I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1109 - 1110 rnm refund the money

Chapter 1109: Chapter 1110: rnm refund the money!

Chapter 1109: Chapter 1110: rnm refund the money!

On stage.

Huyan Chui’s hands blurred into afterimages, and his onslaught was so fierce that he was confident no genius could handle it with ease.

Yet, this young man before him was eerily unmovable, no matter what he tried, remaining unscathed.

He had never encountered such a tough character, utterly unassailable!

Did his Magic Treasure have no limits? Even those used by Semi-Saints had their boundaries, right? Facing the onslaught of a Half-Saint Weapon hammer, it seemed impossible to keep defending indefinitely, yet to say that Han Buzhu was defending with his physical body alone would be even more implausible.

Blocking with his bare hands might be feasible, but to suggest that he was countering his Array-Breaking Hammer with sheer physical strength was absurd.

“What on earth is going on?”

“Why are you completely unharmed?”

“We both are at the Heavenly Immortal Realm, how could the difference in strength be so vast?”

Huyan Chui’s face was stricken with shock as he stared intensely at the young man.

“I told you long ago, the gap in our strength is like a chasm too vast to cross.”

“It’s not too late to surrender now, otherwise you’re likely to lose face here on this stage.”

“My attacks are always lethal or cause severe injury,” Li Xiaobai said calmly.

“Hmph, I don’t believe your cultivation level or strength could be that extraordinary. You must be relying on a Half-Saint Realm Magic Treasure to withstand my Array-Breaking Hammer’s assault. But merely exceptional defense is pointless if your own strength isn’t up to par. You won’t break my defense!”

“My sect’s cultivators have bodies as tough as the Demonic Beasts, even tougher. Come at me, and watch how I take all your moves!”

Huyan Chui was fired up, thumping his chest, planting himself firmly on the stage in a horse stance, ready to teach Li Xiaobai a lesson.

As the dust settled, the surrounding crowd could finally see the situation clearly on stage.

Huyan Chui gripped his huge hammer, his chest heaving wildly, gasping for breath, bloodred Sin Value manifesting above his head: one million!

In contrast, on the other end of the stage, Li Xiaobai looked as if nothing had happened; completely composed, without even a scratch on his body, as if he wasn’t the one just ruthlessly beaten.

The onlooking crowd was utterly dumbfounded.

“What’s going on? Wasn’t Huyan Chui overwhelmingly dominating just now? Why doesn’t the Third Young Master of the Han Family have a single injury?”

“It can’t be, right? Huyan Chui even brought out a Half-Saint Weapon, and with that hammer technique just now, normally whoever he hits would be finished!”

“Could it be that the Third Young Master toughed it out, hiding internal injuries? Maybe he’s wounded internally, injured in his organs, which shows who’s truly better?”

“How could a genius from the Icy Frost Sect have such strength? There must be some hidden details; this round surely goes to Huyan Chui of the Vajra Gate!”

The cultivators around were whispering amongst themselves, confused about the current situation on stage.

Overwhelmed by shock, they had all forgotten to marvel at the one million bloodred Sin Value above Huyan Chui’s head.

On stage.

Li Xiaobai twisted his wrist and drew a longsword, speaking leisurely, “So you truly won’t surrender?”

“To put it plainly, this sword stroke might kill you, no, it will definitely kill you.”

Huyan Chui burst into a loud laugh, “Ha ha ha, stop boasting. Everyone in the Heavenly Immortal Realm has nearly reached the limit of their cultivation. No one can defeat me in one move, not you, not even Long Aotian or anyone from the Sea Clan!”

“In that case, Brother Huyan, take this sword.”

Li Xiaobai wasted no further words, his longsword swept across, slicing through the air and stirring up a thousand ripples. With no fancy moves, a terrifying surge of Sword Qi aimed straight at Huyan Chui.

This was just a regular blast of Sword Qi, not invoking any Demon Sealing Sword Evocation to avoid complications, but even so, this flow was considered top tier within the Heavenly Immortal Realm, instantly striking Huyan Chui’s chest.

“Vajra Indestructibility!”

Huyan Chui’s pupils shrank dramatically, this sword gave him a deadly sense of crisis. His muscles tensed, compressing to the limits, and strands of golden Buddhist light radiated from his body, solidifying into a formidable shield, intending to block this sword.

“Pffft!”

The Sword Qi ripped through, and Huyan Chui’s Vajra Indestructibility split open like a piece of tofu, being cleanly severed into two halves, blood spraying everywhere, his body explosively tearing apart—dead beyond any doubt.

Looking at the scattered remains and the arena soaked in crimson, the scene fell eerily silent.

A vast array of resources and treasures burst forth from Huyan Chui’s Dantian, scattering all over the arena. Li Xiaobai waved his hand and collected them all, and at the same time, a blood-colored light flashed in the void above his head, condensing into a large, blood-red Sin Value.

“Sin Value: 21 million!”

A sequence of blood-colored numbers assaulted the audience’s eyes, stirring up tumultuous waves in their hearts.

“Holy shit, 21 million Sin Values, just who the hell is Han Buzhu?”

