Another World: Sect Sovereign: Volume 3

By Zui ChunFeng

Jiang Wuxin was only a small sect in a small city.

With his own perception and talent, a small disciple that came from a small clan was slowly walking down this mysterious road, and gradually came up with a legend of his own.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Jun 15, 2020
• ISBN: 9781649550446

Book preview

APPRENTICE-BROTHER(1)

CHAPTER 201 - BEHIND US(1)

Huang Lichao was very cordial, he went up and sat down next to Jiang Wuxin and the others, smiled and said: Sir Jiang is truly an extraordinary person, those words you said about true essence cultivation just now were like a hammer hitting the head, it made me feel as if I was enlightened. If not, I do not know how far I would have to walk on the cultivation path. Please accept my respect. After he finished speaking, he once again paid his respects.

Jiang Wuxin hurriedly propped him up, Big Brother Huang, there's no need to be like this. I was only casually watching the two's match on the stage and then casually said that it wasn't necessarily true. How could Big Brother Huang be so confident? Inwardly, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This cultivator called Huang Lichao was too much of an interesting person. It's fine if you listen to the words of others, but you still have to come up and express your gratitude.

Huang Lichao was stunned, How could I not believe it? Isn't this brother holding a black iron nameplate? I saw it when you came in. Could it be that cultivators who use black iron nameplates are not powerful enough? If I even suspect that, then I will truly be too ashamed to meet others.

Jiang Wuxin and the other two smiled in recognition. They all understood that Huang Lichao was interested in making friends with Jiang Wuxin because he had seen his black iron nameplate. As for those words that inspired him, the three of them felt that it was a good excuse.

Feng Ling Xu laughed: Then, when will Brother Huang come up for the competition?

Huang Lichao faintly smiled and said, It's not that fast yet. It should be in the afternoon soon. I came here so early to see how strong everyone is, so I can have a better idea of who they are.

Jiang Wuxin laughed, That Big Brother Huang sure is meticulous and meticulous. He even knows to first investigate the opponent's background.

Huang Lichao bitterly smiled, There's nothing I can do. My cultivation base is nothing special either, I just want to stay here and watch my opponent attack. After a few matches, I might not be so panicked, maybe I'll have a way to deal with it. He paused for a moment and asked, When is Sir Jiang going up on stage to compete?

Jiang Wuxin saw that there was another group of cultivators fighting on the stage, so she replied, They will be here soon. It should be two groups of people coming for me soon.

Huang Lichao laughed, Then even more so, I can't leave. I'll wave the flag for Mister Jiang from here. This will also allow us to witness the level of cultivation of the martial skill belonging to the owner of the Black Iron nameplate. "

He smiled and continued, To tell you the truth, this is also my first time participating in the tournament. To be honest, I have no idea what those so-called experts are like, because I have never seen any of their moves. So, I came here today to see what those top experts are like.

Jiang Wuxin was suddenly amused by Huang Lichao's words. Although this person's appearance was weird, his words were very direct. It was not repulsive. He could only say: Then Brother Huang should look at the cultivators on the stage more often. Maybe he will be your opponent in a while.

Huang Lichao said, It is indeed possible. Then, I will come speak after young master Jiang is defeated. Saying that, he said goodbye to the three and returned back to his small case, focusing on the competition onstage.

Feng Lingxu smiled, It seems that in the future, Brother Jiang will have more and more admirers. It seems that you will also have some hardships in the future.

Bai Yixin lightly said, The experts are naturally surrounded by the crowd.

Jiang Wuxin said dejectedly, Forget it, I won't tell you guys. Let me see what's going on with the competition onstage.

He looked at the two people on the stage. They were not good fighters, so they should be in the mood to participate in the Martial Arts Competition.

Soon, the outcome of the battle was decided. One of them was hacked by another in the hilt of his sword, and his weapon fell to the ground. He had no choice but to admit defeat.

Soon, another two people went up the stage.

