423: Harsh Lesson 423: Harsh Lesson “What’s going on?”
“Wasn’t Wang Chengjian seriously injured and on the verge of death just a moment ago, so weak that he couldn’t even complete his sentences?”
“How did he suddenly become so agile?”
“He even dodged that fierce sword strike?”
“And also.”
“Weren’t you asking Liu Qingxian to end your suffering?”
“Why are you dodging?”
Liu Qingxian was shocked and said: “Senior Brother Wang, what, what is this?”
Jiang Fan took the sword back from her hand, made a flourish with the sword before sheathing it, and said indifferently:
“The phrase ‘the human heart is treacherous’ did not come out of nowhere.”
“It was concluded through the blood-soaked lessons of our predecessors.”
Liu Qingxian then understood.
She scrutinized Wang Chengjian, discovering that he was not just agile.
Although stricken by the icy wind, his body showed no signs of frostbite, nor was there any indication of cold poison invading him.
Just now, she was entirely distracted by Wang Chengjian’s ghostly appearance that looked like he was at death’s door.
She had not paid attention to the details at all.
At this moment, with a fresh perspective.
How could she not understand that Wang Chengjian had deliberately staged a hero-rescue-beauty act to trick her into a marriage contract!
“You shameless!” Liu Qingxian was furious on the spot.
Exploiting her compassion to trick her into softening and agreeing to the marriage contract?
Using such despicable means, and still being the Big Senior Brother who had been her comrade for many years?
She drew her sword from her waist and delivered a strike to Wang Chengjian.
Wang Chengjian was terrified, hastily dodging.
But he was only at the Ninth Layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm, while Liu Qingxian was already a Core Formation Realm martial artist.
How could he possibly avoid it?
Right there, Liu Qingxian sliced off a piece of flesh from his arm, making him clutch his arm and scream in pain.
This time, he was in genuine pain.
Liu Qingxian’s eyes were full of disgust: “If it weren’t for the sake of being fellow disciples, I would have cut you down with one blow!”
Wang Chengjian knew.
It was completely over between him and Liu Qingxian.
But he was unwilling, very unwilling!
He had clearly gotten close to Liu Qingxian much earlier than Jiang Fan.
Why could Jiang Fan later surpass him?
“Jiang Fan! I refuse to accept this!”
“You, a person without a Spirit Root, how could you compare with me? How could you compete with me?”
Originally planning to ignore him.
But since he asked directly, Jiang Fan responded clearly:
“Senior Brother, do you think you are stronger than me?”
Wang Chengjian sneered: “You only relied on some physique, catching Tang Tianlong off guard?”
“That’s the only battle record you can boast about!”
He quietly released his recently attained Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment cultivation.
“Compared to me, can you beat that?”
The three outer sect disciples looked on with no small amount of respect.
In this world, anyone who could raise their cultivation to the Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment was considered a top-notch disciple of the Nine-Sect.
Nobody could underestimate that.
Liu Qingxian defended Jiang Fan, saying: “So what?”
“Give Jiang Fan time, and he might surpass you!”
Wang Chengjian mocked: “Time? One year or two? Ten years or twenty?”
“No Spirit Root means no Spirit Root, there will never be a great future on the Martial Path!”
“Junior Sister Liu, I must say, your choice in men is truly poor!”