System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests-Chapter 120 - 93: Presenting the Divine Saber to the Worthy

Chapter 120: Chapter 93: Presenting the Divine Saber to the Worthy

Chaotic Burial Mound.

With one kick, he sent the wild dog scavenging here flying. The man with the word ’play’ on his mask was flipping the soil over, strike by strike.

"Damn it!

"So damn it!

"The grand play hasn’t started, and the actor is dead.

"During festive seasons, will you still watch plays in the future?

"But this actor is truly useless, you obtained Divine Skill, yet didn’t train diligently.

"Now the precious Secret Manual is lost, and the person is dead..."

He muttered to himself, flipping the soil to reveal Dong Xingzhi wrapped in the straw mat underneath.

Looking at his corpse, and the marks on his neck.

The man was silent for a moment, then laughed:

"However... life is like a play, how can anything be foolproof?

"Accidents and coincidences, they are all part of the play.

"An actor might sing a few more lines, it’s only natural.

"It’s a pity you found the wrong person...

"Why did you mess with him unnecessarily?"

As he spoke, he suddenly reached out with his palm, strands of Inner Breath flowed from his palm like threads.

At this moment, Dong Xingzhi’s corpse started to tremble.

It seemed something sensed the person’s Inner Strength and reacted.

After a moment, his Inner Breath infiltrated Dong Xingzhi’s corpse.

Dong Xingzhi’s tightly closed eyes suddenly opened!

His eyes had lost all vigor, still a dead body, but then the man softly spoke:

"Arise, arise, arise!"

Dong Xingzhi’s corpse obediently sat up from the straw mat.

The man stepped back to make space, and Dong Xingzhi shifted from sitting to standing.

Then he stepped out of the grave mound.

"Try moving around."

The man spoke softly.

Dong Xingzhi immediately moved his hands, twisted his neck... only, due to the wound on his neck, the flesh turned over grotesquely.

The man watched as if seeing something amusing, and laughed loudly for a while.

Then he took out needle and thread from his bag.

He began patching up the wound.

Dong Xingzhi, like a puppet, allowed him to do as he pleased.

After a while, the wound was repaired.

Then he stepped back two paces, slightly hooking his finger:

"Move."

Dong Xingzhi’s figure shook, throwing a punch, and then his body flew, forcefully executing a set of Fist Technique.

This Fist Technique was imposing, stirring up dust and rocks around.

The man with the word ’play’ on his mask sat silently on a nearby grave, watching intently.

After a while when the set of Fist Technique was finished, he nodded:

"Silk Thread Puppetry, puppet voice, anxious when moving, anxious when resting.

"What a pity, what a pity... died too early after all.

"Otherwise, after raising for only three months, it definitely wouldn’t be this half-baked comparison."

He spoke and took out a set of clothes, personally dressing Dong Xingzhi.

Cloaked him in a black hooded robe.

Afterwards, he took out something from his chest.

Examining by night, it turned out to be another Iron Scroll:

"Destroyed one scroll, think I’m at my wit’s end?

"This thing, I can have as many as I want.

"But this kid is too alert.

"This time even I didn’t dare to get too close, otherwise he might have detected.

"That would spoil my plans.

"Heh, you don’t want this to spread in the Martial World, but I want the whole world to scramble for it!

"Let’s see what you can do to me?"

He stuffed the Iron Scroll into Dong Xingzhi’s chest, waved his hand, and his robes fluttered as he softly sang:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the show is starting~"

He walked ahead, Dong Xingzhi followed behind, step by step leaving the Chaotic Burial Mound, vanishing into the night.

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...

The next two days were calm days.

Of course, this calm mainly referred to Chu Qing himself.

He barely left the inn these two days, merely staying inside practicing martial arts, honing his skills.

The Divine Blade City was still as chaotic as ever, occasionally attracting new experts which then stirred up the bustle.

Gentle followed her two senior brothers out strolling every day.

And then came back to tell Chu Qing what she had seen.

Thanks to her diligence, Chu Qing was well-informed about the situation in Divine Blade City.

Currently, around Divine Blade City, besides Luochun Manor and Celestial Dance City, almost all other large and small forces have gathered.

The most notable among them are Tingtai Pavilion, Feiyun Valley, and Righteous Alliance.

It’s because these three houses are not weaker than Divine Blade Hall.

In addition to this, many small forces made their appearance.

These folks, even before the First Grade Conference had started, already had several conflicts.

Of course, the grand play hasn’t begun, and presently they just taste a little.

Despite many conflicts, hardly anyone died, overall it’s considered stable.

Cao Qiupu also didn’t send any news these two days, as if after causing some chaos the day he entered the city, he hasn’t appeared in front of people.

Also, the two girls from Bodhi Temple.

Nian’an and Nianxin.

These two girls are keen on having people worship them as elder brothers, Divine Blade City now is flocks of mixed characters, perfect for them to develop a ’force’.

Yet these two days, there’s been no trace.

Not knowing what tricks they are up to.

In contrast, Mist Rain Tower is relatively active, Du Hanyan with her junior sisters occasionally appear across various spots in Divine Blade City, even once came to Fuyun Inn to find Chu Qing.

They thus acquainted Mo Duxing of Bian City.

Bian City also visited Chu Qing alone these two days.

The two did not talk deeply but communicated tacitly, lastly Bian City told Chu Qing.