Because there were too many cultivators participating in the competition, every round of the competition was conducted as soon as possible. The moment one group was over, the other group would immediately come up on stage.

In the first few days, they had been eliminating those martial artists that would normally use their martial arts. Because of the large number of martial arts participants, in the previous few days, after defeating the martial artists that had advanced, they might not be able to rest for long, and they would have to go through the next round of eliminations. In other words, they would have to go on stage several times a day.

CHAPTER 202 - BEHIND US(2)

To those high level cultivators, this sort of arrangement naturally wouldn't pose too much of a problem.

The grandmaster who had helped Jiang Wuxin register just now walked in, and said with a smile: Cultivator, now that the competition onstage has ended, it's your turn for the first match. Once the two of you get off the stage, you can directly go up.

Finally, he made up his mind and said: The rules of the competition are clear, as long as we can force the opponent to step down, or our weapons close in on their vitals, or beat them down, it can be considered a victory. Of course, if the opponent concedes at any time, it can also be considered a victory. Eh, also, the great cultivator must be lenient. You must not kill your opponent during the competition, otherwise, you will lose your qualifications for the competition, and there will be very troublesome consequences.

Jiang Wuxin nodded, Don't worry, I know that the competition is only to the end. There won't be any accidents. "

When the Grand Master heard Jiang Wuxin's words, he felt more at ease and hurriedly left.

Feng Lingxu laughed, That Grand Master saw that old brother Jiang is young and vigorous, but his martial skills are very strong. He was afraid that you would not be able to hold your own on the stage and instantly take the lives of your opponents. That's why he came to remind you. Brother Jiang, you haven't even killed someone like Lu Bingtian and saved him twice. How could you possibly hurt someone's life during a match on the stage? Isn't that right, Miss Bai?"

When Bai Yixin heard this, she rolled her eyes at Jiang Wuxin. It was as if she was still complaining about saving Lu Bingtian.

Jiang Wuxin could only respond with a smile.

The sounds of the two people on the stage clashing swords and sabers could be heard, and the spectators around the stage were also cheering loudly. If not for the cheers, they were discussing loudly, discussing about the martial skills and tactics of the two people on the stage.

After a while, the person who wielded the sword stabbed the right arm of his opponent, causing blood to spurt out and dye his sleeves red. Because his right hand was injured, he was no longer able to lift the sword and had to lower his arm.

The crowd below the arena saw that the swordsman's strike was extremely fast and nimble, with a tricky angle. In the blink of an eye, the outcome of the battle was decided, and they all cheered.

The people from the martial arts association saw this and went up on stage to announce the winner of the sword. Although the swordsman still wanted to continue the fight, more and more blood was flowing from his arm and his own palm was numb. He couldn't even hold the handle of his blade.

After he left the stage, the members of the association hurriedly surrounded him and tore open his sleeves. They then cleaned his wounds with clean water, applied ointment and bandages. Their movements were extremely practiced and fast. Clearly, they often did this sort of thing.

The medicine from the Martial Arts Association was also very effective. Moreover, there should be some pain and sobering effect. After the wound was bandaged, a trace of blood color returned to the pale face of the swordsman.

The internal staff of the association helped him to the colored strip fence and arranged for him to sit down and rest. It was probably to wait for the medicinal paste to solidify and the wound to stop bleeding before sending the cultivator back to his residence.

When Jiang Wuxin saw this arrangement, she couldn't help but admire the preparation of Qianji City's branch for this time's meeting, this way, as long as there was no fatal injury on the stage, under the treatment of the martial artists' association, even the injured martial artists would be healed within a few days, and she would naturally have a little good impression of the Qianji City branch.

He secretly laughed at the Thousand Revolution City's branch president for being a very astute and powerful talent, always starting from the smallest details and making the participating cultivators feel at ease. In the future, these martial artists would naturally come to the Thousand Revolution City branch office frequently to complete some missions, which was a very effective measure for the branch's development.

