Jianchen quickly moved across the grass. The Light Wind Sword in his hand had already turned into a silver ray of light as he stabbed in all directions. His sword technique was swift and fierce.
Following Jianchen's quick movements, the wind brought about by his movements caused some of the leaves on the ground to flutter in the air. They looked like butterflies dancing around Jianchen.
At this time, Jianchen's sword technique suddenly changed. Even though his sword technique was still as fast as before, every time he stabbed out, the tip of the sword would tremble at an extremely high frequency. The trembling of the sword tip formed a blurry image that normal people wouldn't be able to see clearly.
After a moment, the sword in Jianchen's hand suddenly stopped moving. However, even after such a long period of intense movement, Jianchen didn't seem to be panting at all. His breathing was still as steady as before.
At the same time, the moment Jianchen stopped, the surrounding leaves that were fluttering in the air also shattered and turned into powder. Only a small portion of the leaves remained intact. The only difference was that half of the leaves had the word "Sword" carved on it. Although the size of the word was different, it took up the entire leaf. The other half of the leaves had the word "Sword" carved on it, but it was either unclear or incomplete.
If other people were to see this scene, they would definitely be shocked to the point that their mouths would be wide open. This scene was simply too shocking. It must be known that in the scene just now, the leaves were fluttering chaotically in the air. Countless leaves were constantly intertwining with one another. Just looking at one of the leaves would cause one to be dazzled. Not to mention using a sharp sword to carve a word on it.
Most importantly, the leaves were very thin and easily broken. Using a sharp sword to carve a word on such a thin leaf without leaving a single mark on it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
If Jianchen's actions were to be made known to others, then his name would definitely spread across the entire Tian Yuan Continent in a very short period of time.
Looking at the leaves and leaf powder that slowly drifted down from the sky, a smile gradually appeared on Jian Chen's face. He muttered to himself, "Although the speed of the sword is much slower, my control over the sword is so strong that it can't be compared to my previous life. It's as if the sword has completely become my left and right arm. Perhaps this is the advantage of a Saint Weapon in this world."
At this moment, Jianchen's ears twitched slightly. His eyes narrowed and he raised his head to look at the forest in front of him. The silver white sword in his hand also disappeared.
Not long after, the trees where Jianchen was looking at began to tremble slightly. Following that, a person wearing a school uniform and covered in blood staggered out of the forest.
When Jianchen's gaze fell on the person's clothes, he already knew that this person was a student of Kargath Academy. However, the blood on the person's clothes made Jianchen feel very puzzled. There were no Magical Beasts in the surroundings, so how could he be injured? Moreover, Kargath Academy had a clear rule that students could spar with each other, but it was forbidden to fight to the death.
However, when Jianchen's gaze fell on the student's face, his face suddenly froze. At this moment, his gaze suddenly froze. He stared straight at the youth whose face was half covered in blood with a trace of disbelief in his eyes.
"Big brother!" Jianchen let out a cry of surprise. His voice was filled with astonishment. Following that, his body slightly swayed and in a short instant, he had already crossed the distance of thirty meters and arrived in front of the youth who was covered in blood.
Seeing the several hideous and terrifying wounds on the youth's body and the already damaged flesh on his forehead, Jianchen's eyes suddenly became bloodshot. He said in alarm, "Big brother, what happened to you? Who injured you like this?" Following his voice, a strong killing intent was emitted from Jianchen's body.
Other than his mother, Jianchen was the second person who truly cared about his big brother Changyang Hu since he had come to this world. This was because Changyang Hu completely treated him as a younger brother. Jianchen could still clearly remember that when he had first come to Kargath Academy, his big brother Changyang Hu had brought him around the academy and introduced him to the rules of the academy as well as other matters. Afterwards, he had even taken great risks and spared no effort to travel ten kilometers to kill a Class 1 Magical Beast in the forest. His goal was to give him a Class 1 Monster Core as a meeting gift. Although Class 1 Magical Beasts were no threat to Jianchen in the slightest, Changyang Hu did not have as much experience and powerful battle prowess as him. With only the peak of the tenth layer of Saint Force, it was definitely not easy for him to kill a Class 1 Magical Beast.
Later on, when he had fought with Ka Diyun in the arena, his big brother Changyang Hu had considered his own lack of strength and took the initiative to fight Ka Diyun in the arena.
Jianchen could clearly feel that his big brother Changyang Hu's concern for him had always been from the bottom of his heart. Now, in Jianchen's heart, Changyang Hu had already become a close relative.
In his previous life, Jianchen had been born in a time of war. When he was still an infant, his parents had been killed by the enemy because of the war. In that life, Jianchen had no relatives and had never experienced the feeling of family. Since the heavens had arranged such a good fate for him in this life, Jianchen treasured it very much. In Jianchen's heart, Changyang Hu had long occupied an important position second only to his mother, Bi Yuntian. Seeing Changyang Hu beaten to such a state, the anger in Jianchen's heart had already reached an unprecedented height. With his eyesight, he could tell with a single glance that these wounds were caused by someone.
