Chapter 61: Sky-Filling Killing Intent

Jian Chen moved swiftly across the grass, the Light Wind Sword in his hand transforming into a silver-white beam of light, which he thrust in all directions at an incredible speed. His sword technique was swift and fierce.

As Jian Chen's body moved rapidly, the breeze he generated evenly brushed the ground. At the moment he stopped, the leaves that had been flying around in the sky began to shatter, turning into a fine powder that slowly drifted to the ground. Only a very small portion remained intact, but what was different was that half of these leaves now bore the word "sword," which, despite varying in size, perfectly filled the entire leaf. On the other half of the intact leaves, there was also the word "sword," but it was either unclear or incomplete, missing some strokes.

If anyone else had seen this scene, they would have been astonished, for it was truly a shocking sight. In such a chaotic scene, the leaves were flying around randomly, and just focusing on one leaf would make one's eyes dizzy due to the countless leaves constantly changing positions. It was even more impossible to carve a word on a leaf with a sharp sword.

Moreover, the leaves were extremely thin and fragile, and to carve a word on them without causing any damage was an almost impossible task.

If Jian Chen's actions were publicized, his reputation would surely spread across the Tianyuan Continent in a very short time.

Looking at the leaves and their powder slowly falling from the sky, a smile gradually appeared on Jian Chen's face. He murmured to himself, "Although the speed of my sword technique has slowed down a lot, my control over the sword is now much stronger than in my previous life. It seems this sword has become like my left and right arms. Perhaps this is the advantage of a holy weapon in this world."

At this moment, Jian Chen's ears twitched slightly, and his gaze sharpened as he looked towards a forest ahead. The silver-white long sword in his hand disappeared.

Soon, the trees in the direction Jian Chen was looking began to tremble slightly, and a person in a school uniform, covered in blood, staggered out of the forest.

When Jian Chen's gaze fell on the person's clothes, he immediately knew that this person was a student from Kagas Academy. However, the blood on the person's clothes made Jian Chen very puzzled. There were no monsters around, so how could this person be injured? Moreover, Kagas Academy had clear rules: students could spar, but they were forbidden from engaging in life-threatening fights.

However, when Jian Chen's gaze fell on the student's face, his expression suddenly froze. His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the young man, whose half face was covered in blood.

"Big Brother!" Jian Chen exclaimed in shock, his voice filled with surprise. His body trembled slightly, and in an instant, he had crossed nearly thirty meters to stand in front of the blood-covered young man.

Seeing the several terrifying wounds on the young man's body and the damaged flesh on his forehead, Jian Chen's eyes turned red with rage. He shouted, "Big Brother, what happened to you? Who did this to you?" A strong killing intent surged from his body.

For Changyang Hu, Jian Chen had a deep affection, second only to his mother. Changyang Hu treated him like a younger brother, and Jian Chen vividly remembered how, when he first arrived at Kagas Academy, Changyang Hu had taken him around the entire campus, introducing him to the rules and other aspects of the academy. Later, Changyang Hu even risked great danger, running ten kilometers to the forest to hunt a first-stage monster, just to give him a first-stage magic core as a gift. Although a first-stage monster posed no threat to Jian Chen, Changyang Hu, with only peak tenth-layer holy power, found it extremely difficult to hunt one.

When he and Kadai Yun faced off on the arena, Changyang Hu, considering his lack of strength, had volunteered to fight Kadai Yun on the arena.

Jian Chen could clearly feel that Changyang Hu's concern for him was genuine. Now, Changyang Hu had become a close relative in Jian Chen's heart.

In his previous life, Jian Chen was born during a war, and his parents were killed by enemy forces when he was an infant. He had no relatives and had never experienced the feeling of family. Now, since heaven had given him such a good fate, Jian Chen cherished it greatly. Changyang Hu had already occupied a place in his heart, second only to his mother, Bi Yuntian. Seeing Changyang Hu in this state, Jian Chen's anger had reached an unprecedented level. With his keen eyesight, he could see that these wounds were clearly caused by human hands.

