Chapter 352: Challenged
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Chapter 352: Challenged
The new bro army was hanging out at the fields around Jacks cabin. Some of them had brought drinks, others carried snacks, while a few more spent their time meditating.
To C-Grades, who could live for up to ten thousand years, a couple months was nothing. Jacks two-month breakthrough passed in a flash, just another party. The notable exception was Brock, whod gotten a meditation mat from someone and spent his days cross-legged in the middle of his bros, cultivating.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))
On this day, Brocks eyes snapped open. Hed almost reached the peak D-Grade, but that wasnt the reason ho woke up. He glanced at the shut cabin.
A few others noticed as well. Did you feel that? someone asked.
Yeah, a woman responded. The Dao shook a little.
Why would that happen?
Could it be Everyones gazes swiveled at the cabin. Its door remained shut, its windows blocked by perception-stopping curtains. Nothing had changed. Yet, as they stared over, they couldnt stop a feeling of dread from rising. It was like looking at an active volcano, the open maw of a beast. Unease and fear crept up their spines, but also an unexpected emotionexcitement.
This wasnt the excitement of their big bro breaking through. It stemmed from deep within their souls, from where they connected to the grand Dao of the universe.
What the hell is that? a man asked, grabbing his chest. Why do I feel so
His words were lost. Without warning, the cabin door flew open, the curtains rose to the wind. A bang resounded as a large quantity of Dao left the cabin, soaring to the void between galaxies. Waves of energy spread out, inciting more and more energy to move. The fabric of existence shuddered for hundreds of miles around them. The darkness shone purple, and the Dao cried out in joy as if welcoming its messiah.
The crowd jumped upright, abandoning their food and drinks. Even Brock slowly stood, his eyes shining with expectant light.
What the hell!? someone asked. Is this really the result of breaking into the C-Grade?
Their own breakthroughs had been far less spectacular.
Brock smiled proudly. Yes. Big Bro has the respect of the universe.
As they were lost for words, a man stepped out of the cabin. Deep purple robes fell over his body, while he had short dark hair and brown eyes as piercing as arrows. He was like a god walking the earth. He radiated absolute power. The moment he appeared, the already-thousandfold gravity seemed to intensify as a heavy pressure landed on everyone present. The weakest people stumbled, then paled.
A man thought, Hes at the same cultivation as me, and Im a genius, but he can pressure me with just his aura??
Jacks piercing gaze turned at them, further intensifying the pressure before he realized what he was doing. Suddenly, that oppressive sense of absolute power disappeared like it was never there, and Jacks titanic presence gave way to a relaxed attitude.
Hey guys, he said. What are you doing here? Did you sense my breakthrough and come to see?
We waited, Brock replied for everyone.
Oh? Yeah, I guess thats okay. How long did it take me?
Two months.
Two months!?
Jacks eyes widened. He had felt months passing as he battled the Fist Jack on the endless grassfield, but hed assumed it was an illusion. Turns out, it was real. Hed just spent two months sitting cross-leggedhe wasnt even numb.
Wait, he said. Youve been waiting here for two months?
I cultivated, Brock replied, shrugging. Another personOsmu Sosmustepped forward to add, We are C-Grades. Two months really isnt that long.
As for Dorman, he simply said, I was homeless anyway, so I might as well wait here.
He had almost forgotten about that, but come to think of it, the Sage had told him her husband was a high-ranked man known for being petty. It was him who had originally set Don Cranxiao after Jack.
That man was precisely Marcus William.
Remembering all that, Jacks gaze hardened a little. Now I remember you, he said. Youre the little shit that paid Cranxiao to bully me.
The surrounding crowd gasped. For better or for worse, Marcus William was ranked 281st. He was a six-fruit C-Grade. That was an entire five boundaries above Jack! Speaking to him like that was tantamount to suicide.
At this point, a woman walked into view from behind some cabins, her beautiful face marred by a cruel smile. She was Ley Vice, who had come to enjoy the show.
Marcus laughed coldly. Good, very good. Your mouth is as dirty as I was told. Do you dare to back up your claims?
Why wouldnt I dare? Ive already kicked the ass of many assholesyoure just the next in line.
Marcus laughed again. His aura swept out, a sharp wind that could slice through everything. As soon as the crowd sensed that, they got goosebumps, and they had to utilize their own Dao to avoid being cut by the aura itself.
Excellent, Jack Rust! Marcus said. I wont have people say I bullied you. A month from now, when youll have stabilized your cultivation in the C-Grade, we will fight with our honor as stakes.
Jack raised a brow. A month from now? Honor as stakes?
