I Only Stomp on Weaklings

The Cangyue Sect disciple who just identified himself as Xu Liangchen had said that Elder Yang was ambushed by the Ji Family’s Old Monster Feng, which triggered a chaotic battle.

Now, the person Elder Yang ambushed is most likely that Old Monster Feng from the Ji Family.

As soon as the two started fighting, it was like a signal, and the other few suddenly attacked, showing great coordination as they besieged Ling Qiyang and another person.

Seeing this, Chen Ming felt a bit emotional, and couldn’t help but note that these First Grade fighters were indeed coordinated. The very first thing they did was to join forces to deal with the strongest presence from the Cangyue Sect.

Among the seven First Grades, three were from the Cangyue Sect; if they did not band together, they would meet a tragic end.

On this side, it was four against three.

Among the ten or so onlookers, a chaotic fight also erupted, with seven or eight surrounding three, eager to kill them as quickly as possible.

Chen Ming felt a bit relieved, glad that he hadn’t moved closer. Otherwise, he might have been dragged into the fray.

Only two people did not make a move: the Golden Robe Admiral and Princess Mingyu.

"Someone is spying over there, go and kill them."

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and then someone dashed towards Chen Ming’s direction with murderous intent.

Damn!

Chen Ming cursed quietly, it just had to be now.

Yu Haitang was in the process of reaching Third Grade and couldn’t be disturbed, otherwise, she could end up like Su Zhining earlier, a slight misstep would lead to instant death.

He couldn’t help but reflect, remembering how she had risked her life to fight Gao Chen to protect him not long ago, and he sighed in his heart.

Boom!

He saw the Gang Yuan Shield on his body turn back to red, his entire Gang Yuan had been converted to the Xuanhuo Attribute.

The one coming was a Second Grade powerhouse.

In such an environment, he could only switch to the Profound Fire True Skill to stand a chance against the opponent.

Chen Ming took a deep breath, and instantly, the free-floating Fire Elemental Power in the air surged into his body, transforming into pure Gang Yuan, making the Protective Essence on his body even more solid.

Luckily, those seven First Grades earlier emptied all the "Star Fire," otherwise, a single breath could’ve burned through his Sea of Qi.

With the Mingfeng Sword in hand, he whispered, "Mingfeng Sword, this time I’ll rely on you!"

The Mingfeng Sword, having absorbed a substantial amount of "Star Fire," had flames burning on its blade. Upon hearing his words, it vibrated with a "buzz" and then suddenly blazed fiercely, the flames becoming extremely intense.

"Die!"

Chen Ming actively advanced towards the Second Grade opponent, and while in mid-air, he slashed out with his sword, sending out a wildly fierce Sword Gang.

"Third Grade?"

The Second Grade fighter clearly recognized Chen Ming, and upon witnessing this, was greatly surprised. This wasn’t just any Third Grade; wielding an Unparalleled Divine Weapon, the strength was such that he couldn’t afford to underestimate it.

As he was about to dodge, he found himself locked in place.

"Sword Intent?"

This was quite the shock for him.

The biggest distinction between a Second Grade Martial Artist and a Third Grade is the mastery of Sword Intent.

Once Sword Intent is mastered, one can wield a variety of mysterious techniques, the simplest of which is Mind Locking.

Once locked by intent, every movement gets captured.

No matter how fast one moves, can they possibly be faster than intent?

When he attempted to dodge, the opponent instantly adjusted, leaving no escape.

Thus, an ordinary Third Grade is transparent as glass before a Second Grade. They are utterly outmatched.

Should a Third Grade master Sword Intent, they become nearly invincible among their rank. Such individuals, while not as rare as phoenix feathers, are exceptionally scarce.

In the mind of this Second Grade fighter, a monumental question surfaced—how did this young man, who only ascended the Cyan Cloud Ranking two months ago, not only leap to Third Grade but also master Sword Intent?

Despite the shock, his response was swift as he rapidly retreated.

In such an environment, it’s challenging to replenish Gang Yuan once it’s depleted. Saving a bit means having a bit more power to handle the upcoming situation.

His speed was so swift that it seemed to defy the laws of physics, transitioning from moving forward to retreating fluidly, without any delay.

He was fast, but Chen Ming was faster.

Upon reaching the fourth level of "Phoenix Dance of Nine Heavens," his speed surpassed the vast majority of Third Grades.

In the blink of an eye, instead of widening the distance, the Second Grade was caught up to.

Damn!

Qin Chang’an knew he had no choice but to face it head-on.

A fiercely domineering Sword Intent erupted as he unveiled his black saber, scattering the Sword Gang with a bright slash.

The residual force of the black Sword Gang continued towards Chen Ming.

Clang!

Chen Ming raised his sword to deflect, only to feel an overwhelming force crash into him, sending him flying. After soaring over ten meters, he managed to dissipate the force.

He praised, "What a saber technique!"

"In just a couple of months, you’ve leaped from Fifth Grade to Third. You must have some great secrets on you!"

Qin Chang’an fixed his eyes intently on Chen Ming, licking his dry lips, his tone tinged with excitement.

This look felt oddly familiar to him, "Are you from the Qin Family?"

