Top Grade Pure Beauty CEO-Chapter 319 - : Soft Persimmon [First Update]

Chapter 319: Chapter 319: Soft Persimmon [First Update]

Li Xiaoyao was ultimately a bit careless; although Wu Cang’s cultivation level was indeed stronger than Li Zhong’s, how could the Wu Family compare to the Li Family?

As one of the Eight Great Sects of Xuan Country, the Li Family had profound heritage, with countless high-level martial arts and spells.

If not for this, how could the Li Family be listed among the Eight Great Sects of Xuan Country?

Li Zhong’s mastery of the spear technique was nearly at perfection, his forceful and stern attacks were far more formidable than Wu Cang’s.

Li Xiaoyao quickly put aside the contempt in his heart, raised the Seven Star Ancient Sword to block the thrust, but his body was still shaken and forced to retreat several steps by this power.

“This is somewhat interesting,” Li Xiaoyao said with a grin, “Come on then, let’s see what other tricks you have up your sleeve.”

“To think you could block that thrust!” Li Zhong was somewhat surprised, but then he sneered and said, “Indeed you have some means, yet this does not change the fact that you will die by my spear.”

“Is that so? It’s probably too early to jump to conclusions.”

The Seven Star Ancient Sword was thrown into the air, but it did not fall to the ground as Li Zhong had anticipated.

Just as the ancient sword seemed about to plunge into the ground, it abruptly stopped in mid-air, floating steadily beside Li Xiaoyao, its blade pointing straight at Li Zhong.

At this sight, Li Zhong’s pupils shrank, he exclaimed, “A Mentalist! You are a Mentalist!”

Jiang Lichun and Fang Han, who were engaged in combat, turned their heads upon hearing the shout and immediately noticed the floating ancient sword, shock evident in their eyes.

“This kid is actually a Mentalist!” Fang Han was greatly startled, his thoughts racing as he considered whether to abandon Li Zhong and flee alone.

“Xuan Sect has hit the jackpot!” Jiang Lichun’s heart leaped with joy, as Li Xiaoyao had brought him too many surprises, like an endless treasure waiting to be explored.

“Escape!” In a few short seconds, Fang Han made his decision, giving up on Li Zhong.

The Li Family might be worth associating with, but compared to that, preserving one’s life was more important.

Jiang Lichun swiftly drew back his hand and the horsetail whisk “smack” struck Fang Han’s back, causing him to stagger backward and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Li Zhong tightened his grip on the long spear and said, “I did underestimate you, not expecting you to be a Mentalist. If you were allowed to continue your cultivation, perhaps in a few decades you might become a regional overlord, but now, you don’t have that chance.”

“I’m quite eager to see the unwillingness and despair in your eyes when I kill you.”

“To snuff out a cultivation genius in their cradle, this sense of achievement, is unparalleled!”

Li Xiaoyao felt it was useless to argue with a man on the brink of death, speaking more words was pointless.

“Go!”

With a light shout, the Seven Star Ancient Sword turned into a blur, like the wind it raced, aiming for Li Zhong’s throat at a tricky angle.

The long spear parried upwards, and with a “clang,” spear and sword collided, instantly deflecting the Seven Star Ancient Sword.

Li Zhong stepped swiftly, coming up to Li Xiaoyao as if shadowing him, retracting the spear and then thrusting powerfully, aiming for Li Xiaoyao’s throat.

Li Xiaoyao sidestepped, barely avoiding the attack, but the long spear still pierced his shoulder, drawing a spurt of blood. Simultaneously, half of his garment was shredded by the fierce momentum.

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Li Xiaoyao’s face remained unchangingly impassive, the injury to his shoulder not causing him a shred of pain, his body moved slightly to the side, and his cold gaze seemed to emanate from the deepest abyss.

As the clothes tore apart, the tiger fang pendant around Li Xiaoyao’s neck swayed, flashing before Li Zhong’s eyes.

“The sacred beast, White Tiger!”

Li Zhong’s pupils contracted suddenly, the term flashing in his mind, a stream of fragmented information in his brain linked together into a complete chain of thoughts.

“Your surname is Li!” Li Zhong’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“Die!”

Li Xiaoyao paid no mind to whatever Li Zhong was thinking, seizing the moment of his distraction, the Seven Star Ancient Sword had already flown, piercing through his back, all the way through.

