Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 537 Little Deng's Octagon and Old Deng's Sword
This punch left Xiao Jing somewhat dazed.

Logically speaking, a Hagimus of this level should be able to unleash devastating attacks that shake the heavens and earth.

They all start by slapping their foreheads, as if a rainbow were shining brightly above their heads.

With a slow-motion wave to the left, he summoned the Dongfeng Pearl Tower, which was three hundred miles high; with a slow-motion wave to the right, he unleashed an endless sword formation resembling a large plate of chicken.

With one last flick of his hips, he unleashed a stabilizing force even lighter than a steel coil.

When the fight breaks out, the world will change color. As for what color the sky will turn, it all depends on the color of the clouds above the heads of the two fighters—whether it's red, green, or just plain rubbish.

Of course, even so, it's still just the level of an ordinary expert throwing bricks.

No matter how grand the loss, it's nothing more than replacing a mortal's stone with the ultimate, invincible, rainbow-colored divine stone used by Hagi the Immortal.

There's no way to savor it.

Therefore, if we're talking about taste, and to be considered true masters, we need to go a step further and enter the realm of the matryoshka doll.

At this level, the battle between Hagimus is no longer about throwing excrement at each other, but rather about writing words on each other, on the ground, and in the sky, writing their own rules.

At first, I was powerless against your realm, and you were powerless against my laws. Here in the Great Xia territory, gods are forbidden to roam; here in the Great Xia territory, urination and defecation are forbidden. One small step forward, one giant leap for civilization.

Even for body cultivators, it's the same. You shatter my rules with one punch, and I'll reshape your world with one kick. Every punch lands with flesh, let's see whose underwear shatters first.

Using fists as pens, they relentlessly hammered the stakes.

In short, in the end, who wins and who loses depends entirely on who has more ink in their pen and who has more blank space on their body.

When one of them has nothing left to write about and has been completely trained by the other, he will be taken as a servant and will serve him in the future.

At least that's how it is for Xiao Jing.

In his past, every time he fought, he would start by throwing out the Exquisite Pagoda, and then end by suppressing the opponent with a rule that could not even be written on a pen, and which, when explained, was not the eternal Tao.

In his view, this was even more crucial for a showdown of titans.

Especially with this damn sense of destiny, he was actually somewhat excited.

From Xiao Jing's perspective, this is a legacy spanning countless millennia.

Ancient tales, the rise of the Eastern Qi, and the snowstorms of the northern border.
He peered into the past, plotted for the future, and looked back on his life. All those schemes, murders, and sacrifices, Xiao Jing felt that everything was destiny.

He was destined to become the only true immortal, wielding the reverse blade and inheriting the legacy of the Human Emperor.

When the time comes, the old emperor will die and a new emperor will be established.

He will become the new Human Emperor, ruling over the four continents and the endless universe.

but.
"I'll fuck your bastard, take this punch!"

There were no auspicious clouds stretching for 30,000 miles, nor was there the East Wind Pearl Tower.

The subtle manipulation of cause and effect is nowhere to be felt, nor is there any sudden enlightenment like washing one's feet back and forth in the river of time.

Only the purest old fists, the purest beatings.

Zhang Ze's foot didn't cross the river of time; it stepped directly into his mouth.

Lacking in manners and aesthetics, it was as if he had been dragged into a cesspool by a street ruffian.

He was punched again, and a sharp pain shot through his abdomen.

Xiao Jing was momentarily dazed, his memory returning to a childhood afternoon when he stopped a passing imperial physician to ask for his knowledge. The old man was very annoyed, but due to his status, he could not retaliate. In the end, he had no choice but to throw the simplest book, "Changchun Gong," at him.

The book says that if a person is weak and experiences pain in a certain area, it means that their spleen is ruptured. This is an internal injury, and if it is not treated quickly, the person will surely lie on their deathbed and wait for someone to collect their body.

The pain jolted Xiao Jing awake. Taking advantage of Zhang Ze's attempt to step on him, he used his hand to block the movement, then scrambled away without any decorum.

