6: The pride of genius

“Is he even human?” Situ Jiu lay on the ground, unable to get up.

“I told you all to come at me together, but you didn’t listen. Look, you lost so badly.” Li Changfeng smirked, looking very pleased with himself.

The fifth-ranked on the Top 100 Battle Rankings, Situ Jiu, defeated!

Situ Jiu showed an unwilling expression, lying on the ground, clenching his fists.

“Even Situ Jiu isn’t his opponent?” Lü Liang’s pupils contracted sharply, he exclaimed in surprise.

What is this kid’s background?!

Could he be a disciple of one of the Four Great Immortal Families?

“This person is too strong; his cultivation is at least at the Third Grade realm.”

“Pah, I just saw him in action, he can even unleash sword qi. That’s sword qi! He must be a Fifth Grade expert!”

“Fifth Grade Big Boss?”

“Holy crap, I’m not fighting, what’s the point? Isn’t this just beating up a child?”

“Holy crap, Situ Jiu lost!” Lü Dong exclaimed in surprise.

The disciples on the Top 100 Battle Rankings had their own pride.

Facing Li Changfeng, even if they lost, they would still fight!

“You all step down, let me handle this.” The top-ranked expert, Shen Qingqiu, holding a long sword, leaped onto the arena.

At this moment, the disciples’ gazes converged on Shen Qingqiu.

“There’s a good show to watch now, the top-ranked expert is personally stepping in, that kid is going to get a beating.”

“Yes, this battle will be worth watching.”

“I heard that Shen Qingqiu is a Sixth Grade realm master, that kid definitely won’t be his opponent.”

The five great immortal families, the eldest legitimate son of the Nanli Shen Family, Shen Qingqiu, the future head of the Shen Family!

He had been looked up to since birth!

And he grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth!

Shen Qingqiu wore a brocade robe, with a red lotus mark on his forehead. He had dominated the rankings for five years, and no one in the Divine Sword Sect was his match.

He was truly the number one on the Battle Rankings!

“This humble Divine Sword Sect disciple is Shen Qingqiu.” Shen Qingqiu respectfully performed a bow.

As a disciple of the Nanli Shen Family, Shen Qingqiu had known the rules of etiquette since childhood.

Martial combat was considered an unrefined path.

The Shen Family members even disdained it.

“People say that the Nanli Shen Family can be described with the words ‘refined and elegant,’ and seeing it today, it is indeed so.” Li Changfeng smiled slightly. “A wandering martial artist, Li Changfeng!”

“My foolish younger brother offended Young Master earlier, please forgive him.” Shen Qingqiu was exceedingly refined and polite.

“I took Shen Qiu’s weapon, so we’re even.” Li Changfeng smirked, “However, your younger brother owes me a lot of spiritual treasures and money; you’ll have to pay that debt!”

Li Changfeng drew the Nine Songs Sword, which he had just snatched.

The Nine Songs Sword, its entire body hummed.

“Alright! However, if I can defeat Young Master, please return the weapon you took!” Shen Qingqiu frowned deeply, and he drew his long sword.

“Talk about it after you win against me!” Li Changfeng brandished the Nine Songs Sword.

“Clang.”

Shen Qingqiu met him with his sword.

“Kneel for me!” Li Changfeng smirked, revealing a triumphant smile. “You want to marry my servant? Dream on!”

“Servant? Are you referring to Nan Qingyue?” With a loud crash, Shen Qingqiu couldn’t withstand the power of this sword and actually knelt on the ground.

And the bluestone slab beneath him was shattered to pieces.

“What’s going on? Why is my sword so soft?” Shen Qingqiu swung his sword, only to feel as if all the strength in his body was being drained.

It was clearly a sword strike imbued with powerful force.

Yet, when it struck Li Changfeng, it caused him no harm.

Shen Qingqiu frowned deeply, feeling that something was amiss.

“You want to know? Then I’ll tell you, it’s because I’m stronger than you!” Li Changfeng grinned, laughing wildly.

