Chapter 42 - Return To The Rightful Owner

Chapter 42: Return To The Rightful Owner

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

A diamond-shaped dart flew out from Fan Chunfeng’s palm and headed straight for Su Jingxing.

Swish!

The sound of rapid wind, accompanied by icy killing intent, enveloped Su Jingxing’s back.

Su Jingxing, who was running, sensed it immediately and dodged the sneak attack.

Then, he stopped and turned to look at Fan Chungang.

“You want to kill me?”

Su Jingxing remained calm and said coldly, “You will kill me just because I refused your help?”

“Alright, cut the pretense.”

Fan Chungang’s face darkened, his eyes spitting fire. “Since we’ve already fallen out, I don’t want to waste any more words. Let me ask you something. Did you take Chen Xiaodao’s Colossal Divine Dagger?”

You have guessed correctly!

Su Jingxing thought inwardly but remained collected on the surface. “What Colossal Divine Dagger?”

“Heh, still putting on an act.”

Fan Chungang sneered. “Do you think I wouldn’t know if you refuse to admit it? Others might not know the method of exerting force, the angle of striking, and the diffusion of force of the Colossal Divine Dagger, but I know it very well! Because Chen Xiaodao stole the Colossal Divine Dagger from me! Before he practiced throwing daggers, I was already extremely familiar with this hidden weapon!”

“So?” Su Jingxing was calm.

“So, this hidden weapon should be returned to its original owner now!”

Fan Chungang shouted as he threw another diamond-shaped dart.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

This time, there were as many as three diamond-shaped darts. Each one was aimed at Su Jingxing’s vital parts at an extremely tricky angle.

Swoosh! Swoosh swoosh!

Su Jingxing’s body swayed as he used the Eight Step Rising Dragon beneath his feet. In a few flashes, he easily dodged.

After regaining his balance, he looked at Fan Chungang, who had an ugly expression on his face, and said with a chuckle, “This is also the Colossal Divine Dagger, right? Oh, no, this should be called Light Body Dart.”

That’s right. Fan Chungang’s darts had the exact same method of force exertion and change in trajectories as the Colossal Divine Dagger.

However, the might was much weaker.

Su Jingxing was starting to believe Fan Chungang’s account.

The Colossal Divine Dagger could really have been snatched by Chen Xiaodao.

Fan Chungang had practiced this hidden weapon before, but because he did not have unusual strength, he could not master it successfully. Therefore, he switched to darts and only retained the method of exerting force from the Colossal Divine Dagger.

There were many similar situations. For example, applying sword techniques to sabers.

If one were to cultivate a sword technique as a saber art, it wouldn’t be weak either.

It may seem perfect, but in reality, such martial arts have already changed. They have become neither fish nor fowl.

Unless it was a talented and knowledgeable genius who could strip away the old and create his own martial arts.

Only by comprehending saber techniques from sword techniques would the martial arts attained have made further progress.

Was Fan Chungang such a person?

Obviously not!

Therefore, his dart skill was very awkward in Su Jingxing’s eyes.

As for Fan Chunfeng, he thought that he had concealed himself well and that no one would be able to tell.

Even Wan Rong whom he served, never knew.

At this moment, Su Jingxing had laid it bare in front of him. The shame and anger in his heart erupted.

“You’re not willing to hand it over, are you? Then I’ll take it myself!”

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Fan Chungang roared and waved his hands, releasing more than ten diamond-shaped darts in an attempt to drown Su Jingxing with the numbers.

At the same time, he stomped on the ground. Moving like lightning, he charged at Su Jingxing with two curved blades in his hands.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Su Jingxing’s figure flashed repeatedly as he moved to the right, avoiding the diamond-shaped darts.

He no longer held back against Fan Chungang who was pouncing over.

Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!

Throwing daggers, three throwing daggers flew out in succession to meet Fan Chungang.

In an instant, the sound of rushing wind suddenly intensified. They tore through the air like cannonballs leaving their shells.

The strange flying angle seemed straight, but was ever-changing.

One second it was on the left, the next it was on the right.

However, the trajectory in his vision never changed.

It was seemingly false and real at the same time.

Fan Chungang felt dizzy at once. His heart raced.

Danger!

The alarm bells in Fan Chungang’s head rang.

There was no time to dodge, so he instinctively brandished his dual sabers to block in front of him.

Thud!

A muffled sound.

Pu!

Fan Chungang spat out a mouthful of blood as his arms turned numb. He could not stop himself from stepping backwards.

The two curved blades in his hands, however, had already turned into a pile of fragments with a loud bang, scattering in the air.

Under the sunlight, the blade fragments were bright and dazzling.

As Fan Chungang retreated, a throwing dagger appeared in his vision.

The second throwing dagger!

The first of the throwing daggers that were imbued with immense power had crushed the curved blades, and the residual force pushed Fan Chungang back.

The second throwing dagger, which was following closely behind, came straight at Fan Chungang’s chest, hitting him hard.

Thud! Bang!

Crack!

“Ah!”

Fresh blood spurted out from Fan Chungang’s mouth, splattering everywhere.

Most of the bones in his chest were broken, and the clothes on his body turned into countless pieces along with a thin inner armor.

In midair——

Boom!

The third throwing daggers pierced through his chest, leaving behind a gaping hole. It pierced through Fan Chungang and headed straight for the towering trees behind him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Muffled sounds were heard continuously. Under the aggression from the residual force of the third throwing dagger, the ancient trees exploded, broke, and collapsed one after another.

The hundred-meter-tall humongous trunks toppled over in every possible direction and crashed onto the nearby trees, letting out a series of rumbles.

Countless birds were roused. They flew out of the forest and fled in all directions.

The quiet mountain peak became extremely lively.

There were birds in the sky, flying all over the place. There were beasts running everywhere.

Of course, all of this was getting further and further away from Fan Chunfeng.

He was lying on the ground, a huge hole in his chest. Facing the sky, fresh blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth without end.

His trembling body quickly lost its vitality. The final life in his widened eyes shone as he stared fixedly at Su Jingxing, who was approaching.

“You… you…”

“You didn’t see wrongly. This is the real Colossal Divine Dagger.” Su Jingxing began calmly. “Didn’t you want it to return to its original owner? I thought about it and felt that you were right… Hey, hey, don’t die so quickly!”

Su Jingxing sneered and shook his head as he looked at Fan Chungang, who had died with a grievance.

He followed him all the way and forced him to attack.

Great, there’s no need for you to run around anymore.

Su Jingxing’s arms now had 8000 catties of strength. Coupled with the Colossal Divine Dagger, the might released was no different from a cannonball.

Although Fan Chungang was prepared——dual blades, inner armor and all, he was still pierced through the chest and back by the third dagger.

Deader than dead!

A seventh-grade martial artist doesn’t not seem like much.

Su Jingxing criticised in his heart.

He opened his backpack and took out the Corpse Dissolving Liquid, preparing to destroy all traces to prevent attracting the Corpse-raising Devil Insect Egg.

[Corpse discovered. Would you like to extract it?]

A notification flashed across his mind.

Su Jingxing smiled and replied inwardly, “Yes.”

The next moment, a card appeared in his pocket.

Su Jingxing took it out and read the information.

He realized that it was actually a…