Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

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Firstly, he had extremely high confidence in Wu Rulong.

After all, this is the first talented spear user recognized by the Martial Saint in Jiu Province.

Secondly, he still holds respect for the Spear Saint.

The group of superb martial artists led by the Spear Saint were the first batch of superb martial artists to die at the hands of the Martial Saint.

Thirty years ago, they, with a team of nine, fought together until one winner emerged, achieving the unprecedented strength of becoming a Martial Saint.

Apart from the Earth Sword Immortal who fled during the battle, Wu Qiankun holds respect for all the superb martial artists from the same era as the Martial Saint.

Therefore, although Zhao Hu and the others before him are not very strong and may not catch Wu Qiankun’s attention, he is willing to stand up and speak out to maintain some dignity for the descendants of the Spear Saint.

"Well said, young people are the pillars of Jiu Province," Qiao Mu coughed lightly and also stepped forward.

In an instant, everyone’s minds were shaken. Although they were just being looked at, it felt like being struck by swords, causing their skin to ache as if cut by blades.

"These are two very scary martial arts experts, are they related to the former Spear Saint?"

Although the onlookers were unhappy, they naturally didn’t dare to cause trouble openly.

"Thank you for helping us…may I ask for your names?" Zhao Hu asked.

"My last name is Di," Wu Qiankun casually replied, standing to the side and resting with his eyes closed, not engaging in further conversation with Zhao Hu.

He didn’t want to reveal his true identity, as Martial Saint had killed Zhao Hu’s father.

If he revealed his name, there might be someone from Xishan Village who was reckless enough to seek revenge with a sword.

"My last name is Zhou, Zhou Mu," Qiao Mu spoke up.

"Zhou Mu?," Wu Qiankun frowned slightly.

"In this world, are there skilled people with the last name Zhou like you? Another one popping out from the cracks?"

"Do you dare to tell the truth, even though you are hiding something?" Wu Qiankun asked coldly.

"You are just not well-informed." Qiao Mu said seriously.

"I am Zhou Mu, a member of the royal family of the former Zhou Dynasty."

"Zhou Dynasty? Your story sounds too far-fetched." Wu Qiankun snorted.

"Are all members of the Zhou Dynasty surnamed Zhou?"

Qiao Mu was taken aback this time, realizing that Founding Emperor Yan had embarrassed him.

It turned out that Founding Emperor Yan, a coarse martial artist without education, directly used his own surname as the name of the country.

He thought this was a common practice in the world of royal dynasties?

"This Zhou is not the same as that Zhou, don’t you see how uninformed you are?" Qiao Mu said solemnly.

"I’m talking about the Jo Dynasty from three thousand years ago, not the Great Zhou Dynasty from three hundred years ago."

"It makes sense for the royal family of the Jo Dynasty to have the surname Jo, right?"

Zhao Hu saw the two people were about to argue, so he quickly took out a thin little booklet from his pocket.

"This is the martial arts experience left by my father…"

It must be said that Zhao Hu’s timing was sharp; as soon as he took out this little booklet, both of their attention shifted, and no more words were exchanged.

He then turned his head back to the other martial artists in the crowd.

"Everyone."

"We need to select a standout martial artist, and the rule is simple, we’ll settle it with fists."

"On the top of the western mountain behind me was where the Spear Saint used to practice."

"In Xishan Village, there will be guardians on the mountain path. The one who passes through three checkpoints, reaches the mountain peak, and emerges victorious in combat shall be the heir of ‘Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear’."

"However, all of you are martial arts experts. It would be a shame to see anyone injured in this competition. This is not a fight to the death. I hope you all show mercy and stop at a certain point."

Following Zhao Hu, another Xishan Village villager stepped forward.

With a family legacy that produced the Spear Saint, this family is certainly powerful, with sturdy martial artists among them.

"Well then, let it be you, Impermanent Demon. You are chosen," Qiao Mu patted the shoulder of the Impermanent Demon Cat beside him.

He had briefly learned about the common knowledge of the demon clan from Storyteller Clairvoyance at Tide Listening Building.

The mighty demons mentioned by many, are actually powerful creatures that even martial artists cannot easily defeat.

In Jiu Province’s martial arts system, reaching the 1st rank is considered the ultimate achievement.

The difference between the 1st rank and the superb rank is like the difference between a student with a Ph.D. and a post-doctoral researcher.

The 1st rank is the highest level recognized by the imperial court, but it doesn’t mean reaching the end of the road.

The term "great demon" refers to supernatural beings that are much stronger than 1st rank Spirit Refining martial artists.

Although the demon race, like cultivators, has declined, they were once a powerful group that rivaled cultivators.

Among mortal martial artists, only a few superb martial artists stand a chance against them.

That’s why Qiao Mu is confident facing the unpredictable, a demonic cat that feeds on countless dead spirits.

"I see," responded Qiao Mu confidently, nodding his head and then softly asked:

"But what does ‘stop while you’re ahead’ mean?"

"…It means to always have a backup plan and not go to extremes, remember this well," Qiao Mu said helplessly, rubbing his temples.