Do you not dare?
Actually, Marcus wasnt feeling too well at the moment. The reason hed been in seclusion for the past three months was to form his seventh Dao Fruit and break into the late C-Grade, but hed failed. Part of that was due to Jack beating up Marcuss wife, an insult he couldnt stomach easily. Bitterness ate at him from the inside.
On the path of cultivation, if ones thoughts werent smooth, progressing was near impossible. That was especially so for swordsmen, whose modus operandi was to cut through all.
Finally, Marcus accepted that he needed to wash away this shame first and exited seclusion without breaking through. He had then waited a week for Jack to finish his own breakthrough so he could come and challenge him.
In truth, Marcus wasnt completely certain he could win. If Jack could reach a ranking of 675 as a D-Grade, there was no telling how high his strength would rise as a C-Grade. He might even be stronger than Marcus himself.
Therefore, as silly as it sounded to be wary of someone five fruits below him, he still decided to be cautious. He rushed here as soon as Jack left seclusion to challenge him, and even gave him only one month to prepare. That was already a bit disgraceful, but Marcus was forced to do it; he simply didnt think he could defeat Jack in another year or two. As for just one month, he had over ninety percent confidence. If he lost to a mere one-fruit C-Grade, he might as well abandon cultivation and go retire at his home planet.
Hearing this proposition, Jack scratched his head. I dont know about one month, he said.
Marcus frowned. If you dont dare in one month, we can make it two. However, matters like this should be resolved as quickly as possible. Honor waits for no one!
Thats not what I meant. I may not be here in one month, nor do I want to wait. Lets fight right now and be done with it.
Hearing that, Marcus couldnt believe his luck. Still, he had to act gracefully. You want to fight me right now? he asked. As much as I want to humiliate you, you should think about this better. I am a six-fruit C-Grade. Even after one month, defeating me will be difficult. Right now, when youve just broken through and your strength is unstable, our duel will just be a joke.
Let me judge whether it is a joke or not, Jack replied with a lazy smile. As for who will be humiliated Dont count your eggs before they hatch. In any case, I dont need any preparation to deal with trash like you. Unless, of course, you want the extra month to re-attempt that breakthrough you failed. In that case, I will reluctantly accept to wait. I wouldnt want to win too easily.
Protected in the crowds anonymity, a few people couldnt help but snicker. Marcuss gaze sharpened further, and his face darkened into a scowl. What nonsense is that? Youre giving me no face at all. Youre courting death, kid!
Respect is earned, Jack said, clenching his fists. A heavy oppressive aura rolled out, clashing against Marcuss and creating sparks in the air. The sound was like two glass tables grinding against each other. Make your move.
The crowd hurried to make some distance. Almost none of them believed Jack could win, but they still expected him to last a few moves, and a battle between high-rankers was not something they wanted to be near.
Marcuss aura evolved. His Dao deepened and sharpened, becoming like an unsheathed blade. He did not draw his sword. Instead, he crossed his arms behind his back, seeming imperious. Since you are so confident, he said, how about we add some extra stakes to our duel?
Jack raised a brow. This guy just wanted to lose everything. Im listening.
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Chapter 352: Challenged
The new bro army was hanging out at the fields around Jacks cabin. Some of them had brought drinks, others carried snacks, while a few more spent their time meditating.
To C-Grades, who could live for up to ten thousand years, a couple months was nothing. Jacks two-month breakthrough passed in a flash, just another party. The notable exception was Brock, whod gotten a meditation mat from someone and spent his days cross-legged in the middle of his bros, cultivating.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))
On this day, Brocks eyes snapped open. Hed almost reached the peak D-Grade, but that wasnt the reason ho woke up. He glanced at the shut cabin.
A few others noticed as well. Did you feel that? someone asked.
Yeah, a woman responded. The Dao shook a little.
Why would that happen?
Could it be Everyones gazes swiveled at the cabin. Its door remained shut, its windows blocked by perception-stopping curtains. Nothing had changed. Yet, as they stared over, they couldnt stop a feeling of dread from rising. It was like looking at an active volcano, the open maw of a beast. Unease and fear crept up their spines, but also an unexpected emotionexcitement.
This wasnt the excitement of their big bro breaking through. It stemmed from deep within their souls, from where they connected to the grand Dao of the universe.
What the hell is that? a man asked, grabbing his chest. Why do I feel so
His words were lost. Without warning, the cabin door flew open, the curtains rose to the wind. A bang resounded as a large quantity of Dao left the cabin, soaring to the void between galaxies. Waves of energy spread out, inciting more and more energy to move. The fabric of existence shuddered for hundreds of miles around them. The darkness shone purple, and the Dao cried out in joy as if welcoming its messiah.
