Chapter 387 - Immense Reward, New Mission Issued!

“It can’t be, right?”

Jia Wendong looked at Sun Mo. How could the judgment of this young teacher be so accurate? He knew that Teacher Zhen was a sword lover and made a study out of swords. Hence, his words should be about 80 to 90% accurate.

However, Jia Wendong was also unwilling to admit that Sun Mo was impressive. Hence, he was so depressed that his chest hurt.

“Teacher Sun, I wonder if you can give this sword to me?”

Zhen Yuanxiong smiled and asked. Since Sun Mo had protected Jia Wendong from his school, he wouldn’t mind sparing him.

Naturally, Zhen Yuanxiong’s words were already very tactful and did save face for Sun Mo. If not, he would directly extort Sun Mo for it.

One must know that this longsword was also a secret treasure of darkness. Although its value wasn’t high, it was still not too bad.

(Our Mingshao Academy has to locate three secret treasures of darkness before we can qualify for the championship.)

“Hehe!” Sun Mo smiled lightly. “Who the hell do you think you are?”

“Good. What a good rejection!”

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Jia Wendong was greatly elated. In this case, Teacher Zhen would have a reason to crush Sun Mo. There might be two teachers from the Central Province Academy here, but why did it matter?

Teacher Zhen was at the sixth level of the blood-ignition realm, a genius graduate of the Black-White Academy.

Zhen Yuanxiong wasn’t angry. Actually, he had guessed that this would be the ending. Who would be so willing to give up their battle spoils to others?

“Teacher Sun, I feel very grateful that you have protected a student from my Mingshao Academy. However, this matter concerns the championship, so I can only offend you.”

Zhen Yuanxiong was very calm. His gaze swept over to Sun Mo and Gu Xiuxun. “You guys can attack together!”

“This fellow is too arrogant, he’s actually insulting the teacher of the eldest mist. Even I can’t take it anymore. I’m going to bite him to death!”

“Woof woof!”

Ma Qianzu immediately shouted with rage on its face as it bared its teeth at Zhen Yuanxiong.

Li Ziqi looked over. (Are you just staying here to bark? Quickly rush at Zhen Yuanxiong!)

After noticing the little sunny egg’s eyes on him, Ma Qianzu barked even more furiously and took some ferocious actions. It resembled a wild dog that was out of control.

Sun Mo turned his head and looked at Gu Xiuxun. “Do you want to do it? Or shall I do it?”

“This fellow isn’t giving you face. You will naturally be the best person to handle him.”

Gu Xiuxun coldly snorted.

“Sure!”

Sun Mo didn’t mind. However, after he took a few steps forward, he was suddenly startled. He instinctively wanted to return, but he controlled it and continued heading forward, pulling out his wooden blade.

“Teacher Sun, life and death is fated. The loser should have no resentment!”

Zhen Yuanxiong unsheathed his longsword and pointed it at Sun Mo.

These words were often used by teachers. Once spoken, it meant that a life-and-death battle was about to start instead of a spar.

“Teacher Zhen, life and death is fated. The loser should have no resentment!”

Sun Mo replied in the same way.

At the next instant, both of them clashed.

BOOM!

The wooden blade collided with the sword and caused a dull sound to echo.

“Mn?”

Zhen Yuanxiong’s eyes froze as he looked at the wooden blade.

(This wooden blade is so beautiful. Its patterns and shape…this must have been made by a grandmaster!)

Although Zhen Yuanxiong loved to collect various types of swords, he was also very interested in blades.

The black sandalwood blade in Sun Mo’s hands came from a grandmaster in Liang Province. That grandmaster spent three years making it. It wasn’t a weapon, but a work of art instead.

“Ze, you are truly wasting a heavenly item!”

Zhen Yuanxiong admired the wooden blade while dodging Sun Mo’s attacks. However, Sun Mo’s blade attacks suddenly increased in speed half-way through his routine.

“What?”

Zhen Yuanxiong wanted to dodge, but there was already no time.

Bang!

