Chapter 66

(Continuation of the extended version of "The Snake's Footnote in the Official and Commercial Path," updated continuously on the WeChat public platform. Brothers can search for "Gengsu" or "gengsu1979" on WeChat to follow...)

In the midst of cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of the promise written there.

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Ji Wenchan's mind was momentarily controlled, but when he opened his eyes again, there was no ferocious demon. All he saw was a large war spear rapidly enlarging in front of his eyes. He had forgotten that he was protected by three layers of Vajra secret armor, and subconsciously drove the Dàyǎn Spirit Sword horizontally to block Chen Hai's slash.

The Frost-Quenched Golden Spear and the Dàyǎn Spirit Sword clashed head-on. The spear blade struck the back of the sword, and everyone felt their eardrums buzz. They never expected Ji Wenchan to withdraw his sword to block, nor did they understand why he did so.

Ji Wenchan was also unwilling to admit that his mind had been completely suppressed for that moment, and he believed that the ferocious demon he saw was just an illusion.

He had no time to regret his subconscious action of withdrawing the sword. Chen Hai seized the initiative and would not let it go easily. He wielded the Frost-Quenched Golden Spear, creating a continuous, dark, and unbroken shadow of spear light that tightly wrapped around the Dàyǎn Spirit Sword.

Chen Hai had no confidence in tearing through the three layers of Vajra secret armor with a dozen or so spear strikes, so he had no chance to directly attack Ji Wenchan's physical body. Even if he could tear through the three layers of Vajra secret armor, he could not mercilessly kill Ji Wenchan, the grandson of Chen Zhiyi, the head of the Chen family, in an ordinary competition.

This kind of competition could only involve humiliation, not life-and-death battles.

This really limits my performance, Chen Hai thought to himself. He could only concentrate his continuous attacks on the Dàyǎn Spirit Sword controlled by Ji Wenchan's mind.

In an instant, Chen Hai had pushed the Ten-Kill War Spear Technique, which he had reformed by integrating basic spear techniques, to its极限. In the dim light, it seemed that only three to five breaths had passed, but it was like dozens of violent thunderbolts, heavy and fierce, accurately striking the Dàyǎn Spirit Sword...

Chen Hai held the spear with both hands, using his physical strength to swing the war spear. Each strike was powerful and heavy, with the force of a thousand pounds.

Ji Wenchan controlled the sword with his mind, consuming both true essence and a large amount of mental energy.

In a few moments, Ji Wenchan's pride made him refuse to consider abandoning the sword. Each strike was a hard resistance with his mind, and he even wanted to turn the tide in this extremely energy-consuming confrontation.

Each of Chen Hai's strikes, heavy and powerful, directly struck the Dàyǎn Spirit Sword. Ji Wenchan's true essence consumption was secondary; each strike was like a strong impact on his soul.

Ji Wenchan had never imagined that he would have no chance to counterattack against a low-level Wu Xiu in the Tongxuan realm.

He didn't last long. The mental connection between his soul and the Dàyǎn Spirit Sword was violently severed by Chen Hai's powerful strikes. At that moment, Ji Wenchan felt his internal organs and blood vessels reverse, and his seven orifices were torn with intense pain.

He fell to the ground, hearing the Dàyǎn Spirit Sword clatter to the ground. His mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't believe that he had lost...

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Ji Wenchan lost!

Ji Wenchan didn't even have a chance to counterattack and lost so decisively?

So many people were present, not just the Xuan cultivators at the Piling realm, but even Xie Quanting, who had opened the ancestral acupoint and had a mental connection with the universe, couldn't understand how Ji Wenchan lost.

Ji Wenchan's reaction to withdraw his sword to block was strange, and he immediately fell behind. After that, he never recovered. Controlling the spirit sword with his mind, he naturally suffered a great disadvantage when facing Chen Hai's heavy war spear.

But why did Ji Wenchan lose the initiative from the start?

In the next few moments, which seemed very short, but for a Xuan cultivator at the Piling realm, there should have been enough opportunities to turn the tide. Why was Ji Wenchan always suppressed, and even suffered dozens of heavy strikes, with his soul injured?

Ji Wenchan sat on the ground, wiping his face, his hands covered in blood. His soul was injured, and his seven orifices were bleeding. He himself didn't understand why he withdrew his sword to block at the start.

He was unwilling to admit that his mind was completely suppressed by Chen Hai for that moment. He believed that the ferocious demon he saw was just an illusion, a delusion. Chen Hai hadn't even opened the Linghai secret palace, how could he suppress his soul?

Sun Gan, Su Yuan, Xie Quan, Chen Yu, Chen Su, and others were all stunned, unable to believe what they saw.

A Tongxuan realm disciple defeating a Xuan cultivator at the initial Piling realm was not an unfathomable thing, but in that battle, they couldn't clearly see how Chen Hai and Ji Wenchan's sword and spear clashed. Each heavy strike was clear to their eyes, but they didn't understand how Ji Wenchan lost.

Only Wu Meng, Zhou Jun, and Ge Tong had a vague idea of what happened.