“Damn it!” Shen Qingqiu’s expression changed.

Nan Qingyue looked up, watching this scene unfold.

To push Shen Qingqiu to this extent was truly a first.

Master... is so amazing!

“Master, beat him up! He’s the one forcing the marriage!” Nan Qingyue shouted.

“If you win, we’ll do the ‘old man pushing the cart’ tonight!”

“Guanyin sitting on a lotus works too!”

“Nan Qingyue, don’t be rude!” Lü Liang’s face darkened, and he roared.

Hearing this, Nan Qingyue instantly quieted down, sticking out her tongue and making a funny face.

Li Changfeng almost dropped the sword in his hand.

Damn, this little imp is starting again.

If she talks nonsense again.

He might not even be able to hold his sword steady!

“This is the first sword, you still have two more chances.” Li Changfeng swung his sword, unleashing a burst of sword qi.

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu was startled.

“Nonsense!” Shen Qingqiu raised his sword again and met the attack.

“Clang!”

In the air, the two swords collided, erupting in a flash of fire.

Shen Qingqiu couldn’t maintain his balance.

He retreated several steps before stopping.

“You have one last sword!” From the mountain peak, Li Changfeng flew away on his sword.

Immediately, Shen Qingqiu thrust his sword diagonally.

“Clang!”

The long sword in Shen Qingqiu’s hand flew out.

Seeing an opportunity, Li Changfeng would not let it go.

“You lost!” Li Changfeng raised his hand and struck Shen Qingqiu’s chest with a powerful palm.

“Pfft.”

Shen Qingqiu spat out blood, his body flying backward. “How is this possible?!”

Shen Qingqiu, ranked first on the Top 100 Battle Rankings.

But in today’s battle, he lost.

And he lost so completely.

“Shen Qingqiu, lost?” Lü Dong understood, “This kid’s realm! It’s simply not something that can be caught up to by mere cultivation!”

In the square, even Lü Liang was startled.

“Defeated in three moves?”

“That’s Shen Qingqiu!”

“At only twenty years old, his cultivation reached the Sixth Grade realm.”

“And Shen Qingqiu, who possesses Ninth Grade talent and inherited the Sacred Dao Immortal Physique, he actually lost!”

“I told you if you wanted to win against me, you should all come at once, why send yourselves one by one?” Li Changfeng laughed wildly.

Shen Qingqiu fell to the ground, struggling to prop himself up and stand.

“I... actually... lost?” Shen Qingqiu lowered his head, stunned in place.

Shen Qingqiu, the Young Sword Immortal of the Nanli Shen Family, was hailed as the Divine Sword Sect’s greatest swordsman.

However, today.

Li Changfeng used only three sword strikes to defeat Shen Qingqiu.

What kind of Young Sword Immortal was that?

“Master is mighty!”

“I’ll be waiting for you tonight!”

Nan Qingyue chuckled.

Li Changfeng leaped off the arena and stood before Lü Liang.

“Old man, I ask you, will you cancel the marriage between Nan Qingyue and Shen Qingqiu, or not?” Li Changfeng looked up, his bright eyes fixed on Lü Liang.

At this moment, Lü Liang was slightly stunned, he didn’t know how to answer.

On one side was the Nanli Shen Family.

On the other side was this little devil.

Lü Liang couldn’t afford to offend either of them!

“This...” Lü Liang gasped, he didn’t know what to do.

“Grandpa! You can’t agree, we should kick this kid out!” Lü Dong clenched his fists, unwilling.

Lü Liang sighed.

I do want to kick this kid out of the Divine Sword Sect.

But his strength is not weak, even Shen Qingqiu is no match for him!

If we actually fight, and even I lose, the Divine Sword Sect will be completely disgraced!

Things without certainty cannot be done!

“What’s with all the ‘this and that’? I’m just asking if you’ll cancel it or not?” Li Changfeng’s face darkened, and he tightly clenched his fists.