Chapter 38: Can I Hurt People?

"The Senior Brother is indeed the Senior Brother." Ling He sighed, feeling immense respect.

"What's Senior Brother Zhu's cultivation level now?" Jiang Wang asked.

"I haven't seen him in a while." Zhang Linchuan sighed inexplicably. "He should have opened the Gate of Heaven and Earth..."

"That's not much different from you, Senior Brother! Still neck and neck! I'm still rooting for you, Senior Brother Zhang, to be the best in the City Dao Academy!" Huang Azhan was relentlessly flattering him.

Everyone knew that Zhang Linchuan had been close to opening the Gate of Heaven and Earth for a long time, just one step away from the sixth-grade Tenglong realm. So it wasn't entirely wrong to say they weren't that different, but...

Zhang Linchuan gave Huang Azhan a very strange look, and then took two steps away from him.

Although Zhu Weiwo had only just entered the sixth grade, he was chasing the Heart-Swallowing Demon all over the world! Could he be an ordinary sixth-grade cultivator?

Zhao Rucheng and Jiang Wang exchanged a look and tacitly moved to another spot.

"Hey, hey, what do you guys mean?" Huang Azhan protested.

Zhao Rucheng sighed, "I finally understand why Du Laohu is getting dumber and dumber."

Jiang Wang also looked up at the sky, "Maybe stupidity is contagious..."

At this moment, Dong A had reached the last spot for the first-year students: "According to custom, each Dao Academy should have one spot in the first-year debate, given to the newest Dao Academy disciples, to show that there are always talented people emerging..."

Under the stage, Fang Heling suddenly clenched his fists!

Among the Dao Academy disciples of his cohort, only he and Jiang Wang had opened their meridians first. Now, several months later, other students had also completed the opening of their meridians, but only Fang Heling had completed the Foundation Establishment stage.

He was leading the pack!

If he was to represent the level of the new students of the Fenglin City Dao Academy, who else could it be but him?

This was an honor! Enough to wash away the doubts about his father buying him a Meridian Opening Pill against the opinions of others.

He, Fang Heling, must...

"Jiang Wang." Dong A said.

There was a commotion under the stage. As the first outer disciple to enter the inner sect and having won cleanly in the life-and-death battle in front of everyone, Jiang Wang's name was not unfamiliar to the entire City Dao Academy. The fact that he had lingered for a long time before Foundation Establishment had also been widely spread with the help of certain people.

The talk of talent fading and lack of potential was all about this one thing.

And in the eyes of the Dean of the academy, Dong A, he actually represented the strongest level of the new students?

"Dean!" Fang Heling stood up angrily, facing Dong A's cold and stern gaze. He felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, extremely apprehensive, but soon straightened his neck, "I...I'm not convinced!"

"Ha." Wei Quji smiled, he was very happy to see Dong A being questioned, although he believed that Dong A's vision was unlikely to be wrong.

"It's very simple." Wei Quji said: "Come up on stage, fight a match, whoever wins goes."

Only after the words came out did he realize how foolish he was. In any case, he could not and should not question Dong A on this occasion, question a big figure who could easily decide his future.

Fang Heling felt his heels trembling, but he still braced himself and looked at Dong A. He was already on the tiger's back.

Fortunately, Dong A didn't seem to want to make things difficult for him, nor did he want to offend Wei Quji.

"Okay." He said.

Fang Heling breathed a sigh of relief. He tried to straighten his back as much as possible, walking towards the high platform in the eyes of the crowd.

He would use his proficient Daoist techniques to defeat his opponent in a crushing manner. He wanted to prove that he was not doing it for himself, but for the reputation of the entire Fenglin City Dao Academy. How could they send someone who had not completed Foundation Establishment to the Three Cities Tournament?

He felt the eyes of the crowd on him, filled with surprise, envy, jealousy, and solemnity.

Walking on the path cleared by the crowd, he suddenly thought, was this how his cousin Fang Pengju felt when he was in the limelight back then?

