The Sword God of the Universe-Chapter 65 - What is it
Chapter 65: Chapter 65: What is it?
Chapter 65 -65: What is it?
“Ha ha ha…”
“Young Master Jing Yan, you really are a joker!
Ha ha ha ha…”
Jing Mingyang could not stop laughing, a hint of cold light flickering in his eyes, and an even colder sneer in his heart.
At this moment, Uncle Chenxing was also somewhat stunned.
Jing Yan actually dared to ask Jing Mingyang for compensation?
Furthermore, the amount of compensation was two thousand four hundred Spirit Stones.
Could Jing Yan really be joking?
That was not a small number of Spirit Stones.
It was worth noting that when Jing Yan had borrowed Spirit Stones from Fourth Elder Jing Tianying, Jing Tianying had only about two thousand Spirit Stones in cash on him.
Uncle Chenxing stared blankly at Jing Yan, momentarily forgetting to speak.
Jing Qingyan was even more incredulous.
He felt his thoughts freezing.
Jing Qingyan did not know about Jing Yan defeating Li Tianfu, and having just returned to Donglin City from a small town far away, he thought that Jing Yan’s cultivation was continuously deteriorating.
That’s why he was all the more shocked.
What if Jing Yan angered Jing Mingyang, would Jing Mingyang directly apprehend him?
With the Old Clan Leader no longer around, Jing Mingyang indeed had the guts.
At worst, he could just detain him first and release him later.
“Do I look like I’m joking?” Jing Yan gently shook his head with a smile, “Jing Mingyang, take out two thousand four hundred Spirit Stones now, and after that, you can piss off.
If you don’t, I assure you, you will regret it.”
Jing Yan’s voice was calm, but in this calm voice, Jing Mingyang felt a kind of pressure.
The person standing before him had defeated a Martial Arts Ninth Layer Heaven expert like Li Tianfu!
Was this Jing Yan really daring to fight him?
Jing Mingyang instinctively glanced at the guard he had brought from the workshop.
These guards, his confidants, were unquestionably loyal.
But could they stop Jing Yan?
Among the guards Jing Mingyang brought, there were two with the cultivation of Martial Arts Ninth Layer Heaven.
The West District Square was one of the Jing Family’s most important assets, and naturally, its protection was top-notch.
Among all the guards of the square, there were more than ten Martial Arts Ninth Layer Heaven guards.
Moreover, should anything happen to the square, the residing clan elder would promptly arrive.
Seeing two Martial Arts Ninth Layer Heaven guards nearby, Jing Mingyang felt emboldened again.
He himself also possessed cultivation at the Ninth Layer Heaven.
He did not dare claim that he would definitely defeat Jing Yan, but it wouldn’t be too easy for Jing Yan to beat him either.
In the Extreme Combat Association, although Jing Yan did defeat Lian Tianfu, the victory was not decisive.
It was said that Jing Yan was almost defeated by Lian Tianfu, and only an accident led to Lian Tianfu being forced off the combat platform.
In other words, his real strength should be not much different from Lian Tianfu’s.
Although Lian Tianfu was strong, Jing Mingyang had to admit, Lian Tianfu was indeed better than
he and these two guards, who were also battle-hardened elites.
With this thought, Jing Mingyang relaxed.
“Jing Yan, you are too arrogant.
Coming to this workshop, you even dare to cause trouble.”
“Humph, do you really think your grandfather is still alive?”
Just when Jing Mingyang thought to speak, Jing Chuanling could no longer hold back and started shouting.
From the moment Jing Yan appeared, he did not pay any attention to him, which fueled his anger even more.
At this moment, he blurted out to assert his presence and make himself felt.
“Swish!”
Suddenly, Jing Yan’s gaze swept towards Jing Chuanling.
His eyes were chilling.
In the past, although Jing Chuanling, this petty man, greatly disappointed Jing Yan.
However, Jing Yan was too lazy to quarrel too much with such a small figure.
Hence, even though Jing Chuanling had provoked him many times in front of him, he had not taken action against him.
But now, this despicable fellow, having mingled with Jing Yuqin and even pressured Uncle Chenxing,
even if this bastard hadn’t shown himself, Jing Yan would have looked for him to settle accounts later.
Now, this bastard, still clueless about his imminent doom, continued to insult Jing Yan.
“Chuanling!”
“As a person, you should know your place!”
“Otherwise, you’re the one who suffers.
Chuanling, I ask you, what do you even amount to?
Did I even speak to you?
I didn’t ask you, yet you jumped out to shout, are you seeking death?” Jing Yan coldly scanned Jing Chuanling.
Seeing Jing Yan’s eyes, Jing Chuanling was also startled for a moment.
Then, his face instantly burned with shame.
Being frightened by Jing Yan in front of so many people.
This was a great loss of face.
“Whoosh!”
He violently drew the longsword from his body, angrily staring at Jing Yan.
“Jing Yan, do you want to fight me?
Humph, others may fear you, but I, Jing Chuanling, do not.
Come on, draw your weapon!
Draw your longsword and face me in battle,” Jing Chuanling shouted loudly.
Of course, he wasn’t really intending to fight Jing Yan.
In fact, he didn’t consider himself a match for Jing Yan.
Regardless of the process, the fact that Li Tianfu was defeated by Jing Yan was indisputable.
Jing Chuanling dared to speak so because Jing Yuqin and Jing Mingyang were here.
If Jing Yan truly started a fight, Jing Mingyang and others would not stand idly by.
“Are you even worthy of my drawing a sword?” Jing Yan scoffed coldly, his eyes flashing brilliantly.
“Boom!”
A terrifying blast of Primordial Energy suddenly erupted from within Jing Yan.
Under Jing Yan’s control, this blast of Primordial Energy, without any overflow, pounced directly towards Jing Chuanling.
Jing Mingyang and others stood very close to Jing Yan, yet this blast of energy didn’t even stir their clothes.
From this, it was evident how exquisitely Jing Yan could control Primordial Energy.
“Ah!”
Holding the longsword, Jing Chuanling only felt as if he had been directly hit by a massive mountain.
Then, he screamed miserably as his body was thrown backwards.
“Spurt!
Spurt!”
He spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, and after flying through the air for tens of meters, Jing Chuanling finally crashed to the ground.
His face as pale as a sheet of paper, his eyes filled with terror.
His entire body was throbbing with intense pain.
The injuries were obviously quite severe, and his Martial Arts Meridians might even have been damaged.
With a mere wave of his hand, Jing Chuanling did not even get a chance to defend.
Jing Chuanling, a genuine Martial Arts Eighth Layer Heaven in cultivation.
How was this possible?
How could Jing Yan accomplish this?
Jing Mingyang and the others didn’t even have time to react; even if they wanted to save Jing Chuanling, it was impossible.
The many Martial Artists watching all around were also stunned, their whispers immediately ceasing.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at Jing Yan.
What kind of strength was this?
That Jing Chuanling, he wasn’t weak either!
Yet, he was blown away just like that, and Jing Yan hadn’t even drawn his weapon.
How could the gap between them be so vast?
