Bab 137: Big brother Shines Brightly
Qin Wufeng was struck into the ground, his divine sword Qiushui flying far away and embedding itself into the earth, hilt first.
"Pathetic, not durable at all," Fu Qing muttered as he descended from the air, tossing aside the broken hilt with disdain. It was unclear whether he was referring to the broken sword or Qin Wufeng.
Everyone fell silent. For most of them, this was their first time witnessing a battle between martial emperors.
It was nothing like the dazzling martial arts exchanges they had imagined. Fu Qing's fighting style left a deep impression on them!
So, martial emperors really do brawl!
A deep, bottomless human-shaped pit marked where Qin Wufeng had fallen.
Of course, Qin Wufeng was not fatally wounded. As a martial emperor, he wouldn't be killed so easily by Fu Qing.
Suddenly, the pit exploded with a burst of sharp sword energy, and a figure leapt out.
It was Qin Wufeng!
Covered in dirt, his beard dishevelled, hair scattered, and his white robes torn to shreds, revealing ghastly wounds underneath.
He had used his true qi to seal his wounds, preventing further bleeding, but the blood oozing from his mouth showed that he was still seriously injured.
With eyes like hawks, he fixed his gaze on Fu Qing's innocent face. "Fu Qing, one day I will repay today's humiliation!"
Even though Fu Qing's weapon was destroyed, Qin Wufeng was also heavily injured and not in any condition to continue the fight.
Fu Qing laughed coldly, "If it weren't for the fact that you're the deputy sect master of Yuan Sword Sect and your death would have serious repercussions, do you think I couldn't kill you?"
"You!" Qin Wufeng was momentarily speechless!
Fu Qing was right. With the power he had just demonstrated, it was entirely possible for him to kill Qin Wufeng.
The Tianxuan Empire didn't particularly care about the Yuan Sword Sect. With the Empress in power, even if Fu Qing was the only martial emperor, he could easily suppress Yuan Sword Sect.
The four major sects, however, had strong bonds. If Fu Qing killed Sword Emperor Qin Wufeng here, it would inevitably cause a sense of mourning, leading the four sects to join forces against the Empress, making her situation difficult.
Surrounded in all directions, even the Empress alone would struggle to control the four regions.
Therefore, Fu Qing spared Qin Wufeng's life, merely giving him a beating to show his strength.
After all, with his disciple showing such prowess, how could he, as the master, not show off a bit?
What he didn't realize was that his and Chen Kong's actions would hasten the downfall of the Tianxuan Empire.
Throughout history, the emergence of powerful rulers at the end of a dynasty was a sign of great misfortune, not good luck!
Of course, Fu Qing and his group were unaware of this at the moment.
With an air of triumph, Fu Qing declared, "Take your people and get out!"
The members of the Yuan Sword Sect breathed a collective sigh of relief.
They had never imagined that Fu Qing could so easily defeat Qin Wufeng, their idol.
Seeing Qin Wufeng crash to the ground, the members of Yuan Sword Sect felt as if the sky was falling.
Fortunately, Fu Qing had some sense and did not kill the Sword Emperor, thus sparing Yuan Sword Sect from destruction.
Unlike the relieved members of the Yuan Sword Sect, Qin Wufeng stood motionless, overwhelmed by humiliation.
A proud Martial Emperor, being spared like a dog?
He had spent his life mastering the sword, unyielding and proud! Twice he had faced humiliation in Central Province: once kneeling before the Empress, and now being defeated by Fu Qing in front of everyone!
Lu Qing saw Qin Wufeng's demeanour and immediately realized he was on the verge of doing something reckless.
To prevent Qin Wufeng from acting impulsively and provoking Fu Qing further, which could lead to the annihilation of Yuan Sword Sect, he quickly supported Qin Wufeng and whispered, "Deputy Sect Master, revenge can wait! As long as we live, we can always fight back!"
Qin Wufeng's eyebrows knitted together. "How can I endure such humiliation?"
"Deputy Sect Master! Our new disciples are all here, and just nearby is Zhenxi Pass with tens of thousands of troops stationed! We can't risk the future of Yuan Sword Sect over a moment of impulse!" Lu Qing pleaded earnestly.
Qin Wufeng glanced around. The disciples of Yuan Sword Sect, with their desperate eyes full of hope, looked at him, waiting for his decision.
He cursed inwardly, 'A bunch of spineless cowards! Do they even deserve to be Yuan Sword Sect disciples? They all deserve to die! It's because of trash like you that Yuan Sword Sect is being crushed by the Imperial Academy!'
Despite his thoughts, Qin Wufeng couldn't act on them. These kids were already the cream of the crop in the Tianxuan Empire. If they were truly lost here, Yuan Sword Sect would be finished.
Suddenly, he noticed a pair of eyes among the disciples filled with intense fighting spirit!
It was Lin Yang!
Witnessing the battle between martial emperors, Lin Yang's desire for power had reached a new height!
When one's strength reached a certain level, life and death could be decided in an instant!
A true man should be like this!
A true protagonist would never be defeated by setbacks; instead, setbacks would ignite greater potential and fighting spirit, making him stronger and stronger!
Looking at Lin Yang, the most talented of the new generation, Qin Wufeng's heart softened inexplicably!
He had always been a favoured child of the heavens but was constantly suppressed by Mo Qingkuang. Now that Mo Qingkuang had even acquired the Wind Spirit Body, Lin Yang might never surpass this mountain again!
Fortunately, he had a resilient mind. Rather than losing confidence, he had gained an even more vigorous fighting spirit.
'Alright, I'll endure this for him,' Qin Wufeng sighed inwardly.
He struggled to utter a single word: "Retreat!"
Before leaving, he glared at Fu Qing and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression extremely unwilling.
"Fu Qing, you win this time!"
With that, he disappeared.
Once Qin Wufeng was gone, and everyone watched the Yuan Sword Sect's team leave their sight, the atmosphere at the scene gradually relaxed.
"Alright, it's over! Meeting adjourned! We're not serving any meals here," Fu Qing waved his hand, signalling everyone to leave.
Hearing Fu Qing's dismissal, the members of the smaller sects dared not approach him. They all fled quickly, afraid that they might displease him and get beaten up.
However, the most disappointed were the Tiandao Sect, who not only failed to gain anything from the Falling Leaf King Tomb but also lost their top spot on the Young Qilin Ranking and a precious sword.
Yuan Kuang looked at the empty scabbard in his hand, then at the half-broken sword hilt on the ground. He opened his mouth but ultimately didn't dare say anything.
He led his team away, feeling dejected.
Fu Qing himself flashed over to the Imperial Academy team, his face showing pride, his yellow teeth exposed in a grin. "How was it?"
The new disciples like Mo Qingkuang thought the principal was asking for praise and were about to compliment him.
However, they saw that Chen Kong and Li Sheng had already closed their eyes with strange expressions and turned their heads away.
They only heard a few grandmasters of the Imperial Academy bow to Fu Qing in unison, shouting, "Big Brother, you shine like the sun!"
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