Ancient Godly Monarch
chapter-238

AGM 238 - Suffering a Violent Beating

Seeing Qin Wentian taking the lead and standing up for her, Bailu Yi smiled and acquiesced. This scenario caused Yan Kong’s countenance to grow even colder. It seemed that the rumors were true, Bailu Yi was infatuated with Qin Wentian. If not, there was no way the ice beauty of White Deer Institute would show such an expression in public.

Hatred and jealousy filled Yan Kong’s heart.

Qin Wentian stepped forth to stand in front of Bailu Yi, looking at Yan Kong, “Do you really think that out of this entire group, your attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions is the highest?”

Yan Kong stared at Qin Wentian with contempt in his eyes before replying, “Why? You want to try me?”

“Please guide me then,” Qin Wentian spoke indifferently, advancing a few steps. At this moment, he had discarded his casual attitude and demeanor. Looking at his focused expression, it was as though Qin Wentian was surrounded by a palpable radiant halo of light.

Qin Wentian’s change caused Leng Ning’s heartbeat to quicken, was this still the boastful fellow she knew?

Brimming with self-confidence and a belief in the invincibility of youth, this was the feeling Qin Wentian was currently projecting.

“He sure looks confident but is his attainment really higher compared to Yan Kong?” Leng Ning was worried yet for some unknown reason, seeing Qin Wentian like this filled her heart with traces of anticipation.

“Hehe.” Yan Kong coldly laughed as his aura blasted forth. The surrounding crowd all retreated, giving Qin Wentian and Yan Kong space to duel.

At that moment, an Astral Soul blazing with golden light materialized above Yan Kong; this was a palm-shaped forging-type Astral Soul.

At the same time, Yan Kong’s palm also began to glow with golden light as outlines of runic imprints appeared, interweaving together as it transformed, all the while emitting a brilliant glare. As time passed, the runic outlines continued their weaving and gradually, a faint shadow of a dragon coalesced from thin air. Even though the shadow’s dragon-form was somewhat crude and simple, it was still a dragon-type Divine Inscription - an extremely rare and extraordinary Divine Inscription.

“Look closely.” Yan Kong laughed, as he slammed his palm into the ground. Momentarily, the Dragon Divine Inscription symbol disappeared from his palm and was transferred onto the surface of the ground.

“ROOARR…” A low-sounding draconic howl thundered as a golden dragon burst out, lunging towards Qin Wentian. As a deafening sound echoed, the golden dragon slammed right into Qin Wentian’s body, causing gaps to be torn in his robes yet not injuring him in the slightest.

“Yan Kong’s attainment is at the very pinnacle of a second-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, he’s only a step away from the third-ranked.” The spectators’ hearts all trembled at Yan Kong’s talent. He should be able to reach the level of third-ranked Divine Inscriptionists within half a year.

Yan Kong crossed his arms as a cold smile hung on his lips. He could already see the scene of Qin Wentian being defeated. How would Bailu Yi explain her decision then?

“Are you finished?” Qin Wentian brushed the dust from his robes as he spoke, causing Yan Kong’s expression to falter. “Then, it’s my turn now.”

BBOOOOMMMMMMMM!

Qin Wentian slammed his foot onto the ground. An instant later, a white-colored Roc-type Divine Inscription was etched onto the surface of the ground, as the faint shadow of a huge Roc erupted forth, speeding towards Yan Kong.

“So faint? For a moment, I still thought you were at least at my level.” Yan Kong laughed uproariously when he saw the faint shadow of the white Roc nearing him.

However, even before the sound of his voice faded, Qin Wentian stomped on the ground again, causing the faint shadow of the Roc to ‘solidify’.

Boom, boom, boom! Qin Wentian stepped on the ground in a unique rhythm, causing the faint shadow of the first Roc to become corporeal and morph into reality. With each step, several other Rocs began to materialise as they erupted towards Yan Kong. Yan Kong could only hurriedly dance about, waving his arms while inscribing at a crazy speed, frantically trying to block the attacks.“Wait, what???” The jaws of the spectators dropped as their expressions all froze on their faces. The Roc-type Divine Inscription under Qin Wentian’s feet was re-organising its runic line structure?

