Chapter 21 of 100

Chapter 21: The Saint - Kadewen

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Seeing that he had almost hit his opponent, Kadeliang couldn't help but feel a bit regretful, but his movements didn't slow down. At the same time, he quickly kicked towards Jiandan.

Soon, the ten-move limit was over. Within these ten moves, Jiandan did not counterattack. He easily dodged all of Kadeliang's attacks. In the eyes of others, Jiandan almost narrowly avoided each of Kadeliang's attacks, which made many people in the audience hold their breath, including Zhangyang Hu.

Although Kadeliang's attacks were very swift, he didn't even touch Jiandan's clothes within these ten moves, which made Kadeliang feel extremely frustrated.

Raising his hand to block Kadeliang's punch, Jiandan said calmly, "The ten moves are over. Now it's my turn to counterattack." As he spoke, Jiandan kicked towards Kadeliang.

The speed of this kick was very fast, and it was too late to dodge. Just as Kadeliang reached out to block, his hand had only extended halfway when Jiandan's leg already fiercely kicked his chest.

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

The powerful impact from his leg made Kadeliang stagger backward several steps before he could steady himself. When he finally stabilized, Kadeliang looked at Jiandan with a hint of shock. Although Jiandan only had the strength of an eighth-level Saint, the force of this kick was far beyond his imagination, almost making him unable to withstand it.

At the previous freshmen martial arts competition, Kadeliang had never directly confronted Jiandan, so he didn't know Jiandan's true strength. After this fight, he realized that Jiandan was much stronger than he had imagined. From the powerful force of that kick, he even suspected that Jiandan's strength was not just at the eighth level of Saint power.

Jiandan, perhaps wanting to end the fight quickly, didn't give Kadewen time to catch his breath. He quickly rushed forward, punched towards Kadeliang's nose, and moved very fast.

Kadeliang's expression gradually became serious. He awkwardly dodged Jiandan's punch and then swung his fist towards Jiandan's head.

Jiandan's lips curled into a cold smile. He extended one hand to block Kadeliang's punch and simultaneously grabbed Kadeliang's arm tightly. Then, he stood firmly in a horse stance, lowered his waist, and suddenly exerted force with both arms, grabbing Kadeliang's arm and throwing him far away.

This was the wrestling technique Jiandan had learned from the Mongols in his previous life. Although he was proficient in swordsmanship, his broad experiences and almost photographic memory allowed him to learn many other skills, though he only had a superficial understanding of most of them.

Kadeliang's body seemed as light as a feather, and Jiandan easily threw him away. He flew about four to five meters in the air and finally landed on the stage with a "thud."

"Whoa..."

Seeing that Jiandan's not very strong, even somewhat frail, body could perform such an action, many students in the audience drew a sharp breath. For a moment, everyone's view of Jiandan changed. After this fight, no one dared to underestimate him.

Kadewen and Kadeliu's faces gradually turned grim. This situation had exceeded their expectations.

"Hmph! Zhangyang Xiangtian, you do have some skills," Kadewen said through gritted teeth, his tone low.

Kadeliang, looking extremely disheveled, got up from the stage, his face dark, and his eyes filled with resentment as he looked at Jiandan.

"Ah!" Kadeliang let out a roar. The Saint power of the ninth level was concentrated in his palms, and he quickly approached Jiandan, pressing both palms towards Jiandan's chest with great force.

Jiandan sneered, quickly gathering Saint power in his palms, and then struck out, colliding with Kadeliang's palms.

"Thud!"

With a dull sound, Jiandan's and Kadeliang's palms collided fiercely. The moment they touched, they separated, and the powerful counterforce made both of them retreat quickly.

Jiandan's body twisted, and his feet moved rapidly. With his skilled technique, he quickly dissipated the counterforce. Seeing Kadeliang still retreating, a fierce light flashed in Jiandan's eyes, and he quickly rushed forward, leaped high, and kicked towards Kadeliang with all his strength.

Kadeliang, unable to control his body, had no strength to resist. He was directly kicked in the chest by Jiandan and immediately flew off the stage.

"Spit!" Falling to the ground, Kadeliang's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly suffering a serious injury.

"Second Brother!"

Kadeliang and Kadeliu hurriedly ran to Kadeliang's side. Seeing his pale face and the blood at the corner of his mouth, both of them were filled with worry.

"Second Brother, are you okay?" Kadewen asked in a deep voice, his face turning very grim. This time was different from the previous freshmen martial arts competition, where Kadeliang had lost to Jiandan due to a momentary lapse. This time, Kadeliang had lost to Jiandan in a fair fight on the stage, which meant that a ninth-level Saint like Kadewen was inferior to a mere eighth-level Saint freshman.

"Second Brother, how are you? Are you seriously injured?" Kadeliu asked with concern, her voice filled with worry.

With the help of the two, Kadeliang struggled to stand up, shook his head lightly, and said, "Big Brother, Third Sister, I'm fine. I just have some minor injuries." His voice was weak.

Seeing Kadeliang's pale face, Kadewen's eyes blazed with anger. He looked up at Jiandan on the stage and said in a low voice, "Third Sister, take care of Second Brother. I'll go teach that arrogant kid a lesson!" As he spoke, Kadewen leaped onto the stage.

"Big Brother, don't..."

