Chapter 708 - 682: Cold Spirit Constitution
Feeling the bone-chilling coldness from behind, Xiaoling finally recognized the reality, and a sense of despair and helplessness suddenly filled her heart.
Both were in the Golden Core Realm, but her early stage was worlds apart from Du Linghan’s late stage.
The gap between early and late stages was an insurmountable chasm!
Yet Xiaoling still wanted to fight to the end. Suddenly, she bit her silver teeth and turned to counterattack, her white fists wrapped in vast True Qi surged toward her opponent, but Du Linghan calmly caught them with her palm in the next moment.
The extreme cold instantly spread through her fists. Before Xiaoling could react, her entire arm was already covered in frost.
"Boom!"
Du Linghan seemingly disdained even using a sword, lifting a leg to kick Xiaoling into the air. Her figure flashed like a shadow, with lines of dancing frost Sword Qi following her!
Suspended in mid-air, Xiaoling was bombarded by Sword Qi from all directions, preventing her from falling to the ground as if an invisible force pinned her in mid-air.
Under the impact of the frost Sword Qi, cuts appeared all over her body, with blood splattering everywhere.
The tight yoga pants tore to reveal patches of a snowy scene, causing the men below to exclaim in surprise.
Even more, many men began to make lewd comments.
Hearing those blatant "comments" on Xiaoling, Sun Zhe gradually clenched his fists, his gaze coldly fixed on Du Linghan on the stage.
Despite the huge disparity in strength, clearly capable of winning with one move, she chose to use this method, deliberately using Sword Qi to tear Xiaoling’s clothes and expose her body to give the men below a "benefit"... This was undoubtedly intentional humiliation!
Qi Jie also watched in furious anger, then approached Sun Zhe and said, "This eldest young lady of the Du Family is extremely rare as she has a ’Cold Spirit Constitution.’ Her innate frost True Qi gives her a significant advantage in the same realm."
He continued, "Though she’s ruthless, this is too much... And she humiliates Xiaoling like this probably because of her mother."
Chen Ruolong asked puzzledly, "What does her mother have to do with this?"
Qi Jie looked deeply at Chen Ruolong and said, "Because her mother, like Xiaoling, is that kind of woman."
"If not for her rare Cold Spirit Constitution, given her mother’s status, she wouldn’t even be acknowledged by the Du family, not to mention having the surname Du."
Chen Ruolong frowned, "What do you mean by ’that kind of woman’?"
Qi Jie said, "Young Master Chen, you should understand what I mean. I’ve also heard some things about Xiaoling’s past. She used her looks to climb the social ladder in Kyoto, having connections with many wealthy scions, including you, Young Master Chen."
"It was only later that she showed some martial talent that my sister noticed her and took her into the Qi Family’s martial arts school."
Chen Ruolong scratched his head, "But regardless, what Du Linghan did was too much; they’re both women, why make things difficult for each other?"
Qi Jie stared at Du Linghan, who was controlling the Sword Qi to harm Xiaoling on the stage, and said, "She probably regards her mother as a disgrace and harbors hatred, so she transfers that hatred onto Xiaoling."
Chen Ruolong glanced at Sun Zhe’s profile, "Boss, what do you think?"
Sun Zhe remained expressionless, "Standing and watching."
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Amid the conversation.
Xiaoling, who was being attacked by Sword Qi, suddenly dropped to the ground.
Her body was covered in blood, with horrifying sword wounds all over, even her face was marked by bloodstains; the tattered yoga clothes exposed her figure, with even the straps of her yoga top broken, leaving her curves almost fully revealed.
Men watching below whispered among themselves, unabashedly commenting on Xiaoling, while many of Du Linghan’s fans even cheered, thanking her for the "benefit."
On the martial arts stage.
Du Linghan walked over with her sword, violently stepping on Xiaoling’s stomach.
"Dirty trash!"
"Which blind eye of Qi Xue saw value in taking you in?"
"Is the Qi Family so desperate they’ll take in anyone?"
