No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right? Chapter 102 – King Of Bragging Reincarnates, Five

At the Qingzhou Sword Dao Meet.

Everything seemed very calm.

However, at this moment, peach blossom petals began falling from the sky.

'What's going on?'

“Why are there peach blossoms?”

“What's the matter?”

The countless cultivators, who were watching, were dumbfounded.

They didn't know what was going on either, they could only see the peach blossom petals landing on the ground.

On the viewing deck.

Seeing this, Ye Ping somehow suddenly understood something.

“It's Eldest Senior Brother.”

Ye Ping's words made Li Yu surprised.

However, before Li Yu could ask about it, a voice suddenly sounded.

The voice said slowly, “There are three million Sword Immortals in the sky, but they all have to bow down to you.”

As the voice sounded, a figure appeared in front of the crowd on the main road.

Indeed, it was Su Changyu.

Not far away, clad in the brocade white crane robe, Su Changyu looked handsome and suave, and he had the mannerisms of an expert.

All of a sudden, all eyes were on Su Changyu.

The numerous peach blossom petals in the sky added a poetic vibe to the Sword Dao Meet.

Su Changyu had the favor of countless women, as if he was from a painting.

“He's so handsome! Senior Brother Changyu is really good-looking!”

“I'm dead, I'm dead. I got killed by his dashing good looks.”

“How can there be such a handsome man in this world?”

“Senior Brother Changyu may be really handsome, but I prefer his Junior Brother.”

“Agreed.”

“Haha, who said you have to choose one? I'm taking both.”

“If I tie the two of them onto the bed, I'd be dead.”

“I have a question, how are you going to die?”

Everyone was discussing and the girls were the loudest and most open with their opinions.

Sikong Jiantian, who was above the ring, was also a little confused.

'What an exaggerated and pompous entrance.'

'Why aren't you guys looking at me anymore? Why are you all looking at him?'

'Hey'

'I'm the main character, okay?'

Sikong Jiantian was really confused, mainly because the way Su Changyu appeared was indeed very exaggerated, and those who did not know might think that he was an immortal who was exiled and descended in the mortal world.

However, when Sikong Jiantian saw Su Changyu's realm, he couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise.

'Fifth level of the Qi Refinement realm?'

He knew that the Qingzhou Sword Dao Meet was mediocre and it was unlikely that there would be any experts there. However, to his surprise, Ye Ping was actually a cultivator at the fifth level of the Qi Refinement realm.

'Just with this?'

'He managed to get into the top four?'

'Is there a mistake?'

Sikong Jiantian was bewildered.

Some of the audience also looked at Sikong Jiantian, and as soon as they saw Sikong Jiantian's reaction, they started discussing.

“Quick, guys look, Sikong Jiantian is surprised.”

“Yeah, Sikong Jiantian is actually surprised.”

“Is Su Changyu really a peerless expert?”

“Okay, okay, these bankers really know quite a thing or two. Otherwise how could the odds have gone up so high? Oh dear, I bet all my money on Sikong Jiantian to win, I lost terribly this time.”

“Hahhaha, I decided to bet on Su Changyu's victory at the last minute. I don't have to work anymore.”

The crowd started discussing again, causing Sikong Jiantian who was in the ring to be perplexed again.

'Hey'

'I'm just shocked that his cultivation level is too low, not because he's very strong.'

'Can you guys stop imagining?'

'What exactly is going on? Why are you guys so good at imagining things?'

'Why weren't you guys imagining anything when I was famous?'

'Is it because he's handsome?'

Sikong Jiantian couldn't help but criticize internally.

'These cultivators are too good at jumping to conclusions.'

On the other hand, the Confucian scholar of the Fiendcelestial Cult was continuously drawing crosses on the book.

Su Changyu: XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!

His face was flushed and his eyes were full of anger.

He hated those who were handsome and had high cultivation levels.

He didn't care if Su Changyu was a real expert or not.

Anyway, he was dead meat!

'Die!'

The Confucian scholar's eyes were full of murderous intent, and to him, Su Changyu was already at the top of the must-kill list.

'Kill, kill, kill, kill!'

'Die, die, die, die!'

Perhaps because he was too agitated, the Confucian scholar could not help but reveal his killing intent.

In an instant, it was detected by Sikong Jiantian who was above the ring.

Sikong Jiantian immediately looked at the Confucian scholar.

However, in an instant, the Confucian scholar also caught Sikong Jiantian's gaze.

“This is bad.”

The Confucian scholar immediately retracted his murderous intent.

He swallowed his saliva, knowing that his whereabouts had been exposed.

