The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
Ch 28: Young Cultivator III Tournament

"Thank you for your head." Liu Xingsheng started to lose his mind, he attacked Yang Jian blindly.

"Calm down Xing'er." Master Liu Xingsheng looked anxious seeing that Liu Xingsheng had lost his composure. But Liu Xingsheng had no regard for his teacher at all. Liu Changhai also started to worry but he was unable to do anything about it.

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Meanwhile, in a spacious room without any lighting in it looks creepy, when a man dashing open the door of the room looks there are many people who have been waiting. They do not know how they can see without a little light.

"The king's majesty has arrived." The gallant man who opened the door said firmly from the doorway, then a middle-aged man called the noble king appeared, his long green robe sweeping the ground, he walked with the full dignity of a leader who was feared.

The glare of his sharp eyes made everyone who was in the room bow their heads.

The man who was called the noble king was also sitting on a big chair that was deliberately prepared for him. He swept his gaze to everyone who was in the room, he flicked his fingers the next second the torches hanging on the walls of the room began to light up emitting fire.

"I don't want to mince words, you must have known that a neutral white sect was gathering somewhere." The king paused his sentence.

"It's a good time to move to master some of the places that go into the list I've determined."

"We will start from small villages far from the reach of the emperor as well as the standing locations of his neutral white sect." The king told his right hand to explain the plan that they will walk and anyone who will be sent to carry out the plan.

"Sorry your majesty, but what about our cooperation with the sect." One of the participants of the meeting bowed respectfully before conveying something that stuck in his mind earlier.

"They? Ha ha ha ha's. Even though they're just small parts that don't fit into my calculations. But fine, since I am kind I will treat you fairly. Send your subordinates to deliver this plan, and give them the task to participate in this plan."

Said the king while displaying his fake smile, but the noble words of the king seemed insincere, he did not seem to be benevolent but he still needed the sect as his pawn.

For people who have a plain mindset may consider the king good and wise, but not for those who live long and have met many people with various characters.

The people who participated in the meeting certainly knew the intent behind the words of the man they respected but no one dared to argue.

" Your Majesty, let us do it."

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As fast as lightning Liu Xingsheng shot swiftly towards Yang Jian. Yang Jian remained silent on the spot and waited for the attack.

The next instant his heirloom Liu Xingsheng moved eyeing Yang Jian's neck. However his slash only hit the wind as Yang Jian dodged while paying attention to Liu Xingsheng's movements which he thought were poorly trained.

"If you fight such an enemy you will be easy to drop, you only focus on attacking and do not try to protect yourself at all."

Because his attacks had not produced the end result Liu Xingsheng stopped attacking and stared fixedly at Yang Jian. "Why did you do that?" Liu Xingsheng asked then after taking a calm breath.

"Do what?" Yang Jian stepped over to Liu Xingsheng to erode the distance between them. Now Yang Jian stood five meters in front of Liu Xingsheng.

"Give me orders."

Liu Xingsheng smiled full of irony. The look on his face seemed confused there were many questions stored in his mind.

The people present at the Young Cultivator Tournament also heard clearly the direction Yang Jian gave, their face indecipherable revealing something that was bothering their minds.

"It doesn't mean to be arrogant, but you're no match for me at all. You can't even touch the tip of my hair how can you defeat me when there's a real enemy you can't lose..."

Yang Jian deliberately cut off his speech which caused a sense of curiosity for the people. Even Mayleen did not reprimand those who postponed the match, honestly she seemed a little interested in the beautiful young man before her.

Liu Xingsheng put up a face hoping that Yang Jian would tell him his intent more clearly "The enemy I am referring to is yourself."

Yang Jian stared deeply into Liu Xingsheng's eyes calmly "You need to learn and practice a lot before dreaming of defeating me." Yang Jian continued.

Liu Xingsheng was speechless, not knowing what to say. His brain was still even muddled hearing Yang Jian's explanation.

He had long since gone down the arena as the losing side. He only wanted to be appreciated and respected for his abilities because that was the rule of the world of cultivators, the strong respected and the weak oppressed. But he did not expect to be caught in such a situation.

Faced with an opponent who never considered his opponent at all.

As real as Liu Xingsheng admitted to Yang Jian's words but his brain refused to do that, he was already acting arrogant to Yang Jian and he did not want his reputation to be damaged.

"Not your match nor anything else we'll know after seeing your prowess. So stop just dodging his attack and raise your sword boy." Liu Xingsheng signaled to Mayleen that they would continue the match.

Yang Jian shook his head looking at Liu Xingsheng's stubbornness, he really did not want to hurt anyone at this moment.

Since Liu Xingsheng had calmed down somewhat, he started attacking Yang Jian with a heart. Yet each of his attacks led to Yang Jian's vital point. But instead of her attacking again Yang Jian simply dodged Liu Xingsheng's attack.

"Arghhhh asshole, you coward. Were you taught to be a coward by your parents, or maybe your father was a coward's son of a bitch." Liu Xingsheng who felt in the game was shouting furiously.

'Daddy.' murmured Yang Jian inwardly 'b*ass, coward.' Instantly the air around Yang Jian's body gripped, the light of his eyes flashed red, his eagle eyes staring intently at Liu Xingsheng as he clenched his hands hard.