Volume 2 That World Chapter 23: Unfathomable Silence
"Where are the people?"
Qi Ji had a smile on his face and a sarcastic look in his eyes.
He looked a little disheveled, his whole body was soaked in sweat, and he looked like he was about to die.
But the remaining challengers were already numb and no one dared to go forward.
No one knows where Qi Ji's limit is!
He looked exhausted as early as when he beat the eighth person.
At that time they thought the opportunity had come and they immediately continued, but they were still ruthlessly crushed by Qi Ji and failed.
In fact, Qi Ji became more and more ruthless as the fight progressed, and several attackers were nearly killed by his special moves.
If it weren't for the extraordinary healers' full efforts to treat them, there would be at least five more bodies on the field.
In fact, because Qi Ji's moves were too brutal, his opponents were mostly either dying or disabled, which exhausted the therapist in charge of the Jiange side of the arena. As a last resort, they temporarily transferred a therapist to rotate.
Seeing that no one else responded to the challenge, Yu Chengen jumped onto the stage with a smile and began to announce the results loudly.
"The Jiange Arena will defend forty matches today. The defense rounds have been completed. If there are still those who intend to attack, please move to other arenas!"
Then he continued, "Please go to the evaluation office to claim the relevant strength evaluation of today's challengers later, and you can also get considerable challenge rewards!"
Looking at Yu Chengen's side, Qi Ji was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.
I saw him gently wipe the sweat off his face, and his body gradually straightened up, no longer looking weak at all.
He was really pretending!
Qi Ji sneered at the contestants below the stage who were looking up at him. Among them were many people dressed in the attire of Liaoyuan Sect, Divine Blade Tower and the Demon Exorcist Society. These people's eyes were now filled with fear and even a bit of dread of him.
So he sneered and spoke in a voice that was not loud, but loud enough for the audience to hear.
"Continue tomorrow, I'll be waiting for you!"
Then he turned around and strode off the stage.
His teammates in the audience had already stood up and were waiting for his return.
The first one to come forward was the number one bootlicker, Ueizumi Yiren. His injuries had long been healed by the therapist, and now he was full of energy.
"Qi Ji-san! As expected of you! The man who defeated me!" His expression was extremely exaggerated, as if he was looking at an invincible swordsman. "You defeated thirteen powerful enemies in a row. In our Sakura Country, a story like yours will become a legend!"
"Qi Ji, well done!"
Bai Tianhe stood next to Shangquan Yiren and did not say anything exaggerated, but his slightly nodded expression showed that he rarely agreed with Shangquan Yiren's praise.
Qin Zijin couldn't help but come forward and take a closer look at Qi Ji's body. He asked with some concern, "I suggest you get treatment. Although you don't seem to have been directly attacked, continuous high-intensity fighting may cause some hidden injuries."
Qi Ji nodded. Although he was sure that he was not injured, he had long wanted to experience the extraordinary method of using "Qi" to heal injuries.
Today, he personally struck several enemies to the brink of death, and then saw the healer's hands glowing as he pressed them on the enemies. Not long after, he saw the dying people standing up as if nothing had happened.
This type of treatment alone has already interpreted the word "supernatural" very vividly. This is an effect that cannot be achieved in the magic-free inner realm no matter what.
Su Jingqiu looked at Qi Ji with a strange look in her eyes. She said softly, "After this martial arts performance, how about we have a competition?"
Qi Ji looked at the senior sister who was about to enter the extraordinary realm, smiled and nodded: "Okay."
While they were chatting, the attackers and spectators gathered at the Jiange Arena gradually dispersed because the challengers had completed their defense rounds ahead of schedule.
Yu Chengen came over with a man and said with a smile: "Qi Ji, you performed very well today!"
Without waiting for Qi Ji to answer, he pulled the person next to him over. This person was thin, with bright eyes. He looked to be around 40 years old, a few years older than Yu Chengen. He was the therapist accompanying the Jiange arena today.
"This is our Sword Pavilion's 'fortune teller', Elder Yuan Weizong. Qi Ji, come quickly and let Elder Yuan check if you are injured." Yu Chengen motioned Qi Ji to come forward.
Fortune teller?
It turns out that this is what the healers in the Outlands are called.
Qi Ji stepped forward and greeted politely: "Hello, Elder Yuan."
Yuan Weizong glared at Qi Ji impatiently: "You are too heavy-handed, kid. In order to save your opponent's life, I almost couldn't recover my Qi!"
Several people looked at each other.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a moment.
The next second, he laughed out loud: "But, well done! Nice beating!"
He then pulled Qi Ji over, a milky white light appeared on his hand and he pressed it on Qi Ji's chest, and continued, "None of those three sects are good! Hehe, when I treated them, I deliberately treated them a little slowly to make them suffer enough."
Yu Chengen immediately laughed and said, "Old Yuan, Old Yuan, I didn't expect that a fortune teller like you would be so unethical. I can only say - well done!"