In an instant, he wanted to flee.

However, at this moment, Sikong Jiantian looked away and then started scrutinizing another person.

The Confucian scholar kept a straight face, but his heart was filled with curiosity. He was unclear if Sikong Jiantian had noticed him or not.

All of a sudden, the Confucian scholar did not dare to act rashly, for fear that he would attract the attention of Sikong Jiantian if he left impulsively. If he didn't leave, he was afraid that Sikong Jiantian would play the cat and mouse game with him.

At the thought of this, the Confucian scholar was conflicted.

“Regardless of whether he has discovered my traces or not, the first to strike is the best.”

After he muttered, he silently took out an emerald gourd.

Sikong Jiantian, who was above the ring, naturally noticed the Confucian scholar and even confirmed that he was a member of the Fiendcelestial Cult.

However, he did not act rashly, because he knew very well that if he attacked now, he might be able to suppress the other party but he would face the greatest problem.

He did not know how to subdue him without hurting the others around.

That was troublesome.

If he wasn't careful enough and ended up hurting the innocent, the disciples of the Heavenly Supervisory would definitely not let him off.

Hence, he had no choice but to remain put and wait for the sword trial to end before secretly following him.

That was Sikong Jiantian's plan.

It was simple and pure.

At this juncture, Su Changyu had also arrived above the ring.

The sun was bright and the golden rays of sunlight were cast on his body, accentuating his Sword Immortal aura.

Su Changyu was in a good mood the past few days.

He was overjoyed.

Why?

He managed to emerge as one of the top four and was awarded with a robe for no reason. What else could be more gratifying than that?

Su Changyu didn't even think about whether he could win the fight or not.

'When did I, Su Changyu, ever say I wanted to fight?'

'I came here today just to show my face.'

'If you want to fight, go look for my junior brother, why are you coming to me?'

'If I don't fight, I can't take on a battle?'

'Who said so?'

As a professional braggart, he could be absent for anything except pretending to be impressive.

Su Changyu had already thought about it.

As soon as he got on the stage later, he would immediately surrender before his opponent attacked.

When the time came, he would brag again before fleeing. Wouldn't that be awesome? He thought.

Thinking of this, Su Changyu couldn't help but look at Sikong Jiantian.

'Look at this famous Sikong Jiantian.'

Su Changyu felt alright but did not look particularly surprised. After all, the difference between the two of them was too drastic and there was no need to compete.

There was no point in comparing.

However, Su Changyu came to fight this time, not to act cool.

Ever since he learned the Sword Nurturing Technique, Su Changyu had never practiced it and today was a good time for him to try it.

He looked at Sikong Jiantian and then closed his eyes.

He couldn't help but think of the battle that he had with Sikong Jiantian.

In the eyes of everyone, Su Changyu's behavior was surprising.

In fact, even Sikong Jiantian was a bit confused as he couldn't understand what was going on.

The elder, who was the referee, didn't even dare to speak up.

He was afraid of affecting Su Changyu.

There was silence.

There was silence.

It was extremely quiet at the Sword Dao Meet!

After a long while, Su Changyu finally opened his eyes.

He slowly exhaled.

He had won.

After an intense mental battle that lasted for five minutes, he had eventually won, even though it was only by a narrow margin.

Thinking of this, Su Changyu couldn't help but look at Sikong Jiantian.

“You've already lost.”

After Su Changyu opened his eyes, an indifferent voice sounded.

The voice was groundbreaking, and it was like a bolt of lightning that exploded in their ears.

'I lost?'

'I lost like that?'

'How did I lose?'

'My mother has always told me that I was a dimwit since I was a child, please explain it to me.'

Everyone was shocked.

Sikong Jiantian also looked confused.

'Brother, I have nothing to say about you being a braggart.'

'But you don't have to do this, right?'

'You're making me feel awkward.'

Sikong Jiantian wanted to vomit.

Su Changyu's pretense was too exaggerated.

He was at a loss for what to do.

He didn't want to strike too hard at first. After all, he had already gotten sick of such a low-level experience.

However, Su Changyu was too much of a braggart.

Even Sikong Jiantian felt that he had to give up his position as the top braggart.

Just as he was about to attack and end Su Changyu's journey as the king of bragging, Sikong Jiantian's expression suddenly changed.

“Oh no! It's the Five-Grudge Ancient Poison!”

Sikong Jiantian's face instantly turned sullen and he immediately looked at the Confucian scholar.

The latter smiled confidently too.

“Oh gosh!”

'I got tricked.'

In an instant, Sikong Jiantian looked even more dismayed.

Chapter end