System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests-Chapter 132 - 99: Saber Technique and Fist Technique

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Chapter 132: Chapter 99: Saber Technique and Fist Technique

"This... this, what’s going on? What happened?"

"A flying saber! It’s a flying saber!!"

"How could it be? Did anyone see how that flying saber got to that person’s neck?"

The shock of this scene to those present was no less than Jiang Divine Saber wielding a saber to kill.

Indeed, just at that moment, that master from the Celestial Evil Cult had a daunting aura, demonic flames soaring to the sky.

It was expected to be another great battle.

Yet unexpectedly, this ’Night Emperor’ merely made a gentle gesture, and the person was dead.

Even when Chu Qing shattered the Chaotic God Saber, it was not as exaggerated as this scene before their eyes.

What kind of flying saber technique could achieve this?

In an instant, everyone present dared not think deeply, for thinking further made their necks feel cold, as if a flying saber had already appeared there.

Chu Qing’s gaze swept across everyone present, not picking up the flying saber, and with a turn of his foot, his figure soared into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he had already flown away.

"Eh!?"

Fang Tianrui opened his mouth, wanting to call out to him.

But Chu Qing’s figure had long since disappeared, and for a moment, he could only sigh deeply:

"Such a master, yet without the chance to meet... what a pity."

Those present were at a loss, looking at each other.

Suddenly someone asked out loud:

"Where is the Iron Scroll of the Nine Profound Divine Skill?"

As soon as this question was asked, quite a few people had reddened eyes.

Indeed, where is the Iron Scroll of the Nine Profound Divine Skill?

Earlier, the Nine Profound Divine Skill inexplicably appeared, causing a scramble.

Then Jiang Divine Saber, wielding the Chaotic God, seemed intent on killing everyone to attract attention.

However, at this time, the matter of contending for the Nine Profound Divine Skill had yet to subside.

Until Chu Qing killed Jiang Divine Saber, in front of everyone, wanting to break the Chaotic God Saber.

The saber’s cry of the Chaotic God pierced the ears of everyone present, leaving them no time for anything else.

Now that everything had calmed down, mentioning the Nine Profound Divine Skill again, it was discovered that no one knew where it went.

Immediately, a group of people left the Divine Blade Hall to search for the Nine Profound Divine Skill.

The Divine Blade Hall held this First Grade Conference today to elevate their prestige with the Chaotic God Saber.

Originally, their plan was for no one to leave until it ended.

Unexpectedly, the method they obtained was false, the attempt at prestige backfired, leaving them turned into Sword Puppets, eventually ending in a tragic fate.

Now that Jiang Divine Saber was gone, Luo Cheng was also dead, and Qi Guan had died even earlier...

What remained were not without masters, but at this time, they weren’t enough to form a force.

This group wanted to leave, and the people of Divine Blade Hall dared not stop them.

Crowds left in batches, this lively First Grade Conference concluded in an instant.

When Chu Qing found Gentle and the others, he thought things had already calmed down, but unexpectedly, it seemed even livelier.

"What’s going on?"

Chu Qing glanced at Bian City and casually asked.

Bian City saw him return and scrutinized him closely with a look of wonder.

After a great battle, he casually killed a Celestial Evil Cult master.

Yet he remained unruffled, without a flushed face or panting... such prowess, who could match?

This wasn’t just some capricious younger brother of Third Junior Brother’s family; this was Third Junior Brother’s pillar of strength.

He chuckled, explaining to Chu Qing:

"Earlier, the Grand Elder, Hou Wenjing from Feiyun Valley, was wounded by that man in black, and you rescued him.

"Unexpectedly, a disciple from Tingtai Pavilion, holding a grudge against Feiyun Valley, took the opportunity to attack him from behind while he was gravely injured.

"Hou Wenjing was already severely injured and couldn’t hold on, he just passed away.

"Earlier, due to Jiang Divine Saber’s overwhelming threat, it mattered less.

"Now that Jiang Divine Saber and that Pei Wuji are both dead, they’re beginning to demand justice."

Chu Qing helplessly glanced at him, pointing to Mo Duxing lying on the ground:

"I was asking about what happened to him?"

The grievances between Feiyun Valley and Tingtai Pavilion, what do they have to do with him?

"Oh."

Bian City realized:

"Too weak, knocked out to save trouble."

Chu Qing nodded:

"If there’s nothing else, let’s go."

"Not joining the excitement?"

Bian City asked.

"Not interested."

Chu Qing truly had no interest in these gang disputes.

At the time with Celestial Dance City, the circumstances were different; his home was there, so everything was closely tied to him.

He had no reason to let it go.

Now... they were merely other people’s affairs, why bother?

Moreover, he had completed two tasks at once and was anxious to return to the inn to open his chests.

Who had time to waste here?

Bian City pouted and carried Mo Duxing on his back.

Chu Qing, together with Gentle and accompanied by these two senior brothers, swaggered out of the Divine Blade Hall.

Looking back, the city within the city still appeared rather majestic.

However, Chu Qing seemed to have already foreseen it collapsing with a crash.

"Jiang Divine Saber dominated the Martial World for forty years, yet ended up like this."

Bian City sighed softly:

"The vicissitudes of the Martial World..."

Chu Qing pondered for a moment, but before he could speak, the sound of hoofbeats was heard.

Looking up, he saw a white horse galloping forward at full speed.

In a flash, it reached them.

Cao Qiupu, on the horse’s back, hurriedly shouted ’Whoa’, and the white horse reared its front hooves, landing after a moment, snorting hard, and steadily stopping before Chu Qing’s group.

"Third Brother!"

Cao Qiupu leaped down from the horse’s back:

"Seeing you in this state... could it be the First Grade Conference has already ended?"

"...Where did Hero Cao go?"

Chu Qing glanced at him twice: "Why do you look so weather-beaten?"

"Allow Third Brother to laugh."

Cao Qiupu smiled helplessly:

"Two days ago, I went to find two old friends, but unexpectedly received a message suddenly.