Urban Martial Saint

In fact, when those countless grass and trees transformed into short swords and impacted the Immortal Lord’s protective Gang Qi, everyone was already stunned. Although they were far away, everyone could feel the power of those grass and trees transformed into short swords. They knew well, if they were in the midst, let alone so many grass and trees, even a single one could be enough to kill them. So many grass and trees transformed into short swords falling together could probably kill all the peak masters present. This shows the power of Fu Qingping’s move.

However, the short swords transformed from grass and trees were all blocked by the Immortal Lord’s protective Gang Qi, and everyone saw the Immortal Lord’s might. You must know, so many grass and trees transformed into short swords falling together, that huge impact force is very terrifying. The Immortal Lord managed to block these grass and trees transformed short swords with his protective Gang Qi, indicating that his strength is significantly greater than Fu Qingping’s.

But in truth, just when everyone thought the Immortal Lord had resisted all of Fu Qingping’s attacks, a dry branch suddenly appeared. The sudden appearance of the dry branch made everyone involuntarily exclaim. Who could have thought that Fu Qingping still had such a trick up his sleeve? And, the most crucial part is, the power displayed by the dry branch is far stronger than the power displayed by the previous grass and trees. The branch swooped down, directly tearing through the clothes the Immortal Lord had propped up with protective Gang Qi, making the originally bulging clothes deflate like a punctured balloon.

Struck by this, the Immortal Lord also had his energy and blood surging, a sweetness in his throat, nearly spitting a mouthful of fresh blood. It was due to his strength that he knew if this mouthful of blood was spat out, it truly indicated he got injured. And this, also validated Fu Qingping’s words, he would be hurt within ten moves. Therefore, he forcibly blocked this mouthful of blood in his mouth, attempting to swallow it back down. However, in doing so, it resulted in a worse ending, as soon another mouthful of blood surged up. He couldn’t stop it this time, and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out simultaneously.

Earlier, everyone was already shocked by Fu Qingping’s strength when they saw the last falling dry branch. Now, the Immortal Lord actually spat blood, and everyone simultaneously exclaimed.

The Immortal Lord spitting blood signifies that he has been injured. Fu Qingping said he would injure him within ten moves, and sure enough, he did!

In this instant, all the people present were somewhat unable to react. You must know, before this, people speculated that Fu Qingping could withstand under the Immortal Lord’s hands for a while, which was already considered quite good. To save his life against the Immortal Lord, that would suffice. But now, the situation exceeded everyone’s expectations. Not only did Fu Qingping injure the Immortal Lord, but he did so within ten moves. How could this be possible? Fu Qingping hasn’t even broken through the acme barrier, yet how did he overcome the realm disparity and injure a beyond peerless master?

Everyone present was stunned, but Ye Qing down the mountain was extremely excited. He was originally very worried about this battle, fearing Fu Qingping might encounter some accident. However, Fu Qingping’s displayed strength far exceeded his expectations. Not only could he injure the Immortal Lord, but he did so within ten moves. Well then, this battle basically has no suspense anymore. The Immortal Lord is bound to lose without a doubt!

As the mouthful of blood spurted out, the Immortal Lord was stunned. He wasn’t astonished at Fu Qingping’s strength, but rather shocked at being injured, because it’s something he never considered possible before. In his view, Fu Qingping hadn’t broken through the acme barrier; though his techniques were quite marvelous, they were not threatening. Moreover, Fu Qingping’s Qingping Sword had already been seized by the Wanyan Family, and Fu Qingping’s techniques would be unable to be performed. Why should he fear him?

But the facts completely exceeded his expectations. Fu Qingping actually injured him within ten moves!

Ten moves!

This indeed was the number he mentioned before, claiming he would kill Fu Qingping within ten moves. However, not only did he fail to harm Fu Qingping in the slightest, but was instead injured by Fu Qingping. This outcome was not just unexpected for him, but also lost him all face before the world!

A beyond peerless master, injured within ten moves by a peak master. Saying this result out loud, what prestige would he have left as a beyond peerless master henceforth?

Fu Qingping responded in a calm manner, as if everything was according to his plans. He looked at the Immortal Lord serenely and said, ”The Tenth Move, just on time!”

Upon hearing Fu Qingping’s words, the Immortal Lord’s expression grew darker. The crowd down the mountain had already started cheering, everyone shouting Fu Qingping’s name, these people were all impressed by Fu Qingping. Although many among them were of the same era as Fu Qingping, at this moment, all of them regarded Fu Qingping as an idol. In their hearts, Fu Qingping had become completely mythologized, they were no longer on the same level as Fu Qingping!