When he moved three meters away from Zhang Ze, he found that the pain in his spleen and the weakness and powerlessness he felt when he was still a mortal had completely disappeared.

Furthermore, the demonic blade in his hand that devoured the heavens, the earth, and himself had become sharp and unstoppable once again.

Xiao Jing didn't dare to step forward again. He took another step back, wiped the shoe print off his face, and felt that Zhang Ze was a bit strange.

Zhang Ze looked at Xiao Jing with a cold expression, but he was also very surprised.

He was just venting his anger, but he didn't expect it to cause Xiao Jing so much harm.

When he first came to understand Xiao Jing's tetanus blade, he tried many methods.

It wasn't until he was so distressed and had no ideas that he started using his double flash attack, and by chance, he found a way to suppress the Earth Sea Blade.

It was that colorless light he emitted, a light that was like the nemesis of the sea, melting snow as soon as it shone upon it, vanishing it without a trace.

As for the force that dragged Xiao Jing into the dry toilet, it was also related to this light.

After Zhang Zehui began to emit light, he mastered a fist technique that was not very harmful but extremely insulting.

[100% accuracy on normal punches]

Within five meters, he has a 100% hit rate. Although he doesn't cause any damage, all living beings are equal, and anyone who comes will get a punch from him.

After combining with Fuuki and Daidai-hime, the punch also changed.

The range of this move has been shortened by two meters, but it comes with the power of equality for all beings. Everyone within three meters will be pulled to the same level as Zhang Ze.

No matter if you're a Mahayana monk or a celestial being, once you enter, you'll be dragged to the ground and given a street punch.

As for the principle behind this move, Zhang Ze doesn't know it yet, nor does he care.

He's too lazy to bother with those profound and mysterious truths he can't understand. Maybe this move is high-class and contains the ultimate answer to the world, a boat leading to the other shore of Mahayana Buddhism.

Perhaps at another time, I would study this move properly with my master, then write a paper with my master's name on it, help him get some bonuses, and save them for when his salary is deducted in the future.

But now is not the time to think about these things.

The only priority now is to beat this Xiao Jing into a pulp.

Zhang Ze rushed forward again, grabbed Xiao Jing's sleeve, and tore the precious robe to shreds like a rag. He grabbed Xiao Jing's arm, twisted it in the opposite direction, and amidst the screams of bones breaking, he kicked Xiao Jing in the waist.

His every move lacked the demeanor of a master; his boxing techniques were insidious, and his footwork was vulgar.

Some of the moves were so dirty that even Zhang Ze himself found them somewhat unsavory and disdainful of using them.

However, this was not Zhang Ze being hypocritical or hypocritical; rather, those few thuggish, unorthodox punches were taught to him by the extraordinary Lu Tianming.

I don't know where she got her experience from, but her dirty tricks kept coming up one after another, seemingly without end.

Within the golden space inside Zhang Ze's body, the elders stood or sat, observing this supreme battle from Zhang Ze's perspective.

They all remained silent, and several senior members of the Heavenly Sect even covered their faces with their sleeves, unable to bear to look any longer.

The former sect leader of the Heavenly Sect turned his back and didn't even look at him.

In front of them, a large open space had been cleared, where Lu Tianming was demonstrating his skills and teaching Zhang Ze the 'Heavenly Sect's Ultimate Techniques'.

Ah Li stood to one side, watching intently, looking as if she had discovered a new continent.

It would occasionally practice a few moves along with Lu Tianming. If Zhang Ze weren't so busy, it would really want Lu Tianming to slow down so it could have time to ask questions and learn from him.

As for her good master Lu Tianming, although he didn't do it himself, he was still refreshed and vented his anger.

However, just as she was about to teach the Ten Oxen Milk-Shattering Eagle Claw Hand, she didn't expect that the move would miss.

With only half a life left, Xiao Jing held the knife in reverse and stabbed it into his own heart. Blood gushed out in an instant, and the thick, warm blood sprayed all over Zhang Ze's face. In that very moment, Xiao Jing broke free from Zhang Ze once again.