He couldn't help but grumble for President Shi in his heart, because his competitor was clearly a highly skilled person in the upper echelon as well.

CHAPTER 203 - VICTORY IN THE FIRST BATTLE(1)

Seeing that the winner had already stepped down from the stage, Feng Lingxu said to Jiang Wuxin, Alright, leave the other useless things in your bag. Just bring your straight saber up. It's your turn.

Jiang Wuxin placed her nameplate into a bag and handed it to Feng Lingxu. Then, she picked up the black iron blade on the table.

At this time, the Grand Master walked over again, and said with a face full of smiles, Your excellency, it's your turn to go up on stage.

After nodding and smiling, Jiang Wuxin walked over to the side of the stage and discovered that his opponent had already walked up onto the stage and was waiting for him.

On the stage was a man in his thirties. He had a dark complexion, was tall and sturdy limbs, and held a large Guan Dao in his hand. He was looking around the stage, and seemed to be curious as to why his opponent was not on stage yet.

Jiang Wuxin walked to the side of the stage and tapped the ground with the tip of her foot. Her body had already left the ground, landing directly on the stage as she walked towards the center of the stage.

Immediately, someone came up to check the names of the two again with the name list. After confirming the names, the two then announced the start of the match.

Meanwhile, the crowd below the arena was already clamoring, as if they were in an uproar.

What? You're participating in the competition at such a young age?

There are many young experts, maybe this is it.

What is this youth's Straight Saber made of? Why is it all black?

The spectators below the stage were naturally discussing the match animatedly. These sounds did not bother Jiang Wuxin in the slightest. Because he wasn't someone who had never experienced a moment of crisis before, this kind of scene didn't matter much to him.

The man sitting opposite to him was also somewhat surprised. He didn't know if he was lucky or not to have met such a youth in the first round. However, this was just a competition, so he did not have the thoughts of cherishing his juniors. After greeting Jiang Wuxin, he raised the Guan Dao in his hand.

Jiang Wuxin hurriedly returned the greeting and stood to the side. The straight saber in her hand had already left its scabbard.

The dark-faced man gave a loud shout. All of the essence energy in his body had been elevated to the highest level, and the Guan Dao in his hand was also filled with the circulation of his true essence. When the spectators below the arena saw this scene, they could tell that the black faced man's sabre art was a tactic that would leave him no chance of survival.

With another loud shout, that man finally made his move. He leaped towards Jiang Wuxin and retracted the Guan Dao in his hand. Obviously, it was not the time for him to make his move yet.

When the audience saw the man's speed, they all knew that this was going to be troublesome because this man looked strong and strong, but he wasn't agile enough. However, when he moved, he knew that he was wrong.

When he arrived in front of Jiang Wuxin, the dark faced man took out the Guan Dao in his right hand from his shoulder and made a big circle. Immediately, the Guan Dao chopped towards Jiang Wuxin's left shoulder with an unparalleled power.

Whether it was speed, angle, or momentum, this blade attack could be said to be extremely exquisite. Whether it was speed, angle, or momentum, it was exquisite.

However, to everyone's surprise, the youth didn't dodge, nor did he even move. He just stood there blankly, and everyone guessed that the teenager had already been scared silly by the black faced man's blade attack.

Looking at Guan Dao, who was like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, slashing at Jiang Wuxin's shoulder, some of the people in the audience could not bear it anymore and wanted to close their eyes.

Staring, a crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.

Everyone hurriedly looked over, but what they saw was the most unbelievable scene.

The teenager swung the straight blade to the left just in time to block the Guan Dao.

The pitch-black blade did not have a single trace of reflection. Coupled with the calm expression on the youth's face, it revealed a peculiar scene that no one could believe.

Even the dark faced man was full of surprise. His strength was far higher than ordinary people, and the strike just now carried the force of the blade as it descended: "In addition to the inertia that he leaped from the distance, it can be said that the impact is extremely great. Even some of the experts cultivators did not dare to easily take this attack head on.

