Xiao Xinghe in the slightest. Although he did ultimately defeat him, it wasn't quite satisfying.

Xiao Xinghe stood in place, somewhat puzzled as he looked at Lu Ye, because throughout the battle, he never sensed any killing intent from Lu Ye.

At first, when he saw Lu Ye rushing over eagerly, like everyone else, he assumed Lu Ye was looking for an easy win, intending to kill him swiftly.

But now, it seemed the opponent genuinely wanted to simply drive him back without any other intentions.

This person truly is... quite strange.

Unable to comprehend, after a brief moment of contemplation, Xiao Xinghe cupped his fists to Lu Ye and peacefully withdrew.

He made no stops, flying directly towards Jinglan Lake Pass, evidently not wanting to get involved in the upcoming excitement, but rather intending to return for healing.

Lu Ye watched him off.

A moment later, he withdrew his gaze, looking towards the Haotian Alliance's camp, and smiled slightly: "Next, please!"

Xiao Xinghe had just said these words; now Lu Ye echoed them back. The difference was that when Xiao Xinghe said it, murderous intent filled the air, whereas when Lu Ye said it, it was like a warm spring breeze, devoid of thunderous sound, yet brimming with strong confidence. Listening to it, the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators were incredibly stirred, shouting in unison: "Next, please!"

A silhouette flashed into the field...

A moment later, this person retreated with a solemn face, not forgetting to cup his fists in salute toward Lu Ye.

Although they all had Level 3 cultivation, the depth of their foundations and the strength of their techniques differed; this person lasted even shorter under Lu Ye's sword than Xiao Xinghe did.

This time, both the Haotian Alliance cultivators and the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators were somewhat astonished.

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