Zhen Yuanxiong’s shoulder was struck. If it wasn’t for him adjusting himself to take a defensive posture, his shoulder bone might have been crushed.

“A slaughter is a slaughter, please don’t be distracted!”

Sun Mo admonished.

Zhen Yuanxiong’s face was filled with astonishment. He was at the sixth level of the blood-ignition realm yet failed to evade Sun Mo’s attack.

This caused Zhen Yuanxiong to feel shock and lingering fear. But after that, his expression turned into awkwardness.

He understood that Sun Mo had shown mercy in that attack, or his head might have exploded.

“Ah?”

Jia Wendong, who was observing the battle, was stunned. This Sun Mo was actually equal to Teacher Zhen?

(No, impossible. This must be an illusion!)

However, after that, he heard Zhen Yuanxiong thanking Sun Mo.

“Thank you Teacher Sun for showing mercy!”

Although he was unwilling to do so, Zhen Yuanxiong was an upright person. Hence, he bowed to convey his thanks.

Ding!

Favorable impression points from Zhen Yuanxiong +50

“Teacher Zhen is too serious!”

Sun Mo didn’t expect Zhen Yuanxiong to actually contribute favorable impression points. It seemed that the conduct of this fellow wasn’t bad.

Honestly speaking, Sun Mo’s performance was very magnanimous because he had already seen all of Zhen Yuanxiong’s data.

Maybe someone who was at the sixth level of the blood-ignition realm who had cultivated an average-grade heaven-tier cultivation art might be a formidable opponent to other people. However, such a person was truly not strong enough in Sun Mo’s eyes.

(Your cultivation base is lower than mine, your cultivation art is weaker, your battle wisdom is inferior. How can you win against me?)

However, it was rare to encounter such an outstanding opponent. Hence, Sun Mo didn’t immediately crush him and chose to focus on defense, treating him as a sparring opponent to increase his own combat experience.

A lack of combat experience against strong opponents was Sun Mo’s current weakness.

Swish~

Zhen Yuanxiong stopped and retreated over ten meters.

“Teacher Zhen, do your best. He will start to kneel after another furious wave of attacks!”

Jia Wendong shouted. Right now, he no longer underestimated Sun Mo. Being able to fight against Zhen Yuanxiong to this extent was already honorable even if Sun Mo was defeated.

Zhen Yuanxiong grew even more awkward after he heard the cheers of his student. He wasn’t in a good mood as he questioned, “Teacher Sun, why?”

“You are very impressive. Hence, I want to use this opportunity to temper myself!”

Sun Mo honestly replied.

“Hehe!”

Zhen Yuanxiong had a self-mocking smile. “May I be so bold as to ask this question? What is Teacher Sun’s current cultivation base?”

“I’ve ignited my blood seven times!”

Sun Mo didn’t conceal it.

“What?”

Jia Wendong was dumbfounded. It was as though he had just heard the greatest joke under the heavens.

(This fellow is actually a genius on the level of Teacher Ming Xian?)

“As expected!’

Zhen Yuanxiong inclined his head and looked at the sky. He then drew in a deep breath. When he gazed at Sun Mo again, his gaze already became resolute. “Teacher Sun, I will be using my ultimate skill next, determining victory or defeat with a single move. If Teacher Sun’s mentality is that of a spar, you might really die.”

“Teacher, don’t be impulsive!”

Jia Wendong was badly frightened. This wasn’t simply the difference between cultivation bases.

One must know that both of them were roughly around 20 years old. Being at the seventh level of the blood-ignition realm at such a young age meant that Sun Mo’s talent and hard work were greater.

At their ages, every level of cultivation was exceedingly difficult. Hence, this difference would represent a huge distance in terms of strength. It wasn’t something that could be mitigated by a mentality that didn’t fear death.

“Teacher Zhen, you will die!”

Sun Mo straightforwardly said.

“If I concede and leave like that, there’s no difference between living and dying for me!”

Zhen Yuanxiong’s eyes were determined. He brandished his sword and pointed it at Sun Mo. “Teacher Sun, this is my sword dao!”

“Alright!”

