After being reborn, all I want to do is run away.

Chapter 80 Revenge

Inside the sect's main hall, the elders were all focused on a huge water mirror directly in front of them, which reflected the image of Shen Xu sitting cross-legged on the sword-fighting platform with his eyes closed.

"Shen Xu is the first person in history to come out of the Cloud and Mist Bamboo Realm alive. I believe you all know what this means!"

According to past records, people who come out of the Cloud and Mist Bamboo Realm have their memories erased, and Shen Xu is probably no exception.

"So the reason I called you here is to have you use Shen Xu's newfound abilities to deduce what he encountered in the Cloud Mist Bamboo Realm."

"If possible, Hall Master Jiang, please let Mingqi and Shen Xu spar once. We can learn more from that," Song Qi said to Jiang Guangyi.

“The artifacts will definitely come looking for him,” Jiang Guangyi replied calmly.

At this moment, Shen Xu on the fencing platform also received his first challenger.

"It's you? What's your relationship with Jiang Mingcheng?" Shen Xu asked the girl in blue.

“My name is Jiang Yun. I hope you will take back the sign you put up. You can’t beat my older brother,” Jiang Yun said, trying to persuade him.

"I'm afraid your two older brothers aren't worthy of my attention," Shen Xu said calmly.

"Where does Shen Xu get the confidence to disregard Senior Brother Jiang? Isn't that a bit too arrogant?" Chen Wei couldn't help but say.

“This Shen Xu is really ungrateful. I thought he was a genius, but I didn’t expect him to be such a fool!” Wang Ya chimed in.

Shen Guangru frowned but did not speak.

"Whether you choose swordsmanship or combat strength, you can pick one."

"On the sword-fighting platform, the competition is naturally about swordsmanship." Jiang Yun glared at Shen Xu, unable to bear seeing her respected elder brother suffer such an insult.

"Take this!" Jiang Yun shouted angrily, and instantly drew her sword. The sword shadows crisscrossed, making it impossible to distinguish which was real and which was fake.

Shen Xu moved slightly, casually slashing out with his sword. The sword light struck the real sword hidden among the many sword shadows, then flicked Jiang Yun's sword into the air, the tip of which pierced towards Jiang Yun's chest, stopping its momentum just before touching her dress.

"You dared to be the first to stand up for your Jiang family, which already surpasses your two older brothers." Shen Xu sheathed his sword, then sat cross-legged on the ground and continued to meditate with his eyes closed.

With tears welling in her eyes, Jiang Yun picked up the longsword and disappeared into the crowd.

“Shen Xu’s swordsmanship is indeed superb!” Lu Qingshan said.

"That still can't compare to you, Senior Brother Lu."

"He hadn't used his full strength yet, so we can't draw conclusions too easily."

"Shen Xu, you dare to make my sister cry, I will never forgive you!" Jiang Mingqi roared and jumped from outside the crowd onto the sword-fighting platform.

"You just wanted to find me, didn't you? Now that I'm here, bring it on, I'll take it, but you absolutely cannot leave this sign behind." Jiang Mingqi swiftly chopped the wooden board into pieces with a few sword strikes.

Shen Xu opened his eyes and said coldly, "If you admit to everything you've done, I can spare you some physical pain."

“Admit what? I have nothing to admit.” Jiang Mingcheng stared intently at Shen Xu.

"Well, there's no other way then. What do you want to compete in?"

"I lost to you last time because I was careless. This time I'll show you the real difference in our strength!" After Jiang Mingcheng finished speaking, his body was filled with cyan energy, and his robes fluttered in the wind.

"No wonder Jiang Mingcheng wanted to compete with Shen Xu in strength. It turns out he has broken through to the late stage of the ninth level of Qi Cultivation."

"Shen Xu's strength has probably increased even more! I think Jiang Mingcheng is in grave danger."

"Overestimating yourself!" Shen Xu said coldly.

Everyone saw Shen Xu point his hand into the air ahead, and white mist immediately rose from the dueling platform and gradually spread out.

Jiang Mingcheng had certainly heard Shen Guangjian talk about Shen Xu's methods. He knew that he absolutely could not allow these white mists to cover the dueling platform, and his Gale Sword Technique had an absolute advantage in dispelling these white mists.

"Wild Gale!" Jiang Mingcheng swung his sword, and in an instant, streaks of azure wind howled out in all directions.