Yuan Weizong chuckled and stopped talking. Instead, he carefully manipulated the Qi in his hands and injected it into Qi Ji's body.
As soon as the glowing hand touched his chest, Qi Ji felt an inexplicable heat spreading from his chest to his entire body within a few breaths.
Then, he felt that the aches and pains all over his body caused by fighting more than ten games in a row were healed almost instantly. Then, his already very tired body began to recover rapidly.
After a while, Yuan Weizong withdrew his hand, and the warm current flowing through Qi Ji's body disappeared.
Qi Ji thought about it carefully and actually felt that his body had recovered to its peak state.
I couldn't help but sigh: "Is this 'Qi'? It's really magical."
In fact, when he practiced the meridian nourishing method, he could also attract some Qi to participate in nourishing the body, but this was the first time he experienced the feeling of actually manipulating Qi to treat the body like Yuan Weizong .
I can only say that the effect is quite shocking.
Yuan Weizong patted Qi Ji on the shoulder and said, "With your qualities, I have no doubt that you will be able to enter the extraordinary realm . I hope you can come to Jiange to serve as a guest elder by then."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Yu Chengen gave Qi Ji and the others some words of encouragement and then went off to get busy.
As the elders of Jian Ge, everyone who comes to Jian Du is busy, as there are a large number of matters that need to be coordinated and handled by them every day.
"What should we do now?" Qi Ji turned his head and looked at Qin Zijin.
Su Jingqiu spoke first: "It's customary to return gifts. Why don't we go and see the situation of those three families?"
Qin Zijin's eyes lit up: "I agree!"
Bai Tianhe nodded slightly: "It's feasible!"
Shangquan Yiren was delighted: "Are you going to mess things up?"
The group set off immediately, and their first target was the arena in the Divine Sword Building.
When Qi Ji and others were heading to the arena belonging to the Divine Sword Tower.
Under the arena of the Divine Sword Building, Young Master Nie Ming was leaning back in a chair.
Next to him, an inner sect disciple stood straight, looking a little nervous and a little scared, and reported carefully: "Young Master, the Sword Pavilion's defense today is over."
"Oh?" Nie Ming looked at Ah Hu on the ring and saw him knock his opponent off the ring with his divine power again. He asked nonchalantly, "So early? Did you successfully force Su Jingqiu to take action?"
The inner sect disciple lowered his head, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead: "It didn't work."
Hearing this, Nie Ming raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his eyes again: "Just tell me everything that happened at once, there's no need for me to ask and answer one by one."
The inner sect disciple lowered his head even more, but immediately quickened his speech and said, "We, the Divine Sword Tower, the Liaoyuan Sect, and the Demon Exorcist Association, joined forces and sent out a total of forty experts, but the Japanese and that genius swordsman defeated a total of fifteen of them! The swordsman named Qi Ji defeated... defeated twenty-five!"
When he talked about Qi Ji, his whole body tensed up and his tone was filled with fear.
There were large patches of blood on his black shirt on his chest.
That's right, he had also faced Qi Ji's challenger in person, and was stabbed in the chest. If it weren't for the fortune teller who treated him on the spot, he would probably be a corpse now.
Nie Ming raised his eyebrows, sat up straight with interest, and cast a sharp gaze at the inner sect disciple: "Can you tell? What's his level? What's so special about him?"
The inner sect disciple raised his head slightly and said quickly, "Young Master, according to the review of the twenty-five of us who have fought against him, his realm should not exceed 'concrete', which is definitely far inferior to yours! But his strength and speed are too fast, so fast that most of us don't even have the chance to compete with him in technology!"
"Strength and speed..." Nie Ming pondered for a few seconds and asked, "How strong is he? How does his strength compare to Ah Hu's?"
"I'm afraid it's one level higher... In terms of speed, it's much faster than Ah Fei!" The inner sect disciple answered firmly, and it was obvious that Qi Ji had left too deep an impression on him.
Ah Hu is a natural born supernatural being who specializes in the "Blazing Blade" lineage in the Divine Sword Tower, while Ah Fei is a fast swordsman who specializes in the "Absolute Shadow" lineage.
"How does he compare to me?" Nie Ming asked calmly.
The inner sect disciple looked up at him, then immediately lowered his head: "I dare not make any rash comments about the young master."
Nie Ming's face moved slightly. Although the person next to him said that he dared not comment, it was equivalent to telling him the answer.
Then his expression returned to normal.
An aura of absolute confidence slowly emerged from him.
It doesn’t matter. There are countless people with extraordinary physical gifts in the world, but they are nothing but chickens and dogs in front of the peerless swordsmanship of the Divine Sword Tower.
The same situation also occurred in Liaoyuan Sect and the Demon-Slaying Society. Every chief disciple of each sect, whose status was equal to Su Jingqiu and Nie Ming, knew two things at this moment.
The first was that their three-party joint plan to embarrass Jiange was shattered.
The second is that this time, another genius appeared in Jiange besides Su Jingqiu.
A genius from the inner realm whose background is unknown.
His name is Qi Ji.
