20: Sword Nine Dog Young Master's Gou Rang: Let Father Teach You How to Be a Man

"What?"

Xu Tian was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

So Hongxiu died for nothing?

From childhood to adulthood, he had never felt so aggrieved.

What kind of damn rule is this?

Also, this Dog Young Master was just a sword-nurturing tool prepared by Wu Feiyan for himself, yet he dared to defy his master?

What was Wu Feiyan good for?

And Senior Sister Qing Luan, she also… "Idiot! Do you really think everyone is your dad, and the whole world revolves around you?"

Cao Meng snorted disdainfully, and the shen ya sword returned to its sheath.

"You~" Xu Tian was extremely ashamed and angry, his eyes suddenly turned fiery red, like two small suns, and a fierce Sword Intent burst forth.

He actually managed to pull the sharp sword from Senior Sister Qing Luan's fingers.

Just then, the Old Sword Demon beside him suddenly moved his lips.

"Kid, don't be reckless, this is White Deer Academy. If you want revenge, you can challenge him to a duel!"

Instantly, Xu Tian's fiery red eyes cleared.

"Dog villain, do you dare to get on the arena?"

"Oh, idiot, you're actually bright for once." Cao Meng chuckled.

The Academy did not allow Disciples to fight privately, but if there was an irreconcilable grudge, they could go to the arena for a battle.

As long as both parties to the challenge were willing, the Academy would naturally not interfere.

"Alright, then let's go to the arena!"

Outside Wolong Pavilion, on the arena shrouded by multiple Restrictions.

The two combatants stood facing each other from a distance.

Below the arena, it was already packed with spectators who loved to watch a good show.

On one side was the famous sword-nurturing boy under the Empress of the Wu Zhou Dynasty, whose seven absolutes flying swords had made countless Academy Disciples envious.

On the other side was the Heir of the Prince of Yanbei of Great Liang, the Dog Young Master Xu Tian, a Prodigy of the Sword Dao who had cut down a Golden Core with a Qi Sea Realm two days ago.

As expected of a Ninth Heaven Fated One, Xu Tian had now emerged from his anger, standing on the stage in a white robe, exuding charm.

However, his flirtatious eyes, intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over the shen ya sword, deeply betrayed his true feelings.

The death of his maid Hongxiu was worthless to him; what truly concerned him was the Old Sword Demon's reminder—the sword in Cao Meng's hand was an ancient divine abyss item, far more precious than the seven absolutes flying swords.

"What a treasure-delivering boy, I was just wondering how to legitimately acquire these two treasures, and you delivered them right to my doorstep~"

"Cao Meng, you brat, do you dare to fight to the death?" Xu Tian slowly drew his Autumn Water sword, pointing it at Cao Meng.

"Junior Brother, no!" Below the arena, Qing Luan's face instantly changed upon hearing this.

Once a death match was accepted, it meant an unending battle until one died.

During this period, no one was allowed to intervene.

In Qing Luan's view, both Xu Tian and Cao Meng were her own people; neither could die.

Cao Meng smiled and glanced down at the stage, giving Qing Luan a reassuring look, then said:

"Death match? No problem."

"What? He actually accepted..."

"Idiot! That Dog Young Master is a Prodigy of the Sword Dao who has slain a Golden Core. Where does this Cao Meng get his confidence? Does he think he can match a Golden Core just with seven Flying Swords?"

At this moment, both people on the arena had concealed their cultivation.

Both Golden Cores displayed the cultivation of the Ninth Layer of the Qi Sea Realm.

However, in most people's eyes, Cao Meng was doomed, even with the seven absolute spirit swords by his side, he was definitely no match for Xu Tian.

"What a pity, my seven absolute spirit swords~" In the crowd, Yang Ye shook his head with regret.

Once Cao Meng died, the seven absolute spirit swords would surely fall into Xu Tian's hands~ it would be difficult to plot for them again.

"Haha, good, very good." Seeing Cao Meng accept the death match, Xu Tian laughed triumphantly.

