Immortal Soaring Blade Book 2, Chapter 187 – Tortoise Shell

Facing Zhao Jiuge's provocation, Zhou Hongyong became angry. When Zhao Jiuge mocked him, he was already angry. Now Zhao Jiuge had even called him a sissy—how could he endure? He originally just wanted to teach Zhao Jiuge a lesson, but now he had a deep hatred for Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge's words were the same as smacking him in the face.

There were people going in and out of the Duty Hall. Hearing the sounds and feeling the spirit force fluctuations, people stopped what they were doing and gathered. Now that a crowd had gathered, Zhong Hongyong felt like he was riding a tiger, and it was difficult to get off. If he didn't do anything, it would be an embarrassment.

His teacher was the Head Seat of the Mysterious Strange Peak, Du Jun. As Du Jun's disciple, Zhou Hongyong had a bit of fame.

Zhang Pingquan was shocked. She didn't think Zhao Jiuge would say something like this. Although she didn't know her fifth senior brother well, he had been very kind to her. Seeing her fifth senior brother's face turn red and white, her hatred toward Zhao Jiuge deepened.

“Look, isn't that Zhou Hongyong? Why is he in a fight?”

“I don't know. That person seems like a new disciple. From his clothes, he should be a new disciple that just joined the inner sect.”

“Isn't Zhou Hongyong the disciple of Head Seat Du Jun? He is somewhat famous, but why is he bullying a new disciple?”

“Haha, you all just came, so you don't know that this brat actually called Zhou Hongyong a sissy.”

The crowd burst out in laughter and discussion.

“There is a good show to watch. The new disciple is wearing the blue sword robe of the Mysterious Heaven Peak, while Zhou Hongyong belongs to the Mysterious Strange Peak. I want to see how this ends.”

A person on the side sneered with disdain, “How else can it end? It will be a one-sided fight.”

“Brother, I don't think so. That brat is not simple. He is the dark horse of this generation of new disciples. I think his name was Zhao Jiuge.”

After someone suddenly said the name “Zhao Jiuge,” everyone felt like the name was familiar and then they remembered his performance during the training exercise.

A burst of voices echoed. Everyone's gazes became heated as it looked like there would be a good show to watch.

The voices of discussion caused Zhou Hongyong's expression to become embarrassed. He decided that even if others talked about how he was bullying as a junior, he was still going to teach Zhao Jiuge a lesson. Otherwise, he would not be able to gain a foothold in the sect after this. 

Even more people appeared among the crowd—they had come out of the Duty Hall. Dozens of people joined the group, and if Zhao Jiuge were to look over, he would find many familiar figures. Most of them were direct disciples—they must have come here with their senior brothers and sisters to choose their own peaks.

Luo Bowen saw this situation, and when he saw Zhao Jiuge, he was especially shocked. He pulled the gentle-looking young man beside him and sighed. “This Zhao Jiuge causes trouble wherever he goes.”

The young man beside him was Luo Bowen's senior brother, and he had come here to help Luo Bowen register a peak. He didn't expect to see this right after they finished registering.

At this moment, the crowd was increasing in size and the mood reached a peak.

“Hmph, don't think I won't dare to teach you a lesson just because your teacher is the Head Teacher. I'm going to teach you to watch what you say.” Zhou Hongyong's voice was strange and he laughed in anger.

“Then we have to see if you have the ability.” Zhao Jiuge smiled, not afraid of Zhou Hongyong's threat. Now that more people had gathered, he felt the urge to battle. The more people, the better.

Right now, Zhao Jiuge understood that he needed fame, and he needed to step on someone else's fame. Before, Zhao Jiuge went along with the principle of “if others don't bother me, then I won't bother them.” But his mentality was slowly changing as his strength increased. He didn't know why, but he hoped others would come looking for trouble with him so he could step on them.

Hearing this, Zhou Hongyong sneered and then no longer wasted time talking nonsense with Zhao Jiuge.

A strange sword dance appeared and a bright, silver light. The crowd exclaimed and all stepped back in fear of the sword art accidently hurting them.

The gentle young man beside Luo Bowen muttered, “Nonsense, the Mysterious Strange Peak has become more and more arrogant. This Zhou Hongyong even dares to bully a new disciple and acts so heavy-handedly. I want to see how he will settle this once he causes a problem.” 

Then he glanced at Zhou Hongyong and smiled. “Well, this sissy can only bully new disciples. His strength is a shame, he can only use a few formations.”

After he finished speaking, he even began to laugh. He was trying to be subtle, but Luo Bowen just laughed out loud. Sissy—that word just painted such a vivid image!

The situation had changed drastically.

Rays of sword light flew toward Zhao Jiuge. Others only saw the rays of sword light, but Zhao Jiuge saw something different.

The rays of sword light were clearly different from the rays created by the first layer, each of which were like a lonely boat sailing through the raging ocean. This time, it was as if you were standing in the night rain and a feeling of desolation washed over you. The autumn wind blew by carrying sorrow and pain.

The sword art was a completely different style. Zhao Jiuge felt that the Mysterious Heaven Sword Art was indeed mysterious. There were a total of seven layers, and only by comprehending the intent of each layer could you display its full power.

Zhao Jiuge's gaze narrowed. He hadn't become careless just because he was like a tortoise shell right now. He put aside his desire for the sword art and focused on dealing with the rays of sword energy.

He gave up on using spirit force to resist it. The golden light around him shined brightly, and the silver light from the rays of sword energy seemed insignificant before the Sanskrit Divine Body.

Zhao Jiuge took out the Star Shield his third senior brother, Wu Tianshan, had given him. It was a low-quality spirit treasure. Even though he couldn't use its full strength before he reached the Nascent Soul Realm, he only needed it to delay for time.

Zhao Jiuge knew he couldn't win against Zhou Hongyong, but he was confident in dragging this fight for a while!

Seeing Zhao Jiuge summon the new shield, Zhou Hongyong sarcastically said, “He, you only know how to hide like a tortoise?”

The surrounding crowd all began to laugh.

One called the other a sissy and the other called the first one a tortoise.

The next moment, the sharp ray of sword energy arrived before Zhao Jiuge. Whether the sissy was stronger or if the tortoise shell was stronger, everyone would soon know.

Everyone was watching with passion, excitedly waiting for what would happen next.

Chapter end