Chapter 1256: My Weapon Is a Bit Heavy!

Not only was he wearing that expression, but Zhao Xingmo and the two young men in charge of the assessment were also speechless.

They had seen with their own eyes how freakish this guy was. No one at the same level could come up and not be crushed. Even if Liu Chongxin had some talent, compared to this guy, he was still far too lacking.

With such a huge gap, yet he was beaten until his body trembled and couldn't fight back... If you said it was real, no one would believe it even if you beat them to death.

"Too bad, Liu Chongxin snatched it away... If I'd known he was this weak, I would have gone up!"

"Lost a good opportunity, and now I'll never get to taste Tianchen Drunk..."

Unlike their thoughts, the other young talents, seeing this scene, were all filled with regret.

When Hall Master Yue said that this man had successfully challenged the hall and was the strongest in his eyes... they all felt a bit wary, after all, five top-grade spirit stones of essence were no small sum...

They had thought he was truly a master among masters, but unexpectedly he was this weak!

Swish!

Thoughts varied among the crowd, but in the middle, Liu Chongxin let out a long cry and threw himself at Zhang Xuan.

In the blink of an eye, it was as if he had grown eight arms, with whistling wind everywhere.

Mid-grade Saint Domain martial technique, Eight-Armed Ape!

This move was fierce in power and extremely fast, landing like a rainstorm, impossible to defend against.

It seemed he had already "seen through" the true strength of this Master Zhang and planned to cut through the knot with a sharp knife, ending the battle quickly.

"You..."

The Master Zhang opposite him, seeing him suddenly unleash such powerful force, turned pale with fright and instinctively curled up.

Unable to withstand it, he planned to take the hit with his back.

This was the most passive tactic, a last resort.

"This... counts as a genius?"

Yue Yiquan sneered.

Song Xuan had sent a message saying he had suffered a loss at the hands of someone named Zhang Xuan, even being castrated. He thought this person was formidable and came to give him a warning, but never dreamed... he was this weak!

It seemed there was no need to continue; this blow would seriously injure Liu Chongxin, leaving no suspense.

"Ah..."

Shaking his head inwardly, he was about to pick up a piece of fish when he heard the curled-up Zhang Xuan, in his panic, slip and stumble forward.

This time, his head went forward, directly charging into the other's palm wind—a completely suicidal move!

But... though it looked suicidal, Liu Chongxin's face changed. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late. The other's head, propelled by inertia, struck his chest. His body stiffened, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and in an instant flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground. His vision went black, and he fainted.

"Uh..."

Seeming not to have expected that slipping and falling could knock someone flying, Zhang Xuan, dizzy, stood up, spun around twice, and said in disbelief: "I... won?"

"This..."

He was clueless, but the surrounding crowd were even more wide-eyed.

"Liu Chongxin's Eight-Armed Ape is ferocious and fierce, but it's actually to conceal the vital point on his chest. It's like a crab—its pincers are powerful, but once you grab its back, it's basically useless! This guy panicked and fell, just dodging the eight-arm attack and hitting that weakness... What incredible luck!"

"Indeed, very lucky... but Tianchen Drunk isn't something you can drink just by being lucky; you need strength!"

...

Soon, everyone came to their senses, all filled with disdain.

Winning by luck, this guy was truly one of a kind.

"I won, these spirit stones are mine!"

Finally coming to his senses, Zhang Xuan excitedly put the top-grade essence spirit stones from the table into his ring, then raised his cup: "Gentlemen, you should all have seen my strength with your own eyes, right? Since that's the case, I'll enjoy this fine wine..."

"Seen with your own eyes?"

"How thick-skinned can you be?"

"It's like the person who screamed in fright wasn't him. Winning by luck, and still so brazen..."

"I can't stand it anymore, I want to duel him!"

Hearing this, the crowd erupted, all furious enough to explode.

"Slap!" He slammed the table, and the Master Yun from earlier stood up again.

"Liu Chongxin lost, but I haven't. Here are five top-grade essence spirit stones. If I lose, they're yours; if I win, the fine wine is mine!"

With a flicker, he arrived in the middle of the room, eyes narrowed, exuding pressure.

If he had known this guy was so weak, he would have charged over long ago, no need to wait until now.

"Still want to compete?" Zhang Xuan shook his head, a look of terror in his eyes: "Better forget it. I've just fought and am greatly depleted..."

"Depleted?"

Clenching his teeth, Master Yun narrowed his eyes.

If anyone was depleted, it should be Liu Chongxin, right? You, by sheer luck, knocked someone flying with your head, barely used any true energy—how could you be greatly depleted?

"Exactly... better forget it!"

Zhang Xuan waved his hand and raised the Tianchen Drunk again, ready to down it at any moment.

"Fine, I'll give you time to rest... Here are ten top-grade essence spirit stones. If I lose, they're yours; if I win, the Tianchen Drunk is mine!"