Leng Ning had her fist tightly clenched as her heart pounded madly. She stared at Qin Wentian with an expression of amazement and wonder on her face.

Finally, after the re-organisation was complete, the previously etched Divine Inscription on the ground enlarged itself several times in size, transforming into the picture of a gigantic Roc so huge that its wings blotted out the sky. A menacing aura exuded forth from the newly formed Inscription, yet Qin Wentian’s countenance was as indifferent as before, akin to the drifting clouds and passing winds.

Abruptly, the earlier manifested Rocs all trembled as they turned into flashes of white light, zooming backwards, and then becoming a part of the gigantic Roc. With a shrill snarl of rage, the surrounding space trembled as the claws of the Roc tried to forcefully grab Yan Kong’s head, intending to smash it into pieces.

Yan Kong’s countenance underwent a drastic change, as he explosively retreated. With a howl of rage, both his hands folded various hand-seals, causing a fearsome palm imprint to blast out and then collide directly with the gigantic Roc. The impact brought forth terrifying sounds to resonate in the air.

The gigantic Roc’s corporeal form gradually grew indistinct, yet Yan Kong appeared to be in an extremely sorry state.

The surroundings were totally devoid of sound, as the gazes of everyone were riveted onto Qin Wentian. Even Bailu Yi was astounded, Qin Wentian’s attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions was even higher than what she had expected. This was also the first time Bailu Yi had seen Qin Wentian’s true abilities. Could this fellow really be a monstrous genius in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions?

“A third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, his Divine Inscriptions were able to suppress a Yuanfu expert. His rank of attainment is surely at the third level!”

“That fellow is actually a third-ranked Divine Inscriptions Grandmaster.”

Only now did the crowd understand how wrong they were. What infatuation? Obviously Bailu Yi had long noticed Qin Wentian’s talent. These people were using the small hearts of despicable men and made their speculations while wearing colored-glasses. Needless to say, all of them were feeling ashamed now.

The moment they validated the fact that Qin Wentian was a third-ranked grandmaster, all of their jealousy had vanished into thin air.

“Third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist.” Leng Ning froze before she exclaimed in incredulous disbelief. Her countenance was extremely fascinating to behold, as her heart continued palpitating madly.

Third-ranked! This braggart was actually a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist…

“Wait, what am I saying.” Leng Ning suddenly blushed, Qin Wentian had always been a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist Grandmaster, he was no braggart.

“That bastard!” Without knowing why, Leng Ning stomped her foot in agitation. No wonder this fellow always seemed to be unperturbed, was he doing it on purpose? Grrr.

But when she remembered that she had told Qin Wentian she would marry him if he was a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, the blush on her face further deepened as she snuck a few glances at him. How embarrassing was that...Qin Wentian calmly looked at Yan Kong as he indifferently commented, “Didn’t you say your attainment among us was the highest?”

Yan Kong turned pale from the cutting sarcasm. Not long ago he was still strutting about, proclaiming he was the strongest, yet now, he was humiliated in front of so many people.

“You want to kill me?” Only to hear Yan Kong instantly shift topics as a foreboding aura emanated forth from him. A cold glint of light flickered in his eyes as he dashed towards Qin Wentian.

“Yan Kong, you are shameless.” Leng Ning’s countenance became incredibly unsightly as she felt the killing intent of Yan Kong. This Yan Kong was way too high-handed. He lost to Qin Wentian’s Divine Inscriptions and actually wanted to deal with him right after just to salvage the broken remnants of his false pride? Yet based on his Yan Clan’s influence, even if he did injure Qin Wentian, no one would be able to do anything about it.

“Golden Dragon Seal.”

Yan Kong struck out with his palm as dragon-might emanated forth from it. An aura of extreme sharpness bore down on Qin Wentian, the mandate Yan Kong had comprehended was the Mandate of Metal.

Metal of the Five Elements, was terrifyingly sharp and domineering. The first level of insight of the Mandate of Metal, was Penetration, which reinforced this terrifying, destructive attribute to each of Yan Kong’s attacks.