The crowd jumped upright, abandoning their food and drinks. Even Brock slowly stood, his eyes shining with expectant light.
What the hell!? someone asked. Is this really the result of breaking into the C-Grade?
Their own breakthroughs had been far less spectacular.
Brock smiled proudly. Yes. Big Bro has the respect of the universe.
As they were lost for words, a man stepped out of the cabin. Deep purple robes fell over his body, while he had short dark hair and brown eyes as piercing as arrows. He was like a god walking the earth. He radiated absolute power. The moment he appeared, the already-thousandfold gravity seemed to intensify as a heavy pressure landed on everyone present. The weakest people stumbled, then paled.
A man thought, Hes at the same cultivation as me, and Im a genius, but he can pressure me with just his aura??
Jacks piercing gaze turned at them, further intensifying the pressure before he realized what he was doing. Suddenly, that oppressive sense of absolute power disappeared like it was never there, and Jacks titanic presence gave way to a relaxed attitude.
Hey guys, he said. What are you doing here? Did you sense my breakthrough and come to see?
We waited, Brock replied for everyone.
Oh? Yeah, I guess thats okay. How long did it take me?
Two months.
Two months!?
Jacks eyes widened. He had felt months passing as he battled the Fist Jack on the endless grassfield, but hed assumed it was an illusion. Turns out, it was real. Hed just spent two months sitting cross-leggedhe wasnt even numb.
Wait, he said. Youve been waiting here for two months?
I cultivated, Brock replied, shrugging. Another personOsmu Sosmustepped forward to add, We are C-Grades. Two months really isnt that long.
As for Dorman, he simply said, I was homeless anyway, so I might as well wait here.
He had almost forgotten about that, but come to think of it, the Sage had told him her husband was a high-ranked man known for being petty. It was him who had originally set Don Cranxiao after Jack.
That man was precisely Marcus William.
Remembering all that, Jacks gaze hardened a little. Now I remember you, he said. Youre the little shit that paid Cranxiao to bully me.
The surrounding crowd gasped. For better or for worse, Marcus William was ranked 281st. He was a six-fruit C-Grade. That was an entire five boundaries above Jack! Speaking to him like that was tantamount to suicide.
At this point, a woman walked into view from behind some cabins, her beautiful face marred by a cruel smile. She was Ley Vice, who had come to enjoy the show.
Marcus laughed coldly. Good, very good. Your mouth is as dirty as I was told. Do you dare to back up your claims?
Why wouldnt I dare? Ive already kicked the ass of many assholesyoure just the next in line.
Marcus laughed again. His aura swept out, a sharp wind that could slice through everything. As soon as the crowd sensed that, they got goosebumps, and they had to utilize their own Dao to avoid being cut by the aura itself.
Excellent, Jack Rust! Marcus said. I wont have people say I bullied you. A month from now, when youll have stabilized your cultivation in the C-Grade, we will fight with our honor as stakes.
Jack raised a brow. A month from now? Honor as stakes?
Do you not dare?
Actually, Marcus wasnt feeling too well at the moment. The reason hed been in seclusion for the past three months was to form his seventh Dao Fruit and break into the late C-Grade, but hed failed. Part of that was due to Jack beating up Marcuss wife, an insult he couldnt stomach easily. Bitterness ate at him from the inside.
On the path of cultivation, if ones thoughts werent smooth, progressing was near impossible. That was especially so for swordsmen, whose modus operandi was to cut through all.
Finally, Marcus accepted that he needed to wash away this shame first and exited seclusion without breaking through. He had then waited a week for Jack to finish his own breakthrough so he could come and challenge him.
In truth, Marcus wasnt completely certain he could win. If Jack could reach a ranking of 675 as a D-Grade, there was no telling how high his strength would rise as a C-Grade. He might even be stronger than Marcus himself.
Therefore, as silly as it sounded to be wary of someone five fruits below him, he still decided to be cautious. He rushed here as soon as Jack left seclusion to challenge him, and even gave him only one month to prepare. That was already a bit disgraceful, but Marcus was forced to do it; he simply didnt think he could defeat Jack in another year or two. As for just one month, he had over ninety percent confidence. If he lost to a mere one-fruit C-Grade, he might as well abandon cultivation and go retire at his home planet.
Hearing this proposition, Jack scratched his head. I dont know about one month, he said.
Marcus frowned. If you dont dare in one month, we can make it two. However, matters like this should be resolved as quickly as possible. Honor waits for no one!
