Chapter 1275: My Weapon Is a Bit Heavy

Not only his expression, but Zhao Xingmo and the two young men responsible for the assessment were also speechless.

They had personally witnessed this guy's freakish strength; anyone at the same level would be utterly crushed. Even if Liu Chongxin had some talent, he was still far too inferior compared to this individual.

Despite such a huge disparity, to be beaten until one's body trembled and they couldn't retaliate… If someone claimed it was real, they wouldn't believe it for a second.

"What a pity, Liu Chongxin got to him first… If I had known he was so weak, I would have stepped in!"

"Having lost this great opportunity, I'll miss out on the Heaven's Drunken Nectar..."

Unlike their thoughts, the other young talents, seeing this scene, were filled with regret.

They had heard Hall Master Yue say that this person had successfully cleared the challenge and was the strongest in his eyes… They had all felt a bit intimidated, after all, five high-grade Essence Spirit Stones were no small sum.

They had thought he was a master among masters, but never expected him to be so weak!

Whoosh!

As everyone's thoughts diverged, Liu Chongxin, in the center, let out a loud cry and charged at Zhang Xuan.

In a blink of an eye, it was as if he had grown eight arms, and the sound of whistling wind filled the air.

A mid-tier Saint Realm martial art, Eight-Armed Ape!

This move was ferocious in power and extremely fast, striking like a sudden downpour, leaving one defenseless.

It seemed he had "seen through" Master Zhang's true strength and intended to resolve the battle swiftly, cutting through the chaos.

"You..."

Master Zhang, facing him, saw him suddenly unleash such powerful strength, and his face turned ashen with fright. Instinctively, he curled into a ball.

Unable to resist, he intended to endure the blow with his back.

This was the most passive form of defense, a sign of utter desperation.

"This... can also be called a genius?"

Yue Yiquan sneered.

Song Xuan had sent word that he had suffered a loss at the hands of someone named Zhang Xuan, even being crippled and castrated. Yue Yiquan had thought Zhang Xuan was much stronger and had come here to give him a show of force, never dreaming he would be... so weak!

It seemed there was no need for him to intervene; this one blow would severely wound Zhang Xuan, leaving no further suspense.

"Ah..."

He secretly shook his head, picked up a piece of fish, and was about to put it in his mouth when he heard Zhang Xuan, who was curled into a ball, shriek. Zhang Xuan, panicking, slipped and stumbled forward.

With this, his head went forward, essentially charging directly into his opponent's attack; it was a suicidal move!

However... though it looked like a death wish, Liu Chongxin's expression changed. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late. Zhang Xuan's head, propelled by inertia, landed squarely on his chest. Liu Chongxin's body stiffened, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and in the blink of an eye, he flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground, his vision darkening before he passed out.

"Uh..."

Seemingly not expecting that slipping and falling could send someone flying, Zhang Xuan, still dazed, stood up, spun around twice, and asked in disbelief, "I... won?"

"This..."

He was bewildered, and the onlookers were even more dumbfounded.

"Liu Chongxin's Eight-Armed Ape is incredibly ferocious, but it's actually designed to conceal the vital point on his chest. It's like a crab: its pincers are powerful, but if you grab its back, it becomes virtually useless! This guy stumbled in his panic, coincidentally dodging the opponent's eight-armed attack and hitting that very weakness... What a stroke of luck!"

"His luck is certainly good... But the Heaven's Drunken Nectar isn't something you get just by being lucky; you need true strength!"

Soon, everyone reacted, their faces filled with disdain.

Winning by luck, this guy was truly one of a kind.

"I won! These spiritual stones are mine now!"

Finally realizing it, Zhang Xuan excitedly put the high-grade Essence Spirit Stones from the table into his ring, then picked up a wine glass: "Everyone, my strength should be clear to all of you by now. Since that's the case, I'll help myself to this exquisite wine..."

"Clear to all?"

"What thick skin!"

"It's as if he wasn't the one who screamed in fright just now. He won by a fluke, yet he's so self-important..."

"I can't take it anymore, I want to duel him!"

Hearing this, everyone immediately erupted in an uproar, their faces red with fury.

With a loud *bang*, Master Yun from earlier slammed the table and stood up again.

"Liu Chongxin lost, but I haven't. Here are five high-grade Essence Spirit Stones. If I lose, they're yours; if I win, the fine wine is mine!"

He moved swiftly to the center of the room, his eyes narrowed, radiating an oppressive aura.

If he had known this guy was so weak, he would have charged forward long ago; there would have been no way he'd wait until now.

"Still want to compete?" Zhang Xuan shook his head, a look of fear in his eyes: "Let's not. I just fought a battle, and my energy is greatly depleted..."

"Depleted?"

Gritting his teeth, Master Yun narrowed his eyes.

If anyone's energy was depleted, it should be Liu Chongxin, right? You just happened to bump into someone and send them flying with your head; you barely used any true qi. How could your energy be greatly depleted?

"Exactly... let's not!"

Zhang Xuan waved his hand, continuing to hold up the Heaven's Drunken Nectar, ready to drink it at any moment.