When Chen Hai fought the python, the master-level martial skills were so impressive that even experienced veterans like Wu Meng and Ge Tong were in awe. Ji Wenchan, despite having a strong cultivation realm, was like a flower in a greenhouse with no combat experience. Seeing Ji Wenchan being deceived by Chen Hai's words to remove two powerful protective treasures, Zhou Jun was confident he could fight him. Chen Hai's victory over Ji Wenchan was not unexpected.

Chen Zhang's eyes flashed with a cold light, but he remained silent. Chen Qing hated Chen Hai, but not deeply. She felt strangely surprised and, seeing Chen Hai put away his war spear and walk back to the corridor, blurted out, "How did you win?"

Chen Hai glanced at Chen Qing and said, "You should ask Wenchan why he lost."

Chen Qing didn't understand the difference between the two questions, thinking Chen Hai was being mysterious. Her eyes narrowed in anger, but she seemed to forget that she had been hoping Chen Hai would be defeated by Ji Wenchan.

"Competition is like warfare. The principle that a proud army will surely fail is not hard to understand, is it?"

Chen Hai smiled lightly, looking back at Ji Wenchan still sitting on the stone ground, and said calmly,

"I have no grudge against you, yet you provoked me without reason. This is the first defeat. You are arrogant and self-righteous, not knowing your true strength. Hearing your subordinates praise you, you think you are the best in the world. This is the second defeat. You didn't investigate your enemy, believing what others said about me being a waste, without observing the situation. This is the third defeat. You are proud and arrogant, falling for my provocation. Even though you knew your advantage was being weakened, you still fell for the trap out of pride. This is the fourth defeat. You lack self-awareness, do not observe the enemy, and when faced with difficulties, you become suspicious and lose your resolve. This is the fifth defeat..."

As he said this, Chen Hai casually put the shield-shaped spirit ring and the Nine Flame Dragon Seal, which Ji Wenchan had used as stakes, into his pocket. He then put on the Qingyun Spirit Armor and the snake scale armor, and smiled, asking Xie Quanting, "Uncle Xie, do you think my five reasons for Wenchan's defeat today make sense?"

Chen Hai's attitude was humble, but his tone had a hint of teaching. Xie Quanting was so angry that his chest hurt, but he had no words to say.

Win is win, lose is lose, it was clear to everyone.

Sun Gan, Su Yuan, and others felt their faces burn with shame. When Chen Hai's gaze swept over them, they all felt guilty and avoided his eyes, feeling ashamed and embarrassed. They had all been strongly biased, believing Chen Hai would surely lose.

Even if Ji Wenchan hadn't removed the two protective treasures, he could have stood his ground, but he had removed them himself, falling for Chen Hai's trap. Chen Hai's criticism of Ji Wenchan's five defeats was irrefutable.

At this moment, Chen Hai couldn't resist touching the two protective treasures in his pocket, feeling a smile spread across his face.

A mid-grade yellow treasure and a high-grade yellow treasure, both worth tens of thousands of points in the sect, were the result of years of accumulation by the Chen family. If not for Ji Wenchan falling for the trap, Chen Hai wouldn't know when he could accumulate enough points to exchange for such treasures.

Seeing Chen Hai put the ring and seal in his pocket and repeatedly touch them, Xie Quanting was so angry that the veins on his forehead almost bulged. He took a deep breath, thinking it wasn't worth getting angry with this arrogant young man.

Xie Quanting tried to suppress his anger, but Chen Hai wasn't about to let it go so easily.

He bowed to Sun Gan, Su Yuan, Xie Quan, Chen Yu, and others, asking, "Uncle Sun, Uncle Su, do you think my five reasons for Wenchan's defeat today make sense?"

Chen Hai wished he could write "Winner" on his face and show it to everyone. Ji Wenchan, with his injured soul, seeing Chen Hai's antics, felt a bitter taste in his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Ji Wenchan barely picked up the Dàyǎn Spirit Sword and, without the face to stay, turned to leave.

"Stop," Chen Hai coldly shouted, staring at Ji Wenchan's stiff figure at the gate, and said, "You usually look down on others, have you ever thought about how they feel? If you leave now, you will never be able to face me again!"

"That's right, the hardest thing to overcome is the Dao heart," Chen Lie said calmly, "Wenchan needs to have the courage to become stronger after setbacks to achieve great things in the future."

Ji Wenchan might ignore Chen Hai's humiliation, but he didn't want to be looked down upon by Chen Lie. He stood at the gate, unable to raise his head to face Chen Hai's smug face.

Chen Hai's intention in keeping Ji Wenchan there was not good. He just wanted to continue watching Ji Wenchan's humiliation.

Since Ji Wenchan didn't leave, Xie Quanting, though unwilling to see Chen Hai's smug face, had to endure it and force a smile, walking back to the hall with Chen Lie to continue the banquet that hadn't even started.

Even so, Xie Quanting hastily drank a few cups of wine and, using the excuse of just arriving in Yulong City and having many things to attend to, left with Ji Wenchan in a hurry...

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