C59 I Don't Have to Draw My Sword Against You

Sun Bing slowly walked onto the stage. He wasn't as eye-catching as the disciples of Qian Family. He walked up the stairs step by step and stood in front of Zhao Yu.

However, Sun Bing was just too inconspicuous. In all these years, he didn't have any famous achievements. If people didn't understand him carefully, they wouldn't even know that he was the number one genius of Sun family's Outer Sect. Therefore, the people below the stage clamored for Sun Bing to step down the stage.

When Zhao Batian saw Sun Bing, the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a smile. "Patriarch Sun's disciple is pretty good."

Everyone could hear the teasing in Zhao Batian's words. After all, as long as it was a cultivator, even if he did not practice the leg technique secret manual, he could still easily leap onto the battle platform. In so many years, Sun Bing was the first disciple to step onto the stage.

This made Sun Xiao feel a little awkward, but he couldn't let Sun Bing lose face. He could only laugh twice and continue watching the competition on the stage.

"Are you a direct disciple of Sun family?" Looking at the figure in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed across Zhao Yu's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask.

Sun Bing slowly shook his head. "I am an outer circle disciple of Sun family. My name is Sun Bing."

"If you are not a direct disciple, you don't need to tell me your name because I never remember the name of the person I defeated." At this moment, Zhao Yu even wanted to laugh. He had never thought that there would be an outer circle disciple fighting him.

"No, you should remember my name. You need to know who defeated you." Sun Bing looked into Zhao Yu's eyes with an indifferent expression. Although he looked ordinary right now, his words were convincing.

At this moment, even Zhao Yu couldn't help but be stunned. This man in front of him said that he could defeat him. He was an eighth level of Body Quenching Stage, and as long as he continued to work hard, he would be able to break through to the ninth level of Body Quenching Stage. What kind of courage did Sun Bing have to say such words?

Zhao Yu said with a smile, "Just because of your courage, I will remember you. Now, I will let you attack first. You can draw your sword."

This was a special treatment given by Zhao Yu because Sun Bing had made him happy. He wanted Sun Bing to block a few of his attacks. This way, Sun Bing would not lose too much face.

Sun Bing didn't appreciate Zhao Yu's words at all. "I don't need to draw my sword to deal with you."

In an instant, the scene became extremely silent. There were tens of thousands of people in the center of the Falling Cloud Town, but none of them made a sound at this moment. Everyone looked at Sun Bing in surprise.

Sun Bing's words could be said to be insulting Zhao Yu. They had never thought that Sun Bing would do such a thing, because a disciple of the Qian Family had been insulted by Zhao Yu.

As for Sun Xiao who was sitting below the stage, although his facial expression didn't change at all, he thought to himself, so it turns out that if Sun Bing is defeated, he won't lose too much face. But now, after Sun Bing said this, Zhao Yu fell into an awkward situation. It would be fine if Sun Bing won, but if Sun Bing lost, he would lose all his reputation.

Even Zhao Batian, who was standing aside, had a slight change in expression. However, the competition had already begun. He had no right to interfere in the competition, so he could only sit aside and watch.

"Alright. I hope that you can still speak these words in such a calm manner. I will definitely treat you well."

At this moment, Zhao Yu's face was gloomy. His good mood had been completely ruined by these words. That was why he spoke maliciously.

After he finished speaking, the Genuine Qi on his body immediately surged. He swung his fist at Sun Bing. This time, the power of his punch was far greater than the previous one. Obviously, Zhao Yu intended to teach Sun Bing a lesson. He didn't show any mercy at all.

His swift movement made everyone squint their eyes, especially the rogue cultivators below the stage. They imagined themselves as the Sun Bing on the stage, thinking about how they would defend themselves if they encountered this attack.

But soon, they were covered in sweat. They were surprised to find out that if they were to be hit by such a fist, there was no way they could escape. They couldn't help but say, "What a terrifying pugilistic arts! I can feel the threat of death. As expected of the Zhao family, the leader of the Three Clans."

