Jianchen and Ming Dong continued forward and soon met up with the person up ahead. The other party was a skinny, middle-aged man. His face was covered in dust and he was in a sorry state. His clothes had been torn by the thorns and were covered in mud. Clearly, he had suffered greatly in the harsh environment of the forest.
The middle-aged man immediately became cautious when he saw Jianchen and Ming Dong. He immediately drew his Saint Weapon, but when he saw the youthful faces of Jianchen and Ming Dong, he immediately became less cautious.
"Hehe, we've finally seen two living people after walking for so long. I say, this world sure is big. So many people have been teleported here, but we haven't seen a single one of them. The person who created this world is just too great," the middle-aged man chuckled as he wielded his sword. The middle-aged man chuckled. He was relaxed, but his eyes were fixed on the two of them. The light in his eyes flickered with uncertainty.
Jianchen chuckled as well and agreed, "Yeah, this space is indeed very big. We've been walking for so long before we've come across a single living person."
"Looks like we really are fated. Brothers, may I know your names?" The middle-aged man smiled as if he was completely harmless.
"We've never met before, so it's not convenient for me to tell you," Jianchen smiled faintly.
"Whatever!" The middle-aged man did not mind at all. His gaze constantly swept past Jianchen and Ming Dong as he said, "This Mercenary Gathering is not a good place. It's filled with danger, so it's not suitable for the two of you to participate. It's best if you leave as soon as possible. Of course, leaving the token with you will only cause you more trouble. Why don't you give it to me as well? I'll take care of all your troubles." With that, the middle-aged man gripped his sword tightly and slowly and cautiously made his way towards Jianchen and Ming Dong.
A playful smile appeared on Jianchen's face. With a flip of his hand, the token that he had placed in his Space Ring immediately appeared in his hand. Jianchen waved the token and smiled, "Come and get it if you want it."
Seeing the black arrow that had suddenly appeared in Jianchen's hand, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up. He immediately looked at Jianchen's hand and found an exquisite ring on Jianchen's finger.
"Spatial ring!" The middle-aged man exclaimed. His breathing suddenly became heavy, and the greed in his eyes was undisguised.
"No, little brother. That ring on your finger is also a problem for you. Why don't you give it to me along with your token? I'll keep it safe for you. I'll definitely have more of these things with me than in your Safety Zone. Furthermore, it'll also save you a lot of fatal troubles." The middle-aged man forcefully suppressed his excitement. Even his voice trembled slightly. In his opinion, Jianchen and Ming Dong were still so young. No matter how powerful they were, they were definitely not his opponent. He was already certain of his victory.
Jianchen laughed involuntarily. He glanced at the skinny middle-aged man mockingly and said, "You'll be able to fool a three-year-old with those words."
"There's something wrong with your head. Do you really think we're idiots?" Ming Dong could not help but curse from behind Jianchen.
The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold, and his face immediately sank. He sneered, "Little brothers, I'm only doing this for your sake. It's indeed very dangerous for you to carry these things on you." As he spoke, the middle-aged man was only ten meters away from Jianchen and Ming Dong. The large sword in his hand began to emit faint energy fluctuations as he prepared to attack at any moment.
Jianchen looked at the middle-aged man with disdain. A high level Great Saint Master was indeed not something that Jianchen placed in his eyes. He said, "The things are in my hands. If you have the ability, then come and take them."
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed coldly as he laughed, "Since the two of you are so stubborn, then I'll personally take action." As he spoke, the middle-aged man's Saint Weapon began to emit Saint Qi fluctuations as it pierced towards Jianchen's heart. He did not hold back in the slightest.
Jianchen's eyes flashed with killing intent as the silver Light Wind Sword appeared in his hand. With a flash of silver light, the middle-aged man's large sword was broken in two.
With his Saint Weapon destroyed, the middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale as he fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
Jianchen's sword had broken his Saint Weapon, which was equivalent to a person whose Dantian had been destroyed. Not only would he lose all of his years of training, but he would also be greatly injured.
This can't be … this can't be … real … "Looking at the Saint Weapon in his hand that had been broken into two, the middle-aged man's face was filled with shock. The destruction of his Saint Weapon was too big of a blow to him, almost causing him to faint. Furthermore, what made him even more incredulous was that the person who destroyed his Saint Weapon was actually a young man who appeared to be in his twenties.
Ming Dong, who was standing behind Jianchen, also had a face full of shock as he looked at this scene. His face was filled with disbelief. He was also dumbstruck by Jianchen's sword breaking a high level Great Saint Master's Saint Weapon.
"You … how can you be so strong at such a young age? You … you're pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger." The middle-aged man's face was filled with hatred as he spoke. His face was filled with unfairness, and his voice was extremely weak and powerless.