Once three meters away, Xiao Jing's riddled body immediately healed.

He stared intently at Zhang Ze, no longer daring to be distracted.

Zhang Ze scoffed, wiped the blood from his face, and raised his fist again to attack.

This time, however, Zhang Ze failed. The gap in their cultivation levels was insurmountable, and Xiao Jing did not give him another chance to get within three meters of him.

Xiao Jing seemed determined to wear down Zhang Ze. He stopped using the Earth and Sea Blade meaninglessly and started resorting to a series of unoriginal spells and realms.

Fortunately, without the constraint of the Earth and Sea Blade, Lu Tianming and the others found it much easier to take over the fight. With the seamless transition between his soul and personality, Zhang Ze continuously changed his appearance, cycling through the six sects' techniques without stopping for a moment.

These personal experiences were no different from receiving the Dharma and the Tao, and Zhang Ze seemed to have an epiphany.

During the spellcasting, Zhang Ze repeatedly tried to get within three meters of Xiao Jing, but unfortunately, he never succeeded.

The good news is that Zhang Ze's energy expenditure has decreased significantly. If this continues, Xiao Jing's body will eventually be completely exhausted.

However, when the Great Brightness Heaven-Opening Sword struck down, Zhang Ze saw Xiao Jing suddenly laugh.

He laughed wildly and unrestrainedly, as if he had also gained some enlightenment.

He ignored the giant starlight sword slashing towards her, and he didn't even look at Zhang Ze rushing towards him. He let go of her hand.

He threw the Earthsea Blade, which he had always treasured, onto the ground.

As the Blade of the Earth Sea left his hand, he seemed to suddenly become a different person, his dejection vanished, and he was completely elevated.

The Great Bright Heaven-Opening Sword turned to dust the instant it struck Xiao Jing's head.

Xiao Jing raised his hand and unleashed the Great Brightness Heaven-Opening Sword to slash at Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze wanted to stand his ground, but Lu Tianming stopped him.

After dodging the sword by transforming into starlight, a second and a third sword immediately came flying towards me.

Lu Tianming's house-demolition skills ironically became Xiao Jing's signature move.

Although he was a scoundrel, Xiao Jing was indeed a genius. Zhang Ze's few punches didn't kill Xiao Jing; instead, they gave him some enlightenment.

In putting down that invincible broken blade (except for Zhang Ze), he also freed himself from the shackles that bound him.

Xiao Jing, "Bound by external things, one will never become a saint! You fought well, you fought well!"

"I have said it before, I am destined for greatness! In the past, today, and in the future, I am the one closest to the finish line!"

"I have been comprehending the Dao in the Holy Land for 100,000 years, and I have reached the pinnacle of enlightenment. Even without the Blade of the Earth and Sea, no one can rival me!"
"Let's see how long you can hold on!"

After once again retaliating in kind, Xiao Jing formed a hand seal, and nine golden lotuses descended, instantly suppressing Zhang Ze and preventing him from advancing any further.

Countless techniques were unleashed, tearing at Zhang Ze's body and depleting Bai Yujing's power.

Xiao Jing was already three points stronger than Lu Tianming and the others. Now that he no longer needed to expend his strength to suppress the broken blade, he was like a dragon entering the sea.

In his eyes, Zhang Ze was no longer an opponent, but merely a barrier he was destined to cross, a touchstone sent to him by fate, and everything he had done was right.

Those punches that landed on my face were just small tests destined to happen.

The realm beneath his feet became increasingly perfect, and the profound insights gained from returning to the sacred land and embracing the source of all laws while sleeping were integrated into his heart.

Because they firmly believe they are the strongest, they are always right!

If this mysterious state continues, and if no one slaps him again, he might actually be able to take another step forward.

But just as Mr. Xiao was immersed in his own world and had forgotten what the world was like, a paper sword appeared out of thin air above his head.

Without any imposing sword aura or the aura of supreme dominance, the paper sword fell and landed within three meters of Zhang Ze, between him and Xiao Jing.

