I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1115 - 1116 Do You Seriously Call This 8 Years
Chapter 1115: Chapter 1116: Do You Seriously Call This 8 Years Old?
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Chapter 1115: Chapter 1116: Do You Seriously Call This 8 Years Old?
“Who is this old man?”
“Which sect’s Elder is this? I’ve never seen him before!”
The cultivators below were also in a state of confusion. An old man had gone up, followed by another old man. Well, this was fine by them, as two old men fighting had nothing to do with the younger generation.
The Island Master and the Great Elder were also stunned. Where had these two old men come from?
They had noticed something unusual about these two during the gathering of geniuses at the White Jade Tower, and now here they were appearing on the platform again. However, this development was to their liking today; having veteran experts step forward meant that the juniors of the Blood Demon Sect wouldn’t have to take the risk.
Atop a stone column, the Second Elder who had been dozing and restoring his energy suddenly opened his eyes and stared intently at the scene below.
“Who… who are you?”
“What do you mean?”
The Elder from the Sea Clan said somewhat blankly. He had a nagging feeling that something was not right. This old man before him seemed difficult to deal with, and his strength might very well be above his own.
“It doesn’t mean anything. It’s my turn for the fourth match, so naturally, I came up. Is there a problem?”
“Aren’t you also here according to the order of the Tokens?”
Yitilou spoke evenly as he lifted the number four Token in his hand.
“Hmph! Everything I’ve done to get up here is by the rules, but it’s different for you. If you don’t meet the age requirement, you cannot participate!”
The Elder from the Sea Clan snorted coldly, grabbing Yitilou’s outstretched wrist and squinting to perceive carefully. In an instant, his face changed dramatically.
The bone age of this old man before him was shockingly young. He even thought his perception was faulty and felt compelled to sense it again. Cold sweat started to seep out instantly.
“Eight… eight years old?”
“You’re damn eight years old?”
The Elder from the Sea Clan’s face was full of disbelief. Bone age cannot be falsified, and that was common knowledge in the Cultivation World. Yet, the inexplicably appearing Elder before him had truly upturned his understanding.
No matter how he sensed it, the conclusion was shockingly consistent. The old man had a terrifyingly young bone age, around eight years old, which was equivalent to a child’s.
Eight years old, what kind of nonsense is that?
Do you call this eight years old?
“No, no, you must have used some trick. Island Master, verify him!”
The Elder from the Sea Clan shouted. Bone age, like the annual rings of a tree, reflected how many springs and autumns one had experienced and was ingrained in one’s bones. This was something no one could change unless they underwent a bone and blood transformation.
But even if you were to replace bones, you would have to replace them with an adult’s bones, right? Child bones are tiny, how could they possibly match the size of the old man’s body before him?
There must be something fishy going on.
“Let me take a look.”
A strange flicker passed through the Island Master’s eyes as she laid her slender fingers on the wrist of the Elder from the Sea Clan, and after a detailed check with closed eyes, a hint of shock flashed across her face momentarily.
She was at the Saint Realm level of cultivation, and her perception was much deeper than that of the Elder from the Sea Clan. She discovered that not only did this Elder have a mere eight years of bone age, but his body also lacked any cultivation level. There was no Immortal Yuan Power at all, which was unthinkable.
Those who could be around this platform could not possibly have no trace of Immortal Yuan Power. Even an ordinary person with no cultivation skills would have at least some Immortal Yuan Power naturally seeping in.
To put it in numbers, if their cultivators’ Immortal Yuan Power was a hundred, then an ordinary person’s would be one, never zero.
This old man’s strength was far from ordinary. He could perfectly hide his cultivation level, and even she could not detect it.
“The bone age is indeed eight years old, and there is no falsifying that.”
The Island Master composed herself, quickly returning to her unfazed state.
“By age, there’s no issue. Both parties are equal genius youths. There’s also no problem with the order of entry. If Young Master Huang Se has no objections, then let the competition continue as usual.”
Leaving these words behind, the Island Master floated away with the Great Elder, leaving only the dumbfounded Elder from the Sea Clan.
“Fuck, eight years old!”
“That old man is eight years old?”
“Do you take me for a fool?”
“This is eight years old?”
The geniuses were all disheveled by the wind. An Elder old enough to be their grandfather, only eight years old? Who are they trying to fool?
There is no shortage of oddities in our vast world. The techniques used by the two Elders on the platform were truly shocking, capable of deceiving heaven and hiding their bone age. However, it seemed that the Island Master was biased toward the younger generation of geniuses, turning a blind eye and letting the two old men decide the victor.
“Hehehe, at eight years old, I’m already invincible!”
“Any other issues? Shall we start fighting then?”
Yitilou chuckled as he spoke.
“Fellow daoist is eight, but alas, I am already twenty, a full twelve years your senior. I should address you as ‘Younger Brother’ in respect of my age, and as your elder, I don’t wish to harm you. How about we keep this platform battle to light sparring and avoid any damage to our reputations?”
The Elder from the Sea Clan spoke slowly with his hands behind his back, assuming the stance of an elder advising his junior.
“No problem, rest assured. I’m a very easy-going person.”
“I only feel pity for giegie!”
Yitilou also had his hands behind his back, his smile beaming.
Damn it, this Sea Clan really is shameless, bullying a junior and acting righteous. Wait till the fight starts, he’ll kill him.
On the surface, the conversation between the two seemed harmonious, but something about these two old men seemed off no matter how you looked at it.
“If that’s the case, then I will make my move!”
“Battle the Eight Directions!”
The Elder from the Sea Clan shouted deeply, and with a swipe of his hands in the air, a dark blue saber burst forth, dancing in the air and slashing towards Yitilou with immense force.
A colossal waterfall of water cascaded from the sky in the void, crashing down fiercely onto Yitilou’s shoulder, tearing his ragged clothes to shreds and revealing his skinny, feeble, and aged body.
Yet Yitilou still wore a grin on his face, unscathed by the saber’s strike, his body not even marked by a single scratch.
“This…”
The Elder from the Sea Clan was in shock. He hadn’t held back in the slightest, launching his killing move right from the start. How could it be that he couldn’t even break through the opponent’s flesh?
“Draw Sword, Water Breaker!”
The saber in the Elder’s hand swept through the air, raising waves upon waves, crashing like thunderous roars. At that moment, his Half-Saint Realm cultivation was unmistakably displayed, with a terrifying aura pervading as the waves turned into sharp blades sweeping through, submerging Yitilou within.
Each droplet of water transformed into the essence of the blade; the Elder’s use of the sword’s essence was brilliantly refined, so much so that even his peers wouldn’t dare to directly receive such a strike.
But the next scene stunned him completely. An aged palm allowed the water infused with terrifying blade essence to slash through it and calmly reached out, seizing the water saber in his hands without a single injury.
“Ten Paths of the Heavens!”
A slightly hoarse voice echoed softly, drifting into the ears of the Elder from the Sea Clan. Soon after, the rampaging waves shattered abruptly, scattering in all directions. Yitilou pulled the saber closer, baring his yellowed teeth in front of the appalled crowd, and bit down hard.