"Alright, I'll give you time to rest... Here are ten high-grade Essence Spirit Stones. If I lose, they're yours; if I win, the Heaven's Drunken Nectar is mine!"

Seeing his apprehension, Master Yun flipped his palm, and two jade boxes appeared. With a flick of his finger, they flew over and landed on the table: "What, are you scared? Hall Master Yue praised you so highly; you can't be a coward, can you?"

"This..."

He glanced down, unsure if it was the sheer number of spiritual stones or the opponent's words, but Zhang Xuan looked conflicted. After a moment's pause, he took a deep breath, as if making a momentous decision, and clenched his jaw.

"Alright, I'll fight you then. But... on the condition that you also suppress your cultivation to my level!"

"No problem. Unlike Master Liu, I'll be using a weapon!"

Seeing his agreement, Master Yun's lips curved into a smile. With a flick of his wrist, a meteor hammer appeared in his palm.

A mid-tier Saint artifact, the Purple-Gold Meteor Hammer!

"Using a weapon?" Zhang Xuan hesitated, then nodded: "Are you sure you want to use it?"

"Of course!"

Master Yun chuckled.

He had obtained this weapon by a stroke of luck; once used, it was unfailingly effective. Even though Zhang Xuan had won against Liu Chongxin by a fluke, with ten spiritual stones at stake, Master Yun dared not let his guard down and took out his weapon.

With this item in hand, he wouldn't fear even a pseudo-Ethereal expert, let alone someone only at the mid-stage Nascent Spirit Realm.

"I also have a weapon, but... it seems quite heavy. I might not be able to control its power during the fight!"

After a pause, Zhang Xuan looked over with some hesitation.

"A heavy weapon? You want to compare weapon weight with me, haha... Don't worry, I love heavy weapons the most. If it's not heavy, the fight isn't interesting!"

Hearing Zhang Xuan's words, Master Yun almost fainted from laughter.

Is something wrong with this guy's head?

I'm using a meteor hammer... and he wants to compare weight with me...

One strike from my hammer, and be it a long sword, saber, or spear... they can only passively defend!

Compare weight with me...

Having lived for so many years and fought countless battles, he had never seen a weapon heavier than his.

"Since that's the case, let's begin..."

Zhang Xuan reluctantly nodded.

"Show me your weapon; let me see..."

Master Yun laughed loudly, shaking his palm. The meteor hammer immediately floated up, its chain rattling loudly, moving without wind, as if ready to launch at any moment and smash someone into pulp.

"It's already out..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man opposite shrugged.

Master Yun was stunned.

The opponent's hands were empty, without a single weapon. What was there to show?

"Watch out above you..."

As he was wondering, a master teacher from the side suddenly yelled out.

"Above me?"

He paused, then quickly looked up, his pupils contracting sharply.

He saw a massive cauldron suspended directly above him, which he hadn't noticed before. As he looked, it swooshed down from above and plunged downwards.

"I..."

He gasped in alarm, wanting to dodge to the side, but found the cauldron too powerful; it had already frozen the surrounding space.

CRASH!

With a tremendous thud, a large crater formed in the ground. Master Yun's vision went black as he was slammed face-down onto the floor, his feet sticking out from beneath the cauldron's legs, twitching uncontrollably.

"My weapon... is truly heavy!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhang Xuan returned to the wine table, carefully put away the ten spiritual stones, then grabbed the Golden Origin Cauldron and stored it in his ring. He looked down at Master Yun, who was sprawled on the ground, twitching and spitting blood, and said calmly, "You used a weapon... you lost!"

Pfft!

Master Yun spat out even more blood, with renewed vigor.

"This... is cheating!"

"He's from Qingyuan Empire, how could he have such a powerful cauldron?"

"This guy probably has Ethereal Plane strength now..."

"The first time was luck, the second time he relied on the cauldron. This guy is truly shameless!"

The surroundings erupted in an uproar once more.

Under normal circumstances, two people would fight, each demonstrating their cultivation levels in a back-and-forth, fierce battle... But this guy, on the other hand, just brought out a powerful weapon and slammed someone like this...

He played entirely outside the usual conventions!

However...

It was Master Yun who wanted to compare weapons, and before the match, the opponent had clearly stated that his weapon was very heavy...

He warned him beforehand, yet he wasn't careful... so it truly couldn't be blamed on the opponent!

It's just that... everyone wanted to see your cultivation, but you suppressed them with a weapon...

Where's his dignity?

"Winning two consecutive matches is enough to prove my strength! If none of you object, then I am the strongest among you, and I'll gladly take this cup of wine!"

Collecting the spiritual stones Master Yun had lost, Zhang Xuan looked satisfied. He picked up the wine glass, swirled it, and immediately, the aroma of wine filled the air.

"Prove his strength?"

Seeing his smug expression, everyone's faces turned red with suppressed anger.

The first time was luck, the second time he used a weapon...

And he calls himself the strongest...

Strength is earned through combat, not by shameless self-proclamation!

"Master Zhang, I don't acknowledge your strength... Do you dare to fight me?"

Another master teacher stood up, radiating power that made the great hall feel as if it had solidified.

A Half-Step Ethereal Plane expert!

Among the young talents, a true powerhouse could finally bear it no longer and was about to make his move.