I Only Know How to Bully Noobs

Chapter 75: So You Can Misjudge People Too

Seeing that a fight was about to break out, the surrounding crowd immediately scattered.

Watching excitement was one thing, but when martial artists really started fighting, it was best to run as far away as possible.

"Sun Shicai!"

Suddenly, another voice rang out.

This time, it was a woman.

Sun Shicai turned his head and was shocked, "It's you?"

In that instant, everything became clear to him.

No wonder Huo Qianqian and the others dared to provoke him.

No wonder Yu Xiuming would abandon him.

No wonder...

He had lost without injustice!

This direct disciple of the Xiaoshui Sect not only possessed superb swordsmanship but was also highly skilled in social interactions, with countless sons of noble families fawning over her.

She was definitely not a simple character.

He never imagined that the mastermind behind it all was her!

"Why?"

Sun Shicai's eyes were tinged red, and his throat let out a roar like a wounded beast, "I've never wronged you. Why must you harm me like this?"

If it had only been Zhang Mingyu and Chen Ming, he could have easily dealt with them.

But with the addition of Xiao Zhuyun, facing three at once, there was no way he could come out unscathed today.

Xiao Zhuyun said coldly, "If you must blame someone, blame yourself for taking something you shouldn’t have. Uncle Huo has always carried with him a relic of our sect’s Uncle Tang. Hidden inside it is the sect’s inheritance."

Sun Shicai was startled and cried out, "You mean... that Three Yin Body Tempering Technique?"

Xiao Zhuyun said, "That’s right. So it really is in your hands."

For a moment, Sun Shicai was overwhelmed with grief and indignation.

All this had happened over a body tempering technique that was of no use to him.

He glared resentfully and said, "Why didn’t you say so earlier? I would have returned it to you right away."

Xiao Zhuyun said, "It’s not too late even now. As long as you’re willing to return it to me, I will no longer interfere in your grudges."

Sun Shicai clutched at the offer like a drowning man grabbing a lifeline, "You mean that?"

"Naturally."

"Fine, that manual is in a hidden compartment under the bed in my room. You may go look for it yourself."

Xiao Zhuyun’s face remained icy cold, "You’d better not be lying. If you are, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, our sect will hunt you down."

Sun Shicai swore a deadly oath, "If I utter a single lie, may I die a miserable death."

"Good."

As she finished speaking, Xiao Zhuyun leapt onto a nearby rooftop.

With a few light steps, she vanished from sight.

…

On the rooftop of a house next to the Governor’s Office.

Zhao Xiyan, dressed in a light purple dress, snorted as she observed from above, "I always knew that woman was pretending. Sure enough, she’s cold and selfish, leaving them behind like that."

Beside her stood a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boy with fair skin and refined features.

He was holding an umbrella to shield Zhao Xiyan from the sun, and reminded her, "Sis, didn’t you want to win over that Chen Ming guy? He’s in danger now. Should you help him?"

"To think he got involved with that Xiao woman—does he have a death wish?"

Zhao Xiyan suddenly snapped, "How are you holding the umbrella? The sun’s hitting my face."

"Sorry."

Zhao Daxian quickly apologized and adjusted the umbrella.

He muttered, "Sis, if he dies, that saber manual of yours will be wasted."

Zhao Xiyan replied unhappily, "You think I don’t know that? But we can’t get involved in this matter."

After all, Sun Shicai was a Seventh Grade Patrol Envoy of the Six Doors Authority.

Her father merely dismissed him, clearly signaling that this was a personal matter.

The Six Doors would not intervene.

If she acted now, people would assume it was her father’s will.

"Oh."

Zhao Daxian nodded as if half-understanding.

Zhao Xiyan looked at Chen Ming in the distance and grew even more annoyed.

To be mixing with a woman like Xiao Zhuyun—he deserved to die.

…

"Three Yin Body Tempering?"

Chen Ming heard the name of the technique and was a bit surprised.

Why did it sound so similar to the Three Yang Body Tempering he practiced?

The thought flashed by in an instant.

As soon as Xiao Zhuyun left, Sun Shicai attacked ferociously, aiming straight for him.

Blazing Wind Scorches Cloth!

He unleashed a killing move from the Five Elements Saber Technique.

Before the blade even reached him, Chen Ming could already feel the overwhelming murderous intent.

It was completely different from any opponent he had faced before.

This was a real life-and-death battle.

In comparison, all his previous fights had been mere sparring matches.

A wave of heroic passion surged in Chen Ming’s heart, goosebumps rose all over his body.

Excited, his blood boiled.

He raised his saber, and responded with a move—Virtue Carries the Weight.

