Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 290 Let the Core Disciples Fight

chapter 290 let the core disciples fight

translator: borntobe

for the next round, luo bing chose another outer disciple. this new disciple was very muscular, looking like a powerful brute-strength fighter.

but long chen still didn’t choose anyone in particular to go out. seeing long chen didn’t say anything, one of the heaven earth faction’s outer disciples jumped up.

long chen recognized that disciple. he had been the one who had almost died to the tigermouth fish during the disciple selection trial. long chen had saved his life back then.

he had originally been one of qi xin’s people, but in order to pay back long chen’s favor, he had told him about the matter of qi xin harming little snow, and long chen had accepted him into the heaven earth faction.

that little fellow’s name was zhao qian. his talent wasn’t bad, and amongst outer disciples, he could count as a well-known figure. seeing him go out, long chen nodded. another eighty thousand merit points were about to be sent their way.

the muscular man facing him was another mid tendon transformation expert. seeing the early tendon transformation zhao qian, he disdainfully said, “you aren’t my match. if you’re smart, you’ll immediately scram. otherwise, i’ll take your life.”

“come at me.” zhao qian shook his head, taking out his sword.

“fine, since you want to die, i’ll help you out.”

that muscular man snorted and took out a broadsword. he seemed extremely suited to fighting with brute strength.

he suddenly charged at zhao qian, his figure like a phantom, appearing outstandingly domineering.

the thirty-sixth monastery’s disciples all cheered. this muscular man was their strongest outer disciple.

not only was his cultivation base the highest, brute strength was his speciality. when he fought, he possessed a large advantage.

seeing that sword coming right at him, zhao qian completely ignored it and his sword directly stabbed towards his heart.

that muscular man couldn’t help being frightened. this was clearly a suicidal move. he had decided to take him down with him right at the start?

what he didn’t know was that long chen had already instilled in them all a certain fighting tactic:

risking your life. risking your life was one of the most effective slaughter methods. but it wasn’t effective on all people, so you had to judge who to use it on.

if you wanted to risk your life, you’d have to find those people with more normal thinking. if you were to risk your life against someone who was a coward afraid of death, then they would immediately become easy pickings.

because they were afraid of death, they would be terrified, and they definitely wouldn’t dare risk their own life to go all-out against you. by then, you’d have already won half the battle.

however, this tactic wasn’t effective against everyone. other than crazies and idiots, there were also true warriors who didn’t fear death and would dare risk their own lives against you.

true warriors had long since become unafraid of death. as for these show-off, vain braggarts here, how could they possibly be real warriors?

zhao qian didn’t even need to think before using this tactic to fight. to the 108th monastery’s disciples, their lives had been snatched back from the hands of death by long chen before.

they had already cheated death once. even if they had to lose their life now, they wouldn’t care that much. and so they dared to risk their life, and they were filled with an indomitable will.

that muscular man’s expression changed when he saw zhao qian’s sword stabbing towards his heart. he naturally didn’t wish to die with this fellow, and his broadsword hastily switched direction.

their two swords collided. due to being extremely physically powerful and having a stronger cultivation base, he managed to force back zhao qian.

the muscular man icily snorted, “weak!”

it was just that long chen also had a steadiness and calmness that did not match his age. he even had a wisdom that far surpassed them. so to them, long chen seemed more like someone in his twenties.

looking at long chen relaxing on his chair, tang wan-er felt a burst of warmth. she really did feel good to have long chen by her side.

she found that she was becoming more and more dependent on long chen. it was as if as long as long chen was present, then even if the very heavens collapsed, his shoulders would be able to bear that weight.

a loud explosion rang out on the martial stage, cutting off tang wan-er’s thoughts. when she turned to look, she saw that zhao qian’s arm was hanging limply, completely broken.

as for his opponent, he was holding his throat. blood was flowing past his fingers, and he was completely terrified.

“you’ve lost.”

although zhao qian’s arm was broken, he was still expressionless. he pointed his sword coldly at his opponent.

the crowd was deathly silent. just now, everyone had clearly seen zhao qian use his arm to forcibly block an attack from that broadsword in order to slit his sword across his throat.

if zhao qian’s sword had pushed forward just a little bit more, that wouldn’t be a slit throat, but a fallen head.

having had his throat cut like this, that person was unable to say anything. filled with terror, he hastily jumped off the martial stage.

someone immediately came to help heal him. that person was a wood cultivator who quickly stopped his bleeding.

for an ordinary person, having their throat slit would equal certain death. but cultivators could suppress the flow of blood, so it wasn’t much.

but that cut across his throat had terrified him completely. in his panic, he hadn’t dared stay on top of the martial stage.

after seeing that person be miserably defeated, the thirty-sixth monastery’s disciples’ hearts sunk.

“bastards, you really are vicious!” luo bing was incredibly angered. her disciples were not at all used to that kind of fighting style.

“vicious?” long chen disdainfully laughed. “even this is called vicious? all that proves is that you are all too naive and ignorant.

“you can ask any of the disciples beside me. which one of them hasn’t crawled out of a mountain of corpses? which one of them hasn’t killed far over a hundred opponents in the same realm?

“fighting across levels is nothing out of the ordinary for them. we all walked out from a path paved with the corrupt disciples’ bones and flesh.

“in front of us, who have experienced a trial of blood and fire, do you, a bunch of spoiled children who lived in your greenhouse environments, even have the qualifications to compete with us? and you even dare look down on us? laughable!”

following long chen’s words, the 108th monastery’s disciples were all filled with pride, and they felt their blood heat up. it was like they had returned to when they had fought together with long chen on the battlefield.

“so give me less crap. you’ve lost the second round, so hurry up and pay up.” inside, long chen scolded himself for wasting words with her. you wanted to give us a slap in the face? then come and try it.

“don’t worry, i, luo bing, definitely won’t fail to pay up to a bunch of beggars.” luo bing snorted and once more threw out her badge to tu fang.

one reason she let tu fang withdraw the points himself was because she trusted tu fang didn’t dare take more of her merit points. the other reason was because doing it herself would have filled her with too much pain.

when she once more received her badge, there were eighty thousand merit points less on it.

although she acted indifferent, her mouth trembled slightly, showing how vexed she was.

“hmph, in the next round, we’re switching levels. let the core disciples fight!”