"I'm not pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. You brought this upon yourself." Jianchen smiled as he replied. He then walked over to the middle-aged man's side and said, "Take the initiative to hand over the things on your body. That way, you'll have a chance to live. Otherwise, I'll end your life right now."
Blood continued to flow from the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth. Looking at the Saint Weapon that had broken into two and was rapidly losing its energy, his face immediately turned ashen. He was so regretful that his intestines turned green. He then slowly took off his spatial belt and threw it to the side.
Jianchen used his Light Wind Sword to pick up the Spatial Belt. Apart from finding a token to enter the competition, he couldn't find anything else. The middle-aged man's clothes were extremely shabby.
Shaking his head in disappointment, Jianchen casually threw the Spatial Belt to the ground before leaving with Ming Dong.
"Jianchen, what is your current strength? How did you break a Great Saint Master's Saint Weapon with a single strike? This is something that even normal Earth Saint Masters would find difficult to accomplish." On the way, Ming Dong could no longer suppress his curiosity and asked the question that had been bothering him.
Jianchen smiled and said, "When I left the Tianqin clan for ten days, I went out into the wilderness to break through my bottleneck. Now, I'm already a First Cycle Earth Saint Master."
"What, you've already broken through to Earth Saint Master?" Ming Dong's face was filled with shock as he stared at Jianchen in disbelief. The difference between a Great Saint Master and an Earth Saint Master was an insurmountable barrier of life and death. On the Tian Yuan Continent, less than ten percent of people could successfully break through to Earth Saint Master, and most of them were middle-aged men. However, Jianchen did not seem to be more than twenty-five years old. To be able to become an Earth Saint Master at such a young age was definitely a shocking genius. If news of this were to spread, it would definitely cause quite a stir on the Tian Yuan Continent.
However, Ming Dong's face was filled with doubt as he asked, "What does a First Cycle Earth Saint Master mean?" He didn't understand the finer details of the Earth Saint Masters.
Jianchen explained, "From Saint to Great Saint Master, there are three levels: Primary, Intermediate, and Advanced. However, due to the huge difference in strength between Earth Saint Masters, there are six levels, with the First Cycle being the lowest and the Sixth Cycle being the highest."
Ming Dong came to a realization and said, "I never thought that Earth Saint Masters would be divided like this. If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have known." Suddenly, Ming Dong's expression changed and he asked, "That's right, Jianchen, what is the attribute of your Saint Force?"
Hearing this, the Light Wind Sword immediately appeared in Jianchen's hand. Jianchen lovingly stroked the sword's body and the Light Wind Sword suddenly emitted a hazy silver light. A sharp Sword Qi filled the air and when the light wind blew past Ming Dong's body, he immediately felt as if there were countless swords pointing at his body, causing him to feel a faint stabbing pain.
"My Saint Force is not of the Tian Yuan Continent's attribute. It is pure Sword Qi." Jianchen slowly explained. Sword Qi was not unfamiliar to the people of the Tian Yuan Continent. Almost everyone knew that it was a sword that had a strong layer of Saint Force attached to it. It had a powerful killing power and could be used to attack from a distance.
However, this Sword Qi was not true Sword Qi. It was condensed from Saint Force, so to a certain extent, it could not be called Sword Qi. It could only be called energy because it lacked the sharpness of Sword Qi.
However, Jianchen's Sword Qi was filled with sharpness. This was true Sword Qi. True Sword Qi was much sharper than Sword Qi that was condensed from energy. Moreover, true Sword Qi did not need to be formed from a sword. It could be formed from a finger, a tree branch, or even a small rock.
Jianchen did not know how his Saint Force had transformed into true Sword Qi. It was as if he was born with it, but in his heart, he attributed it to the Azure Sword Spirits residing in his Dantian.
"What sharp Sword Qi. Your Sword Qi is indeed extraordinary. I feel like its attack power is even greater than fire-attributed Saint Force," Ming Dong exclaimed.
The two of them chatted along the way. Four hours later, Jianchen and Ming Dong arrived at a place that had been severely damaged. The ground was covered in blood and two corpses lay on the ground. They were covered in wounds, and from the wounds, they seemed to have been killed by someone. Nearby, two Space Belts had been casually tossed around.
Ming Dong went up to pick up the Space Belts and checked them. He said, "There's no token for the competition, only some miscellaneous items. There's nothing valuable. Looks like they've all been taken away."
Jianchen looked around and discovered that quite a few people had left in the same direction.
"Let's go. Let's figure out what summoned you first. My instincts tell me that it's definitely a good thing for you," Jianchen calmly said.
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