"That's right. The disciples of the Sun family are really arrogant and conceited. They thought that it would be great if they could get the first place in their family, but they didn't know that the world was still big."

"Look, even Sun Bing didn't resist. He must be scared stiff. Although he is outstanding, he is too proud."

In fact, Sun Bing was sighing with emotion at this moment. This pugilistic arts was really amazing, it was far more powerful than the pugilistic arts he had encountered in the past. Two months ago, it was impossible for him to withstand such a pugilistic arts. But now...

Looking at the fist getting closer and closer to him, Sun Bing couldn't help but move his right hand slightly. The wooden sword in his hand broke the surrounding fist winds and pierced towards Zhao Yu's weak point. He had indeed kept his promise and didn't pull out his sword. He was still using the harmless scabbard.

Everyone thought that the final result would be Zhao Yu defeating Sun Bing directly, but reality was out of everyone's expectations.

Under the shocked gazes of tens of thousands of people, Zhao Yu withdrew his fist because he felt a fatal threat from the attack just now. If he kept attacking, he might die.

Zhao Yu's simple action had surprised Zhao Batian. Only he knew that although Zhao Yu was an outer circle disciple in name, he was his adopted son.

Although Zhao Batian didn't see Zhao Yu as his own son, he treated Zhao Yu very well. Since Zhao Yu was young, he had a lot of cultivation resources and secret manuals. What he received was not the treatment of an outer circle disciple.

Zhao Batian's purpose was obvious. He wanted to use today's opportunity to suppress the Sun family and Qian Family. This way, the Zhao family's power would undoubtedly be strengthened.

Zhao Yu's performance just now had made him very satisfied. According to Zhao Batian's estimation, Zhao Yu would at least be able to defeat all the branch family member disciples and hold on until the direct descendants of the major families entered the battlefield. At that time, he would be defeated, and he could use the excuse that he was physically weak.

However, Zhao Batian didn't expect that Zhao Yu would be able to defeat him in the second match. He immediately looked at Sun Xiao, who was standing beside him, and said in a deep voice, "The Sun family really has a good plan."

The battle on the battle platform was still going on. Zhao Yu had changed several ways to attack in order to find a flaw, but he strangely discovered that he had no way to break through Sun Bing's attack.

What frightened him even more was that Sun Bing had used this attack so far. His speed was very slow, but he had still broken through all of his attacks. He was getting closer and closer to Sun Bing.

"I don't believe that you can seriously injure me with the scabbard." In the end, Zhao Yu's face even had a trace of madness.

He immediately ignored the sword sheath that was getting closer and closer to him. He threw his fist at Sun Bing's head, and a fierce look appeared in his eyes. He had already infused all the Genuine Qi into this punch. At this moment, his fist was glowing with a faint white light. This could be considered his full strength attack.

As his fist got closer and closer to Sun Bing's head, a ferocious smile appeared on Zhao Yu's face. He seemed to have seen the scene of Sun Bing's death.

But at this moment, Zhao Yu suddenly felt an intense pain in his chest. He looked down and found that the sword sheath, which had been quite far away from him, had now reached his chest.

In an instant, a huge force sent Zhao Yu flying out of the battle platform. Zhao Yu's chest was like the chest of the disciple from the Qian Family. It had completely caved in. It was imaginable how much strength this sword contained.

However, this was merely the first strike of Sun Bing. Sun Bing didn't even draw his sword. His attack was already so powerful. If he really drew his sword, what would happen in the end? In an instant, all the rogue cultivators couldn't help but forget their arrogant words. They shivered.

"You dare?!" At this moment, Zhao Batian's face was filled with anger. Zhao Yu was the foster son that he had placed high hopes on. He never thought that Zhao Yu would be injured by Sun Bing now. He immediately wanted to attack Sun Bing.

However, the one who was smiling was Sun Xiao. With a smile on his face, he stopped Zhao Batian who was about to attack. "Patriarch Zhao, this is the Three Clans competition. Do you want to bully the weak?"

Looking deeply at Sun Bing who was on the battle platform, Zhao Batian forcefully held back his anger. "Alright. Sun family, just you wait."