Sun Mo’s gaze also grew serious. He had to do his best. If he showed mercy at such a timing, it would be an insult to his opponent.

The distance between grew closer. Their auras began to rise.

All of a sudden!

Zhen Yuanxiong moved. His longsword pierced out angrily like a shooting star arcing through the night sky. With a flash, it appeared before Sun Mo’s forehead.

Soul Severance Flash!

Sun Mo remained unmoving. His wrist turned and the wooden blade blocked it horizontally.

Paying someone back in their own coin!

Pak!

Zhen Yuanxiong’s vision dazzled. He saw his sword being knocked away and the tip of a wooden blade piercing toward him. This was precisely his own cultivation art.

“What?”

When this thought appeared in his mind, pain erupted from the center of Zhen Yuanxiong’s brows.

Bang!

Zhen Yuanxiong leaned back and fell over.

“Teacher!”

Jia Wentong screamed in panic and rushed over.

Bang!

Zhen Yuanxiong fell onto the ground, causing the dust to fly up.

“Gr..Grand Universe F…Formless Divine Art?”

As a first-rate student of Black-White Academy, Zhen Yuanxiong had once been an exchange student to the Skyraise Academy. He was fortunate enough to see this saint-tier cultivation art before, and that was the first time he was defeated in his life.

And today was his third time.

Forget it, it didn’t matter.

In any case, he was about to die!

Zhen Yuanxiong stared at the sky and slowly closed his eyes.

The regret he felt was that back in his youth after he saw the skill ‘Paying someone back in their own coin’, he had once thought of how to break it. However, why had he chosen to give up halfway?

(If I continued preserving, the one dying now would be my opponent instead!)

Sadly, this world had no ‘ifs’!

However, this attack from Teacher Sun was truly appropriate.

(It’s not an injustice that I got defeated!)

Ding!

Favorable impression points from Zhen Yuanxiong +100. Friendly (150/1,000).

Zhen Yuanxiong closed his eyes.

“Teacher Zhen!”

Jia Wendong shouted. Would Teacher Zhen die like this?

No, it couldn’t be. He was someone nurtured as a headmaster candidate by Headmaster Ming. He was one of the future pillars of Mingshao Academy. How could he die here?

Looking at Zhen Yuanxiong’s corpse, Sun Mo fell silent.

“Invincible!”

“Ever victorious!”

Ma Qianzu cheered excitedly.

“Shut up!”

Li Ziqi berated. After that, she jogged toward Sun Mo and held his hand. “Teacher, in a fair duel, life and death is determined by one’s capabilities. There should be no resentment. Besides, Teacher Zhen was willing to do this. He should have no regret even though he died.”

“Ziqi, do you think I should have shown mercy earlier?”

Sun Mo’s brows furrowed very tightly. Up until now, those he killed were all his enemies. As for this Zhen Yuanxiong, although he was a competitor, his obsession caused Sun Mo to admire him somewhat.

“Teacher, I feel that there’s no need for you to blame yourself. Life and death is predestined by the heavens, and the loser should have no resentment. These words aren’t spoken casually. Don’t forget that you depended on your strength and defeated him fairly!”

Li Ziqi consoled.

Sun Mo shook his head. For the first time, he felt the weight of life.

Ding!

“New mission issued: Go and comprehend the weight of life. After you succeed, you would be rewarded with 3 mysterious treasure chests!”

The system, which has been silent for a long time, finally gave out a mission again. Moreover, this mission was filled with philosophical intent.

However, when Sun Mo saw the immense rewards, he knew how hard it would be to accomplish this.

Ding!

“Congratulations on obtaining Zhen Yuanxiong’s approval. The prestige connection between you two has improved. Reward: 1x bronze treasure chest!”

“Note: Because the other party didn’t resent you even though he died and accepted his death wholeheartedly, the quality of your reward has been increased into a diamond treasure chest!”

A large treasure chest shining with a holy light appeared before Sun Mo.

“Diamond treasure chest?”

Sun Mo’s sword-like brows furrowed to the extent where they could squeeze a crab to death.

Should he open it now or not?