“I’m fucking losing it here, 21 million Sin Values? Even our Sect Leader doesn’t have that high. How many people, how many masters must he have killed to amass that?”

“What’s his cultivation level, anyway? He killed a disciple of Vajra Gate in one move, can this still be called the Heavenly Immortal Realm?”

Li Xiaobai’s powerful intervention shocked everyone present, rendering them feeling powerless. 21 million Sin Values, is he even human anymore?

Not even veteran powerhouses could necessarily outdo him, right?

Having such a Sin Value yet still at large undoubtedly meant his cultivation level was profound and unfathomable, even capable of evading pursuit by the Enforcement Team.

“The disciples of Vajra Gate are so disappointing!”

“This can’t be a rigged match, can it?”

“You had such strength and you didn’t say anything earlier, what’s the deal letting Huyan Chui dominate the beginning?”

“With such strength but deliberately hiding it, you’re deceiving us, the audience. I even supported you before!”

“Damn it, I originally bet on Han Buzhu to win, who the hell convinced me to switch to betting on Huyan Chui?”

“Rigged match, definitely a rigged match, Han Buzhu did it on purpose, damn it, refund!”

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“Vajra Gate, I supported you for so long for this? You owe us, damn it, refund!”

The cultivators surrounding the arena were in an uproar, just a second ago, the fight on the stage was vigorous and dominant, and they thought Huyan Chui was in absolute control able to crush his opponent, but the next second he was effortlessly defeated with a single sword stroke.

The disparity in strength was just too vast, wasn’t it?

On an ordinary day, they might just have been shocked, but today was different, they had bet money!

And they lost everything. Except for a few die-hard factions who didn’t change much, nearly all the cultivators bet on Huyan Chui to win. That round cost them nearly a million top-grade Immortal Stones, with the lesser losses around two hundred thousand. They thought they were capitalizing on a big leak, who could have expected such an outcome?

This Third Young Master of the Han Family was terrifyingly powerful, absolutely not the flippant figure he usually showed. With such strength, he was fit to compete with the prodigies of the major Super Sects.

The competing cultivators around also showed deep horror in their eyes: “Han Buzhu actually has this kind of strength!”

“A single move to kill Huyan Chui, probably no one else here can do it. Even Brother Long might not win as easily and casually!”

“It was just a casual Sword Qi, without even deploying Sword Intent, yet it had such might, this person’s strength is unfathomable!”

The prodigies all changed their expressions, none had expected the first battle to turn out like this. They were not unfamiliar with Huyan Chui, who as a genius of Vajra Gate had strong cultivation, but even so, he couldn’t handle even a casual move from his opponent, which was extraordinarily shocking.

This kind of situation, they had only experienced when sparring with elders of their sect.

“This is impossible, how can he be so strong?”

Long Aotian stared incredulously, fixating on the youth who was stepping down from the arena step by step, his fists clenched tightly. He admitted he couldn’t achieve such ease and casualness. Killing Huyan Chui wouldn’t be hard when he activated the Dragon Race Bloodline Power and transformed into his dragon form, but the difficulty lay in that Han Buzhu had decimated him with just a light sword stroke, the disparity was startling.

“Such a brilliant move, the Sword Qi of that stroke was pure to the extreme, I didn’t expect someone among the younger generation to be such a genius in Sword Dao!”

“The young master of Icy Frost Sect sure has piqued my interest. Watching his every move, there seems to be no sign of having practiced Frost Qi, instead, he uses sword techniques, which is somewhat puzzling.”

Above on the high platform, the Elders whispered among themselves, the very first battle was so thrilling and unexpected, it spiked their anticipation for the rest of the competition.

A few powerhouses from the Super Sects thoughtfully glanced with a hint of speculation. It seemed, their guess was right, the backing of this kid from Icy Frost Sect wasn’t just from a large sect, either he was under the guidance of a great master, or there was a colossal figure behind him.

“I remember a few days ago a genius organization called Villian’s Guild suddenly appeared, it seems some of our disciples got involved?”

The Elder of Blood Demon Sect said somewhat out of the blue.

“Yes, at that time, all the powerhouses were guessing what sort of organization it was, dominating the ranks and making one suspect a greater power supporting it. Still, my kid wouldn’t reveal a word about it, and then the organization also gradually faded out of public sight, so I wasn’t bothered to ask further. But could it be, Elder Blood thinks…”

A master from Hundred Flowers Sect’s eyes lit up as if he had grasped the other’s meaning.

“Does Elder Blood mean that our disciples might have some connection with Han Buzhu, or even possibly they all come from some hidden sect?”

Hearing this, the rest of the Super Sects also became somewhat excited. No hidden sect was mediocre, and while they were unaware if such powers indeed existed, it was undeniable that if their younger generations really had ties with such beings, it would be an enormous opportunity.

Thinking back to how their disciples were mingling with Han Buzhu earlier, it seemed they already knew each other, it was very likely!

“Let’s just observe more, an organization that appeared out of nowhere without leaving any traces in history can only mean one thing: some unknown hidden sect is about to emerge!”