Chapter 388: The Outrage Sect
"Come on, Brother Miao, let's get started!" Just as Miao Shujie was slightly stunned, Ding Dashan suddenly said, "It's winter, it's freezing here, let's finish the fight quickly so that we can go home and rest. Um, do you want to fight with arms or with your body?"
Hearing this, Miao Shujie was startled at first, then a playful smile appeared on his face, and he looked at Ding Dashan with a half-smile and replied: "It's up to you!"
Humph! Fight with arms or fight with body?
How could he ask such a stupid question?
How dare you, a mere Dan in the early stage of Yuan Realm, propose such a choice to me, a powerful warrior who has already entered the Soul Yuan Realm?
If you choose to fight, you are simply throwing an egg against a rock!
As for physical combat?
How can you, a mere Zhenwu realm, compete with me, who is at the Lingwu realm?
Thinking of this, Miao Shujie couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Oh, I really don’t know what the master was thinking back then. Why did he make such a ridiculous agreement with that useless old thing ten years ago?
Haha, what’s even more outrageous is that the agreed date arrived half a year ago, but not only did the old guy not show up as scheduled, but he forced us to travel across the star field to come to him.
Moreover, after arriving in the Lingxu star field, the old man was even more like a coward, always hiding and refusing to show up.
Alas, but when you think about it carefully, it makes sense.
Among that old man's bunch of useless disciples, not a single one is worth mentioning.
Humph, a bunch of good-for-nothings.
To fight with you guys would simply lower our status and level.
If this matter were to spread to the Floating Cloud Star Domain, and people knew that the head of our Qiankun Palace actually brought five of the most talented young disciples in their respective fields across the star domain to come here to compete in martial arts with such a group of useless trash, I'm afraid we would be laughed at.
"Since Brother Miao said it's up to you, then let's just fight casually!" Ding Dashan said with a smile and a relaxed tone, "Today, we finally meet a strong opponent like you who is good at both physical and martial arts. Let's not set too many rules and regulations to restrict us. In this way, I believe Brother Miao can perform better and fight more happily.
After all, the principle that we have always upheld in Qianshan Sect is that as long as the visiting guests can enjoy themselves in the battle, fight happily, fight smoothly, and fight comfortably, and make them feel at home here, when they are unhappy in the future, they want to come to Qianxian Sect to challenge us, which is the greatest recognition for us!"
Miao Shujie: “???”
Let us play happily, play smoothly and play comfortably?
What do you mean?
Not only Miao Shujie was confused, but his master and four other fellow sisters and brothers were also confused.
He is the youngest among the five disciples of Qiankun Palace and has the lowest overall strength. Those others are his senior sisters and brothers.
But at this time, his master and four senior brothers and sisters were all looking at Ding Dashan in confusion. Everyone was a little puzzled about what Ding Dashan meant by what he had just said.
Ding Dashan also saw the doubts in their hearts. He looked at them suspiciously and said, "You don't know our Qianshan Sect's other nickname, do you?"
"What's the alias?" Miao Shujie looked at Ding Dashan suspiciously.
"The Qi-venting Sect!" Ding Dashan said proudly, "Hehe, our Qianshan Sect is the only Qi-venting Sect in the three star regions. There is only one in the three star regions, no other sect! Otherwise, why would we charge you for coming to challenge us?"
"The Vengeance Sect?" The six masters and disciples of the Qiankun Sect were all dumbfounded.
"Hehe, this so-called venting sect, means..." Ding Dashan explained proudly: "If anyone has something unhappy and wants to vent his anger on someone, he can come to our Qianshan Sect. We can definitely make him come in unhappy and leave happily. Our slogan is to make our guests..."
Ding Dashan suddenly looked at his four fellow apprentices who were standing in a row not far behind him.
The four of them immediately responded in unison with professional smiles, "We had fun, we played smoothly, we played comfortably!"
Miao Shujie: “???”
The other five masters and disciples of Qiankun Sect: “???”