Seeing his reluctance, Master Yun flipped his palm, and two jade boxes appeared. With a flick of his finger, they flew over and landed on the table: "What, scared? Hall Master Yue thinks so highly of you—you're not a coward, are you?"

"This..."

Looking down, whether it was the many spirit stones or the other's words, Zhang Xuan was full of hesitation. After a pause, he took a deep breath, as if making a big decision, and clenched his teeth.

"Fine, I'll fight you. But... on the condition that you suppress your cultivation to the same level as mine!"

"No problem. Unlike Master Liu, I'll use a weapon!"

Seeing his agreement, Master Yun curled his lips, flipped his wrist, and a meteor hammer appeared in his palm.

Mid-grade Saint artifact, Purple Gold Meteor Hammer!

"Use a weapon?" Hesitating, Zhang Xuan nodded: "Are you sure you want to?"

"Of course!"

Master Yun chuckled.

"Alright then!"

Relieved, Zhang Xuan leaped to the center of the hall and looked at the other: "This meteor hammer is your weapon?"

"That's right!"

Master Yun said proudly.

This weapon, obtained by chance at a fortuitous encounter, was invincible when used. Although this guy had won against Liu Chongxin by trickery, with ten spirit stones at stake, he dared not be careless and took out his weapon.

With this in hand, he feared no one, not even a pseudo-Out-of-Body expert, let alone a mere mid-stage Primordial Spirit realm.

"I also have a weapon, but... it seems quite heavy. During the fight, I might not be able to control its power!"

Pausing, Zhang Xuan looked over hesitantly.

"Weapon heavy? Comparing weapon weight with me? Haha... don't worry, I love heavy weapons. If it's not heavy, fighting is no fun!"

Hearing this, Master Yun almost laughed himself unconscious.

Is this guy brain-damaged?

I'm using a meteor hammer... and you want to compare weight with me...

One hammer strike, whether it's a longsword, a long blade, or a long spear... all you can do is passively defend!

Comparing weight with me...

In all my years and countless battles, I've never seen a weapon heavier than mine.

"In that case, let's begin..."

Zhang Xuan reluctantly nodded.

"Show me your weapon..."

Master Yun laughed, flicked his wrist, and the meteor hammer floated up, its chain clattering, stirring without wind, as if ready to shoot out and smash someone into pulp.

"It's already out..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man opposite shrugged.

Master Yun was stunned.

The other's hands were empty, no weapon in sight—what was he showing?

"Watch out above you..."

Just as he was wondering, a master from the side suddenly shouted.

"Above me?"

Startled, he quickly looked up, and his pupils contracted.

Directly above, a huge cauldron was floating, and as it saw him, it came crashing down through the air.

"I..."

He cried out in alarm, trying to dodge to the side, but found the cauldron's power too great, freezing the space around him.

Bang!

With a loud crash, the ground was smashed into a large hole. Master Yun's vision went black, and he was flattened to the ground, his two feet sticking out from under the cauldron's legs, twitching uncontrollably.

"My weapon... is really heavy!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhang Xuan returned to the table, put away the ten spirit stones, then grabbed the Jinyuan Cauldron with a wave of his hand and stored it in his ring. Looking at Master Yun, who was lying on the ground in a spread-eagle position, twitching and spitting blood, he said calmly: "Using a weapon... you lost!"

"Pfft!"

Master Yun spat blood even more vigorously.

"This... is cheating!"

"How does someone from the Qingyuan Empire have such a powerful cauldron?"

"This guy probably has the strength of an Out-of-Body expert..."

"First time by luck, second time relying on the cauldron—this guy is truly shameless!"

...

The crowd erupted again.

Normally, a fight should involve two people displaying their cultivation, exchanging blows, a fierce contest... but this guy just summoned a powerful weapon and smashed someone like that...

Too unconventional!

But...

It was Master Yun who wanted to compare weapons, and before the match, the other had clearly stated that his weapon was very heavy...

He was warned in advance and still wasn't careful... you really can't blame the other party!

But... everyone wanted to see your cultivation, and you used a weapon to suppress...

Where's your face?

"Winning two consecutive matches is enough to prove my strength! If you all have no objections, I am the strongest among you, and I'll help myself to this wine!"

Putting away the spirit stones he won from Master Yun, Zhang Xuan looked satisfied, raised his cup, swirled it, and the aroma of wine filled the air.

"Prove strength?"

Seeing him so smug, everyone's faces turned red with anger.

First time by luck, second time using a weapon...

And the strongest...

Strength is earned through fighting, not through shameless self-promotion!

"Master Zhang, I don't accept your strength... Do you dare to fight me?"

Another master stood up, his aura radiating, making the hall feel frozen.

Half-step Out-of-Body realm expert!

Among the young talents, the truly strong could no longer stand by and had to step in.