0p0 Chapter 343 Subduing
Chapter 343 Subduing
Chapter 343 Conquer
Hong Shun retorted, "You witch, you're trying to take shortcuts."
Shen Yao never expected that the 1,800-year-old Water God Hall Master would refuse to admit defeat.
"You underestimated your opponent."
A loss is a loss. Whether she used tricks or not, and whether her invisibility lasted a long time, that's her skill too.
Hong Shun lost face and became even more disgusted with Shen Yao.
Seeing Shen Yao looking down at him with the tip of her knife pointed at his forehead, Hong Shun felt even more resentful.
He spun the long pestle, and the Azure Mirror emitted a dazzling light, shining into Shen Yao's eyes.
Shen Yao was not used to it at first, so she closed her eyes and turned her head to avoid the light.
Hong Shun struck the blade of the spirit knife with his long pestle. His Azure Water Immortal Pestle was a divine-level spiritual treasure, and he used seventy percent of his spiritual power to shatter Shen Yao's spirit knife in one move.
"Shameless!" exclaimed a spectator, "They refuse to admit defeat and have no shame!"
Feng Yu thought to herself, "It seems that breaking one's word is the tradition of the True God Sect."
But considering that Jiang Ming was now his family, he didn't say anything.
Jiang Ming had guessed that Hong Shun wouldn't submit, so he observed without saying a word, quite interested, wanting to see how Shen Yao would respond.
Having escaped danger, Hong Shun moved backward to his feet, creating distance, and prepared for battle again.
Shen Yao was not angry. She threw down the hilt of her sword and summoned another high-grade spirit sword: "All's fair in war, Hall Master Hong. Let's not use spiritual power, just spiritual weapons. Let's go again!"
Tsk, all's fair in war.
Jiang Ming smiled; he loved it.
She fights with incredible speed and agility, her moves are swift and her style is unconventional.
Her thought process was unusual, and she had never received formal training, but her speed was incredibly fast, and her moves always caught Hong Shun off guard.
As soon as her spirit blade was shattered by the long pestle, she immediately replaced it with another one.
Hong Shun retorted sarcastically, "You've latched onto our Hall Master Jiang, yet you haven't asked him for a decent knife?"
Upon hearing this, both Feng Yu and Jiang Ming, who were watching the battle, felt a chill.
Salty Fish cursed, "Pah! What do you know, you shameless bastard? You can't even imagine how powerful my sister is!"
Jiang Ming's face was dark and ugly. He respected Hong Shun as a hall master and had tolerated him for his several rude remarks. He never expected that Hong Shun's mouth would become more and more unrestrained.
"Bang!" Shen Yao moved with ghostly speed, kicking Hong Shun in the side with her long leg, and then used the hilt of her knife to knock him back several feet as she turned around.
Hong Shun steadied himself, wiped his cheek with the back of his hand, still unconvinced.
Shen Yao was somewhat angry at him for accusing her of clinging to a powerful figure: "Slay the God!"
She roared and summoned, and the God-Slaying Blade flew out of her storage ring with a 'whoosh'.
The moment the divine blade appeared, Hong Shun was shocked – a top-grade spiritual weapon!
Even though the sword was not drawn, he could tell that it was a rare spiritual weapon, much better than Jiang Ming's Flame Sun Blade!
Shen Yao consulted with the spirit sheath: "Guardians, he insulted me. He won't draw his sword, so can I use you to beat him up?"
The spirit lord was insulted, and the god-slaying sword was equally enraged, emitting a buzzing sound from its sheath.
The guardian spirit, arrogant and aloof, agreed: "Beat him up however you like."
Hahaha, Shen Yao laughed inwardly, Hong Shun is finished!
Hong Shun was utterly astonished to learn that even the scabbard of a top-grade spiritual weapon possessed a spirit.
A sword sheath with a living spirit—this is unheard of! What an amazing spiritual weapon this must be!
Shen Yao gripped the God-Slaying Blade and said arrogantly, "Hall Master Hong, do you know why I only used a high-level spiritual weapon to fight you?"
Hong Shun was still being stubborn: "This little brat only knows a few moves. Do you think you can win just by changing your weapon?"
He made the first move, using his legs to generate power and swirling the Jade Water Pestle in both hands to attack Shen Yao.
With each step he took, he left deep footprints on the ground.
Shen Yao counted his steps, and when he was close, she touched the ground with the tip of her scabbard, flipped in mid-air behind Hong Shun, and attacked Hong Shun's back with her unsheathed God-Slaying Blade.