However, just like that, the youth stood on the spot. With his right hand extended, the straight saber in his hand was able to block this powerful strike. Furthermore, the youth didn't even move his arm after receiving this attack.

CHAPTER 204 - VICTORY IN THE FIRST BATTLE(2)

There was total silence from the audience. Everyone was stunned by this unexpected change, and their minds were momentarily unable to process what had just happened.

Jiang Wuxin's blade was still holding onto the man's Guan Dao. He pushed the blade forward and pushed the Guan Dao back. This force was too great, and even the dark faced man holding the blade was pushed back.

The black-faced man was greatly shocked. He did not expect the youth to be so powerful, to the point where he was even stronger than him.

Perhaps he had underestimated his opponent. He was prepared to stand firm and wait for an opportunity to strike.

Just as he was about to take his last step back and stand firm on his feet, he suddenly saw a flash in front of him and the young man suddenly appeared in front of him.

That youth was still several steps away from him, because when he was retreating, he could clearly see that the youth was still standing there with a straight saber in hand. But in the blink of an eye, that youth appeared in front of him as if he had cast some sort of spell.

Just as the black-faced man wanted to raise his Guan Dao and chop down on the youth to force him back, he felt a chill at the back of his neck.

He lowered his head slightly and saw that the boy's black blade had stopped three inches from his throat.

The sudden turn of events caused the dark-faced man's face to fade, and his mind to go blank.

Only when he heard the deafening noise did he gradually wake up. He discovered that the youth had already jumped off the platform and was walking towards the fences surrounded by colored bars.

Beside him was a member of the Martial Arts Association. That person had an excited expression on his face, but he was a bit embarrassed as he said, Martial Cultivator, according to the rules, the cultivator that won this competition won. Now, I ask you to step down.

Hearing this, the dark-faced man finally understood. When the youth had used the straight blade to push him back, he had used a terrifying speed to catch up with him and immediately attacked his throat. At that time, he had been knocked back so much that he had yet to regain his senses.

Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh and jumped off the platform. As he walked along the road, the surrounding cultivators were all enthusiastically discussing the extremely profound martial skills and movement techniques of their opponent just now.

Jiang Wuxin returned to the small case where Feng Lingxu was. Feng Lingxu and Bai Yixin were standing there, welcoming him back with smiles on their faces.

Feng Ling Xu said: Little brother is not bad. The first round's victory was very easy and beautiful, and he didn't hurt the opponent at all. Just now, the surrounding crowd's voices almost made the stage collapse.

Jiang Wuxin said, This is only the first round. There will be more matches to come. The experts will slowly meet again.

Feng Ling Xu gestured for Jiang Wuxin to sit down and drink some water, and smiled: To us, that dark-faced man from earlier is a pretty good master, and that Guan Dao really has the aura of sweeping away thousands of enemies. If it was a normal martial artist, they wouldn't have been able to take three of his strikes, but it's a pity that his luck isn't good enough and he ran into you in the first round.

Feng Ling Xu took out a small porcelain bottle from his bag, and said: "I don't know when your next match will be. I don't know when you'll be fighting, but just to be safe, you should consume a Origin Strengthening Pill to recover your true essence.

Jiang Wuxin quickly declined, You don't need to take anything. I didn't consume any true essence just now. It would have been a waste to eat these medicinal pill leaves. It's better to keep it.

Feng Lingxu looked at Jiang Wuxin's expression, and smiled: Looks like little brother's strength is truly unfathomable. Even after winning this kind of opponent, your face didn't change at all, and with my understanding towards the competition, you would only meet those in the fourth or fifth round. The martial artists that need you to seriously deal with shouldn't even have a chance for you to practice. The difference is just too great.

Just as the two of them were talking, the Master ran over with an admiring look on his face and said excitedly, My lord's martial skills are truly brilliant. I only felt a flash before my eyes and the blade had already reached the throat of my opponent. As for the lord's second competition, it will start in the evening, and there are still almost four hours until then. Lord can choose to leave and rest first, and come back later.

