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Chapter 115: The Demeanor of a Gentleman
🕑 Added 2024-09-22 03:48:05 +0000 UTCBoom!
Finally, the first person reached the top of Lansheng Peak. It was a young man with a cold and aloof demeanor, brimming with arrogance.
Upon reaching the summit, he immediately chose a seat, sat down, and closed his eyes, ignoring everyone around him.
Afterward, as if it triggered a chain reaction, others began reaching the top as well. These individuals were true prodigies.
In their respective regions, they were figures of renown, with countless legendary feats attached to their names.
However, now gathered together, the brilliance of each was somewhat diminished, their auras neutralizing one another, making them appear more ordinary.
Boom!
At last, Qin Zi also arrived.
Since he had set off later than most, he reached the summit later as well. As he stepped onto the plaza by the cliff’s edge, he noticed there was only one seat left.
"It's mine!"
His eyes lit up, and he rushed toward it.
However, just as he was about to touch the seat, a sword light shot from behind, its sharpness unmatched!
"Break!"
Qin Zi sneered, twisting his body as he unleashed a punch. This punch carried the roar of a dragon, wild and unstoppable!
Bang!!
The sword light exploded, and the fist’s energy expanded into a golden storm, continuing toward the swordsman who had launched the attack.
"Block!"
A young man dressed as a swordsman quickly raised his sword to his chest. A dull thud echoed as his body staggered back several steps, but he barely managed to block the residual force of the punch.
However.
Before he could celebrate, Qin Zi had already appeared in front of him, launching another punch directly at his sword.
Boom!!
Sparks flew from the sword, and the violent impact struck the swordsman in the chest.
Pfft—
Blood spurted from the young man’s mouth as he, along with his sword, was sent flying backward, rolling down the mountain steps like a bowling ball, knocking over many people struggling to ascend, causing chaos…
At that moment, Qin Zi turned around, only to see another young man charging toward the last seat.
Without hesitation, he threw a punch, the fist light transforming into a golden dragon, sweeping past the man like a violent gust of wind.
Swoosh!
The man’s body froze, his face turning pale as he slowly turned his head, staring at Qin Zi with a serious expression.
"This seat is mine. No one else can have it!" Qin Zi declared, pointing his thumb toward himself.
Immediately.
The young man standing next to the seat was caught in a dilemma, his face a mix of frustration and fear. He neither dared to sit nor leave.
After all, standing right next to the seat but not daring to sit would be incredibly humiliating.
But if he sat down, judging by the power of that earlier punch, he might end up getting beaten senseless!
That would be even more disgraceful.
"Hmph, this guy is too arrogant! Let’s take him down together!"
At that moment, a few newly arrived prodigies snorted coldly, charging toward Qin Zi.
Now that only one seat remained, none of them had a place to sit. And yet, this guy dared to claim the last seat as his own.
What did that make them?
If they backed down, it would be admitting that they were afraid of him, diminishing their stature. Therefore, they had no choice but to act!
"Shatter the Heavens!"
"Reincarnation of Destruction!"
"You guys… This is too flashy…"
"Three Thousand Worlds!"
"Hey, you don’t deserve such flashy moves… Stop shouting out these moves, ugh, fine, Destruction Thunder Dragon!!"
These prodigies launched their attacks simultaneously. A massive hand reached out to cover the sky, a dazzling sword light slashed through the air, terrifying beams of light descended, and shadows of fierce beasts roared in fury, their combined energy terrifying.
However, faced with such an apocalyptic scene, Qin Zi raised his head and let out a long howl, his hair turning golden.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
His aura surged, his clothes fluttered without wind, and golden flames erupted from within him, transforming into a pillar of light that shot into the sky.
He rose into the air, floating within the golden pillar of light, and with a single punch, he aimed at the sky.
"Break it!!"
The golden punch light pierced through the heavens, accompanied by golden lightning arcs, obliterating everything in its path.