Thats not what I meant. I may not be here in one month, nor do I want to wait. Lets fight right now and be done with it.
Hearing that, Marcus couldnt believe his luck. Still, he had to act gracefully. You want to fight me right now? he asked. As much as I want to humiliate you, you should think about this better. I am a six-fruit C-Grade. Even after one month, defeating me will be difficult. Right now, when youve just broken through and your strength is unstable, our duel will just be a joke.
Let me judge whether it is a joke or not, Jack replied with a lazy smile. As for who will be humiliated Dont count your eggs before they hatch. In any case, I dont need any preparation to deal with trash like you. Unless, of course, you want the extra month to re-attempt that breakthrough you failed. In that case, I will reluctantly accept to wait. I wouldnt want to win too easily.
Protected in the crowds anonymity, a few people couldnt help but snicker. Marcuss gaze sharpened further, and his face darkened into a scowl. What nonsense is that? Youre giving me no face at all. Youre courting death, kid!
Respect is earned, Jack said, clenching his fists. A heavy oppressive aura rolled out, clashing against Marcuss and creating sparks in the air. The sound was like two glass tables grinding against each other. Make your move.
The crowd hurried to make some distance. Almost none of them believed Jack could win, but they still expected him to last a few moves, and a battle between high-rankers was not something they wanted to be near.
Marcuss aura evolved. His Dao deepened and sharpened, becoming like an unsheathed blade. He did not draw his sword. Instead, he crossed his arms behind his back, seeming imperious. Since you are so confident, he said, how about we add some extra stakes to our duel?
Jack raised a brow. This guy just wanted to lose everything. Im listening.
Chapter 352: ChallengedThe new bro army was hanging out at the fields around Jacks cabin. Some of them had brought drinks, others carried snacks, while a few more spent their time meditating.To C-Grades, who could live for up to ten thousand years, a couple months was nothing. Jacks two-month breakthrough passed in a flash, just another party. The notable exception was Brock, whod gotten a meditation mat from someone and spent his days cross-legged in the middle of his bros, cultivating.The source of this content novelbinOn this day, Brocks eyes snapped open. Hed almost reached the peak D-Grade, but that wasnt the reason ho woke up. He glanced at the shut cabin.A few others noticed as well. Did you feel that? someone asked.Yeah, a woman responded. The Dao shook a little.Why would that happen?Could it be Everyones gazes swiveled at the cabin. Its door remained shut, its windows blocked by perception-stopping curtains. Nothing had changed. Yet, as they stared over, they couldnt stop a feeling of dread from rising. It was like looking at an active volcano, the open maw of a beast. Unease and fear crept up their spines, but also an unexpected emotionexcitement.This wasnt the excitement of their big bro breaking through. It stemmed from deep within their souls, from where they connected to the grand Dao of the universe.What the hell is that? a man asked, grabbing his chest. Why do I feel soHis words were lost. Without warning, the cabin door flew open, the curtains rose to the wind. A bang resounded as a large quantity of Dao left the cabin, soaring to the void between galaxies. Waves of energy spread out, inciting more and more energy to move. The fabric of existence shuddered for hundreds of miles around them. The darkness shone purple, and the Dao cried out in joy as if welcoming its messiah. The crowd jumped upright, abandoning their food and drinks. Even Brock slowly stood, his eyes shining with expectant light.What the hell!? someone asked. Is this really the result of breaking into the C-Grade?Their own breakthroughs had been far less spectacular.Brock smiled proudly. Yes. Big Bro has the respect of the universe.As they were lost for words, a man stepped out of the cabin. Deep purple robes fell over his body, while he had short dark hair and brown eyes as piercing as arrows. He was like a god walking the earth. He radiated absolute power. The moment he appeared, the already-thousandfold gravity seemed to intensify as a heavy pressure landed on everyone present. The weakest people stumbled, then paled.A man thought, Hes at the same cultivation as me, and Im a genius, but he can pressure me with just his aura??Jacks piercing gaze turned at them, further intensifying the pressure before he realized what he was doing. Suddenly, that oppressive sense of absolute power disappeared like it was never there, and Jacks titanic presence gave way to a relaxed attitude.Hey guys, he said. What are you doing here? Did you sense my breakthrough and come to see?We waited, Brock replied for everyone.Oh? Yeah, I guess thats okay. How long did it take me?Two months.Two months!?Jacks eyes widened. He had felt months passing as he battled the Fist Jack on the endless grassfield, but hed assumed it was an illusion. Turns out, it was real. Hed just spent two months sitting cross-leggedhe wasnt even numb.Wait, he said. Youve been waiting