Saying so, Du Linghan lifted her leg and kicked Xiaoling off the stage.
The crowd immediately dispersed around, afraid to get involved; some pitied and sighed, others jeered, but no one dared to assist her.
Xiaoling lie on the ground, bleeding profusely from sword wounds, struggling to her feet, she looked toward Qi Xue in the crowd, trying to get up.
Qi Xue met her gaze with indifference, making no move to help.
"Sigh."
Sun Zhe sighed, patting Chen Ruolong’s shoulder, "Come on, let’s go help her. I guess Qi Xue doesn’t want her anymore either."
After all, Xiaoling was also a disciple of the Jade Fox Sect, and Sun Zhe couldn’t bear to sit idly by.
Moreover, the experience Xiaoling gave him that night was quite good.
Seeing Sun Zhe and Chen Ruolong push through the crowd toward her, Qi Jie gritted his teeth and followed.
He was thoroughly disappointed with his sister Qi Xue now.
Sun Zhe pushed through the crowd and helped Xiaoling from the ground, then took off his coat and draped it over her, "Are you alright?"
"Thank you... I’m fine."
Chen Ruolong gritted his teeth, "Saying you’re fine? Look at the state you’re in! Take this Elixir."
Seeing Chen Ruolong offering the Qi Passage Pill, Xiaoling was momentarily flustered, "This is too valuable, Young Master Chen..."
"Less nonsense, hurry up and take it!"
Xiaoling was stunned, her expression slightly changing, these words felt familiar.
It seemed that, once in those nights, Chen Ruolong had spoken these words to her.
Chen Ruolong didn’t know what Xiaoling was thinking, instead, he turned to Qi Xue, mocking, "Is Miss Qi so heartless? No matter what, she was with you, and you can’t even help her up?"
Qi Xue retorted coldly, "I have nothing to say to useless hedonists like you."
Chen Ruolong laughed sarcastically, "Even a useless hedonist like me values loyalty and righteousness. What about you, Miss Qi?"
Qi Xue disdained to waste words with him, instead fixing her cold gaze on Sun Zhe, "If you dare to take the stage, I will cut you down."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe smiled indifferently, standing up, propping his hands on his knees, carrying the large sword as he walked directly to the martial arts stage.
"Then let me take care of Miss Du first, then you can have your turn."
Seeing this, Chen Ruolong’s eyes widened, "Damn, boss, you’re going up?"
Xiaoling was full of worry, "That Miss Du is very strong, be careful."
Sun Zhe waved a hand, "Rest assured, I’ll avenge you."
Qi Jie watched Sun Zhe gracefully ascend the stage, feeling unexpectedly excited, a trace of admiration slipping into his look.
He never imagined Sun Zhe would dare to challenge Du Linghan.
Suddenly, he felt that perhaps this was a true swordsman.
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On the martial arts stage.
Du Linghan appraised Sun Zhe, smiling lightly, "I paid attention to you earlier. What, just obtained the title of Martial Hero in the Qi Refining District, and now you want to show off in the Golden Core District?"
Sun Zhe said nothing, simply slammed the large sword he carried onto the ground.
Du Linghan said, "You’re talented, I do admire you. How about joining our Du family?"
Sun Zhe seemed impatient, "You’re too wordy, about to fight or not?"
Hearing this, Du Linghan’s gaze slightly hardened, a hint of killing intent flashing in her eyes.
From childhood till now, it was the first time anyone dared to speak to her this way.
"Since you’re in a hurry to die, I’ll grant that wish!"
As soon as she spoke, the swirling Sword Qi around her flew horizontally and vertically, quickly forming a layer of frost across the entire ground of the martial arts stage.
Sun Zhe’s gaze deepened, instantly feeling a chill sweeping through him, his joints seemed frozen, making it difficult to move.
Little Dragon Girl suddenly commented, "This Cold Spirit Constitution might be a decent tonic. How about considering making her a furnace? It might help in suppressing your Yang Qi."
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