Clang!

The two blades collided fiercely in mid-air.

Chen Ming felt a numbness in his arm and staggered back a step.

He realized that the opponent’s strength was far superior.

He must not engage head-on!

"Impossible!"

By contrast, Sun Shicai was stunned.

He had gone all out with his strike, yet failed to knock away Chen Ming’s saber.

He was deeply shocked.

Hadn’t he just broken through to the Seventh Grade a month ago?

Yet his strength was only slightly weaker than his own?

He was at the peak of Seventh Grade, with fully developed qi and blood.

It must be because of his cultivation technique!

"Old Ghost, how could you be so biased!"

He couldn’t understand.

How was he inferior to this Chen Ming?

Why would Huo Chengkun pass on such a divine art to this lowly-talented boy instead of himself?

"Why!"

Sun Shicai was nearly driven mad by jealousy.

His eyes were bloodshot.

Each strike faster and more vicious than the last, his killing intent boiling over.

...

From the rooftop, Zhao Daxian looked at the dire situation Chen Ming was in and reminded, "Sis, if you don’t act now, he’s really going to die."

Smack!

Zhao Xiyan suddenly slapped the back of his head.

Zhao Daxian looked aggrieved, "Why did you hit me?"

Zhao Xiyan gave him a sidelong glance, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. You just want to get me scolded by Father."

"No, I don’t." Zhao Daxian looked guilty and lowered his head.

Zhao Xiyan ignored her scheming younger brother and focused intently on the fight below.

She said, "This Sun Shicai truly deserves his reputation for clawing his way up from the bottom. His saber skills might even surpass Qin Jinlin’s."

"Sis, didn’t you used to call him Brother Qin? Why are you using his full name now?"

Zhao Xiyan couldn’t be bothered to answer and continued, "Chen Ming’s saber skills aren’t bad, but they’re still too immature—huh?"

As she spoke, she suddenly let out a soft gasp.

A flash of blood had appeared below.

Chen Ming, who had been on the backfoot, suddenly used an incredibly exquisite saber move.

Not only did he break Sun Shicai’s technique, but he even wounded his shoulder.

In an instant, the tide of the battle turned.

Now it was Chen Ming who had the upper hand.

"This—"

She was dumbfounded.

It was completely unexpected.

Zhao Daxian exclaimed, "Sis, so you can misjudge people sometimes."

…

Impossible!

Sun Shicai’s entire side was drenched in blood.

Clutching his saber with one hand, he barely fended off Chen Ming’s familiar yet foreign saber technique.

He was in a wretched state, with none of his earlier dominance.

He let out a desolate roar, "This isn’t the Five Elements Saber Technique at all… Huo Chengkun, how could you be so biased… I refuse to accept this!"

Slash!

With a flash of blood, his saber arm was severed at the elbow, blood gushing out.

The next moment, his chest was pierced by a blade.

He grabbed the saber’s spine with his remaining hand, eyes wide, mouth agape, blood foaming.

He seemed to be trying to say something.

Chen Ming looked at him coldly and said, "If you have any last words, tell Old Huo in the afterlife."

He pulled out his saber.

Sun Shicai died instantly, collapsing to the ground with eyes wide open.

【You have killed a level 39 enemy. Gained 5,000 experience points.】

Five thousand points!

Chen Ming was startled by the number in the prompt.

So killing an enemy gave more experience than merely defeating them.

…

Zhang Mingyu, who had been watching Chen Ming’s back the whole time, saw that Sun Shicai was finally dead.

His eyes reddened as he walked forward, drew his saber, and chopped off Sun Shicai’s head.

He placed the head before the memorial tablets of Huo Chengkun and the senior disciples.

With a thud, he knelt to the ground and wept, "Master, First Senior Brother, Second Senior Sister, Fifth Junior Brother. That dog Sun Shicai is dead. You can rest in peace now!"

Huo Qianqian and the dozen registered disciples also knelt down and cried.

Only Chen Ming remained standing.

He was not Huo Chengkun’s disciple and had no reason to kneel.

He couldn’t help but think of Fifth Junior Brother Hong Mingquan’s orphaned son, Hong Zilin.

If that boy knew his father’s killer was dead, he would surely be gratified.

Then he sighed a little.

In truth, he had no deep grudge or conflict with Sun Shicai.

It had all escalated to a life-and-death struggle because Sun Shicai mistakenly believed that Huo Chengkun had passed the sect’s inheritance to him.

He suddenly understood what it meant to be helpless in the world of martial arts.

Even if you tried not to stir trouble, sometimes trouble would come looking for you, and there was no way to avoid it.