Kadewen and Kadeliu tried to stop him, but it was too late. Seeing Kadewen on the stage, Kadeliang and Kadeliu sighed simultaneously. Whether Kadewen won or lost, the prestige of the Kadewen family in Cagass Academy would be greatly reduced. Originally, it was a fair duel, and even if they lost, it would just be a loss of face. But now, with Kadewen's involvement, the situation had changed. A senior who had been in the academy for several years bullying a freshman would inevitably lead to ridicule and mockery from the academy.

Jiandan looked at Kadewen on the stage with a calm gaze and a faint smile, saying, "Are you going to avenge your second brother?"

Kadewen stared at Jiandan with a fierce gaze, coldly snorted, and said in a deep voice, "Zhangyang Xiangtian, your strength is indeed strong, but since you injured my second brother, I won't let you leave the stage unscathed."

Hearing this, many people in the audience frowned, and their view of Kadewen changed.

"Kadewen, what do you mean? Are you bullying us because we have no one in the Zhangyang family?" As soon as Kadewen finished speaking, a slightly deep voice came from the audience, and a figure leaped onto the stage. It was Jiandan's older brother, Zhangyang Hu.

Zhangyang Hu stared at Kadewen with a fierce gaze and said angrily, "Kadewen, if you want to fight, fight me."

Seeing Zhangyang Hu willing to stand up for him, Jiandan felt a warm feeling in his heart and said softly, "Big Brother, go down. I can handle this."

Zhangyang Hu shook his head and said, "No, Fourth Brother, go down. Kadewen's strength has already reached the peak of the tenth level of Saint power. You are not his match. Big Brother will help you deal with him."

Hearing this, Jiandan hesitated for a moment and then nodded slightly, saying, "Big Brother, be careful." As he spoke, Jiandan went down from the stage.

Kadewen looked at Zhangyang Hu with disdain and said with a cold smile, "Zhangyang Hu, you are asking for it. Don't blame me."

"Hmph, you are speaking too soon. Who will win is still uncertain," Zhangyang Hu said coldly. Both he and Kadewen were at the peak of the tenth level of Saint power. If Kadewen had not condensed a Saint weapon to become a Saint, their strength would be evenly matched.

Kadewen's face showed a mocking expression, and he looked at Zhangyang Hu with disdain. Then, he slowly raised his right hand, and a powerful golden energy wave emanated from it, gradually condensing into a large golden sword. The golden sword was very large, about five feet long and palm-wide, and from its long handle, it was clear that it was a two-handed sword.

Seeing the two-handed sword that suddenly appeared in Kadewen's hand, Jiandan's eyebrows furrowed. He had read many books about Saint weapons in Zhangyang Hu's collection and could immediately recognize that this sword was indeed Kadewen's Saint weapon. This was the first Saint weapon Jiandan had seen since coming to this world. Although he knew that Saint weapons were formed by condensing Saint power, seeing it in person still left him amazed. Despite being clearly made of energy, it looked like a solid weapon, with no trace of being energy-based, which left Jiandan in awe.

As soon as the golden two-handed sword appeared, a chorus of gasps rose from the audience.

"Saint weapon, he actually condensed a Saint weapon..."

"Saint, he has become a Saint..."

"Kadewen successfully condensed a Saint weapon. Now Zhangyang Hu is in trouble..."

From the peak of the tenth level of Saint power to becoming a Saint, the gap was only a step, but it was a difficult step to cross. In Cagass Academy, most seniors had reached the peak of the tenth level of Saint power, but none had managed to condense a Saint weapon. Without exceptional talent, it was very difficult to condense a Saint weapon. On the Tianyuan Continent, many people spent their entire lives at the peak of the tenth level of Saint power, unable to break through and become a Saint. This shows how difficult it is to become a Saint.

Once one successfully becomes a Saint, their strength greatly increases. The Saint weapon is not only their only weapon, but it is also in sync with their will and can unleash powerful attacks far beyond their own strength.

Seeing the golden two-handed sword in Kadewen's hand, Zhangyang Hu's face turned very grim. With a Saint weapon, Kadewen's strength had undergone a tremendous change, far beyond what a mere tenth-level Saint could match.

"Big Brother actually successfully condensed a Saint weapon." In the audience, Kadeliu looked at the Saint weapon in Kadewen's hand with surprise and excitement.

Kadeliang also looked at the golden sword in Kadewen's hand with envy and surprise. Kadewen and Kadeliu only learned about his successful advancement to Saint after this.

Holding the Saint weapon, Kadewen's confidence swelled to an unprecedented height, and his face was filled with pride. Seeing Zhangyang Hu's grim expression, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"Ha ha ha ha, Zhangyang Hu, are you afraid? Kneel down and kowtow three times, then call me grandpa, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, hmpf... you know what will happen," Kadewen laughed wildly, his tone extremely arrogant.

Hearing this, Zhangyang Hu's face turned ashen, and he roared, "You are dreaming, Kadewen. Even if you are a Saint, I, Zhangyang Hu, am not afraid of you."

Kadewen looked at Zhangyang Hu with arrogance and disdain, saying, "Zhangyang Hu, what do you have to fight me with?"

Zhangyang Hu glared at Kadewen, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Zhangyang Hu, catch the sword!"

At that moment, an iron sword was thrown from the audience, flying directly towards Zhangyang Hu.

Zhangyang Hu caught the iron sword, but his body couldn't help but sink slightly. The iron sword was clearly not light. It was very large, with a silver, bright blade. Apart from the color, it was not much different in shape from the two-handed sword in Kadewen's hand.

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