Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 437 - 410: So What?

Before this, Qin Qing had been using the Azure Dragon Spear as a weapon to attack, so the disciples of Tai’a Academy hadn’t even remembered that Qin Qing was a Sword Cultivator.

But at that moment, the Sword Intent within Qin Qing suddenly erupted, catching several disciples of Tai’a Academy off guard and striking them with Sword Qi.

"Die!"

Qin Qing’s cold eyes swept over, and the Flying Sword in his hand shot out suddenly.

A disciple of Tai’a Academy was instantly killed by the Flying Sword.

Next, Qin Qing took a step forward, the void trembled, Sword Qi crisscrossed, and he attacked another Tai’a Academy disciple.

"Puchi, puchi!"

Another Tai’a Academy disciple fell to Qin Qing’s Sword Qi.

Only then did those disciples from Tai’a Academy realize how powerful Qin Qing’s swordsmanship truly was.

His Sword Qi was terrifyingly formidable!

"Cang Yuan, form up!"

Qin Qing shouted in a low voice and then looked over at Zhu Linglong and Zhong Hongwen in the distance.

Zhu Linglong and Zhong Hongwen understood immediately, they didn’t even need Qin Qing to speak, and they knew what to do.

Quickly, the Black Tortoise Battle Formation and Vermilion Bird Battle Array were formed.

And here, Qin Qing and Cang Yuan formed up once again.

The Four Symbols Battle Array was activated once more.

Even though seven disciples from Wind-Fire Academy had died in the melee, it didn’t affect the formation of the Four Symbols Battle Array as practiced before.

Within a Quarter of an Hour, the Battle Array was formed again.

"Kill!"

"Kill these bastards from Tai’a Academy!"

"Die!"

The disciples of Wind-Fire Academy roared and screamed.

For years, the disciples of Wind-Fire Academy had been oppressed by Tai’a Academy, and they didn’t even dare to leave their own academy’s gates.

Countless Wind-Fire Academy disciples had died at the hands of Tai’a Academy disciples, and many of those who died were friends, relatives, or fellow sect brothers of those on this Ancient Battlefield.

For many, their emotions ran deep.

Yet they had to watch them die at the hands of Tai’a Academy disciples.

How could such hatred be resolved?

So... the disciples of Wind-Fire Academy were like madmen, their hearts filled with hatred, and the repression of many years was completely unleashed at that moment!

"Kill kill kill!"

For years, the disciples of Tai’a Academy had been as arrogant as they could be.

But in this battle of the Ancient Battlefield, they were as wretched as they could get.

Even Li Mu and Zhou Wen could only defend themselves at this point, they were no longer able to resist and were being forced to retreat...

Qin Qing controlled the Four Symbols Battle Array, which spun and crushed incessantly throughout the Ancient Battlefield, like a giant millstone relentlessly grinding and slaughtering.

The Vermilion Bird Battle Array burst forth with dazzling flames, illuminating the heavens.

The Azure Dragon Battle Formation erupted with endless azure light, falling from the sky, each beam filled with terrifying penetrative force, as if nothing could withstand it.

The Black Tortoise Battle Formation then burst forth with endless Thunder Blade, ravaging and tearing through the void.

The White Tiger Battle Formation stirred up endless Sword Qi, like a Sword Qi River, churning back and forth.

"Sun Qi! Die!"

Zhu Linglong glared coldly at the person before her.

This person was Sun Qi, one of the Tai’a Ten Heroes.

Zhu Linglong once had a senior sister with whom she had a very good relationship. She taught Zhu Linglong cultivation, and when Zhu Linglong was still young, that senior sister would take her running through the mountains and fields, playing and practicing together.

But during the last Tianyong battle, Zhu Linglong watched her senior sister die at the hands of Sun Qi.

And now... Zhu Linglong finally had the chance to avenge her!

"Puchi!"

Zhu Linglong’s Longsword pierced Sun Qi’s chest.

Sun Qi stared at Zhu Linglong with shock and disbelief in his eyes.

It seemed he could never have imagined that such a day would come!

"Die!"

Zhu Linglong flicked her wrist.

Sun Qi was immediately shredded by the chaotic Sword Qi.

Zhu Linglong took a deep breath and whispered, "Senior Sister Lu, I’ve avenged you!"

At the same time, Zhong Hongwen’s gaze was cold as he stared at a disciple from Tai’a Academy in front of him, one of the Tai’a Ten Heroes, Fu Wenshan.

"Fu Wenshan, today is the day you die!"

Zhong Hongwen whispered as he wielded his Flying Sword like a dragon, unleashing one mighty Sword Qi after another, each strike a bolt of lightning piercing towards Fu Wenshan.