But Fang Pengju had died before entering the inner sect, and he was already a proper inner sect disciple!

Then he heard Jiang Wang's voice.

Throughout the entire process, Jiang Wang was very calm, so calm that it seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Only after Dong A agreed to decide the spot through combat did he raise his eyes and ask lightly, "Can I hurt people?"

Can I hurt people? He was asking if the rules allowed it, not whether he was capable of it.

Fang Heling's lungs were about to explode!

Dong A was expressionless, only saying, "No maiming, no killing."

Which meant that anything else was allowed.

Wei Quji, Dong A, and several Fenglin City officials and Dao Academy instructors behind them, all stepped back a few steps and stood on the edge of the high platform, giving way to the fight.

Jiang Wang nodded, holding his sword sheath with one hand, and calmly walked towards the high platform.

Fang Heling, already standing on the high platform, fixed his gaze on him like nails.

"Don't worry, we're fellow disciples, I won't cripple you." Fang Heling said through gritted teeth.

People were looking forward to hearing what harsh words Jiang Wang would reply with, but Jiang Wang was silent.

The two stood on the high platform, facing each other.

This scene reminded many people of the life-and-death battle a few months ago, one of whom was still Jiang Wang, and the other's surname was still Fang.

Wei Quji was originally full of interest, but after noticing Fang Heling's excitement and eagerness, and then looking at Jiang Wang's calmness from beginning to end, he suddenly became disinterested.

One was obviously a tender chick who had never experienced life-and-death combat, while the other was a cultivator who had experienced countless battles. Even if there was a slight difference in cultivation level, where was the suspense?

"Start." He waved his hand listlessly.

Clang~!

It was the cry of a long sword being drawn!

Before the battle began, Fang Heling had imagined many ways to fight, and considered which Daoist technique would be most advantageous to start with. He was not stupid, he knew that his greatest advantage over Jiang Wang was in Daoist techniques. He could use Daoist techniques, while Jiang Wang could not, and that was his chance to win.

However, the sword was too fast.

The Daoist technique Fang Heling finally chose was the Flame Blade. Among the basic Five Elements Daoist techniques, this technique was the most violent, and he had mastered it the most skillfully.

In order to maintain his leading position and to wash away the doubts of his family, he had never slacked off, and he had been working hard.

Now, he could even complete the hand seals in just three breaths!

But, the sword was too fast.

Was it two breaths, or one breath? In short, his hand seals had only just begun, and the sword was already across his neck. The sharpness of the blade was faintly pricking the skin and blood vessels of his neck.

It's over?

What kind of swordsmanship was this!

Jiang Wang turned the blade sideways and gently patted Fang Heling's cheek with the sword body to bring him back to his senses from his daze.

"You lost." Jiang Wang said.

Fang Heling felt lost and helpless. How could it be, how could it be? He hadn't even had time to use a single Daoist technique!

If, if, if he waited a little longer, until he completed the Minor Circulatory Cycle and imprinted the Flame Blade Daoist technique in the Hall of Heaven, he could complete instant casting. He would never have been unable to attack!

If...

He suddenly raised his head, gritting his teeth and saying, "You must have used Dao Essence to activate your swordsmanship. You haven't even completed Foundation Establishment, so using Dao Essence is like losing a drop with every use. You're actually willing to delay your Foundation Establishment time for such a competition. You're really willing to sacrifice!"

Jiang Wang sheathed his sword and turned to leave the high platform. Just like every time he encountered Fang Heling's provocation before, he was too lazy to respond and disdained it.

An ant blocks the middle of the road and provokes, but humans cannot hear its voice at all.

"You'll never be able to complete Foundation Establishment in your life!" Fang Heling shouted at his back.

"Get down! You disgrace!" Dong A waved his sleeve, and Fang Heling really rolled off the high platform.

He got up and looked around, seeing only sympathetic or contemptuous eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly roared and staggered away from here.