Fox Demon: The villain at the beginning

Chapter 432 Nouveau Riche, Empty Reputation
"Whether it was the power of a magic weapon or not, you were still defeated by me!"

Jin Renfeng said jokingly.

"What right does a mere defeated opponent have to challenge me?"

"That's all in the past."

Wang Quanba said coldly.
"Now that I also possess a powerful magic weapon, I will surely avenge my previous humiliation in today's battle."

"With such confidence, it seems the magic weapon you obtained is exceptionally powerful."

Jin Renfeng raised an eyebrow and said.

"Could it be the King's Sword, the number one treasure of the Dao Alliance?"

"That's right!"

Wang Quanba's face was full of pride. He raised his hand and brought the long sword at his waist to his face.

"Now that I have obtained control of the King's Sword, it is no longer possible for them to defeat me with magical weapons."

Jin Renfeng looked up at the long sword in his hand.

The sword is three feet long, entirely golden, with its scabbard and hilt seemingly made of gold. The words "Royal Power" are clearly marked on the hilt, exuding an air of wealth and grandeur.

"They're just like nouveau riche!"

He thought to himself.

"I really can't see any trace of the aura of a famous sword in this sword."

However, this was the first time Jin Renfeng had ever seen the Wangquan Sword.

Although he had been in the world of fox spirits for several years, he had never actually come into contact with this famous sword for various reasons.

Now, however, his wish has come true.

. . . . . .

"I never expected that the Wangquan family would actually bring out the Wangquan Sword!"

On the cloud, Elder Li couldn't help but sigh when he saw Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye take out the Wang Quan Sword.

"This Wang Quan family is truly shameless, actually using their clan's most treasured artifact in a competition among juniors!"

Yang Yifang frowned.

"I wonder if Junior Nephew Renfeng can handle it."

"It's difficult!"

Li Jing'an shook his head.

"Compared to that King's Sword, even the great demon king's magic weapon in the hands of Junior Nephew Renfeng pales in comparison!"

Yang Yifang turned to look at Dongfang Guyue beside him and asked,
"Brother Dongfang, do you have any plans for this challenge?"

"I didn't make any arrangements!"

Dongfang Guyue's face was ashen, and she slowly shook her head.
"If I had a way to deal with Wang Quanjian, I would have used it on Wang Quanshou long ago. Why would I wait until now?"

"Even Brother Dongfang can't do anything about it. It seems we can only wait and see how much of the power the King's Sword can unleash!"

Yang Yifang frowned.

"As long as he doesn't break through to the Demon Emperor level, it shouldn't be too difficult for Junior Nephew Renfeng to handle."

"Since Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye dared to take out the Wang Quan Sword, he must have the ability to wield it."

Elder Li shook his head.
"It seems that this hurdle for Junior Nephew Renfeng is going to be difficult!"

. . . . . .

On the bluestone square!
"You keep saying that relying on magic weapons makes your victory unfair, but in the end, you still have to rely on magic weapons to deal with me?"

Jin Renfeng's face showed disdain.

"I was simply giving them a taste of their own medicine."

Wang Quanba said in a deep voice.

Jin Renfeng snorted coldly.
"Now that we've decided to enter the fray, no amount of high-sounding words will change that. In the end, we'll have to see who's the real deal!"

"I'm just about to learn from your superior skills!"

Wang Quanba said loudly, placing his hand on the hilt of the sword and slowly drawing the long sword from his hand.

The sword was drawn from its scabbard with a rustling sound.

A flash of cold light appeared, and the sword blade was drawn from its sheath.

Wang Quanba waved his arm, without infusing any magic power, but the force of the slash alone carved a trench in the ground.

"Truly worthy of being called the Royal Sword! It's incredibly sharp."

Jin Renfeng thought to himself.

Even his Xunli Sword would find it difficult to achieve this level without infusing it with magic power.

Upon seeing Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye draw the Wang Quan Sword, the numerous independent cultivators on the periphery were filled with excitement.
"I never expected that we would actually see the King's Sword!"

"The most precious treasure in the world is rarely seen when it is unsheathed."

"This trip was definitely worth it!"

Everyone was talking about it.

"But the Wangquan family has even brought out the Wangquan Sword, so isn't their victory a sure thing?"

Others have also spoken out.

"Otherwise what? That's the most precious treasure in the world."

"It seems that the famous Golden-Faced Fire God is going to be in trouble this time too."

The moment the King's Sword appeared, everyone felt that everything was already destined.

. . . . . .

The man in white robes raised the royal sword in his hand, pointing the tip of the sword at the man's throat.

Jin Renfeng snorted coldly, and divine fire blazed around him, enveloping his entire body in flames.

"Before we begin, I have one more question I'd like to ask you!"

