Ye Futian heard what Shen Jun said and replied, "You saw how Bai Ze had no regard for the lives of others, young city lord. I couldn't take it anymore and killed him. The Bliss Palace Lord allowed his disciple to use women as cauldrons to train, and I'm sure many in Qianye City resented that. Don't you feel anything, young city lord?"
Shen Jun lowered his head and looked at the white-haired young man below. The atmosphere in the inn seemed rather tense.
However, Shen Jun smiled all of a sudden after a while and waved his hand. The people he brought landed in the courtyard. Shen Jun walked up to Ye Futian and said with a smile, "There have been people who complained about the Bliss Palace to the city lord's office before, but they are still a top-notch force in Qianye City. Now that things have happened, there is no need to look into it. However, Brother Ye, you've made Qianye City lose a top-notch force.
How do you intend to make up for it? "A strange look flashed in Ye Futian's eyes. Shen Jun had a good grasp of the situation. He came as if he was going to condemn Ye Futian, but he quickly changed his attitude, as if he was deliberately not going to hold Ye Futian accountable.
It was as if he was doing Ye Futian a favor.
"How would you like us to make up for it, young city lord?" Ye Futian asked.
Shen Jun smiled and said, "As the young palace lord of Bliss Palace, Bai Ze was incredibly powerful, yet he was slain by Brother Ye's sword. Even someone as powerful as the palace lord of Bliss Palace was slain by a fellow disciple of Brother Ye's school. I'd like to see the way of the sword of Brother Ye's school. I've brought a few people from the city lord's office with me today. Those fellas have always been rather arrogant, and they've all trained in swordsmanship.
Ye Futian was rather surprised. He thought that Shen Jun was going to tell him what he wanted, but he did not expect the compensation to be pointers.
That did not seem to be much of a deal.
Or did Shen Jun have other motives?
"Alright. How would you like to give them pointers, young city lord?" Ye Futian nodded and said.
"You two, come here," Shen Jun turned around and said. Two figures walked up to them.
"Those two fellows are at the pinnacle of Sage Plane, and they are not far from Saint Plane. It just so happens that you have people of that level with you, Brother Ye. Let them spar with each other, and Brother Ye can give them some pointers," Shen Jun said casually.
"Alright." Ye Futian nodded.
He wanted to see what Shen Jun had up his sleeve.
Ye Futian turned around and looked at Ye Wuchen and Xu Que. Both of them were adept at swordsmanship, and their training had reached the pinnacle of Sage Plane. Ye Wuchen, in particular, had improved even faster after the Swordmaster had given him a sword, and he was only a step away from Saint Plane. Xu Que, on the other hand, was at a lower level, and his opportunities were not as good.
Ye Wuchen first obtained the Renhuang Sword Will, and then the Swordmaster borrowed his sword. For a swordsman, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The Swordmaster had lent his sword to Ye Wuchen so that he could personally participate in the battle of the Unblemished Saint Plane. During that battle in the Empty Realm, he had personally experienced how strong the sword of the Divine Path was.
Ye Wuchen and Xu Que walked out, and Shen Jun, Ye Futian, and the others all made way for them. Ye Wuchen and Xu Que were in the middle of the crowd, facing the two swordsmen from the City Lord's Office. One of them was older, with a white beard and a sage-like demeanor, with a sword strapped to his back. The other was younger, with sharp eyes, and did not have the reserved look of the older swordsmen.
Ye Futian took a look at the two of them. If they were to give pointers to juniors, there would have been no reason for one of them to be older. It was obvious that they had purposely chosen to spar.
"Please," the two of them said to Ye Wuchen and Xu Que.
"Please." Ye Wuchen and Xu Que nodded in return. Sword will spread around them, and ear-piercing sounds were heard in the air.
"Boom!" A raging sword will burst out all of a sudden. The body of the young swordsman from the City Lord's Office was as hot as the sun, bathing in terrifying flames. When he lashed out with his sword, it was as fierce as the sun. Terrifying flashes of fire burned, and many sword wills blasted at Ye Wuchen and Xu Que at the same time.
Ye Wuchen flashed and lashed out with his sword. In an instant, the young swordsman felt as if many shadows of Ye Futian appeared before his eyes. They were extremely fast, and every shadow lashed out with flashes of the sword. The young swordsman was almost unable to keep up with them with his eyes.
Sword aura exploded in the air, and the flaming sword wills were destroyed in a frenzy. Ye Wuchen's body seemed to have not moved at all, and he continued to stand there quietly.
Voom.
At that moment, the elder moved. In an instant, the space became extremely hot, as if the light of the sun had descended, and the space was burning.
The elder's body shuttled through the flames like a gray shadow. Sword will flowed in a frenzy, but he still did not make a move. The young swordsman stepped out and lashed out with his raging sword again, heading for Ye Wuchen and Xu Que.
One was in the light, and the other was in the dark.
Ye Wuchen and Xu Que moved at the same time. Xu Que's body turned into a shadow, seeming to blend into the darkness, flashing around the young swordsman. Ye Wuchen also turned into a shadow, chasing after the elder.
The speed of the two was too fast for the eyes to follow. The crowd did not see the two come into contact. They only saw the shadows of the swords flowing, as if swords were colliding silently.
At that moment, a suffocating pressure of swordsmanship descended, and the four figures suddenly burst out at the same time.