Qin Chang’an proudly said, "Qin Chang’an!"

Chen Ming was surprised and said, "So it’s the top of the Cyan Cloud Ranking from two rounds ago. Nice to meet you."

"Are you trying to buy time until the young girl from the Yu Family advances to Third Grade?"

Qin Chang’an saw through his intent at a glance, but he wasn’t in a hurry to make a move, as he was also delaying time.

This Chen Ming, although wielding an Unparalleled Divine Weapon and mastering Sword Intent, was ultimately just Third Grade, posing little threat to him.

During his previous exchange with Chen Ming, his mind was also focused on the battle unfolding on the other side.

That battle was truly brutal; people had already died.

The Old Ghost Yang from the Cangyue Sect had been plotted against by Ji Family’s Elder Feng earlier, suffering serious injuries, and ultimately fell under the siege of two First Grades.

Of course, those two didn’t fare well either, heavily injured by Old Ghost Yang’s final strike before his death.

As for Second Grade, two had already died, and the others were all injured.

Qin Chang’an watched with his heart pounding; Jiangzhou had been quite peaceful in recent years, with not even First Grades rarely experiencing fatalities, let alone Third Grades.

Today, here, one First Grade died, and two Second Grades —

Another one died, making it three now.

He felt fortunate for having an excuse to leave that cruel battlefield. He calculated his possibilities and wasn’t in a rush to kill this kid, aiming to stall as much time as possible. Ideally, he’d wait until the battle over there ended...

Chen Ming, after Qin Chang’an revealed his intentions, still saw he had no intention to strike, and roughly guessed his thoughts, commented with some reflection, "After today, Jiangzhou probably won’t be peaceful."

This battle will profoundly affect the entire landscape of Jiangzhou, with the major powers now having blood feuds, making the previous coexistence impossible.

Especially between the Cangyue Sect and the Ji Family, they’ll probably fight to the death.

The ultimate winner can only be Six Gates.

Qin Chang’an sneered, "You should worry about yourself. Daring to wade into this muddy water, you truly don’t know the meaning of death."

"Why do you have such strong enmity towards me?"

"Qin Changyuan may be a fool, but he is of my Qin Family. Disgracing him is the same as disgracing my Qin Family. If I met you outside, I couldn’t be bothered. Today, you are seeking your own death."

A loud roar.

The battle over there had reached its climax. Ling Qiyang and his companion were about to be slain amidst the siege by the three.

At that moment, one of the attackers on Ling Qiyang withdrew.

Ling Qiyang seized the opportunity, unleashing a powerful killing move, the terrifying force sweeping across. The dazzling light blinded everyone.

When everything calmed down, it was seen that one of them had died while the other was injured.

Ling Qiyang wasn’t in good shape either, his aura weakened to the extreme. His companion also suffered severe injuries, having an arm cut off.

Of the seven First Grades, two had died, four were injured, leaving only the one who withdrew with the lightest injuries.

"Ji Hongxin, you despicable scoundrel!"

The one heavily injured by Ling Qiyang yelled in anger, eager to rush forward to chop the one who withdrew at the crucial time.

"Hahaha—"

Ji Hongxin laughed wildly, "A bunch of fools, the treasure isn’t secured yet you turn against each other. Truly heaven helps me."

"Ji Hongxin, even with such a base method, so what if you seize the key? Once out of here, can you keep it?"

"Why are you so unwise? With your strength alone, can you slay the Fire Flood Dragon?"

"Brother Ji, you’re confused!"

"..."

...

Chen Ming noticed Qin Chang’an’s expression turned ugly, and with a thought, said, "The one severely injured, is that from your Qin Family? I heard the Ji Family has always been dependent on your Qin Family, didn’t expect them to backstab you now."

Qin Chang’an shot him a cold glance but held back from making a move.

This time, the Qin Family sent two First Grades, both were heavily injured. The situation was unclear now, so they couldn’t act rashly, consuming Gang Yuan.

Chen Ming sensed a familiar aura erupting behind him, feeling relieved, knowing Yu Haitang had successfully advanced to Third Grade.

Her primary cultivation was "Profound Wood True Skill," also practiced "Profound Fire True Skill." Even with a recent breakthrough, she was a significant asset. Whether fighting or fleeing, there was greater assurance.

"You really were hiding here."

Suddenly, a mocking voice came from behind.

Chen Ming turned his head, spotting in the distance a First Grade from the Blood Demon Sect, his heart tensed. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

From afar, Ji Hongxin’s voice echoed, "Lord, your subordinate is late, please forgive me."

Lord?

Chen Ming heard this term, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

He seemed to smell the stench of conspiracy.

Even the First Grade from the Blood Demon Sect was intrigued by Ji Hongxin’s words, lifting his head to see Ji Hongxin kneeling, and upon seeing who he was kneeling to, his gaze became incredibly strange.

Just then, Yu Haitang, who had successfully broken through to Third Grade, stepped forward, coming to Chen Ming’s side, her delicate hand held his.

Her soft voice reached his ear, "With me here, don’t be afraid."

Chen Ming glanced at her, nodded, then looked hundred meters away at Ji Hongxin, seeing him kneeling before the Fire Flood Dragon.

What’s happening?