Both the Prince of Jin and the leader of the Qingyang Sect were very upset.
The two men were defeated; they knew they were doomed the moment they were drawn into the vortex.
What hurt them the most was not the defeat, but that they still didn't know why they lost!
Jing Zhe parried three of their attacks in succession: the Prince of Jin's physical strike, his qi sword strike, and the combined full-force attack from the Prince of Jin and the Qingyang Sect Leader. All of these attacks were neutralized by Jing Zhe. What was even more infuriating was that Jing Zhe used different methods to neutralize each attack, making it impossible for them to understand why.
This is very uncomfortable.
"You two are nothing special!"
Jing Zhe shook his head and said sarcastically.
Unable to bear the humiliation, the Prince of Jin and the leader of Qingyang got up from the ground and prepared to fight again—as grandmasters, they had to keep fighting, even if they died, they had to die in battle!
However, the two were stunned after they stood up, because when they tried to gather their strength, they found that their bodies seemed to have been drained, and there was no internal energy left.
"What...what's going on?"
The Prince of Jin asked, somewhat incredulously.
Jing Zhe was initially a bit confused. When he created that tornado, he was only thinking about deflecting the force of the two of them and neutralizing their attack.
But when the two of them were caught up in it, he suddenly discovered that true energy was slowly flowing into his body, and that feeling was much more fulfilling than taking any tonic.
So he tried to draw the energy forward with his hands, and the feeling became even stronger. A continuous stream of internal energy flowed into his body through the tornado he conjured, and Jing Zhe immediately cursed.
This is truly a star-absorbing technique!
Jing Zhe also understood one thing: why it is said that one can live forever after reaching the Great Perfection Realm. Relying solely on oneself, one's inner strength will gradually be depleted over time. Only by constantly absorbing the inner strength of others can one achieve immortality!
Having figured it out, Jing Zhe laughed loudly: "You two practice martial arts, but all you do is commit evil. I'll just take away all your internal energy!"
"..."
The Prince of Jin and the Qingyang Sect Leader were initially puzzled, then shocked, and finally enraged. For martial artists, internal energy was their lifeblood! They had trained their entire lives for this much internal energy, and now Jing Zhe had taken it away from them. Wasn't that tantamount to taking their lives?
What puzzled them even more was how Jing Zhe managed to absorb their internal energy. What kind of technique was this?
You should know that just four or five days ago, Jing Zhe was only at the initial stage of Grandmaster, two levels below them. How could he have the strength to absorb their internal energy?
"What kind of technique is this? How can it absorb someone's internal energy?"
The Qingyang Sect Leader finally asked what was on his mind.
Jing Zhe looked at them and smiled, "Want to know?"
Prince Jin and the Qingyang Sect Leader exchanged a glance and nodded.
That's how people are. When they encounter something they don't understand, they can't wait to figure it out as soon as possible, otherwise they'll be tormented by it day and night. The current Prince Jin and the Qingyang Sect Leader are roughly like that.
For martial arts practitioners, especially those at such a high level, they desperately want to know why they were defeated, otherwise they wouldn't be able to die in peace.
Seeing this, Jing Zhe laughed and said, "Want to know? If you really want to know, then call me Grandpa!"
"..."
The Prince of Jin and the leader of Qingyang were both prominent figures, yet Jing Zhe used such a childish method to deal with them. Their faces flushed red instantly, and they immediately began to curse.
"dream!"
"wishful thinking!"
Jing Zhe then sneered, "Since that's the case, then I'll just send you on your way!"
As he spoke, Jing Zhe raised his hand, and the air around the Prince of Jin and the Qingyang Sect Leader began to twist and turn. This change did not show any signs of using true energy, but it was far more terrifying than using true energy.
Faced with life and death, the Prince of Jin was afraid.
"Wait...wait...if you don't kill me, I—"
"..."
Jing Zhe remained silent, while the Prince of Jin and the Qingyang Sect Leader were rendered speechless, for Jing Zhe gave them no chance whatsoever, directly causing them to become completely lost in the tornado.
Once the tornado had completely dissipated, Prince Jin and the Qingyang Sect Leader fell from mid-air and crashed heavily to the ground. However, both of them were pale and lifeless.
In the distance, Lu Li, Pei Yunxi, and Liu Jinghong embraced, their eyes glistening with tears. After so many years, their family feud had finally been avenged. The only regret was that their parents would not be able to see it.
Looking at the corpses of Prince Jin and the Qingyang Sect Leader, Jing Zhe was equally saddened, but felt no sympathy whatsoever.
"You should have died long ago."
As he spoke, his gaze turned toward the city gate, where Kadan was already trembling with fear.
He had originally intended to beg for mercy, but seeing the fates of Prince Jin and the Qingyang Sect Leader, he knew that Prince Jin died before he could even beg for mercy, so how could he possibly have a chance?
"All heavy cavalry regiments, prepare!"
Kadan shouted and started running backwards, but Jing Zhe didn't give him a chance.
With a thought, Kadan was pulled into the air by an invisible suction force, and then slammed heavily to the ground.
Kadan was just an ordinary person, but he was wearing heavy armor. This fall killed him instantly.
When the heavy cavalry of the Western Frontier saw that Kadan was dead, not a single one of them thought of avenging him. Instead, they immediately jumped off their horses and knelt down to beg for mercy.
They watched as Jing Zhe killed the Prince of Jin and the leader of Qingyang Sect without breaking a sweat. This kind of strength was far beyond the comprehension of the heavy cavalry regiment. Even if they were stupid, they wouldn't be foolish enough to fight Jing Zhe.
"What are you all doing? Do you really think begging for mercy will save your lives? Get up now, let's kill him together!"
Seeing his elder brother killed, how could Karucci choose to sit idly by and wait for his death? But he couldn't go himself, so he could only shout to try and rouse the fighting spirit of the heavy cavalry regiment.
However, no one listened to him.
"Guards, arrest him!"
At this moment, a commotion broke out in the Western Frontier Heavy Cavalry Regiment. It turned out that a general wearing the armor of a thousand generals, along with several cavalrymen, had ordered the capture of the ten-thousand-general, Kaluqi. Jing Zhe became interested and sat on his horse, watching with great interest.
"Xiro, how dare you defy your superiors?"
The general named Xiluo was not afraid of him and sneered, "Your elder brother is dead, do you really think you can still be a general? Everyone knows how Kadan became king back then!"
"We could have just stayed in Western Xinjiang; after all, our people have lived there for generations and have never left. But Kadan was stubborn and refused to listen. Now look at us—more than 10,000 of us came, and now less than half are left! You're still encouraging everyone to die. What are your true intentions?"
Upon hearing this, all the heavy cavalry regiments simultaneously raised their heads and then glared sharply at Kaluch.
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