Fu Wenshan, covered in wounds, clumsily defended himself, dodging incessantly.

But fresh injuries continued to accumulate on his body.

"Kill!"

As Zhong Hongwen roared, the might of the Black Tortoise Battle Formation exploded at that moment, and a terrifying Sword Momentum suddenly descended.

Fu Wenshan’s gaze turned blank, and he stood frozen on the spot, no longer moving an inch.

Suddenly, a horrifying Sword Qi burst forth from within him, tearing his body to shreds in an instant.

It turned out the Sword Qi had erupted from the ground, entering his body from beneath and completely shredding him in that brief moment.

Fu Wenshan perished on the spot!

This member of the Tai’a Ten Heroes ended his glorious life.

And Zhong Hongwen, after killing Fu Wenshan, knelt on the ground with a tremble in his eyes, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

He looked towards the distance, in the direction of the Wind-Fire Academy.

In the graveyard behind the Wind-Fire Academy, lay Zhong Hongwen’s beloved—Mo Yunwei; Mo Yunwei was buried in that graveyard.

A year ago during the Tianyong battle, Mo Yunwei died at the hands of Fu Wenshan.

This time, Zhong Hongwen personally avenged his significant other, Mo Yunwei.

"Whoosh!"

At that very moment, a crimson spear light suddenly attacked from behind.

This spear light, targeting the vital point on Zhong Hongwen’s back, approached with deadly force.

"Swoosh!"

In that dangerous moment, Qin Qing suddenly appeared, positioning himself behind Zhong Hongwen. With a swing of his Azure Dragon Spear, he blocked the menacing crimson spear light.

"Senior Zhong, be careful!" Qin Qing looked towards Zhong Hongwen.

Zhong Hongwen took a deep breath, his eyes filled with a hint of fear.

Because he had just killed Fu Wenshan, the hatred in his heart finally vented, which made him relax, allowing someone to seize the opportunity.

If not for Qin Qing, he would have likely been severely injured or dead.

"Thank you, Senior Qin. From now on, you are the eldest disciple of the Wind-Fire Academy!"

Zhong Hongwen looked at Qin Qing.

By this point, he had completely accepted Qin Qing’s superiority.

Before Qin Qing came to the Wind-Fire Academy, Zhong Hongwen had totally lost faith in it.

As for the battle of Tianyong, he had no hope whatsoever.

But Zhong Hongwen was determined to take part in this Tianyong battle from the start; he wanted to avenge Mo Yunwei, but he was also clear on the fact that the task would be extremely difficult, almost hopeless.

Therefore, when he heard Qin Qing and the others discuss participating in the Tianyong battle while at the graveyard, he spoke mockingly.

He simply didn’t want to see Qin Qing and the others head to their deaths at Tianyong, not wanting to witness others share Mo Yunwei’s fate under the hands of Tai’a Academy disciples.

However, regarding the battle of Tianyong, he never had any intention of backing down.

Later, Qin Qing went to the Sword Pavilion to partake in the Sword Pond baptism.

He not only succeeded in returning but also gained the chance for the Sword Pond baptism, and Zhu Linglong and Cang Yuan also underwent the baptism.

This made Zhong Hongwen take a new look at things; he had once entered the Sword Pavilion but missed the chance for the Sword Pond baptism. Nevertheless, he obtained a Sword Fruit and hence progressed astonishingly on the path of the sword.

And with Qin Qing, Cang Yuan, and Zhu Linglong all having received the Sword Pond baptism, there was a flicker of belief in Zhong Hongwen.

Belief that they could indeed lead an uprising for the Wind-Fire Academy.

Later, it was Qin Qing who led over forty disciples of the Wind-Fire Academy to practice the Battle Array, merging it with the Spiritual Array, making Zhong Hongwen truly see hope.

They had indeed succeeded!

At the very least, they achieved a significant victory in this first round, crushing the once insurmountable Tai’a Academy to a disarrayed defeat!

And Zhong Hongwen also fulfilled his goal of exacting vengeance.

He killed Fu Wenshan and avenged Mo Yunwei!

"Yun Wei, did you see that? I’ve avenged you; I killed Fu Wenshan—I killed that bastard!"

Zhong Hongwen cried out within his heart, looking gratefully at Qin Qing before him. He well knew that his chance to avenge today was thanks to Qin Qing.

Qin Qing had come to the Wind-Fire Academy, bringing hope with him.

"Hahahaha..."

Atop a peak, Zhu Jirong couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Zhao Wuji, what do you say now?"

"What good are those despicable tactics of yours?"

"Your Tai’a Academy has lost!"