Hong Shun turned around in time, his Jade Water Pestle transforming into a shield, using defense as offense, to meet the God-Slaying Blade head-on.
Shen Yao smiled disdainfully and slashed at the Jade Water Immortal Pestle with her God-Slaying Blade.
The Jade Water Pestle was easily defeated and was cleaved in two by the God-Slaying Blade in a single move.
The Jade Water Pestle broke in the middle, destroying his natal spiritual weapon, and Hong Shun coughed up blood.
Shen Yao shifted her feet slightly, dodging to the side by a foot to avoid being splattered by the blood he spat out.
Once Hong Shun regained his footing, Shen Yao suddenly charged forward and launched a series of attacks on him with the God-Slaying Blade.
She struck Hong Shun's left hand with her knife, knocking half of the Bi Shui Xian pestle to the ground.
Another blow struck Hong Shun's right hand, knocking off the other half of the Jade Water Pestle: "Do you submit?"
Hong Shun's eyes were bloodshot with rage.
Unable to dodge, he clenched his fists and retaliated.
However, Shen Yao was too fast; he couldn't dodge her, and his counterattacks couldn't hit her either.
This duel turned into a one-sided beating.
The God-Slaying Blade struck Hong Shun with every blow.
"Are you satisfied?"
Shen Yao asked questions from time to time.
"Are you satisfied?"
Hong Shun was beaten black and blue, and his whole body was in excruciating pain.
"Well done!" shouted the spectator, Xianyu, telling him to fabricate stories about Yaoyao clinging to a powerful figure.
"Bang!" Shen Yao slung the God-Slaying Blade behind her back with her left hand and punched Hong Shun in the mouth with her right fist: "Do you submit?"
Hong Shun covered his mouth and took several steps back, his voice escaping through his fingers: "You're forty-two?"
Shen Yao stopped and withdrew her move: "Yes."
Hong Shun then asked, "You only awakened your spiritual root at seventeen, and then cultivated for twenty-five years?"
With no intention of retaliating, Shen Yao put the God-Slaying Blade back into her storage ring: "That's right."
Hong Shun was convinced; she was a genius even more talented than Shi Bao.
But he was stubborn and couldn't bring himself to admit defeat.
He didn't say it, but his eyes showed his approval.
Shen Yao withdrew her attack, flew into the air, and spread her arms: "Master Hong, I've destroyed your natal spirit weapon, so I'll make sure you get plenty of compensation and medical expenses."
As soon as he finished speaking, a rain of perfect stones began to fall from the sky.
Shen Yao had a great time beating Hong Shun today, and the rain of stones she showered down deliberately avoided hitting him.
Fist-sized stones rained down, covering the square in a single moment.
Hong Shun was dumbfounded.
He retracted his previous prejudice.
No wonder Master Jiang relentlessly pursued her; his tolerance for her was exceptionally high.
She doesn't need to rely on Jiang Ming's coattails; she is the one who benefits.
She's a genius and a money-maker!
The rain of stones from the Ten Perfections Temple continued incessantly, filling the square with the sound of wealth falling from the sky.
The disciples watching were all petrified; this wealth... was truly terrifying.
Shen Yao rained down the Perfect Stones to her heart's content, until the stones were above Hong Shun's thighs.
She stopped the rain and used her spiritual power to draw a circle three zhang around Hong Shun, dividing the Shiquan Stone into two parts.
"Master Hong, all the Perfect Stones in the inner circle are yours, is that enough?"
The stones in the inner circle probably only account for one percent of all the stones in the square.
Shen Yao deliberately made him envious, so he could look but not take.
This old man has made fun of her many times, so she has no intention of being generous to him.
Hong Shun looked around the entire square. There were so many perfect stones; there were enough to set up another branch clan!
He was truly shocked. Shen Yao could easily rain down so many perfect stones!
"Master Hong, what are you looking at?" Shen Yao reminded him, "The inner circle is yours, the outer circle is for Shi Bao's father. You don't want them all, do you?"
Hong Shun came to his senses and looked around at the Shiquan Stone within three zhang (approximately 10 meters). He realized that the compensation for the Bishui Xian Pestle and medical expenses was more than enough.
"Enough is enough!"
Hong Shun was completely convinced.
Shen Yao asked arrogantly, "Are you convinced yet?"
Hong Shun decisively abandoned all pretense of pride: "I admit defeat."
Shen Yao stared at him without speaking, waiting for him to speak on his own.
Hong Shun met her gaze, remembered the demands made before the duel, and finally accepted his defeat.
He bowed respectfully, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Elder sister, I am convinced."