"Also, remember to speak more politely, the Zhao family is the descendants of the Spear Saint, with a good reputation."

Even though the beast slave Chen Heihu in the mansion said that Zhao Hu had evil intentions, Qiao Mu naturally wouldn’t believe one-sided words.

As dawn approached, the travelers were already following the guidance of the Zhao clan members, beginning to climb the mountain path ahead.

Including Qiao Mu, Wu Qiankun, and other few older experts, were regarded as guests by Zhao Hu, following him onto another mountain path, watching the distant battle.

The crowd gathered, with several Zhao family martial artists standing in front of the mountain path, blocking the approaching travelers.

"Everyone, this challenge will test your skills with the spear."

"If any of you can defeat us in spear skills in a one-on-one duel, then you will pass this test."

The Zhao family martial artist pointed to the side, where various long spears were prepared on the weapon rack.

"It looks like we will indeed be tested on spear skills…" Qiao Mu rubbed his chin, feeling a bit uncertain.

Although he had taught the Reaper some spear techniques in seven days, how much could one learn in seven days? Just some basic skills, maybe?

Qiao Mu saw the Grim Reaper picking up two iron spears and holding them.

Two spears? Qiao Mu had never taught that before, and even he found it a bit strange.

"Practicing with two spears?" Everyone also noticed this scene and found it strange.

"Even though using two spears is a form of spear technique, the Spear Saint’s ‘Birds Adoring the Phoenix Spear’ is focused on single spear techniques. Wait, what is she doing?"

Amidst the surprised looks from everyone, the Grim Reaper twisted the iron spear in his hand, bending the steel into a circle that wrapped around her right arm and waist, securing her arm to her waist.

"Such strength… Wait, what are you doing?" A burly middle-aged man guarding the gate furrowed his brow.

"Do you think you can defeat me with just one hand? That’s too arrogant."

"Are you doing this on purpose?"

The Grim Reaper puffed out her chest innocently and said, "Gotta hold back a bit, can’t go around killing people."

"So this is called holding back?" The middle-aged gatekeeper’s eye twitched and he took a deep breath.

If the other person is an ordinary martial artist, he would most likely be provoked by this on purpose.

But the little girl in front of him had a strange innocence about her, and she was quite pretty too.

The middle-aged gatekeeper, who believed in the value of appearance, began to rethink if the explanation given by the patriarch was wrong, so he asked gently:

"Could it be that you misunderstood, little girl?"

The girl thought for a moment and found some sense in his words.

So she used her remaining hand to bend another iron spear and tied her legs with the bent steel spear.

"Like this?" she asked with wide eyes.

The middle-aged gatekeeper’s forehead vein bulged as he unconsciously took a sharp breath and gritted his teeth.

Where did you accidentally? This was clearly on purpose!

The martial artist in this mountain valley is so simple, he thinks too naively of this girl from outside…

This girl has a human face but a beastly heart!

At this moment, on another mountain path, Zhao Hu looked at Qiao Mu expressionlessly.

Qiao Mu had to explain with a smile:

"Children don’t understand, she was just joking, she didn’t mean it."

After saying that, they heard the monk call out:

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"I can’t move my feet right now, can you come over?"

Wu Qiankun, who had been standing coldly next to them, couldn’t help but speak up with a strained expression on his face.

"Well, quite polite," he remarked.

Qiao Mu opened his mouth, unsure of how to explain this time.

In fact, he exclaimed in his mind.

He didn’t know if this little kitten had a bad heart or was just innocently silly.

Not sure where he learned his pretentious ways, quite the self-made man….

The middle-aged gatekeeper’s face had turned purple.

There were many gatekeepers, and many wanderers were trying to pass through at the same time, some of whom were skilled enough to have already defeated the gatekeepers.

The first skilled wanderer to pass through was a young man with neatly tied back black hair, who was silent but moved very quickly.

In a flash, he had defeated the guard and raced like lightning towards the mountain path behind him, his legs almost blurring into a ghostly image leaving a trail of dust behind.

Obviously, this person is very skilled at light-footed techniques.

The second one to pass the guard was Wu Rulong, with a simple and straight spear thrust, unexpectedly hitting the guard’s spear tip accurately and sending him flying out.

However, no matter how dazzling and powerful these two people were, they were no match for the sharp tongue of the guard.

Now almost everyone’s attention was focused on the guard facing off with the guard, even the first two people who rushed through the gate were being ignored.

This made the guard’s middle-aged man’s face even uglier, growling softly:

"Well, then I shall witness your skills!"

He took a step forward, the long spear in his hand like a dragon, thrusting straight towards the stationary guardian.

The next moment.

He felt an overwhelming force coming from the spear, and he was knocked over by it. After the ground shook, he found himself lying on the ground.

"Did… I lose?"

The middle-aged gatekeeper looked stunned.

He couldn’t see the girl’s movements clearly, but he knew she was very fast and strong.

He wasn’t sure about the spear technique because he lost too quickly.

He stood up somewhat confused, watching the girl straighten the iron spear she had bent in her hand, walking towards the mountain path behind him.

He was full of regret now.

Darn it, she tricked him.

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