Seeing Jian Chen suddenly appear in front of him, Changyang Hu's expression also froze. However, his face quickly changed, and he said urgently, "Fourth Brother, what are you doing here? Quickly, leave, leave now. They are about to catch up." Changyang Hu was extremely anxious, never expecting to encounter Jian Chen here.

Jian Chen's face turned extremely dark, and he said in a deep voice, "Big Brother, who did this to you?" The suppressed anger in his voice was evident.

Changyang Hu pushed Jian Chen with all his might, his tone filled with urgency, "Fourth Brother, don't ask so many questions. Leave now, take a detour back to the academy. Otherwise, they won't let you go." Although he knew Jian Chen was strong enough to defeat a mid-level holy sage, Changyang Hu did not believe that Jian Chen alone could face a dozen students, all of whom were holy sages, including Cheng Mingxiang, who had reached the advanced holy sage level.

Jian Chen stood there like a stone statue, unmoving despite Changyang Hu's efforts. His eyes flashed with intense killing intent, and he stared fiercely at the forest ahead.

A dozen students in school uniforms appeared from the direction Jian Chen was looking, with Cheng Mingxiang and Luo Jian leading the way.

Seeing Jian Chen, Cheng Mingxiang and Luo Jian's faces showed a hint of joy. Luo Jian even laughed out loud, "Changyang Hu, we finally found you. Where do you think you can run now?" The dozen young men quickly moved forward, surrounding Jian Chen and Changyang Hu.

Seeing himself surrounded again, Changyang Hu's face turned pale, and he sighed deeply, saying nothing.

Facing the dozen hostile students, Jian Chen showed no fear, remaining calm. His demeanor suggested that he did not take the dozen students seriously.

Jian Chen's face was dark, and his gaze swept over the dozen young men, making each of them feel a slight pain on their faces, followed by a chill from the bottom of their hearts, as if Jian Chen's gaze was a sharp blade.

"Who injured my Big Brother!" His tone suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Step forward!" As he spoke, a powerful aura emanated from his body. Facing the dozen students, Jian Chen showed no fear, instead, his aura was high, determined not to back down.

Jian Chen's shout, combined with the powerful aura, made the group, including Cheng Mingxiang, take a step back. After all, Jian Chen was a seasoned warrior, far beyond the inexperienced students.

Realizing that he had been intimidated by Jian Chen's shout, Cheng Mingxiang's face turned green with anger. As a high-level holy sage, he could not accept being intimidated by a newly promoted holy sage.

"Changyang Hu, you are courting death!" Cheng Mingxiang, enraged, shouted, and a large, fiery red sword appeared in his hand. The sword, accompanied by a wave of heat, thrust towards Jian Chen's chest.

"Hmph!" Seeing the sword thrust towards him, the intense killing intent in Jian Chen's eyes flashed, and the Light Wind Sword instantly appeared in his right hand, meeting Cheng Mingxiang's sword with a swift, lightning-fast thrust.

"Clang!"

With a clear sound, the tips of the two swords, which were completely disproportionate in size, touched each other in an incredible manner.

Seeing the tips of the two swords touch, Cheng Mingxiang's eyes showed a hint of surprise, tinged with disbelief. Both the large sword in his hand and the long sword in Jian Chen's hand had very fine tips, and to make them touch steadily at such a high speed was not something an ordinary person could do. Only those with immense strength and extraordinary control over their holy weapons could achieve this.

However, Jian Chen, with his newly promoted holy sage strength, could do this, which made Cheng Mingxiang find it hard to believe. He had considered it a coincidence, but when he saw Jian Chen's calm face, he dismissed the idea of coincidence.

What surprised Cheng Mingxiang even more was the sword in Jian Chen's hand. The sword was extremely thin, looking like an enlarged embroidery needle, four feet long and two fingers wide, as thin as paper. Anyone who saw it for the first time would think it was very fragile, as if it could be broken with a slight force.

Cheng Mingxiang could swear that such a delicate sword was something he had never seen or even heard of before. In the Tianyuan Continent, all weapons were heavy, and the idea of condensing one's holy weapon into a heavy weapon was deeply ingrained in everyone's mind.

If not for Jian Chen using this delicate sword to block Cheng Mingxiang's attack, Cheng Mingxiang would have mocked him.