As the paper sword struck, the nearly perfect realm beneath Xiao Jing's feet collapsed, and the mysterious and profound state of heaven and man vanished. Even his thoughts disintegrated in that instant.

Everything was severed: the future, the past, and the present.

It's just a paper sword.

'Why? That's impossible!'

Xiao Jing stumbled back a step, looking at the paper sword that was so ordinary and repulsive compared to himself, his Earth and Sea Blade, and even to a single thread on his body. His eyes were filled with fear.

A voice he had never heard before rang in his ears.

“The mandate of heaven is in the hands of man, not in heaven. You are trapped in your own limitations, working in isolation. How can you talk about the great way?”
"sorrow."

Then, the voice whispered in Zhang Ze's ear, "Kid, come see me at the main building later, about my daughter."

After saying that, the voice disappeared, and the sword book turned into ashes in front of the two of them. From the ashes, an ordinary longsword took shape.

Zhang Ze sensed a familiar presence above.

It felt like the Blade of the Earth and Sea, but the aura emanating from this sword was quite gentle, far from the violent aura of the broken blade in front of Xiao Jing.

This is a tamed sword from the sea.

The fact that the sect leader could send something like this means...
"Impossible! Impossible!" Xiao Jing's roar shattered Zhang Ze's beautiful reverie.

"The will of Heaven is clearly with me, in this sacred land, at the source of all laws! In the firstborn son of the primordial! Why, why is he stronger than me! Why is he stronger than me!"

"Why? Because my sect leader is awesome!" Zhang Ze stood up and looked at Xiao Jing mockingly.

Xiao Jing, "."

He didn't know who the person who delivered the sword was; he only knew that this person was likely stronger than him and might be one step closer to the realm beyond Mahayana.

But if that's the case, then what about all my plans? Was I wrong?

"No, I did nothing wrong." Xiao Jing shook off his distracting thoughts.

"When one attains enlightenment, the bones of ten thousand wither away!"

"I am right. Destiny is in my hands, not in the hands of the masses!"
"What's a sword? Just take it! It's mine! It's all mine!"

Xiao Jing reached out, but didn't get within three meters of Zhang Ze. He wanted to seize the sword, or at least force the man to make a move. Perhaps Zhang Ze was merely an equal, and he still had a chance, a chance indeed.
However, no matter how many magical techniques he used, the ordinary sword remained completely still.

In terms of the nested rules and realms, it is clear that this sword is superior to his.

Seeing this, Zhang Ze gave Xiao Jing the middle finger, then reached out and gripped the sword hilt.

"Watch closely, this is how my father-in-law's sword is."
"It's this."
"That's how you use it. No, my brother, let me pull it out!"

Whether it was due to its pride or its disdain for communicating with someone like Zhang Ze who knew nothing about swords, the sword remained unmoved as it was stuck there.

No matter what methods Zhang Ze used, he couldn't pull it out.

Even if the old men in the body were to pull it out, it would be the same.

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

Zhang Ze stood beside the sword, not daring to go out, while Xiao Jing stood at the other end, not daring to come over.

The two were stuck in an awkward silence.

As for Mr. Chen Qianhu, he did not give any instructions on this matter, and it seems that his attention had already left this place.

Looking at the sword that couldn't be pulled out, Zhang Ze felt that this was likely a test given to him by the sect leader.

As for what the test is...
Zhang Ze felt that it shouldn't be about understanding kendo, which is meaningless; the test should be his ability to adapt to changing circumstances and his determination to win.

The main thing is to adapt to changing circumstances.

Upon realizing this, Zhang Ze immediately understood.

He reached out and grasped the sword hilt, no longer using brute force, and began to connect with Bai Yujing's power.

Power gathered beneath his feet
"rise!"

With a forceful pull, Zhang Ze finally managed to pull out the Earth Sea Sword, along with a portion of the ground of Baiyujing.

The divine sword transformed into a hammer.

Seeing Xiao Jing in a daze, Zhang Ze carried his father-in-law's sword and rushed forward.

"You little brat, take this!"

(End of this chapter)