Xu Que and the young swordsman from the City Lord's Office collided. The sword of slaughter in the darkness brought with it endless gray airflow of swordsmanship, and the other seemed to have turned into a furnace, slashing out with the sword of the sun. His sword seemed to be able to melt everything, and it destroyed the gray airflow.
Until an extremely hot flame sword clashed with the giant sword of slaughter. Terrible heat waves swept through the space, and an explosion was heard. Xu Que's body was sent flying, and many holes were burned in his clothes. The sleeves on his arms were torn, and the hand holding the sword was exposed.
On the other side, the collision between Ye Wuchen and the old swordsman seemed to be silent, but it was even more shocking. It was like two streams of light flashing. In the next moment, the two had their backs to each other, and the terrible storm of sword aura raged around them, as if tearing the space apart. Then, the sword in the old swordsman's hand broke inch by inch. He grunted, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Two battles, it seemed that one won and one lost.
However, the violent young swordsman still did not seem to have any intention of stopping. He took another step, and sword will filled the air, continuing to slash at Xu Que. Xu Que frowned, and his body quickly floated back, but the overbearing swordsmanship still slashed at him. He waved his hand forward, and the gray slaughtering swordsmanship swept out, but it was all penetrated and burned. The violent sword slashed down from the sky, and he was sent flying.
"It seems that the young city lord is exaggerating. These people are only so-so. Is there anyone else?" The sword in the young man's hand pointed forward.
"Bang."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground suddenly trembled, and a burly figure stepped forward. The young man's eyes flashed, and he looked forward.
In the next moment, he saw a violent figure directly step out. The ground trembled incessantly, and he actually felt a huge pressure.
He stretched out his hands, and a terrible flame overbearing giant sword appeared, the flames devouring the sky and earth. He raised his hands and slashed the sword straight forward.
"Boom!"
Another thunderous sound rang out. That silhouette actually ignored the sword he slashed out and stepped forward. His tower-like body seemed to contain boundless strength. His arms moved forward and his fists blasted out. Heat waves rolled out, and the gigantic sword was directly shattered into pieces, being destroyed bit by bit.
The young man's countenance drastically changed. After that, he only saw the fist enlarging in his eyes. In the next instant, the fist directly smashed into his chest. A crisp cracking sound rang out as he felt his bones and tendons exploding as his body was helplessly flung backwards.
When his body landed, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and his chest burned with pain.
Shen Jun lowered his head and glanced at him. Then, he shifted his gaze to look at the burly figure, and a strange light flashed through his eyes.
Those two swordsmen were people that he had handpicked, and they were definitely not weak. One of them lost to Ye Wuchen's sword, and the other was killed by a single punch.
"Impressive," Shen Jun praised. "Brother Ye, is this person also from the clan? He's not a swordsman. "
"Yu Sheng, stand down," Ye Futian said. That tower-like figure took one look before him and then went back to where he was.
Ye Futian took a look at Shen Jun. That young man was probably trying to provoke them, but he probably did not expect Yu Sheng to be so ruthless. That punch would have been enough to put him in bed for a while.
"Not all of my clan train in swordsmanship," Ye Futian smiled and said. Since Shen Jun had ulterior motives, he naturally would not have told the truth.
Shen Jun nodded slightly and said, "Brother Ye, your friends would have been top-notch figures even in the cities of Crimson Dragon Realm. I assume you are preparing to make your way to Saint Plane?"
"You could say that." Ye Futian nodded.
"I have a suggestion. Didn't you want to go to Crimson Dragon City? I'll be heading there in a few days. There will be a grand event there, and if you want to go, you can join in the fun. Furthermore, Yu Sheng and the others will be able to meet many top-notch figures of this plane in Crimson Dragon Realm and compete with each other. Are you all interested?"
Ye Futian looked at Shen Jun, wondering if that was Shen Jun's goal.
"Yu Sheng's plane?" Ye Futian asked.
"There are saints, but very few. If you are interested, you will have a chance as long as you stay in Crimson Dragon Realm. Furthermore, this grand event is rare, and it only happens once a month. It is an excellent opportunity to train, and registration is required in advance," Shen Jun smiled and said.
"This is a rare opportunity, then," Ye Futian said in a low voice.
"Indeed." Shen Jun nodded. "Every city has a quota. If Yu Sheng and the others are interested, I can report on their behalf. But of course, if they are not, then so be it. Just treat it as a spectator."
"Yu Sheng, Wuchen, what do you think?" Ye Futian turned around and asked.
"You decide," Yu Sheng said.
The others did not say anything. Ye Futian smiled and asked Shen Jun, "Will it be dangerous?"
"Judging from the powers you all displayed just now, how dangerous do you think a spar of this plane could be?" Shen Jun smiled and said, not minding it at all.
"Alright. Yu Sheng, Wuchen, Xu Que, Jiuge … You all can go and have a try." Ye Futian nodded and said.
Shen Jun smiled and nodded. He took out a crystal ball and said, "Just release a bit of your spiritual powers into it."
"What's this for?" Ye Futian asked.
"This grand event is hosted by Crimson Dragon City, and the person at the top is the Crimson Dragon Renhuang. As such, it is very formal, and we need to confirm who is participating. Verbal consent does not count." Shen Jun said, "Don't worry, Brother Ye. As long as you attend the event on time, there will be no problems."
"Alright." Ye Futian nodded and took a look at Xia Qingyuan beside him.
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