Chapter 49
Jiang Chen had never used a knife. He gained countless wonderful insights when standing in front of the knife trail, but was unable to express them explicitly.
But his right hand, in which he was holding the knife, was clenching tighter and tighter. And his facial expression tensed more and more.
No one knew what he was doing there. He stood there motionless until the dawn.
A whole night had passed. Many people started to notice this strange guy.
Someone tried to approach him to figure out what was going on with him.
Suddenly Jiang Chen burst into laughter and started to brandish the knife in the air.
“Crazy!”
“He is one of the top 500 of the Eternal Flame List.” Someone recognized him.
Since there were too many people on the Eternal Flame List, it was difficult to memorize how great the influence of each ranking was.
So many people tried to memorize it in an easier way.
For example, it was an honorable thing to be listed in the top 800, and people would admire and worship you if you were listed in the top 500.
“He’s Zhang Shichao? It’s said he has killed many people, although he is very young. He is cruel and emotionless. It’s not uncommon for him to kill people in a competition.”
“Exactly. He’s really a bad*ss in the capital.”
Zhang Shichao was standing aside, aloof, turning a deaf ear to what people were saying about him.
Yang Jianwei was in the crowd and feeling unhappy. He felt ashamed that the locals were surpassed by the guy from the capital.
He came forward and shoved the guy behind Zhang Shichao out of the way.
The guy was irritated, but when he saw it was Yang Jianwei, he backed off.
Yang Jianwei pushed his hand onto the rare stone with strength and a strong light beam shot upwards.
But it was moving slower and slower and finally stopped before it reached a hundred zhangs.
“Damn,” Yang Jianwei cursed silently. He sensed Zhang Shichao’s disdainful look and was deeply hurt.
Then a familiar figure showed up before him. It was Jiang Chen!
He recognized him as the one who had offended him on the Martial Saint Mountain the other day.
He had been trying to take revenge on him, but Jiang Chen had been hiding in the Hong Mansion, so he didn’t have any chance to.
“Exceed twenty zhangs. You have to exceed twenty zhangs, so that I can teach you a good lesson at the trial ground,” Yang Jianwei thought.
But to his disappointment, it wasn’t Jiang Chen’s turn yet.
Later, two more people stood out.
One was Su Qian.
Her light beam was eighty zhangs high, more or less the same as Yang Jianwei’s.
“Her potential did get inspired by the Pulse Invigorating Ceremony. But she won’t be able to become a powerful person due to the limitation of her mentality,” Jiang Chen thought to himself.
The other person was in the late stage of the Gathering Yuan State, but was almost the same age as Jiang Chen. People were greatly surprised when he came forward.
“He’s from the Black Dragon City. His name is Ning Ping!”
“He is Ning Haotian’s younger brother. Maybe he will have a stunning performance, too!”
Ning Ping’s light beam shot upwards and exceeded a hundred zhangs rapidly, but it stopped when it was about to exceed Zhang Shichao’s record.
“Hum,” Zhang Shichao expressed his disdain with a sneer.
Ning Ping shrugged his shoulders. It was certainly a pity for him, but he didn’t care too much.
Finally it was Jiang Chen’s turn.
Most people only regarded Jiang Chen as an average guy, so they didn’t take him seriously. They thought he was guy with only ordinary talent, or maybe no talent at all.
Except Wen Xin and Hong Youjun. The two women were both watching Jiang Chen attentively.
Wen Xin was thinking about his instruction on the Martial Saint Mountain.
Hong Youjun said, “Wen Xin, did he instruct your swordsmanship?”
“Oh? Did he tell you that?”
Wen Xin was displeased. She thought Jiang Chen was taking advantage of her to boast himself.
Although that was the truth, she was unwilling to admit it, since his swordsmanship looked very ordinary to her.
If she gave it a second thought, what Jiang Chen had said that day was quite ambiguous. There could have been many interpretations.
“Yes.”
Hong Youjun thought she knew Jiang Chen had mastered the sword point, so she didn’t mention it to her.