Amidst his laughter, his Aura began to rise steadily.

A vast Aura, a soaring Sword Intent.

"What? Golden Core!"

"This Dog Young Master is truly a dog, he actually secretly hid his cultivation!"

"Shameless like his father, Dragon Martial... It's over, our sword-nurturing boy is finished~"

"Such a strong Sword Intent..."

Buzz buzz buzz~

As Xu Tian's surging Sword Intent was unleashed, the swords at the waists of over three hundred Disciples surrounding the arena all buzzed and trembled.

"This is the Ninth Realm of the Sword Dao!"

"Damn, this Dog Young Master is too insidious, clearly a Golden Core, yet he hides his cultivation to lure people into a death match! What's even more excessive is that he also hid his Sword Dao Realm~"

"It's over, this Junior Brother Cao Meng, he's so handsome, why is his head so stubborn? Is a death match something you can just accept?" A beautiful Senior Sister dressed in light clothing shook her head regretfully, "What a pity, such a handsome Junior Brother is about to suffer a cruel fate... This scene is too brutal~"

"The Heir of the Prince of Yanbei has entered the Golden Core Realm, and his Sword Dao has reached the Ninth Realm? Quick, send a message back..." In the crowd, a Disciple from the Great Liang Imperial family growled in a gloomy voice to his attendants.

Xu Tian's gaze slowly swept over the astonished spectators below the arena, his face full of enjoyment.

Finally, his gaze settled back on Cao Meng.

"Junior Brother Cao Meng, you can start your performance. Don't worry, this Young Master will give you a chance to display your brilliance, and then give you a glorious and splendid death~"

Cao Meng smiled slightly, "Very good, Tian'er, you are still quite filial. Your foster father accepts this kindness."

"Scum, you're asking for death!" Xu Tian was furious upon hearing this.

This beast actually wanted to be his father, simply asking for death!

The next moment, the Autumn Water sword was unsheathed.

"Sword Seven~"

The sword emerged like a Dragon, its Aura overwhelming like a prison.

Seven illusory afterimages, carrying fierce sword light, surrounded and attacked Cao Meng.

The speed was extreme.

In the blink of an eye, the center of the arena was enveloped by a sword net condensed from fiery red sword Qi.

This time, Cao Meng did not summon the shen ya sword.

The sword box on his back opened, and the seven absolute spirit swords flew out like swimming fish, transforming into giant swords that revolved around Cao Meng, their sword light flickering, instantly shattering Sword Seven completely.

Sword Seven, which was like a fireworks display, was broken.

Cao Meng still stood tall on the arena, the seven absolute spirit swords' light flickering, forming a circle around him.

"Golden Core!"

On the arena, the seven illusory afterimages disappeared.

Xu Tian looked at Cao Meng opposite him with some surprise.

"Not bad, it's getting interesting. You are now qualified to receive my Sword Nine!"

As he spoke, the long sword was raised.

In an instant, Xu Tian seemed to transform into a piercing sharp sword, and the moment he raised his sword, his arm created multiple afterimages, like a thousand-armed Guanyin.

Above the sword's edge, the fiery red sword light grew brighter and brighter.

"Die!"

A single sword strike descended.

On the arena, space seemed to be cut in half.

The fiery red sword Qi transformed into a sword wave, layer upon layer, rushing towards Cao Meng.

"Seven Absolutes Unite~"

But across from him, Cao Meng's five fingers slightly clenched, and the seven seven absolute spirit swords instantly combined, turning into a single azure giant sword.

On the giant sword, azure ice flames merged—blessed by the Sun Glazed True Fire~

The giant sword flew out.

Boom~

The sword Qi dispersed, and the nine overlapping waves were destroyed.

Sword Nine, broken!

The seven seven absolute spirit swords also scattered.

Pfft~

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Xu Tian's mouth~

"Impossible, this..." Xu Tian's face was full of horror, and his figure rapidly retreated~