Instead of making a move, Wang Quanba asked a question.

"what is the problem?"

Jin Renfeng said calmly.

"I don't understand why you're targeting me like this."

Wang Quanba frowned.

"I believe I have not offended you, but you have always treated me as an enemy, and even attacked my Royal Manor because of this."

"This action is truly baffling!"

"The reason is simple!"

Jin Renfeng said calmly,

"Because you call yourself the number one among the younger generation of the Dao Alliance."

"Is that why?"

Wang Quanba looked surprised and suspicious.

"That's why!"

Jin Renfeng said calmly.

"You're being far too stingy!"

The idea of ​​a royal power and hegemony seems rather absurd.

"A mere empty title, nothing to brag about."

Why fight over such a trivial matter of reputation?

"A hollow reputation?"

Jin Renfeng snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on the other person's face.

"I, Jin Renfeng, have fought my way up the battlefield, killed demon kings and battled demon emperors, and made countless meritorious contributions, which is why I have my current status and position."

"Why should I be overshadowed by someone like you who has accomplished nothing?"

"Just because you come from a royal family?"

"I simply disdain worldly affairs."

Wang Quanbaye's face flushed red as he was overshadowed by others' praise of his achievements.

Whether you are interested or not is none of my business!

Jin Renfeng said coldly,

"All I know is that my achievements and accomplishments are genuine!"

"Since you dare to call yourself the number one, I'll have to see what you're made of."

"I thought you were a person of simple tastes, but I never expected you to be so obsessed with empty fame."

Upon hearing this, Wang Quanba sighed lightly, feigning nonchalance, and raised the sword in his hand.

"Since our dispute is difficult to resolve, it seems we have no choice but to have a real fight."

“So best!”

Jin Renfeng snorted coldly.

With a thought, golden-red flames immediately condensed in his palm.

On the other side, Wang Quanba poured his magic power into the Wang Quan Sword in his hand, and golden sword energy instantly soared into the sky.

Their eyes met, and the next moment, they simultaneously transformed into divine light and soared into the sky.

boom--

The devastating power swept across the entire sky in an instant.

"A clash between the King's Sword and a top genius is truly a once-in-a-century event!"

On the cloud, the head of the Wen family exclaimed in amazement.

"This is truly an eye-opening experience!" One side is a prodigy from another family, with unparalleled talent, and fortunate enough to possess a naturally occurring spiritual treasure.

One is the eldest son of a noble family, born into wealth and possessing a supreme family heirloom sword.

The two individuals, from completely opposite backgrounds, engaged in a head-on confrontation amidst great anticipation, relying on their powerful talents and magical artifacts.

. . . . . .

"Now that we have the King's Sword in hand, Brother has made up for the weakness of our magic weapons. We'll definitely be able to teach that Jin guy a lesson and avenge the arrow wound from last time!"

Standing among the disciples of the Li family, looking up at the divine fire and sword energy that blotted out the sky, Li Quzhuo was extremely excited.

After their last encounter, both of them received a good scolding when they got home because of their younger sister's embellishment.

Fueled by both old and new grudges, he naturally grew increasingly displeased with Jin Renfeng.

Li Zizai, standing to the side, exclaimed in amazement.
"Judging by the scale of this sword energy, the boss's strength has probably increased more than tenfold!"

"That King's Sword truly deserves to be the Dao Alliance's number one treasure!"

"It can actually enhance such combat power!"

"Ten times? That guy surnamed Jin must be dumbfounded now!"

Li Quzhuo said with schadenfreude.

"With Jin Renfeng's strength, he could never be a match for Wang Quanjian!"

Li Zizai laughed.
"This time, it's time for that kid to taste defeat."

. . . . . . .

As the sword and palm clashed, golden flames and golden sword energy mingled together, brewing a powerful force within.

The golden palm strike shattered instantly, and the remaining sword energy shot out.

It struck Jin Renfeng directly in the chest.

The figure in the green robe was sent flying backwards, traveling more than ten feet before finally coming to a stop!
Upon seeing this, Wang Quanbaye smiled.

He didn't chase after them, but stood there leisurely.

Jin Renfeng stopped in his tracks, looked at the tattered clothes on his chest, and frowned.

"To be able to break through my palm strike, it seems that this guy's strength has indeed surpassed the quasi-demon emperor level and reached the demon emperor level."

"How was it? How powerful was my sword strike?"

Wang Quanba asked triumphantly.

With a single, decisive strike, he instantly regained his confidence and dispelled the gloom of his previous defeat.

"It's just relying on the power of the King's Sword."

Jin Renfeng said disdainfully.

"What's so great about a mere sword stand?"

"That's not what you said when you bullied me with your magical treasure!"

