Extra's Strategy: Cultivate Protagonists, Become Invincible-Chapter 82: Mu Ran’s Law

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Chapter 82: Mu Ran’s Law

"Don’t look down on my shaft, you trash! If there is one weapon in this arena you do not want to be hit by, it’s this weapon of mine!"

Han Xuhan’s boast made even Zhanxian cringe visibly.

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His opponent, whose figure was a foot taller and two feet wider than Han Xuhan, took off a heavy sword from his back. One glance at his movements was enough to tell that he was a professional in fighting with a sword.

"Oh, I’m not bragging." Han Xuhan’s grin got wider. Looking at his face, nobody would be able to tell that his heart was beating at twice its ordinary rate.

"This glaive of mine fell into a pile of zombie innards while I was on my way here through the fog. Judging by the stink there, I can assure you that the zombie ate some very questionable substance before its death!

"But I didn’t have the time to wash the filth off properly. Looks like your clothes are going to make a fine cleaning rag for my weapon. Hahahah!"

Every cultivator in the stadium suddenly felt a wave of nausea washing over their body like an unstoppable tide. Han Xuhan’s opponent was certainly not an exception to this effect.

But after hesitating for a moment, he still decided to advance. Not too far away from them, Qian Yun’s feet also started moving.

Seeing his opponent’s determination, Han Xuhan took out his small waterskin and squeezed out a mouthful, spraying it on the Glaive.

Then he swung the wet shaft around wildly, sending out droplets of water everywhere. His oncoming enemy was the first to get hit by the handmade rain.

With a grimace, he backed off a few feet, but stubbornly stood his ground, sword raised horizontally.

"You clown, do you think I can’t read your movements? You’ve never learned how to handle a weapon in your life, have you? It’s okay, I’m going to teach you why you should have, right now." he said.

Such a cool duel-opener! Such a professional pose!

Han Xuhan instantly copied this young hero in front of him. But the pose he struck made the other guy grind his teeth in further humiliation.

"It is true that I have never held a weapon. But have you ever been showered with sewage water?" Han Xuhan said, enjoying the scene.

"It’s okay if you haven’t. You’re about to experience that right now." He added while swishing the broken shaft with the expertise of a rookie drummer.

Another cultivator nearby couldn’t tolerate the claim and joined the shouting contest.

"Bullshit! Are you saying you filled your waterskin with sewage water? You just drank from it!"

"The water was fine when it was in my waterskin. But this shaft was in many other things, and the sewage water wasn’t even the worst of them. I haven’t even described the appearance of the feces that had spilled out from the mutilated corpses!"

"....You’re making it up! You’re actually scared that I’m going to come closer, aren’t you?"

"Hahaha! Why don’t you prove yourself correct by coming closer, then?" Han Xuhan retorted while swinging the wet shaft more forcefully, trying to make the waterdrops land closer to his opponent.

Their battle had turned into a shouting match by now. Half the people in the arena were staring at them, uncertain about how to react to this farce.

Several cultivators decided that they had had enough of Han Xuhan’s antics. The weapons they brought into display and the intensity of the qi that rolled within the stadium made Han Xuhan realize that this wasn’t going to end with minor scratches and sore muscles.

Time to use the backup!

"You know, the droplets of water he’s throwing around could have been laced with poison, instead of excrement..."

Those words were like a magic spell. All of his opponents came to a halt, expressions turning cautious.

The warning had come from the cyan-robed man standing a few meters away.

"I have just had a conversation with him," Qian Yun said in a flat tone, pointing at Han Xuhan accusingly.

"He let slip that his master is a senior from the Black Lotus Circus. I don’t think I need to elaborate further on why you should think twice about going near him. For an ancient inheritance, some cultivators can go to extreme lengths."

All of them retreated faster than they had advanced. Within seconds, a fifty-meter radius around Han Xuhan was emptied.

Wow!

Han Xuhan had no idea what the Black Lotus Circus was, but that name seemed to have some notoriety!

Grinning under the mask, Han Xuhan surveyed the cautious cultivators in the distance. His objective was to get some alone time with Mu Ran’s carvings. And everyone in that spot right now was staring at him the way one would stare at a poisonous snake.

Han Xuhan put his arms behind himself and strolled towards them in a relaxed manner. A few of them retreated immediately. And those who looked unwilling retreated when Han Xuhan took out his waterskin for another swig.

Striding over to Mu Ran’s writings, he sat down and slowly started running his qi replenishing cycle.

The qi filled up the grooves on the ground in the same way it had filled the texts on the walls. After half an hour had passed, the entire jumble of engraved texts was crammed full with qi.

Han Xuhan felt the familiar sensation of the info dump exploding inside his brain moments after once more.

The unfamiliar words on the ground started making sense after a few seconds and Han Xuhan could finally notice the specialty of the text instead of the simple, two-dimensional, plain marks on the ground that left little impression to the naked eye.

[ Any physique transformation realm cultivator who has comprehended the language of laws or has the ability to activate a single law fragment in this circle of laws shall be eligible to advance past this circle of laws. ]

The meaning and the implications of the text left him dumbstruck.

Something did not add up!

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