His target wasn't Shen Xu, but rather the increasingly dense white mist on the dueling platform. And as he predicted, the mist, which had been so thick that one couldn't see their own hand in front of their face, rapidly crumbled under the fierce onslaught of the wind. Like remnants of clouds ravaged by a raging storm, it was instantly torn to shreds, leaving no trace.

Moreover, gusts of wind continued their relentless charge from the dueling platform towards the crowd below, causing many to involuntarily squint their eyes.

"Strange, Shen Xu has fought Jiang Mingcheng before, so he should know that Jiang Mingcheng's wind-based sword techniques are the nemesis of his white mist. So why does he still create so much white mist?" Chen Wei couldn't help but wonder.

“Unless his white mist is not afraid of Jiang Mingcheng’s gale,” Lu Qingshan said.

When the wind subsided, everyone looked towards the dueling platform, only to find it shrouded in thick white fog, as if the raging wind had had no effect on the fog.

"Something's not right! I clearly saw Shen Xu's white mist being blown apart by Jiang Mingcheng's gust of wind! How could it end up like this?" Chen Wei was shocked.

“Jiang Mingcheng’s wind did disperse Shen Xu’s fog, but it didn’t blow it away. Shen Xu maintained firm control over the white fog on the dueling platform and even took advantage of the wind to continuously increase the fog’s density. Once the wind subsided, his white fog would naturally re-envelop the dueling platform,” Lu Qingshan explained.

"Mirror Flower, Water Moon!" As a detached voice echoed from within the white mist, the mist rapidly thinned, and countless water mirrors appeared around Jiang Mingcheng, who was using various wind-based sword techniques to try and dispel the surrounding mist.

When Jiang Mingcheng saw those water mirrors, his face immediately turned extremely terrified.

"Swift Wind Kill!" Jiang Mingcheng wanted to use his most powerful sword move to forcibly shatter these water mirrors.

But Shen Xu wouldn't give him that chance. Suddenly, ripples appeared on the calm mirror surface, and then a series of incredibly sharp water swords emerged from the mirror, carrying astonishing momentum and speed, rushing towards Jiang Mingcheng like lightning.

Under this impenetrable attack of water swords, Jiang Mingcheng's sword move was interrupted. He was also affected by the backlash of the sword move. He felt a surge of blood and qi in his chest, and his internal energy became chaotic, running rampant in his meridians like a wild horse.

Faced with the onslaught of water swords, Jiang Mingcheng had no choice but to use other sword techniques to defend himself. But even if he could defend against one or ten water swords, how could he possibly defend against hundreds or thousands of them?

As water mirrors continued to form, water swords emerged one after another. In the blink of an eye, the entire mist was filled with countless water swords. From a distance, it looked like a torrential downpour had suddenly descended, but this rain was composed of countless sharp blades!

The image of swords falling like rain becomes a realistic depiction rather than a figurative expression in the context of a mirage.

The water swords mercilessly sliced ​​through Jiang Mingcheng's magnificent brocade robes, then swept away his hair like a whirlwind, leaving him instantly disheveled. Next, they relentlessly left deep and shallow wounds on his skin, from which blood gushed, staining the ground beneath his feet. Finally, even his terrified face was not spared, slashed with gruesome bloody marks by the water swords...

Shen Xu was very measured in his attacks. His past life experiences gave him a deep understanding of the human body, so he knew exactly which parts to attack to cause intense pain without inflicting too much physical damage.

Heart-wrenching, agonizing screams ripped through the air, echoing like the mournful hooting of owls throughout the dueling arena. The screams were so piercing that they sent chills down one's spine.

However, Shen Xu, who was in the middle of it, seemed not to hear anything. Compared with the torment he had suffered in the Hall of Law Enforcement, what were the small wounds he had inflicted on Jiang Mingcheng now?

Upon hearing Jiang Mingcheng's pitiful cries, the once noisy and bustling dueling arena fell into complete silence. The surrounding people stared wide-eyed at the area shrouded in white mist, their hearts filled with doubt and fear.

Although they couldn't see clearly what kind of bloody and cruel scene was unfolding in the white mist, they could feel the pain that Jiang Mingcheng was suffering from the incessant screams.

Time passed second by second, until the heart-wrenching screams gradually weakened and finally disappeared completely. Only then did Shen Xu gently wave his arm, dispelling the illusory world that lingered around him.

As the white mist slowly dissipated, a blood-soaked, unrecognizable figure collapsed before everyone's eyes. Jiang Mingcheng was no longer human; his body was crisscrossed with wounds of all sizes, and blood kept gushing out, turning him into a terrifying blood-soaked figure.