Chapter 158: i am proud
Outside the arena, everyone stared at Qin Haoran. In his hands was a thick stack of banknotes. Since there were actually too many, several of the disciples were helping him.
10 million taels!
That was a huge amount!
Jun Changxiao said, Alliance Chief Qin is truly someone who keeps his word, this lord really admires you, but Can you let go?
Qin Haoran was handing over the money, but he had not let go, so it was hard for Jun Changxiao to take the money.
Based on the trembling of the mans features, he definitely felt like a knife was twisting inside his heart!
Vast Spirit Gate did not run many businesses, so all extra ie was through his status as alliance chief. He hadboriously made money, but suddenly had to take so much out. Anyone would find it hard to bear.
However.
Was money more important or was dignity more important?
With Qin Haorans personality, dignity was more important!
After struggling with himself for several moments, Qin Haorans hand loosened and the stack of banknotes plopped into Jun Changxiaos hands.
After he handed them over, he painfully turned his head and walked away, fearing that he would snatch them back if he turned around.
Oh, how Qin Haoran regretted it!
If time could be rewound, if it could return to before the disciples fought, even if he couldnt change the final result, he would never make such a ridiculous bet again!
The bet had been made by him; not even Jun Changxiao had expected it.
This was a hole he had dug for himself, one which he happily jumped into, and one that was so deep he couldnt be pulled back up.
Under the gaze of the others, Jun Changxiao licked the tip of his finger and thumbed through the stack. After determining that all 10 million taels were ounted for, he put them away with a smile.
He earned points and made money.
This visit to the Vast Spirit Gate was definitely worth it!
Behind him, Li Qingyang had already started to think. <em>Since Sect Head earned money, he will definitely want to rebuild part of the sect. After heading back, I should create a new design.</em>
Look!
He didnt even need Sect Head Jun! This boy had already be one with his role as manager of internal affairs,ing to this conclusion by himself. He was deserving of praise!
Qin Haoran felt like his heart was bleeding, but he steeled himself and turned around. Sect Head Jun, can we start?
The disciples had lost, his dignity was gone, and he was even poorer by 10 million taels. But the man could still maintain a smile. How monstrous.
Sure, Jun Changxiao hummed.
Just as he was about to go up, City Lord Xie urged, Sect Head Jun, please reconsider!
Yeah! Ai Shangni also said, Alliance Chief Qin is in a fit of temper. If you guys fight now, something will definitely happen!
Jun Changxiao said, This Jun is very grateful that you two worry, but please rx. Since I epted, then I also have confidence.
A Martial Apprentice against a Martial Ancestor, what confidence?
Moreover, what weapon?
Qin Haoran was the lord of a sect. Lets not talk about high tiered weapons, but he definitely had a mid-grade one!
Cultivation wasnt bnced.
Weapons werent bnced either.
City Lord Xie and Patriarch Ai werepletely unable to understand where this assurance came from!
Sect Head Jun, are you afraid now?
You can still regret it now.
Alliance Chief Qin has already paid the money he owes from the bet. If this guy backs out now, lifes a joke.
The Alliance members taunted.
Sect Head Jun did not pay attention to them. He stepped forward, standing at the center of the stage.
Based on his aura, Sect Head Jun is at the peak of Martial Apprentice. Daring to ept Martial Ancestor level Alliance Chief Qins challenge, hes a real man!
Alliance Chief Qin lost so badly, of course hes going to angrily challenge the sect leader. Since that guy came to the Vast Spirit Gate, he has to be ready.
Swords do not have eyes, I fear there will be blood!
The audience discussed.
In their hearts they guessed that since Vast Spirit Gate had lost so much money, if Qin Haoran lost all reason, the least of their worries would be Jun Changxiaos death!
They were underestimating Alliance Chief Qin.
Although he was iparably angry, there was still the Azure Mountain Sect and the Ai Family in attendance. It was definitely awful. At most it would be Hmn, two hands cut off. That way, even if the hands could be reattached, it would still affect future cultivation.
Murder was a terrible action n.
Letting the guy have no future achievements was the best revenge!
Tak.
Qin Haoran also walked onstage. Clenching his palm, the space around him rippled with energy. An iron mace emerged out of thin air, pale golden in color. Upon the handle was inscribed the character Fan.
A weapon made by Grandmaster Fan! the audience eximed.
Weapons smithed by the top grandmaster cksmiths of Falling Star Continent would bring great surprise to the audience wherever the appeared.
Grandmaster Fan primarily works with swords, hes only made one mace his entire life! one martial artist yelled. Thats the high-grade basic Soul-Seizing Double Mace!