Wang Quanbaye laughed.

"Why are you denying your obligations now that you're in a weaker position?"

Jin Renfeng was speechless.

He didn't use any magic weapons at all when fighting the Masked Gang.

From beginning to end, it was all about this self-righteous pursuit of imperial power and hegemony.

In the end, they inexplicably assigned him a crime.

. . . . . . .

"Brother Dongfang, judging from Renfeng's appearance, things seem rather bad!"

Seeing Jin Renfeng suffer a loss, Li Jing'an said nervously.

"That move just now had reached the level of a demon emperor. It's normal that the human-phoenix couldn't handle it!"

Dongfang Guyue's face was grim.

He didn't expect the worst-case scenario to still happen.

"That kid wielding the King's Sword probably now has half of the fighting power of King Shouzhuo!"

"If this continues, Junior Nephew Renfeng will undoubtedly be defeated!"

Yang Yifang said with concern.

"But even if I wait here, there's nothing I can do to intervene!"

Li Jingan said.

The three men frowned, unsure of what to do.

. . . . . .

"If he can't even withstand a single blow from the young master, it seems that Jin Renfeng won't last much longer!"

Butler Fei stood beside Wang Quan Shouzhuo and said with a smile.

"The final victory will surely belong to our royal family!"

"That's natural!"

Wang Quan Shouzhuo took a sip of tea and said casually.
"Jin Renfeng is just a poor man from a humble background; how can he compare to Ba Ye?"

"Moreover, with the King's Sword present, there's absolutely no chance of failure!"

"After this great battle, young master's reputation will surely soar!"

Butler Fei smiled.

"With Jin Renfeng as a stepping stone, the young master's shortcomings in reputation and achievements will be completely made up!"

"Afterwards, remember to spread the word about Ba Ye's prestige! And try to win over as many powerful families as possible!"

Wang Quan adhered to the principle of simplicity.
"We must pave the way for him so that he can become the leader of the alliance in the future!"

"This old servant understands!"

Butler Fei bowed and said.

. . . . . . .

"Today I'll let you taste the power of the King's Sword!"

In mid-air, Wang Quanba shouted and leaped into the air, thrusting his sword at Jin Renfeng.

Jin Renfeng enveloped his palm in divine fire and struck the side of the sword.

"You think this trick will still work on me?"

Wang Quanba snorted coldly, then immediately turned his longsword and slashed horizontally.

clang--

A surge of sword energy erupted, and with just a touch, the divine fire shattered instantly.

Jin Renfeng withdrew his hand and stepped back, letting out a long sigh.

"It seems that Huai Zhu's flames are indeed not suitable for this level of combat!"

In fact, from the beginning of this encounter, Jin Renfeng has been using the divine fire that Huaizhu entrusted to him.

Since Huai Zhu's own strength has not yet reached that of a Great Demon King, the power of the divine fire she condenses is also much weaker.

That's why his palm strike was broken by Wang Quanbaye.

"I have truly underestimated the power and dominance of this kingdom!"

Jin Renfeng looked at the person opposite him and thought to himself.

Although he valued the Wangquan Sword highly, he didn't really care about the current Wangquan Hegemony.

After all, he was just a defeated opponent, and his various methods were thoroughly understood by him, so he was not a formidable enemy at all.

Only when he felt confident did Jin Renfeng use Huai Zhu's divine fire to fight his enemy.

But to his surprise, the power of the King's Sword still exceeded his expectations.

Taking advantage of the shattering of the divine fire, Wang Quanba leaped forward and thrust his sword repeatedly.

Jin Renfeng dodged them one by one with a swift movement.

"Jin Renfeng, is this all you've got?"

Wang Quanba shouted triumphantly, as if venting his past grievances.

Where has your former glory gone?

"You're so smug just because you beat me by a move or two? You're really pathetic!"

Jin Renfeng said calmly.

"Since you're so arrogant, it's time to show you my true abilities!"

With a thought, a flying sword shot out from his waist and landed in his palm.

"Is this what you rely on?"

Wang Quanba laughed and raised the sword in his hand.
"How could a mere flying sword possibly compare to my Royal Sword?"

"Even the same magical weapon will have different powers in the hands of different people."

Jin Renfeng said calmly.

"The Sword of Royal Power in your hands is nothing but a pile of scrap metal."

But in my hands, the Xunli Sword is a divine weapon that can rival the Wangquan Sword.

"What an arrogant brat!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Quanba's face darkened.

From a young age, he was known as a kendo genius, and his elders all praised his talent.

He was quite proud of this, believing himself to be exceptionally gifted.

However, in the other party's words, his proud talent was reduced to scrap metal.

Being looked down upon in this way naturally displeased Wang Quanbaye.

(End of this chapter)