Li Zhong slowly looked down, at the sword blade piercing his chest, his complexion turning ashen.

“Thud!”

His knees hit the ground, Li Zhong stared fixedly at Li Xiaoyao, his lips moving in fragmented speech, “Your surname is Li… You are…”

Blood froth spilled from his mouth, and a complete sentence never managed to leave his lips.

“Pugh!”

Li Xiaoyao gripped the hilt of the sword, pulled it out, and looked down coldly for a glance before nonchalantly slicing off his fingers and pocketing the storage ring.

“What!” Fang Han, covered in wounds, was shocked to see that Li Zhong had been killed.

Although Li Zhong’s cultivation level wasn’t as high as his, he certainly wasn’t someone Li Xiaoyao could kill.

In that instant, he felt as if his nerves had become completely disordered.

“Old Jiang, finish it off quickly,” Li Xiaoyao urged.

“I’ve been waiting for you.” Jiang Lichun had been restraining his cultivation level, but upon seeing Li Xiaoyao dispose of Li Zhong, he no longer held back, and a surge of energy several times stronger than before burst forth.

The force of that energy sent Fang Han’s blood surging and his footing unstable.

The horsetail whisk, whose material was unknown but proved harder than steel, struck Fang Han’s shoulder with an audible sound of bones shattering.

“Agh!” Fang Han’s eyes turned bloodshot as he gritted his teeth, “Jiang Lichun, do you truly wish to make an enemy of the Seven Swords Sect?”

“Don’t you think it’s a little late to say that now?” With a cold laugh, Jiang Lichun struck at his right shoulder again.

Fang Han nearly shattered his steel teeth and, with his bloodshot eyes, turned away from Jiang Lichun and frantically charged at Li Xiaoyao.

“Even if it’s in death, I will take someone with me!” Although he was no match for Jiang Lichun, he was certain he still had a hundred percent chance of taking down Li Xiaoyao.

Watching Fang Han rushing towards him, Li Xiaoyao was not at all panicked; he slightly lifted his eyes and said softly, “Think I’m an easy target?”

“Go to hell!” the nearly crazed Fang Han, unleashing all his potential, pushed his speed to the limit — a strike so fast that even Jiang Lichun’s expression slightly changed.

“Dodge it!” Jiang Lichun yelled in a low voice.

But Li Xiaoyao, as if he hadn’t heard, did not dodge and kept his eyes firmly fixed on him.

“When speed is pushed to the utmost limit, even a droplet of water can penetrate a thousand-pound boulder.”

“In martial arts, only speed is unbreakable, for speed is always the ultimate weapon!”

As he practiced the Sword Control Nine Forms, these words remained fresh in Li Xiaoyao’s memory to this day, never to be forgotten.

During this period, the cultivators he had fought with were indeed more powerful than he was, but to a limited extent — the strongest being Wu Cang, who was only two realms above him.

But Fang Han was different; he was a cultivator at the peak of the Abstinence Realm, an entire realm stronger than himself.

Very strong, incredibly strong!

Even after hundreds of training sessions in the simulation system against Ouyang Gu, Li Xiaoyao could not guarantee that he could kill him in a straight confrontation!

But, Li Xiaoyao wanted to try.

The strong are those who constantly strengthen themselves through battle.

What if the opponent was several times stronger than oneself?

The strong are strong because they possess the heart of the strong.

Nothing can make them submit, be afraid, or retreat!

Gripping the Seven Star Ancient Sword tightly, Li Xiaoyao took a deep breath, stepped into the Seven-Star Step, and the Sword Control Nine Forms unfolded, turning into a shadow in the night. Under Jiang Lichun’s incredulous gaze, he moved proactively to meet Fang Han.

Seeing this, Fang Han was first taken aback, then immediately furious, “You think just because you killed Li Zhong, you can compare with me? Go to hell!”

This strike, condensing all of Fang Han’s learnings, caused the heavens and earth to lose color, and even the grass and trees were startled!

Li Xiaoyao, with a frosty expression, performed the Sword Control Nine Forms without losing any ground.

The next moment, two figures touched in an instant, then stood their ground in their respective sword-holding stances.

In that moment, it seemed as though the whole world fell silent, and even the ever-pursuing Zhu Jiuyin stopped in the distance to watch vigilantly.

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