Boom!!
The overwhelming attacks were shattered almost simultaneously, all the sounds merging into one, and a powerful shockwave rippled outward.
"This!!"
"How is this possible?!"
The prodigies who had launched the attacks were hit by the backlash, their faces turning pale, their hearts filled with disbelief.
At that moment, Qin Zi leaped into the air and swept a leg toward them.
Swoosh!
A gigantic golden leg shadow appeared in the sky, sweeping through everything like an unstoppable force!
"Heavenly Gang Child Art!"
"Three-Part Origin Energy!"
"Invincible Golden Bell Shield!"
Their faces changed dramatically as they hurriedly unleashed their defensive techniques. But under this earth-shattering kick, it was all in vain.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
In an instant, they were all sent flying, crashing onto the steps below, rolling down like the first victim…
"Now, does anyone have any objections?"
Qin Zi hovered in midair, his gaze sweeping over those who had reached the summit but hadn’t secured a seat.
They remained silent.
Though they said nothing, their hearts were filled with complex emotions—some sighed, some smiled bitterly, others were self-deprecating, while a few simply lamented…
In their own regions, they were the top prodigies, always considering themselves unparalleled among their peers.
Some had even come here thinking they would dominate the gathering and showcase their unmatched brilliance.
But now.
They realized they were just ordinary among this crowd, and even a random person could make them feel the stark gap in strength.
"Hahaha, this young brother seems to be under twenty years old, yet possesses such strength. You truly deserve to be called a prodigy!"
At that moment, a hearty laugh echoed.
Swoosh!
Everyone turned their heads to see a handsome young man with a scar on his forehead, surrounded by a group of attendants, walking over.
He was dressed in luxurious clothes and exuded an extraordinary aura, as though he was born to be in command. His mere presence commanded respect.
However, the warm smile on his face gave him a demeanor of a true gentleman, making others feel at ease in his presence.
"You must be Lu Chong?" Qin Zi asked.
"How dare you! The young master's name is not to be addressed so casually!" an old servant in a coarse robe behind Lu Chong scolded harshly.
But Lu Chong showed no anger. Instead, he maintained his refined smile and nodded. "Yes, that’s me."
Qin Zi was taken aback.
He hadn’t expected this person to be so easygoing. But recalling his father’s advice to always act arrogantly, he curled his lips and said, "Not that impressive. Aren’t prodigies from noble families supposed to be impossibly handsome and stunning?"
Swoosh!
The atmosphere instantly froze.
No one had expected someone to bring up such a trivial matter. Martial artists respected strength above all, and appearance was rarely a point of contention.
Besides…
Lu Chong’s looks were just fine. With his handsome features and exceptional aura, he was undoubtedly a refined gentleman.
Now, Qin Zi’s remark seemed baseless, as if he was deliberately picking a fight.
And to provoke Lu Chong publicly like this… was practically courting death! Few in the Eastern Domain would dare!
Humiliating Lu Chong was akin to challenging the authority of the royal Lu family, and the consequences would be severe.
However, just as everyone thought Qin Zi was doomed, Lu Chong smiled. "Hehe, perhaps… I’m the exception."
Hearing this, Qin Zi remained silent.
With Lu Chong displaying such magnanimity, it would be overbearing to continue provoking him.
Lu Chong didn’t dwell on the matter. Instead, he scanned the crowd and, with a self-deprecating smile, said:
"There are more people here today than I anticipated. I didn’t expect so many of you to give me this honor."
"Now, with all of you traveling from afar, I, as the host, feel embarrassed that I haven’t prepared enough seats."
He smiled apologetically and bowed to everyone. "I sincerely apologize to you all."
Swoosh!
Instantly, everyone felt a slight tremor in their hearts. Those without seats felt their dissatisfaction melt away, replaced by admiration for the young master of the Lu family.
The young master, despite his noble status, remained humble and approachable, displaying the demeanor of a true gentleman!
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