Xianxia: I Can Download Fully Levelled Abilities - Chapter 56
Chapter 56: The Arrogant Disciple of the Heavenly Sword Mountain!
“Feng Chen? You must be a disciple of the Feng family of Qiu Feng Mountain. Is it really a waste to give such a good surname to you.” Nangong Aotian played with the wine cup in his hand.
“Who do you think you are!” Hearing the other party insult his family, the girl behind Feng Chen said coldly. The treasured sword in her hand had already been unsheathed!
Nangong Aotian laughed out loud. ” I need a beauty to accompany me when I drink. I was just looking for a few talented and pretty girls to accompany me. Your appearance and cultivation level are still acceptable. Are you interested?”
When Nangong Aotian said this, the few cultivators from the Heavenly Sword Mountain who were sitting with him laughed aloud. The young girl from the Feng family looked as if she was about to spew fire from her eyes.
Not only did Nangong Aotian tease her, he even insulted her in such a manner. How could she not be angry?
“I’ll kill you!”
The young lady drew her sword and was about to stab him, but Feng Chen stopped her. “Little sister, you’re not a match for them. Let me do it.”
Feng Chen took out a long saber from his storage ring and made a strange starting stance. “Nangong, let me experience your Molten Spirit technique! I’d like to see what qualifications you have to say such arrogant words!”
Victor’s eyes lit up when he saw Feng Chen’s starting position. As expected of one of the top ten distinguished families in the secret realm. This martial technique was quite interesting.
When the guests sitting around saw that someone was about to fight, not only did they not panic, but they were all drinking and eating with great interest as if they were watching a good show.
Even the waiter in the shop did not feel that there was anything wrong. He put a towel on his back and put down the wine in his hand. He said calmly, “Gentlemen, if you break something, you have to pay for it. Do you want to decide whether the loser or winner pays for it?”
When the waiter asked this question, a smile appeared on Victor’s face. This really was a strange restaurant.
But thinking about it, it was normal. The people here were all arrogant cultivators. It was probably common for them to cause trouble and fight.
He immediately turned his head to watch the show. The information of the man with the surname Nangong appeared in front of Victor.
Name: Nangong Aotian
Cultivation Method: Sword Control technique, Heavenly Mountain sword technique, Molten Spirit Blood sword, Molten Spirit technique.
Cultivation Talent: Beginner stage of Xuan-grade realm
Spirit Root: Fire and earth spirit root
Strength: Level eight
“Of course I’ll pay if I lose.” Nangong Aotian lazily stood up from his seat with a playful smile on his face.
“Feng, in case you don’t know, the things in the East Ocean Restaurant aren’t cheap. It’s common to lose 180 spirit stones in a fight. You better be able to pay if you lose later!”
Hearing the figure of 100 to 200 spirit stones, Feng Chen’s face turned ugly. He had already lost a lot of money today. If he were to lose 100 to 200 spirit stones, he wouldn’t be able to afford it. However, this time, he had no way out.
“Do you think you’re going to win? What a joke! Take this!”
Feng Chen shouted and stepped out. He infused his spirit energy into his long saber. Feng Chen became one with his saber and pounced on Nangong Aotian’s chest like a fierce tiger.
“Humph! You overestimated yourself!” Nangong Aotian flipped his hand and a black long sword appeared in his palm. It was a high yellow-grade spirit tool.
Spirit energy was poured into the sword and the black long sword turned into a strange blood-red color. Nangong Aotian slashed out with his sword and set off waves of scorching wind as it collided with Feng Chen’s saber.
Bang!
The sword and saber collided and spirit energy rolled out in a raging manner. It flipped over seven to eight tables. Feng Chen’s entire body trembled and he felt an extremely hot aura penetrating his body like a thin thread.
Feng Chen took a few steps back, and his face turned pale. Nangong Aotian, on the other hand, was standing in his original spot, and the banquet behind him was not affected at all.
“Big brother.”
“Senior brother.”
The two men and a woman behind Feng Chen hurried over to help him up. However, when they touched Feng Chen’s body, they were shocked to have felt the burning sensation from his body.
Victor, who was watching from the side, clearly saw that Nangong Aotian used a cultivation technique that had the fire attribute. The fire power of this technique was a little stronger than the fire that was produced by his own Tree Building technique.
However, he was using a wood attribute cultivation technique, and the fire was only an addition to it. Other things aside, the Tree Building technique was definitely a top-notch cultivation technique in terms of energy endurance and spiritual power recovery.
After all, according to the records in the library, the power of this Tree Building technique had already been proven by the predecessors a thousand years ago.
Nangong Aotian laughed out loud, “You can’t even take a single strike? The cultivators from the ten great cultivation families are indeed trash!”
“I recommend that the ten great families should discuss with the outside sects and organize a martial arts conference of their own. Don’t come to Heavenly Sword Mountain and embarrass yourself, or else you won’t even be able to enter the mountain gate in the future!”
“Haha, Brother Nangong is right. A pile of rat poop would spoil a pot of soup. The head sect gave them a 20-year-old age limit, so the entry threshold can not be lower.
“There are quite a lot of people here. After going through so much effort and running for hundreds of thousands of miles, they can’t even enter the door. Isn’t it interesting?”
Hearing these people’s unbridled teasing, Feng Chen was burning with anger. He roared and the spiritual power in his body soared. A large part of the floor under his feet was flipped open, and even the walls were faintly trembling.
“Go to hell!”
Feng Chen’s figure blurred and rushed to Nangong Aotian like a ghost. He held the blade in both hands and smashed it down heavily. After the blade was swung, Feng Chen’s body burst out with a dazzling golden light. It was obvious that he had used his trump card.
Nangong Aotian’s eyes revealed a serious look. His face suddenly turned red and he opened his mouth to spit out a cloud of blood mist. The sword that was supposed to be scorching hot was now emitting smoke after absorbing the blood.
“Molten Spirit Blood Sword!”
Nangong Aotian shouted and a red light with high temperature rushed out of the sword and charged towards Feng Chen!
Feng Chen shouted and his spiritual power burst out. He blocked the red light with his saber. However, the light burned all of Feng Chen’s spiritual power. Feng Chen’s arm that was holding the sword started to burn!
Ahh!
Feng Chen let out a miserable cry. The flames were extinguished along with his spiritual power. His right arm began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Big brother!”
“Senior brother!”
The girl who was with Feng Chen almost cried when she saw this scene. It was obvious that she had deep feelings for Feng Chen. It was probably not as simple as just being a senior brother and sister.
When Nangong Aotian saw the girl’s reaction, a smug look flashed across his eyes.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suppressed the restless spirit energy in his body. He had also paid a heavy price for using the Molten Spirit Blood Sword. He would not be able to recover to his peak condition in a few days.
At this moment, Feng Chen was lying on the ground with a pale face. His right arm was charred black and his breathing was weak. It was as if he was dead.
Although it looked scary, Nangong Aotian did not actually kill him. At the start of the competition, if he killed the participants in public, it would be a bad thing to do. Even if Nangong Aotian was supported by the Heavenly Sword Mountain, he would not dare to do so.
