Chapter 1068: A Killing Formation
Chapter 1068: A Killing Formation
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Han Kongqun was still boiling with rage in the field. He was about to argue when a figure suddenly emerged behind him and kicked him in the back while uttering a sentence in a voice that was thick with fury and resentment, "Go and whimper between the legs of your grandma…"
It was none other than Huo Yunfeng.
The kick sent Han Kongqun flying across the air before he smashed onto the high stand belonging to Thousand Mountains Sect with a loud thud. Perhaps it happened so suddenly that the people had no time to react or maybe this guy did not have any friends, but no one stepped out to catch him. As a result, he slammed right at the steps and then rolled down the flight; only then did he let out a scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered.
The crowd was shocked.
Who was this man? How dare he go right into the field and hit someone? Did he take everyone here for nothing? And, why did he sound so angry and resentful?
What made him so angry and resentful?
Who was this man?
All turned their eyes to the man and saw the executive officer, Huo Yunfeng, standing erect in the field while glancing around. "Listen up, people! When a match is over, you must leave the field immediately. Do not waste time and do not utter impolite words!
"If anyone violates this rule, not only will he be expelled, his sect will be expelled as well!"
The announcement shut all mouths instantly.
The executive officer was in a rage!
Obviously, Han Kongqun’s behavior had gone beyond his bottom line!
They must take it as a warning.
His rage was understandable, though. Han Kongqun’s behavior was annoying and hateful, so it was no wonder the executive officer was provoked and decided to step in.
But, many had other thoughts in their minds. Over the years, Huo Yunfeng had presided over several challenges as the executive officer of the Golden Palace, and there had been people who had done worse. And yet, he had never once flown into a rage.
However, not only did he flare up this time, but he also swore at someone…It seemed a little unusual.
After making the announcement, Huo Yunfeng turned and returned to his seat straightaway without uttering another word. On the other side, the people of Thousand Mountains Sect all felt ashamed. How was it possible for them to feel proud when their eldest senior brother, the lead disciple, was defeated, scolded, and had almost brought their sect into trouble?
Han Kongqun had finally calmed down and come back to his senses. He came in front of Du Yangfan timidly, but before he could explain himself, the sect leader growled at him in a low, angry voice, "Go away!"
Meanwhile, Yun Yang said with a pleasant smile on his face, "Sect Leader Du, your disciple has done nothing wrong but was just a little careless. Why should you treat him so harshly? It is common for a young man to lack experience. After today’s match, I’m sure his weakness will be corrected. At the very least, he is by no means weak in strength, and is even stronger than my disciple in my opinion. We’ve won the
After that, he turned to Han Kongqun and nodded, "Brother Han, don’t take it to heart. Victory and defeat are both common in battle. You did not lose the match because of a lack of strength, but experience. If you take this as the lesson, it will be the biggest reward for you."
Du Yangfan could taste sweetness in his throat as blood almost gushed out of it.
‘Victory and defeat are both common in battle? Could the battle you mention affect the ranking of the Celestial Luck Banners?’
‘And how old are you? I doubt you are older than that good-for-nothing Han Kongqun! Don’t you feel ashamed by lecturing him like a senior?’
"The second match!" Huo Yunfeng’s voice was thick with gloom, like a volcano that was about to erupt. ‘I’m suffocating! I’m more resentful than even the Thousand Mountains Sect! They can still vent it out, but I…’
"Sect Leader Yun, why don’t we fight the match of formations next?" Du Yangfan looked at Yun Yang.
Originally, the second match was between the pillar forces, but he now wanted to change it to the match of formations. It was clear that Han Kongqun’s defeat had messed up his plans, and he urgently needed a victory to stabilize the situation. The second match must be won cleanly and swiftly. Otherwise, the remaining three matches would be extremely intense, while the odds for his sect to win would be extremely slim.
Yun Yang smiled warmly. "Whichever you please! I’ve said before that we will fight according to Sect Leader Du’s arrangements."
His words were courteous, but there was a rich note of sarcasm in his voice.
As the sect leader of a sect ranked higher than Residence of Nine Supremes, Du Yangfan had set an order of matches that was favorable to his sect just moments before the challenge began. Although it was somewhat devious, such a move was still within the limits of the rules. But, changing the order again now was a condemnable act that he could not argue his way out of.
He felt a flush of heat on his face. "Sect Leader Yun," he turned to look at Yun Yang and said with feigned politeness, "my sect will send seven disciples to fight the match of formations. I know the number is a little too much, but I hope you understand my situation. I beg your pardon."
Yun Yang gave him a gentle smile. "Oh, you don’t have to say that. The match of formations has always been fought by combing the fighting strength of many. Your formation only consists of seven disciples, and that’s not many. I should be the one who begs your pardon, because my sect’s formation is composed of nine disciples."
Du Yangfan was stunned.
Nine disciples?
‘d.a.m.nit! Your number is even higher than mine! Why don’t you just send every disciple in your sect?’
His face flickered as he said, "More people never mean stronger! The essence of a formation depends on cooperation!"
Yun Yang nodded slowly. "I couldn’t agree more, Sect Leader Du! What you said hit the nail on the head."
The words turned Du Yangfan’s face blue. Paying them no mind, he spun and cried out, "Stand out, the seven top disciples!"
At his command, seven young disciples of Thousand Mountains Sect took a step forward together, led by Han Kongqun.
Yun Yang, too, turned his head and said, "Everyone except Lu Changman steps forward."
The top nine disciples, Yun Xiuxin, Sun Mingxiu, Hu Xiaofan, Bai Yexing, and the others came forward, leaving Lu Changman alone behind.
"Sun Mingxiu supports others, Bai Yexing attacks at will, Yun Xiuxin take the center to defend against all the attacks!
"Go now!"
"Understood!"
The top nine disciples of Residence of Nine Supremes answered in unison and flew down the stand together. They were all dressed in white, so it looked like a large cloud was drifting into the field.
The only thing that stood out was the lilac belt around Yun Xiuxin’s waist.
Han Kongqun stared at her as his eyes gleamed green like a cruel hungry wolf. Not waiting for his sect leader to give out the order, he waved a hand and led his junior brothers down. His desire to fight as soon as possible was clearly evident.
"The Seven Stars Formation!" He cried out at the top of his lungs.
As soon as they landed in the field, the seven disciples lined up in a formation according to the positions of the Big Dipper. As the disciple with the strongest cultivation base, Han Kongqun took the position of Megrez—the leading position of the seven stars—and drew his sword, combat-ready.
Clearly, he had learned his lesson from the previous match, so he had the sword ready in hand even before the match began. He did not dare to be careless anymore, and his killing intent was strong.
"Killing formation!"
Han Kongqun whispered as he glared at Yun Xiuxin from the corner of his eye.