Chapter 198: Glorious in Defeat!
Rip!
The majestic sword formation finally tore through the side of the Mysterious Turtle Bell, ripping apart the defensive halo that had already been thinned by the previous impacts!
Three second-grade High-grade mother swords bore the brunt of the charge. Leading eighteen child swords, they viciously stabbed toward Xie Qing’s back, which was left wide open as he desperately channeled all his power to block the fire dragons on his flanks!
“No!”
Xie Qing’s soul nearly fled his body in terror!
He felt the lethal chill of sharp steel at his back!
He wanted to dodge, but his body was sluggish from the strain of controlling two Dharma Artifacts simultaneously.
He wanted to recall the Mysterious Turtle Bell, but it was already too late!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Several flying swords pierced Xie Qing’s back!
Although his protective spiritual light and defensive robes mitigated the damage, preventing a fatal skewering, the immense impact still struck him like a thunderbolt from the heavens!
Xie Qing pitched violently forward, blood spurting wildly from his mouth. His back was instantly dyed crimson!
At that very moment, the blood dragon on his left was completely evaporated by the fire dragon!
The green wooden shield on his right was smashed away by the other fire dragon!
Although the fire dragons had shrunk by more than half due to the consumption of energy, the residual might of the flames still slammed ferociously into the stumbling Xie Qing!
Boom!
Flames exploded outward!
Xie Qing was blasted into the air once again. His hair was scorched, his clothes tattered…
Charred black in multiple places and bleeding from all seven orifices, he looked like a broken ragdoll as he crashed heavily to the ground over ten zhang away.
He rolled like a torn sack…
Over and over, tumbling several times before finally coming to a stop.
He lay prone on the ground, coughing violently. Each cough brought up bloody froth—a truly pitiful sight.
The entire martial arts plaza fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone was stunned by this earth-shattering reversal that had occurred in the blink of an eye!
From Chen Ping’s brazen counterattack, to the fire dragons breaking the ice to clear a path, the sword formation assaulting the giant bell, the pincer attack of the dragons, the sword array breaking the defense to stab him in the back, and finally, Xie Qing being blasted away…
All of this had happened within the span of a few breaths!
Fast! Ruthless! Precise!
It was an offensive so sharp it was suffocating!
That “Lucky Brother,” who had always been mocked for “only knowing how to dodge,” had actually erupted with such terrifying power in an instant!
He had beaten a core disciple of the Tianling Sect—a cultivator at the third layer of Foundation Establishment—into such a wretched, severely injured state!
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed it?
Yes, Xie Qing had underestimated his opponent.
Yes, Xie Qing still had trump cards he hadn’t used…
But regardless of the excuses, regardless of how many methods remained unused…
Right now, at this very moment, in this brief slice of time…
He had failed. At least temporarily, he had lost!
The crowd only saw that he had been beaten like a dog. His current wretched appearance was no different from a stray cur lying by the roadside!
After the brief silence came a tsunami of uproar and exclamations!
“My heavens! Is there something wrong with my eyes? The dignified second-ranked core disciple of the Tianling Sect was actually defeated by Lucky Brother? Someone, quick, hit me! Tell me I’m not dreaming!”
“He… he actually… how can he be so strong?! I’d wager that no one sitting here has combat awareness that matches Lucky Brother’s!”
“What powerful attacks! What ruthless calculation! What sharp combat instincts! Once this person grows, it’s unimaginable how strong he will become…”
“Senior Brother Xie Qing… lost? Senior Brother Xie, get up! You can still do it! He’s already at the end of his rope. Get up and deliver the fatal blow!”
…
Some encouraged Chen Ping, while others still held out hope for Xie Qing.
However, just as everyone thought Chen Ping would press his advantage and completely defeat Xie Qing…
Chen Ping, standing in his original spot, suddenly swayed violently.
His face turned “pale as paper” in an instant. Large beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his chest heaved violently, and his aura became extremely “chaotic” and “feeble.”
He glanced at Xie Qing, who was struggling to crawl up in the distance, then looked at his own slightly “trembling” hand. An expression of extreme “exhaustion” and “regret” washed over his face.
Then, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Chen Ping made a move that no one expected.
He stomped his foot in frustration, turned around without hesitation, and jumped directly off the arena!
“I concede.”
Chen Ping’s voice wasn’t loud, but it carried clearly, laced with the hoarseness of “total exhaustion.”
After landing off the stage, he didn’t even look back. He headed straight toward the Qingyun Sect’s area, his steps appearing somewhat “unsteady”…
Chen Ping moved quickly, as if he had used up the very last shred of his strength and only wanted to leave this battlefield that had “overdrawn” him as soon as possible.
On the arena, only Xie Qing remained. He struggled to a half-kneeling position, bathed in blood and utterly humiliated.
He watched Chen Ping’s rapidly retreating figure, feeling the churning injuries within his body and his completely empty Dantian.
Humiliation, rage, and disbelief instantly overwhelmed his reason!
“Ahhh!!!”
Xie Qing threw his head back and let out a roar of supreme aggrievance!
He won?
But what kind of victory was this?!
He was standing, but his opponent had voluntarily jumped down!
His opponent looked like he had exhausted his True Essence, but what about himself?
He had nearly been killed by that combo attack!
The massive contrast and the sense of humiliation nearly drove him insane!
Just a second after Xie Qing roared, a sound broke the silence of the spectator stands. No one knew who started it.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
The applause was sparse at first, hesitant.
But soon, it spread like wildfire!
It grew louder and louder, denser and denser!
It swept across the entire plaza like rolling thunder!
This applause was for Chen Ping!
It was for the Qingyun Sect disciple who, with only first-layer Foundation Establishment cultivation, had forced a third-layer Foundation Establishment core disciple of the Tianling Sect into a corner and beaten him so thoroughly!
It was for the disciple who, although he conceded due to “exhaustion,” was glorious in defeat!
In the stands, the public opinion of Chen Ping shifted rapidly!
“Well done! This is a man’s romance! A real man should be like this—beating the opponent until they have no means to fight back, and even when out of Physical Strength in the end, losing openly and honorably!”
“Beautifully fought! Lucky Brother is truly a standout of our generation. Such a heroic combat style… I couldn’t learn it in a hundred years!”
“Glorious in defeat! Glorious in defeat! If not for his True Essence running dry at the end, who knows who the victor would have been!”
“Lucky Brother… amazing! Today was truly lucky—lucky to witness such a pleasing battle. Lucky Brother really taught me a lot today! I need to go back and comprehend this properly!”
Countless gazes followed Chen Ping’s retreating back, filled with shock, admiration, and complex emotions.
At this moment, the nickname “Lucky Brother” seemed to have gained a different layer of meaning.
Although everyone still called him by that name, their attitude had completely transformed.
There was no more teasing, no more disdain, no more insults.
There was only respect for the strong!
The title “Lucky Brother” would become a spiritual pillar in the hearts of some, forever influencing their Dao Hearts!
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