Repugnant Gateway - Chapter 121

Liu Hou stared blankly at An Zhe, who was sent flying by his attack, for a moment, before laughing out loud, ""Rumors have it that you are extremely powerful in the outside world, and there are even some people who say that you are a once in a hundred years genius, comparable to Su Feihun of the Great Cauldron Academy, Feng Xiuzhu of the Supreme Dojo, and Nie Qing of the Martial Arts Academy.

So these rumors were really just rumors.

""With your strength, you don't even have the qualifications to compare to those three people.""

An Zhe walked forward while shaking his hand that was sore from the shock. A smile that Liu Hou could not understand hung on the corner of his mouth.

""Don't be rash, An Zhe. You are no match for him.""

Xu Chao yelled out from behind, then hurriedly sent people to report to the military.

With a raise of his hand, the flying sword circled around in the air before flying back to his palm.

Although it was a flying sword, it was actually a dagger that radiated radiance.

All cultivators knew that the biggest difference between the Xumi realm and the Ascending Realm was that Qi was used to control objects. Ascending realm cultivators had no way to convert the power of their cultivation to external Qi.

Using Qi to control objects was simply to condense the power of one's cultivation into a straight line, precisely controlling the object being controlled.

Thus, as long as one didn't act, it was very hard for ordinary people to tell what level of cultivation a cultivator was at.

In fact, there was a simple way to distinguish the difference between the two realms. Although it wasn't very accurate, one could guess that it was seventy to eighty percent accurate.

This was to use one's Qi to control the size of items. The greater the amount of things one could control, the stronger one's strength would be.

People like Liu Hou who controlled short and small flying swords were usually cultivators at the lower level of the Sumeru Realm.

Of course, there were people who liked the little one, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Most of the cultivators in the Godly Mt. Xumi would be able to control a real longsword. Many people who liked to be handsome would be able to ride the longsword and fly in the sky. In reality, they were just being handsome.

Even if one stepped on a leaf, they would still be able to fly.

Of course, he could fly as well, but whether it was flying on the sword or flying on his own, he could not fly freely like a bird, only within a short distance.

After reaching the next few levels of the Sumeru Realm, no one could say anything even if they stepped on a door and flew away.

While An Zeng walked forward with a wave of his hand, Liu Hou gradually looked at him with disdain in his eyes.

""Kid, seeing that your reputation isn't easy to achieve, I presume you spent quite a bit of money to hype things up in order to let others know of you.""

""Since you already have a good future and are different from us, why do you have to court death?""

Liu Zhi played with the flying sword in his hand and said: ""When I was in Plains City, even if I wasn't invincible, no one could casually beat me.""

Plains City isn't big, so I am the overlord.

There are many young men like you in Plains City who think that their cultivation level isn't low enough to challenge me. Every year, I have to kill a few of them before throwing them into the river to feed the fishes. ""

As An Zeng walked, he said, ""I'll kill you and not feed the fish. I'll kill you and cut your head off as a sacrifice.""

Liu Hou was furious: ""I gave you face. Dead!""

He raised his hand and the flying sword slashed out a ray of light, piercing towards An Zeng's throat.

The reason why Xumi realm cultivators were so powerful and couldn't be challenged by anyone in the Ascending Realm was not only because they could control weapons like flying swords, but also because of the qualitative change in their cultivation and the increase in their quantity.

If we use common objects as an example, then the cultivation base of a ascendant is silver while the cultivation base of a Xumi realm cultivator is gold.

The flying sword instantly arrived. With a wave of An Zaihai's hand, an invisible ball of air exploded in front of him.

The ball of air exploded on the side of the flying sword, affecting the flying sword's speed and direction. The flying sword flew backwards, brushing past An Zeng's face.

An Zhe stomped his foot on the ground and dashed towards Liu Kuang.

However, before he could get in front of Liu Hou, the flying sword shot over from behind, piercing towards the back of his head.