Listening to the crowd’s cheers, Ye Qing was also exceedingly excited. In this battle, Fu Qingping would not only defeat the Immortal Lord, but also gain fame throughout the land, enough to intimidate the Wanyan Family!

And at the same time, on a distant mid-mountain area of Mount Tai, a few people were observing the situation on the mountain. If Ye Qing were to see them, he would certainly recognize that among them was a person who had previously followed the Young Master of the Sword Saint Sect as a servant. Now, this servant was standing respectfully beside a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked to be no more than forty or fifty years old, appeared elegant, standing at the mountain peak with hands behind his back, exuding a sense of grace. Standing behind him were four individuals, the servant being one of them.

Undoubtedly, these people belonged to the Sword Saint Sect. And judging by the servant’s respectful attitude toward the middle-aged man, this middle-aged man must hold a high position in the Sword Saint Sect.

The servant pointed at Fu Qingping on the summit, whispering, ”Third Master, that person is the Green Reed Swordsman, Fu Qingping!”

The middle-aged man also gazed at Fu Qingping, evidently showing interest in him, with his eyes gleaming intermittently, though nobody could tell what he was thinking. He didn’t respond to the servant’s words, as if he hadn’t heard them at all.

Seeing the middle-aged man not answering, the servant continued in a low voice, ”That Immortal Lord is a member of the Wanyan Family. Based on our speculation, the incident with the Young Master being killed last time should have an inseparable connection to this Immortal Lord.”

The middle-aged man still didn’t respond, and the servant seemed accustomed to such a situation. He continued in a low voice, ”However, looking at the current situation, this Immortal Lord, I suspect, is no match for Fu Qingping. If the fight continues, I’m afraid the Immortal Lord will meet his end at Fu Qingping’s hands. Third Master, do you think we should stop this battle? If this Immortal Lord dies at Fu Qingping’s hands, I fear we won’t be able to avenge the Young Master ourselves!”

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man finally turned to glance at the servant. The servant was momentarily stunned, unsure of what the middle-aged man meant, and turned to look at another man on the side.

This man immediately stepped forward, saying, ”The Third Master means the fight isn’t over yet; the outcome is still unknown.”

”Ah?” The servant paused for a moment, looking at the summit in the distance, remarking, ”The battle’s outcome is already clear, isn’t it? The Immortal Lord has barely managed to endure ten moves against Fu Qingping. If the fight continues, the Immortal Lord certainly isn’t going to defeat Fu Qingping!”

The middle-aged man, Third Master, shook his head, exchanging a glance with the man beside him, who then promptly said, ”That’s not right; the Immortal Lord hasn’t exerted his full strength yet. The gap between a beyond peerless master and a peak master isn’t easy to bridge. If the Immortal Lord disregards everything and fully unleashes his power, hmph, whether Fu Qingping can preserve his life is unknown!”

”This…how is that possible?” The servant, perplexed, remarked, ”Why wouldn’t the Immortal Lord unleash his full strength? If he possessed such power, had he exerted it earlier, Fu Qingping might have been killed by him already. He’s exhausting himself, losing face; it seems improbable, doesn’t it?”

Third Master glanced at the other man again, who stated, ”It’s not that he doesn’t want to exert full strength; it’s that he cannot.”

”Cannot? Why?” The servant inquired, full of curiosity.

This time, without needing Third Master’s glance, the man straightforwardly said, ”Once you reach the beyond peerless realm, you’ll understand.”

The servant scratched his head, still unable to fathom the reason why one must reach the beyond peerless realm to understand. However, he knew well that since it’s Third Master’s words, it couldn’t be false. After all, this Third Master holds the most authoritative voice within the Sword Saint Sect, even surpassing the Sect Leader in stature.

”So, does this mean there is still a chance for the Immortal Lord to win?” The servant looked at the summit afar, whispering, ”Is Fu Qingping doomed then?”

On the side of Mount Tai, none were aware there were observers from afar on the other mountain, nor did anyone know the Sword Saint Sect people had come. Now, everyone was holding their breath, fixating on the two individuals atop the summit. Fu Qingping had displayed his prowess shockingly to everyone that all present were speculating on just how badly the Immortal Lord would be defeated.

Upon hearing everyone’s whispering discussions, a cold smile flitted across the Immortal Lord’s lips. He slowly raised his hand, wiping away the blood from his lips, gazing at Fu Qingping, and coldly spoke, ”Ah, the Green Reed Swordsman, you indeed have lived up to my expectations. What was that move called just now?”

Hearing this, everyone widened their eyes staring at Fu Qingping, awaiting his response. Everyone, just like the Immortal Lord, wanted to know what Fu Qingping’s move was called.

Fu Qingping said, ”Myriad Swords Return to Origin!”