The audience was immediately filled with burning envy.
A mid-grade weapon made by Grandmaster Fan was worth bragging about for a lifetime. But Alliance Chief Qin had a high-grade weapon, and it was the only-one-of-its-kind mace!
Wang Donglin said, Grandmaster Fan used a millennium old hammer to smith this object. When using spirit power, it will have terrifying potential. If you try to counter upfront, a lighter weapon will disintegrate and the mace will injure the mind and body. Thus, it is called the Soul-Seizing Double Mace.
Though it seemed like he was speaking to himself, he was saying it all so that Jun Changxiao could hear. That way, Sect Head Jun could understand the weapon he was facing ande up with a proper n.
Fuck nning!
The opponent had already pulled out a high-grade weapon, Sect Head Jun was doomed for sure! If it goes down badly, his soul might be damaged!
City Lord Xie and the Ai Family were internally panicking.
Jun Changxiao thought, <em>This Soul-Seizing Double Mace is much stronger than Wei Yinus defective Gold Dragon Broadsword.</em>
Sect Head Jun, Qin Haoran indifferently said. Please reveal your weapon.
Huff!
Jun Changxiao took a deep breath, then raised his right hand, five fingers gently spread out.
Buzz!
Space seemed to warp and a long weapon gradually appeared. By the time five fingers wrapped around it, it was clearly visible.
It was a long de, the entire weapon being about 2 meters in length. The actual de upied of that length, the rest being hilt.
Both sides of the de were dark green. The part that connected the de to the hilt was in the shape of a roaring gold dragon, its mes in the shape of another dragon, a green one which sprawled across the de.
Under the light of the sun, the de shed with sharp res, showing off its majestic potential!
This was the Martial Saint Guan Yunchangs weapon, the Green Dragon Crescent de!
Good de! Wang Donglin praised.
Cit Lord Xie and Patriarch Ai saw the Green Dragon Crescent de and understood the assurance Jun Changxiao was talking about!
That de is definitely umon!
The hilt has a Guan character, but our Falling Star Continent doesnt have a smithing grandmaster with thest name of Guan?
Based on the imposing manner of the weapon, its not weaker than Alliance Chief Qins Soul-Seizing Double Mace!
The audience murmured.
They envied this eighth-grade sects leader for having such an imposing weapon!
When the Green Dragon Crescent de appeared and Jun Changxiao grasped onto the ice cold hilt, a feeling of missing his family and friends during festive asions [1] while the moon descended, crows cawed, and frostiness filled the sky [2] welled up inside him.
Although he had not lived during the Three Kingdoms Era, had not seen the righteousness of Second Master Guan with his own two eyes, he was a citizen of China. Today, he would use this weapon in another world. Truly <em>I am proud of myself, proud of my country!</em>
Come!
As if he was a soldier on the battlefield, Jun Changxiao called out, Let us exchange 300 rounds!
Shua!
He swung his right arm, wielding the de.
Because the de had inertia, his body tilted forward. But the Green Dragon Crescent de was entirely still, steady as Mount Tai!
Strange.
Had he used too little strength? Why hadnt it moved?
Jun Changxiao tried several times, but his body moved while the de seemed stuck in ce. He was unable to lift it!
Wang Donglin:
Ai Shangni:
Ironbone Sect disciples:
Caw, caw, caw
A crow flew past in the sky, the atmosphere instantly bing iparably awkward.
Under the eyes of the crowd, this guy actually couldnt even lift his own weapon. How disgraceful!
Jun Changxiao was roaring, <em>Whats going on??</em>
The system doused his spirits by saying, [The Green Dragon Crescent de. Although it has nobeled rank, theres probably a strength requirement. The host has not reached the designated standard and therefore cannot use it!]
Fuck!
Huff!
At this time, Qin Haoran came swinging with the mace. Spirit energy poured into the weapon and thick waves of qi rolled through the arena, causing Jun Changxiaos pupils to dte!
<em>Fuck me.</em>
Bang
[1] a phrase from the Tang poem by Wang Wei titled Remembering my Shandong Brothers on the 9th of September: , (As a stranger in a foreignnd alone,) , (I miss my loved ones more dearly on this festive day,) , (When brothers carry dogwood up the mountain,) (Each of them has a branch, but one of us is missing.)
[2] the first line of the Tang poem by Zhang Ji titled Maple Bridge Night Mooring: , (The moon sets, crows caw, and frostiness fills the sky,) , (Staring at the riverside maple trees and fishing boat lights is my mncholy sleeplessness) , (From the Cold Mountain Temple outside of Suzhou) (The midnight bells reach my boat.)