Seeing Jianchen suddenly appear in front of him, Changyang Hu's expression was also stunned. However, his expression suddenly changed and he anxiously said, "Fourth brother, you … why are you here? Quickly, quickly leave this place. They'll catch up soon." Changyang Hu's face was full of anxiety. He had never thought that he would actually meet Jianchen here.
Jianchen's face became extremely gloomy. He said in a deep voice, "Big brother, who beat you up like this?" Anyone could hear the anger in Jianchen's voice that he was trying to suppress.
Changyang Hu pushed Jianchen's body with both hands. His tone was full of anxiety. "Fourth brother, don't ask so much. Quickly leave here and take a detour back to the academy. Otherwise, they will never let you go." Although he knew that Jianchen was very strong and could defeat an intermediate Saint, Changyang Hu would never think that Jianchen alone could face more than a dozen students with the strength of Saints. Moreover, one of them was Cheng Mingxiang, who had reached the strength of an advanced Saint.
Jianchen's body stood there like a stone sculpture. No matter how hard Changyang Hu tried to push him, he could not move. Jianchen's eyes flashed with extremely strong killing intent. He stared at the woods in front of him with extremely sharp eyes.
More than a dozen people in school uniforms appeared where Jianchen was looking at. The ones walking in front were Cheng Mingxiang and Luo Jian, whom Jianchen knew.
As soon as they saw Jianchen, Cheng Mingxiang, Luo Jian, and the others showed a trace of joy on their faces. Luo Jian even laughed out loud and said, "Changyang Shōten, we've finally found you. Let's see where you can run to this time." More than a dozen young people quickly stepped forward without any instructions and immediately surrounded Jianchen and Changyang Hu.
Changyang Hu's expression drastically changed when he saw that he had been surrounded again. His face immediately became ugly, and he let out a long sigh. He did not say anything.
Facing more than a dozen aggressive people, Jianchen did not show the slightest fear on his face. He was still so calm. It seemed that he did not put these people who were not weaker than him in his eyes at all.
Jianchen's face was gloomy. His sharp eyes swept across the faces of the more than a dozen young people around him. Anyone who was swept by his eyes felt a faint pain on their faces. Then a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts, as if Jianchen's eyes were completely sharp swords.
"Who hurt my big brother!" Jianchen's tone suddenly changed. He shouted, "Stand out!" As he spoke, a huge aura emanated from his body. Facing more than a dozen people who were not weaker than him, Jianchen did not show the slightest fear. Instead, his aura was high, and he had a great momentum of not giving up.
Jianchen's shout, coupled with the huge aura emanating from his body, frightened the group of people opposite him, including Cheng Mingxiang, to take a step back. After all, Jianchen was a person who had experienced the baptism of slaughter. He was far from being comparable to a group of immature students.
Realizing that he had been scared away by Jianchen's shout, Cheng Mingxiang's face turned blue with anger. He, a senior Saint, was actually scared away by a freshman who had just become a Saint a few days ago. This was simply unacceptable to him.
"Changyang Shōten, you're courting death!" Cheng Mingxiang flew into a rage out of humiliation. With a loud shout, a huge fiery red sword suddenly appeared in his hand. With a fiery red light, the huge sword pierced toward Jianchen's chest with a burst of hot aura.
"Hmph!" Looking at the incoming huge sword, Jianchen's eyes flashed with a strong killing intent. Immediately, the Light Wind Sword appeared in his right hand and met Cheng Mingxiang's huge sword with lightning speed.
"Ding!"
Following a crisp sound, the tips of the two swords, which were completely out of proportion, came into contact with each other in an inconceivable manner.
Looking at the two swords touching each other, Cheng Mingxiang's eyes revealed a trace of surprise. Whether it was the huge sword in his hand or the long sword in Jianchen's hand, the tip of the sword was very small. At such a fast speed, for the two swords to touch each other steadily was definitely not something an ordinary person could do. And to be able to do this, one had to be incomparably powerful. Moreover, their control over their Saint Weapons had already reached an extraordinary level.
However, for Jianchen to be able to do this with just the strength of a Saint, Cheng Mingxiang found it hard to believe. It wasn't that he didn't think that this was a coincidence, but when he saw Jianchen's calm expression, he immediately dispelled that thought.
What made Cheng Mingxiang even more surprised was the sword in Jianchen's hand. This sword was just too small. In his eyes, this sword was like an enlarged version of an embroidery needle. It was four feet long and two fingers wide. It was as thin as a piece of paper. Anyone who saw it at first glance would think that this sword was very fragile, as if it could be broken with just a little bit of strength.
Cheng Mingxiang dared to swear that this was the first time he had seen such a delicate sword. In fact, he had never even heard of it before. This was because in the Tian Yuan Continent, everyone used heavy weapons. Condensing one's own Saint Weapon into a heavy weapon had already become a habit that was deeply planted in everyone's heart.
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