Chapter 63: Sword Pellet

A purple robe, a white shirt.

At this moment, they became the focus of everyone present.

The crowd was dense, shouting and cheering.

However, all of this did not affect the two people on the stage at all.

"I've always heard that the cultivators of Dahuang Workshop are the best fighters, but today, I'm quite disappointed!"

Bai Qi played with a small red ball in his hand, his face full of mockery.

"Out of the first seven battles, apart from that sick tiger Zeng Wen, none of them caught my eye. You're not going to be even more useless, are you?"

The tall Qin Liangchen, with his nose in the air, was extremely disdainful.

"Zeng Wen? He's not even worthy to be compared to me. He tried to snatch my woman and was beaten to a pulp by me."

Bai Qi's eyes lit up, "So, you do have some skills!"

It was the look of someone who was excited by the prospect of a hunt.

Qin Liangchen did not like this look. He had always treated demons and wandering cultivators as prey.

A large golden hammer suddenly flew out.

"Let's fight if you want to fight, no need for so much talk!"

The golden hammer, heavy and powerful, suddenly smashed out, its overwhelming might pressing down on the heart.

Bai Qi was unhurried, and he tossed the red ball in his hand upward.

In an instant!

Sword light filled the sky, killing intent bursting forth.

In just one exchange, the sword light, like threads, crisscrossed and tightly enveloped the golden hammer.

An extreme cutting force erupted, and the golden hammer instantly shattered, turning into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

"Sword Pellet!"

Qin Liangchen's face changed drastically!

"Surprisingly, it's our sect's Sword Pellet."

On the most luxurious viewing platform, Luo Tianhong exclaimed in surprise.

Pang Renxiong, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

After just a glance, he shook his head and closed his eyes again.

He did not offer any comments from start to finish.

Luo Tianhong was not bothered by this; a Qi Condensation cultivator using a Sword Pellet was naturally not worthy of the elder's attention.

He, however, found it very interesting.

But after watching for a couple of rounds, he frowned.

"Unorthodox methods, not worthy of being called a sword cultivator!"

The moment the Sword Pellet appeared, almost everyone with some knowledge turned their gaze to the viewing platform of Yuding Sword Sect.

However, not a single Yuding Sword cultivator spoke.

Even some of the Qi Condensation disciples who had come to help looked shocked and then angry.

The spectators, unaware of the situation, had to shift their attention back to the Dao Discussion Platform.

Under the sky full of sword threads, the cultivator from Poshan Gang struggled to hold on, his purple robe riddled with cuts.

"That purple robe should be an exquisite defensive robe. Poshan Gang has really gone all out, even bringing out such a good item."

"But in the face of a Sword Pellet, it might not last for a few more rounds."

"This person is in grave danger!"

Everyone could see Qin Liangchen's predicament clearly.

No matter what magical tool he summoned, it would turn into fragments in just a couple of breaths under the rain of sword light.

On the viewing platform of Poshan Gang, Murong Qinglian had already stood up, tense.

Her teeth were clenched, and her body trembled slightly.

"Uncle Mi, can Liangchen win?"

Uncle Mi Hua's face was serious, "The opponent is using a Sword Pellet, which is unparalleled in attack among magical tools. But with the purple river robe I gave him, Liangchen is safe for the moment. However, prolonged defense will inevitably lead to a loss. Liangchen must launch a counterattack!"

Can he counterattack?

Under the sky full of red sword light, how many Qi Condensation cultivators could break through the encirclement?

Luo Chen's heart raced; there was actually such a magical tool in the world.

No, or rather, a Sword Pellet was no longer just a magical tool.

Each Sword Pellet of Yuding Sword Sect, in a strict sense, could be considered a treasure embryo.

As long as a cultivator nurtured it with spiritual sense and magical power every day, they could refine it with true fire and elevate it to a treasure when they advanced to the Golden Core stage.

Such a powerful weapon, even with an exquisite defensive robe, could not be defended against.

What should Big Brother Qin do to break the deadlock?

If I encounter such an enemy in the future, how should I defend myself?

