Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1551 - 798: The Gap Is Too Great (2)

"Beichen Sky-breaking Sword!"

Gu Sheng’s cold voice exploded in the air, his figure suddenly appearing in front of Luo Qian, less than a zhang apart.

The Southern Emperor Sword sliced a perfect arc, tearing through the air as it passed.

"Crack..."

Three white light shields were pierced through like thin paper, unable to hold for even a half-breath.

Gu Sheng’s figure swept past Luo Qian, moving so fast it was impossible to see his actions clearly.

Luo Qian stood frozen in place, first feeling a chill at his neck, then a fine line of blood slowly appeared.

He instinctively reached up to cover his neck, only to discover in horror that the line of blood was quickly spreading over his entire body.

"No... impossible..."

Luo Qian’s voice became hoarse, as his vitality ebbed away like a receding tide.

Gu Sheng sheathed his sword and turned to look at the faltering Luo Qian, speaking indifferently.

"Had you fought to the death, the outcome might have been unpredictable. But the moment you chose to defend, your death was sealed."

"You... despicable..."

Luo Qian managed to squeeze out a few words with difficulty, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

Gu Sheng turned a deaf ear, stepping forward leisurely, lifting his right foot mercilessly towards Luo Qian’s head under the eyes of all.

"Stop!"

A shout rang out from below the stage.

Gu Sheng’s lips curled into a cold smile, his actions uninterrupted.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Luo Qian’s head burst open like an overripe melon, blood and brain matter splattering, drowning the entire arena in red.

Only then did the crowd below the stage wake as if from a dream, erupting in astonished cries.

"Senior Brother Luo... is dead just like that?"

"What just happened? Senior Brother Luo had clearly tested Gu Sheng’s strength, why did he suddenly turn to defense?"

"That sword... was too fast, I couldn’t see it at all!"

"Gu Sheng! How dare you use such brutality!"

That voice from before resounded again, as a middle-aged man in a purple robe leaped onto the stage.

At this moment, two elders of the King Realm had already removed their True Qi barriers, allowing him to rush up unobstructed.

Gu Sheng slowly turned to face the newcomer.

"On the Life and Death Arena, since Luo Qian didn’t concede, I naturally had to kill him. That’s the rule."

"Some rule!"

The purple-robed man laughed in his fury.

"Luo Qian was clearly incapable of resisting, why did you still..."

On the Martial Arts Arena, debris lay everywhere among lingering dust.

Gu Sheng stood amidst the chaos, his green robe fluttering, his expression calm as still water.

He had just concluded a deadly duel with Luo Qian, his longsword still stained with drying blood.

"Gu Sheng!"

A cold shout suddenly came from the edge of the Martial Arts Arena.

Gu Sheng lifted his eyes, spotting a man in a black robe standing there, a half-black, half-white yin-yang mask only revealing a pair of eyes as sharp as knives.

Sura True Qi swirled around him, forming a visible cyclone; he was unmistakably a Fifth Level Sect Realm powerhouse.

"Luo Qian belonged to the Mystic Sect."

The mask-wearing man’s voice was low, each word seeming to be fished out of an ice cellar.

"Backing the Mystic Sect is the top figure on the True Inheritance List, the first seat senior brother of the Great Wilderness Holy Academy... Xiao Beixuan."

Gu Sheng’s brows furrowed slightly, yet he showed no sign of panic.

He slowly sheathed his longsword, emitting a crisp sound of clinking metal.

"So?"

Gu Sheng queried calmly.

The mask-wearing man snorted coldly.

"Killing Luo Qian is tantamount to making an enemy of Senior Brother Xiao! Do you know the consequences?"

Disciples who had initially prepared to leave the Martial Arts Arena stopped in their tracks, watching the scene with mixed feelings of shock and suspicion.

The Mystic Sect wielded vast power in the Great Wilderness Holy Academy, and no one dared provoke them lightly.

Yet Gu Sheng laughed, his smile carrying a hint of mockery.

"The life and death duel was sanctioned by the upper echelons of the Holy Academy. Does Xiao Beixuan wield more power than the upper echelons of the Holy Academy?"

The mask-wearing man’s form stiffened, clearly not expecting Gu Sheng to retort in this way.

His expression behind the mask changed, and for a moment, he was at a loss for words.

In this tense situation, a clear, cold voice came from afar, like a cold spring pouring down from the Nine Heavens.

"Stand down."

With just two short words, the mask-wearing man’s body trembled, and he immediately retreated respectfully to the side, bowing deeply toward the direction of the voice.