Jiang Wuxin and Feng Lingxu looked at each other and said, Then let's go out to eat. We'll come back later. With that, the three of them left the fence. The spectators all stared at the youth as they saw him walk out. It was as if they wanted to see through him.

CHAPTER 205 - SHORT SWORD WOMAN(1)

Jiang Wuxin never thought that his performance onstage would actually attract the attention of the audience. It seemed that the strength and speed of his actions just now had dazzled everyone.

However, there was no other way. In order to avoid attracting too much attention, he had concealed his strength and used the most basic of moves to fight. However, the difference in realm was too great. Even the simplest parry and charge at him were all due to his simple and elegant movements, which gave him a harmonious and beautiful feeling. Thus, everyone was able to see that he was extraordinary.

Moreover, his parry and timing of his attack had surprised everyone. When that black faced man attacked, he was extremely aggressive. Normal people would first avoid him and then think about what to do. However, he just stood there blocking his attacks. And his subsequent attack made it even more difficult for them to react.

The three of them squeezed through the surging crowd on the plaza and walked out of the plaza. At that moment, there were still many cultivators rushing over from all directions to watch the competition.

Feng Lingxu said: I better not go back to the Martial Arts Association, and just find a restaurant on the street and have some food and wine. I originally thought it would be grand, but looking at Brother Jiang's relaxed appearance, it seems like we haven't worked as hard as on the road in Cloudsoaring Mountain.

Jiang Wuxin smiled and said, This one. He pointed to a shop beside the road with a signboard that was pointed out horizontally.

The three of them walked into the restaurant and asked the waiter to serve them food.

Jiang Wuxin looked out of the window at the row of houses and shops. She wasn't as nervous as when they were competing with each other.

He also knew that with his strength, he could easily win against ordinary cultivators. He only needed a few days of normal combat experience. After a few days, he would need to start preparing seriously. Because there were only about a hundred or so people left, the remaining cultivators who could continue to compete were naturally those with high martial skills. Even if some of their true essence strength was not as strong as Jiang Wuxin's, they still had very experienced combat experience. This was also one of the very important factors.

Jiang Wuxin asked: Then, who will be my opponent in the second round? Will he be in the first round, or has he already successfully advanced?

Feng Ling Xu replied: "Like you, we have already won a match. And every time you compete, it will be the same as every time. All the cultivators that have advanced to the top ten will continue to draw out their opponents, and only half of them will be eliminated in every round. So, it can be said that the martial artists that made it to the top ten will naturally have first-rate martial skills and psychological qualities.

Feng Lingxu put down her teacup and continued: Think about it, for this, everyone to pick two contestants from the beginning is just randomly chosen, so anyone can meet those true experts from the very beginning. This kind of result is very obvious, they will be directly eliminated.

Think about it. If a person with strength that is ranked in the top twenty were to meet a cultivator that ranks in the top three in the first round, it would be difficult for him to escape the end result of being eliminated in the first round no matter how hard he tried. Everyone only had one chance. If you lost in one match, then you would never have another chance to compete, so everyone had to put in 120% of their spirit into each match.

Jiang Wuxin laughed, Then if some people are lucky, they can even enter the last few rounds of martial arts?

Feng Lingxu laughed: As long as my luck is good, of course, but later on, I would basically be at your level. It is absolutely impossible to enter into the top ten with just luck, you can rest assured. The opponent's strength can rise and fall in every round, but as a whole, it's better to slowly become stronger. You should be careful, and just treat the opponent as an expert, so that no one will be able to catch you off guard and take advantage of you. "

Bai Yixin lightly said, Although he is a little silly, but I've never seen anyone take advantage of him before.

The waiter served the food. As it was still early, they did not leave the restaurant. Instead, they ordered a pot of tea and sat down to continue chatting.

Jiang Wuxin drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp and said, "Even I myself