When Qin Wentian saw Yan Kong’s sneak attack, a terrifying light gleamed in his eyes as the demonic Qi around the area surged. As his Astral Energy gushed within his Arterial Pathways, a crimson light shone from his palms as the blood-seals in his body thrummed.

“Falling Mountain Palms!” Qin Wentian sent out his palms in answer. Currently, Qin Wentian had already completely understood the essence of this innate technique; he had already reached its perfection realm. A terrifying mountain peak materialised as it slammed downwards, further augmented by the Mountain-type Divine Energy within his Yuanfu, as well as enhanced by the first level of insight of the Mandate of Force, Strength.

As the Golden Dragon Seal collided together with the Falling Mountain Palms, it shattered into a million pieces amidst a deafening thunderous reverberation. An instant later, only the blur of a flickering silhouette could be seen moving at extreme speed.

BOOM! Yan Kong was slammed into a towering stone pillar. A single hand pressed on the front of his chest. Qin Wentian stood to the side of Yan Kong as a look of utter dominance flashed in his eyes.

“This…” The hearts of everyone spectating involuntarily pounded, while Leng Ning drew in a breath of cold air. Was this still the Qin Wentian she was familiar with? That boastful, yet ever-smiling, simple and well-mannered youth?

With a violent toss, Yan Kong was flung to the ground. When he tried to rise, he only saw Qin Wentian coldly staring at him as he remarked coolly, “Apologise to Teacher Bailu.”

Yan Kong wiped the traces of blood from his lips as the light of hatred flickered in his eyes. He ignored Qin Wentian and started to stand up.

Boom!

Qin Wentian inverted his hand and sent out another palm strike, knocking Yan Kong back to the ground. The force of the palm strike caused Yan Kong to spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

“Apologise,” Qin Wentian stated simply. Yet this simple word seemed to contain within them a tyrannical force and oppressiveness that couldn’t be masked.

Back then he already knew Yan Kong harboured ill intentions towards him. It was just that he had only recently arrived at the Moon Continent and couldn’t be bothered about Yan Kong. After all, he still had many things he needed to do. To him, Yan Kong was only a small-time character, not worthy of any notice. Yet Yan Kong had to trample on the limits of his patience.Since that was the case, Qin Wentian would have to give him something to remember.

“DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU’RE DOING?” Yan Kong screeched, he tried to get up once more.

Boom! Even before the sound of his voice faded, Qin Wentian stomped his foot directly onto Yan Kong’s back, trampling him ruthlessly into the ground.

If Yan Kong wasn’t convinced, he would abuse him until he submitted!

“Three breaths of time, this is your final chance,” Qin Wentian’s indifferent voice rang out.

“YOU DARE?!” Yan Kong roared, but with the force Qin Wentian was applying, there was no way for him to get up.

“First breath,” Qin Wentian continued, ignoring Yan Kong’s words.

A wretched expression appeared on Yan Kong’s face, as his body trembled uncontrollably. This degree of humiliation was exceedingly great.

“Second breath,” Qin Wentian continued, as a wave of killing intent erupted forth from him. Everything in the vicinity froze, even the crowd held their breath.

Yan Kong involuntarily trembled in terror as he sensed the ice-cold killing intent reflected off those indifferent eyes. These eyes, were eyes of a cold-blooded demon.

“Third brea…”

“I’M SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Yan Kong screamed, he couldn’t stand it any longer. Today, he had no choice but to submit.

“Teacher Bailu, I, Yan Kong, have offended you with my words. I deserve to be punished, I’m sorry.” Yan Kong forced the words out through gritted teeth. This amount of shame felt even worse compared to him dying.

“Why did you insist on being abused even though you knew that you had to apologise sooner or later?” Qin Wentian slowly removed his foot while revealing a faint smile. The coldness that had pervaded the air moments before, dissipated. That terrifying youth from moments ago disappeared as the casual, well-mannered Qin Wentian was back again. However, no one would forget the scene they had witnessed earlier. It was an incident that had carved an indelible mark in their minds!