"Senior Brother Xiao."

In the distant sky, a golden tunneling light cut through the air, arriving above the Martial Arts Arena in an instant.

The tunneling light dispersed, revealing a young man clad in a white robe.

His appearance was as handsome as an earthly immortal, a cinnabar mark strikingly prominent on his brow, exuding a suffocating aura of power.

"Xiao Beixuan..."

A disciple exclaimed in a low voice, full of awe.

Xiao Beixuan stood in the air, his gaze lightly sweeping over the entire scene before finally landing on Gu Sheng.

He did not speak immediately, but turned to the Void on both sides of the Martial Arts Arena.

"Two elders, the life-and-death duel has ended. There’s no need to trouble yourselves with the next matters."

Xiao Beixuan’s tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

Ripples appeared in the Void, and two blurry figures seemed to flicker in and out of view.

One of them sighed.

"Xiao Beixuan, the Mystic Sect’s actions lately have been too ostentatious."

Xiao Beixuan smiled faintly.

"Elder Ye is overthinking it."

The other figure spoke in a deep voice.

"The Holy Academy’s rules cannot be broken."

"I heed the elder’s teachings."

Although Xiao Beixuan said this, his eyes carried disdain.

After a moment of silence, the presence of the two figures completely disappeared.

Gu Sheng was secretly alarmed. Even King Realm elders were so wary of Xiao Beixuan; his strength and background must far exceed imagination.

Only then did Xiao Beixuan look at Gu Sheng again, their eyes meeting in midair as if invisible sparks were flying.

"Luo Qian lacked skill, if he’s dead, so be it."

Xiao Beixuan spoke, his voice neither hurried nor slow.

"But he was ultimately a person of the Mystic Sect."

As soon as the words fell, an extremely terrifying pressure descended suddenly! The stones on the Martial Arts Arena instantly turned to dust, causing the surrounding disciples to retreat one after another, their faces pale.

The pressure was so strong, it was as if the sky was collapsing, enough to make an ordinary Sect Realm expert kneel and vomit blood.

However, Gu Sheng stood firm, his blue robe unmoved amidst the chaotic True Qi storm.

The ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, yet he never took a step back.

Xiao Beixuan’s eyes showed surprise.

"Interesting."

He said softly.

"To remain unmoved like a mountain under thirty percent of my pressure, you have earned the right... not to be regarded as an ant by me anymore."

The pressure receded like a tide, the Martial Arts Arena returned to tranquility, as if everything just now had been an illusion.

Gu Sheng’s expression remained unchanged.

"Senior Brother Xiao personally came not just to test me, right?"

Xiao Beixuan stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering.

"The Mystic Sect wants an explanation."

"Oh?"

"One month later, the Martial Arts Arena."

Xiao Beixuan said lightly.

"You and I, a life-and-death battle."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place was in an uproar.

The number one on the True Inheritance List actually wanted a life-and-death battle with a newly promoted disciple? This was simply unheard of!

Xiao Beixuan continued.

"I will give you three months to prepare..."

"No need."

Gu Sheng suddenly interrupted him.

"One month is enough."

Xiao Beixuan raised an eyebrow slightly, apparently not expecting Gu Sheng to voluntarily shorten the time.

He gave Gu Sheng a deep look and suddenly laughed.

"Good courage. See you in one month at the Martial Arts Arena."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Beixuan’s figure had already disappeared like a bubble, as if he had never appeared.

The masked man also retreated silently, disappearing in an instant.

Around the Martial Arts Arena, the disciples were discussing in a low voice, their gazes towards Gu Sheng full of complexity.

There was admiration, pity, and more disbelief.

"Senior Brother Gu..."

A young disciple couldn’t help but step forward.

"Xiao Beixuan entered the peak of the Sect Realm three years ago, it’s said that one foot is already in the King Realm, you..."

Shen Qingtan quickly came to Gu Sheng’s side, her slender fingers tightly clutching his sleeve, her eyes full of worry.

"Gu Sheng, are you crazy? Xiao Beixuan is a King Realm expert! You’re only at the Heavenly Martial Realm, this is simply suicide!"

Gu Sheng raised his eyes, his dark pupils glinting with gold, yet a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Qingtan, this is my own choice."

"But the gap is too big!"

Shen Qingtan stomped anxiously, her silk hair dancing in the wind.

"The chasm between the King Realm and Heavenly Martial is not something that can be bridged by Secret Techniques!"

Around the Martial Arts Arena, many disciples cast looks of either sympathy or ridicule.