here for two months?I cultivated, Brock replied, shrugging. Another personOsmu Sosmustepped forward to add, We are C-Grades. Two months really isnt that long.As for Dorman, he simply said, I was homeless anyway, so I might as well wait here.He had almost forgotten about that, but come to think of it, the Sage had told him her husband was a high-ranked man known for being petty. It was him who had originally set Don Cranxiao after Jack.That man was precisely Marcus William.Remembering all that, Jacks gaze hardened a little. Now I remember you, he said. Youre the little shit that paid Cranxiao to bully me.The surrounding crowd gasped. For better or for worse, Marcus William was ranked 281st. He was a six-fruit C-Grade. That was an entire five boundaries above Jack! Speaking to him like that was tantamount to suicide.At this point, a woman walked into view from behind some cabins, her beautiful face marred by a cruel smile. She was Ley Vice, who had come to enjoy the show.Marcus laughed coldly. Good, very good. Your mouth is as dirty as I was told. Do you dare to back up your claims?Why wouldnt I dare? Ive already kicked the ass of many assholesyoure just the next in line.Marcus laughed again. His aura swept out, a sharp wind that could slice through everything. As soon as the crowd sensed that, they got goosebumps, and they had to utilize their own Dao to avoid being cut by the aura itself.Excellent, Jack Rust! Marcus said. I wont have people say I bullied you. A month from now, when youll have stabilized your cultivation in the C-Grade, we will fight with our honor as stakes.Jack raised a brow. A month from now? Honor as stakes?Do you not dare?Actually, Marcus wasnt feeling too well at the moment. The reason hed been in seclusion for the past three months was to form his seventh Dao Fruit and break into the late C-Grade, but hed failed. Part of that was due to Jack beating up Marcuss wife, an insult he couldnt stomach easily. Bitterness ate at him from the inside.On the path of cultivation, if ones thoughts werent smooth, progressing was near impossible. That was especially so for swordsmen, whose modus operandi was to cut through all.Finally, Marcus accepted that he needed to wash away this shame first and exited seclusion without breaking through. He had then waited a week for Jack to finish his own breakthrough so he could come and challenge him.In truth, Marcus wasnt completely certain he could win. If Jack could reach a ranking of 675 as a D-Grade, there was no telling how high his strength would rise as a C-Grade. He might even be stronger than Marcus himself.Therefore, as silly as it sounded to be wary of someone five fruits below him, he still decided to be cautious. He rushed here as soon as Jack left seclusion to challenge him, and even gave him only one month to prepare. That was already a bit disgraceful, but Marcus was forced to do it; he simply didnt think he could defeat Jack in another year or two. As for just one month, he had over ninety percent confidence. If he lost to a mere one-fruit C-Grade, he might as well abandon cultivation and go retire at his home planet.Hearing this proposition, Jack scratched his head. I dont know about one month, he said.Marcus frowned. If you dont dare in one month, we can make it two. However, matters like this should be resolved as quickly as possible. Honor waits for no one!Thats not what I meant. I may not be here in one month, nor do I want to wait. Lets fight right now and be done with it.Hearing that, Marcus couldnt believe his luck. Still, he had to act gracefully. You want to fight me right now? he asked. As much as I want to humiliate you, you should think about this better. I am a six-fruit C-Grade. Even after one month, defeating me will be difficult. Right now, when youve just broken through and your strength is unstable, our duel will just be a joke.Let me judge whether it is a joke or not, Jack replied with a lazy smile. As for who will be humiliated Dont count your eggs before they hatch. In any case, I dont need any preparation to deal with trash like you. Unless, of course, you want the extra month to re-attempt that breakthrough you failed. In that case, I will reluctantly accept to wait. I wouldnt want to win too easily.Protected in the crowds anonymity, a few people couldnt help but snicker. Marcuss gaze sharpened further, and his face darkened into a scowl. What nonsense is that? Youre giving me no face at all. Youre courting death, kid!Respect is earned, Jack said, clenching his fists. A heavy oppressive aura rolled out, clashing against Marcuss and creating sparks in the air. The sound was like two glass tables grinding against each other. Make your move.The crowd hurried to make some distance. Almost none of them believed Jack could win, but they still expected him to last a few moves, and a battle between high-rankers was not something they wanted to be near.Marcuss aura evolved. His Dao deepened and sharpened, becoming like an unsheathed blade. He did not draw his sword. Instead, he crossed his arms behind his back, seeming imperious. Since you are so confident, he said, how about we add some extra stakes to our duel?Jack raised a brow. This guy just wanted to lose everything. Im listening.