As he rushed forward, he leaned forward and grabbed a long knife from the ground.

It was the weapon of a big man whom he had just killed. After holding the blade in his hand, he twisted his body forcefully, supporting himself with one foot. He was about to pick up the blade when he twisted his body 180 degrees and turned his face upwards.

With a flick of his wrist, the longblade hacked down on the flying sword. With a crisp dang sound, An Zeng's arm involuntarily swung backward. The longsword shattered with the sound and the flying sword deviated once again.

When An Zizheng twisted his body, he threw the broken sabre away and grabbed a long spear from the ground.

When he charged forward, he was roughly thirty meters away from Liu Hou. After swinging his flying sword twice, the distance between the two of them had shortened to fifteen meters.

Seeing that he was unable to kill An Zaiyue twice, Liu Kuang was incensed. ""Let's see how many times you can dodge this!""

He pointed forward and the flying sword began to spin in the air before stabbing towards An Zeng's chest.

An Xuan grasped the long spear with both hands, and the tip of the spear transformed into a silver light in the air, accurately stabbing the flying sword like a poisonous snake.

The long spear was broken and the flying sword was pushed aside, flying towards a tree not far away.

An Zhan's arms went numb, and his spear was already twisted from the shock. He threw it away, and with a stomp, a longsword flew up and was grabbed by him.

Liu Hou flew into a rage and summoned his flying sword. However, the flying sword stabbed too deep into the tree and was unable to fly back in time with its first strike.

By the time he summoned the flying sword from the tree, the distance between them was less than two meters.

The sword was like a puddle of autumn water, slanting towards Liu's throat.

Liu Hou's body retreated, and in the blink of an eye, the flying sword flew back, thrusting towards An Zeng's back.

Without turning his head, An Zeng used his sword to block behind his back.

The flying sword struck the sword's body, breaking it with a pah.

With the help of the power of the flying sword, An Zui charged forward with large strides.

Amidst Liu Hou's astonished eyes, a fist smashed towards Liu Hou's lower jaw.

Liu Hou flashed back again, his fist missing Liu Hou's lower jaw.

Liu Hou sneered: ""So what if you can get close to me? The difference in our strengths is … Ah!""

He suddenly cried out in pain and an invisible power exploded next to his face. The power of the Qi ball shook his head until it was blurry. The flesh on his face was ripped apart and his bloody appearance was extremely horrifying.

""You actually... hurt me?""

Liu Kuang straightened himself and touched his face. Seeing so much blood on his hands, Liu Kuang's anger reached its peak. ""I will tear you into a thousand pieces!""

An Zhan sneered, ""This is also what I want to do. If I rely on magic tools to defeat you, I won't win against you!""

He rushed forward and threw out another punch.

Liu Hou waved his left hand to control the flying sword, and with his right fist, he threw out another punch.

Bang!

The two fists clearly didn't collide, but there was a huge explosion between their fists.

It was as if a visible ripple spread out in all directions. Several green bamboos that were not far away from the two of them were cut off with a 'pa' sound. The broken areas were smooth and neat, as if a sharp blade had cut through them.

An Zizheng's arm involuntarily jerked backward. His cultivation was far inferior to Liu Hou's, and this caused him to be shaken until he was in pain.

Before he could adjust his body, Liu Hou's flying sword arrived once again.

It was at this moment that the surrounding crowd seemed to hear a heavy sound of something rubbing against the ground.

It was as if a huge iron chest was being dragged, or as if a heavy door was being pushed open with all of its might.

Yes, a door.

The door opened a little, just a little.

Only An Zaiyue himself knew that he had only pushed open the door a little bit, not even a finger thick.

""Scram!""

An Zhan suddenly raised his hand. No one expected such a thing to happen at this moment!

He raised his hand and forcibly grabbed the flying sword.

He held onto the flying sword's hilt. Then, a surge of power burned like fire in his palm. The flying sword quickly turned red from the pressure.