Break the deadlock?

Qin Liangchen's hair and beard stood on end as he took out another magical tool.

Seeing this, Bai Qi laughed arrogantly.

"Such a low-quality magical tool is useless against my Sword Pellet!"

Qin Liangchen was unmoved. As soon as he summoned the magical tool, he destroyed the array inscribed on it with his vast spiritual power.

Boom!

The magical tool instantly exploded!

The immense power instantly pushed back the sky full of sword light for a moment.

He clearly learned this move from the previous match with Yang Rusheng.

Opportunity!

Qin Liangchen seized the opportunity and charged forward.

Bai Qi's face showed a mocking smile, as if he had known about this weakness all along.

The sword light was scattered, and its power was not concentrated enough.

But he was prepared!

He tapped his fingers, and blood spurted from his fingertips.

The sword light in the air suddenly condensed into one, forming a massive blood-colored sword that chopped down from above.

The Blood Refinement Technique!

When he used this move, many people were relieved.

No wonder a Qi Condensation cultivator could control a Sword Pellet, which only Foundation Establishment cultivators could barely manage.

The Blood Refinement Technique could indeed achieve this.

But this method not only harmed himself but also the Sword Pellet.

An embryo that could have been elevated to a treasure would now never advance and could only be used as an exquisite offensive magical tool.

No wonder the people of Yuding Sword Sect looked disdainful and even angry.

Using such a low-level technique was an insult to Yuding Sword Sect's Sword Pellet.

They were relieved.

But Qin Liangchen faced a real life-and-death crisis.

Facing the blood-colored sword chopping down, Qin Liangchen's eyes widened, and he charged forward without hesitation.

This was the only opportunity.

Even if he died, he had to seize it!

A jade-like hand lifted and grasped the sword light.

"Ah!"

A scream came from his mouth, and a Sword Pellet in his palm vibrated wildly.

The purple robe continuously emitted purple light, trying to resist the sword light, but how could it withstand the power of a treasure embryo?

In less than three breaths, the purple light dissipated.

Immediately after, an explosion sounded.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Starting from his hand, Qin Liangchen's flesh began to disintegrate bit by bit.

Bai Qi sneered, having never seen such a foolish person who dared to use his flesh to block the killing move of a Sword Pellet.

Suddenly, his face changed drastically.

In three breaths, the opponent was already very close to him.

Bang!

Another explosion sounded.

What he saw was not a look of despair and pain, but a terrifying and fierce face.

"Roar!"

His remaining left hand, glowing with a white jade color, was raised high.

Then it chopped down.

Bai Qi fell to the ground in shock, and at the same time, the red Sword Pellet, entangled with countless threads, fell with him.

Qin Liangchen panted heavily, grinning ferociously, "Do you think why I'm called the Broken Jade Tiger!"

On his left hand, he had already put on a white glove at some point.

It was with this magical tool that he had split Bai Qi's body from a distance of one zhang.

For this, Qin Liangchen paid the price of his right hand, from the palm to the arm, which was cut into pieces.

Everyone looked at the stage, where the one-armed man remained.

At his feet lay Bai Qi, split into two halves.

A Qi Condensation battle could be so brutal!

At some point, Miao Zhen had already landed on the stage.

Shaking his head, he reached out and grabbed the Sword Pellet, which landed in his hand.

"This match, Qin Liangchen of Poshan Gang wins."

After announcing the result, he said indifferently, "This Sword Pellet and all the spoils on this person belong to Yuding Sword Sect."

Qin Liangchen's head was a bit dizzy. Hearing that someone wanted to take his spoils, he couldn't help but raise his head.

"Your hand is destroyed, we will help you get a suitable replacement."

"Additionally, we will give you ten thousand spirit stones."

"Alright, you can go down now!"

"Okay,"

Hearing that he could get a new hand, Qin Liangchen, still dazed, responded and left the Dao Discussion Platform.

When he reached the door, Murong Qinglian was already waiting there.

Smiling, he spat out a few words.

"I'm back."