Miao Shujie hurriedly retreated to his master's side and whispered, "Master, could it be that we have come to the wrong place? Are these useless people really the disciples of the master you mentioned?"
The old man glared at Miao Shujie and whispered, "How could we be in the wrong place! I spent millions of spirit stones to buy this intelligence from the Privy Council! Wang Ergou must be here. This old fox is very cunning. I wonder what he is up to this time. Humph, I never thought that he would hide in such a remote place like Lingxu Star Region just to avoid my ten-year agreement."
Miao Shujie: "Master, then... what should I do now? Should I fight him or not? This guy clearly has no intention of fighting back and I will beat him up for nothing. This is really boring and an unfair victory!"
Master Miao Shujie frowned, he didn't know how to respond.
The main thing is that he has lived for thousands of years and has never seen this kind of "venting" sect.
I wonder if his master will take the job personally?
Damn it, that Wang Ergou has bullied me all my life, and I want to vent my anger on him.
Bah, bah, bah... Can he suppress me forever?
Thinking of this, he suddenly said to Ding Dashan in a cold voice: "Boy, we are not here to vent our anger! Your master and I made a bet ten years ago. Ten years later, we agreed to meet together and let our disciples compete in the five major fields of physical cultivation, martial arts cultivation, sword cultivation, alchemy, and weapon refining. It has been more than half a year, and your master did not come to the appointment. Therefore, we came all the way from the Floating Cloud Star Region to compete, not to vent our anger."
"Oh..." Ding Dashan scratched his head and muttered to himself, "It turns out they are not here to vent their anger, but to suffer anger!"
"What did you say!" Miao Shujie shouted angrily.
"You said you weren't here to vent your anger, so you're here to suffer!" Ding Dashan said seriously, "Apart from venting your anger, you're here to suffer. Am I wrong?"
"You..." Miao Shujie gritted his teeth in anger.
"Are you the eldest senior brother?" Master Miao Shujie suddenly asked in a cold voice.
"Yes!" Ding Dashan nodded.
Master Miao Shujie looked at the four young men behind Ding Dashan and said, "It seems that you are the strongest physical cultivator under Wang Ergou."
After Master Miao Shujie finished speaking with a gloomy face, he quickly turned his gaze to Miao Shujie and said impatiently: "Don't waste your words on him in the middle of winter! Go and teach this kid a lesson first! Humph, I want to see if his cowardly master dares to continue hiding after he gets beaten up by you!"
"Yes, sir!" Miao Shujie nodded without hesitation. As soon as he agreed, he strode over to Ding Dashan and stood about three steps away.
He stopped, clasped his hands together, bowed to Ding Dashan, and said in a loud voice: "I am Miao Shujie from Qiankun Sect. Please teach me, Brother Dao!"
At this point, Miao Shujie suddenly smiled sinisterly: "Remember, although we paid, we are not here to vent our anger, so you can show your true ability and fight back at will. Humph..."
Before Miao Shujie finished his sneer, he suddenly swung his fists downwards and shouted angrily, "Ha!"
"Boom..."
Suddenly, a dull loud noise sounded, like thunder in the clear sky, deafening.
At the same time, a strong airflow spread out from Miao Shujie as the center, forming a shock wave visible to the naked eye.
Under the influence of this impact, the clothes Miao Shujie was wearing were blown into pieces in an instant.
However, Miao Shujie's naked upper body had sharp muscles and an enviable bronze luster, which was a typical sign of a spiritual martial arts practitioner. In particular, his muscles were well-defined, firm and powerful, as hard as fine steel that had been tempered a thousand times, and seemed to contain endless power.
As his breathing rose and fell, these muscles moved rhythmically, emitting a heart-pounding breath.
"Wait a minute!" At this moment, Ding Dashan suddenly stretched out his hand to Miao Shujie.
Miao Shujie: "What's wrong?"
"Oh..." Ding Dashan covered his stomach with a look of pain on his face. "I don't know what I ate this morning. I suddenly have a stomachache. I'm going to the toilet first!"
Miao Shujie: “???”
My clothes were all torn to pieces, and you tell me this?