An Zeng clenched his fist and turned the flying sword into a lump of metal before throwing it on the ground.

He raised his head and looked at Liu Zhi, who was scared silly not too far away. ""I should thank you for letting me know when I can kill a Xumi realm cultivator.""

He stomped his foot on the ground and his body exploded outwards.

Liu Hou hurriedly punched out a fist towards An Zeng's face. An Zeng's hand perfectly reached out to grab his wrist, and then with a twist … .kacha, Liu Hou's arm was directly torn off. A wave of blood spewed out from the broken shoulder wound.

The power contained in Liu Kuang's fist was pushed away by An Zhe, and a large part of the bamboo forest was flipped over by this violent power.

As he walked forward, he said, ""Only a fool would fully display their full strength. Do you still think that I can't be compared with those three people?""

Liu Hou could not help but retreat. Gritting his teeth, he said: ""I've thought about it long ago. I've killed countless people, so I won't die a peaceful death in the end.""

Sooner or later, he would be killed by someone else, but he didn't expect to be killed by a brat like you.

""Since you won against me, I have nothing to say.""

He lowered his head and picked up a broken blade from the ground, ""A man is a man who stands upright. A loss is a loss. I will give my life to you now!""

He stabbed the saber in his hand into his chest. ""I will still be a hero 18 years from now!""

The burly figure fell backwards, blood splattering all over the floor.

The remaining fighters looked at each other, then turned and ran.

An Zeng snorted coldly, ""No one should even think of leaving.""

His speed was extremely fast. He first caught up to the last person, and that person was only able to run three steps before his head was decapitated by An Zeng's saber from behind.

The second person ran out seven steps, and was cut in half by An Zhe.

The third man ran to the edge of the bamboo, and Andersen grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back. Then the knife went through his heart, the point of the knife coming out of his back.

The last man ran to the door, just in time to catch up with General Wang Kai-tai, who was about to enter.

This place was not far from the soldier division. Wang KaiTai could feel the fluctuations of his cultivation base as he rushed over. On his way, he ran into the person who reported the news to him.

As soon as Wang KaiTai entered the room, he saw a person rushing towards him. Before he could clearly see who that person was, An Zaiyue chased after him from behind and chopped that person's head in half.

The blade was stuck in the man's skull, and the sound of the blade grinding against the skull was very clear in the night.

An Zhe took out his long blade and kicked the corpse over.

Wang KaiTai was stunned. ""What's going on?""

""I'll explain to you later. I still have one more person to kill.""

He turned around and walked towards Gao Xiang.

Gao Xiang was so scared that his face lost all color. ""Master An … Master An, this is really a misunderstanding. The people who made a move are already dead. Do you think you're the only one who's going there?""

""Fuck you.""

An Zhe rushed over and chopped down with his blade.

With a dang sound, a stone knocked down the long blade in An Zeng's hand.

Wang KaiTai strode over. ""What are you doing!""

""No one can stop me!""

In a split-second, Wang KaiTai was shocked by the vicious look in An Zhe's eyes.

""What did you say? Why did you come here to kill people?""

""I'm here. I can't let you have the mood.""

Wang KaiTai waved his hand, not knowing where the iron-pear tree on the cliff came from. He held an arrow in his hand and said, ""What's the matter? Tell me first.""

An Zeng turned around and grabbed onto Gao Xiang's hair, his other hand grabbing onto Gao Xiang's neck. ""General Wang, you just need to release the arrows. I will definitely kill him!""

With a kacha sound, Gao Xiang's neck was broken. He stepped on Gao Xiang's shoulder with one foot and then used both hands to pull it up … with a pu, Gao Xiang's head was forcibly pulled out.

Wang Kaitai's hand moved, but he did not shoot the arrow.

With an expressionless face, An Zhan walked over and chopped off the heads of all the people who attacked Jin San.

In the middle of the night, the exhausted youth held onto seven to eight heads in his hands as he strode forward and disappeared into the night.