I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 170 - 168: A Flying Pig

With a flash of his hands, two Fire Talismans appeared in Yao Yuan’s grasp. SWISH! SWISH! They shot toward Zhang Xiaojiang. His opponent was a Bow Cultivator, so he couldn’t afford to let him create distance. After all, not everyone possessed Luu Miaoyin’s level of Control Power.

The Fire Talismans came whistling through the air. Zhang Xiaojiang had only just reacted, but he was clearly far too slow. He barely dodged the first Fire Talisman, but the second one sent him flying.

The Fire Cloud Hall erupted in laughter. This fatty was definitely the biggest newbie in the tournament’s history!

He couldn’t even dodge the most basic Fire Talismans, yet he had the audacity to come back for more.

Jia Shidao and the others exchanged glances. ’...They’re still letting him fight? Has Thunderlight Hall really run out of people?’

Was it necessary to put on such a farce? Even if this was a strategy of sacrificing a weaker player, they could have at least chosen someone halfway decent. This was just too embarrassing.

Little Fatty scrambled to his feet without a shred of dignity. Yao Yuan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. ’This feels a bit like bullying.’ He genuinely disliked fighting weaker opponents, but this was the grand tournament, and he had to win.

"Junior Brother Zhang, my apologies!"

WHOOSH... WHOOSH... WHOOSH...

Fire Talisman after Fire Talisman blasted toward Zhang Xiaojiang. Zhang Xiaopang scrambled up and took off, ducking and weaving. Each dodge was a hair’s breadth from disaster, and he showed no intention of fighting back. Although Zhang Xiaojiang’s frame was a bit chubby and his evasion skills were poor, he was surprisingly fast on his feet. Yao Yuan could only give chase, flinging Fire Talismans, but as a Technique Cultivator, he wasn’t particularly fast himself.

"Damn, so this fatty’s specialty is speed!"

"Haha, a flying pig!"

"Tsk tsk, if he were a little thinner, he’d be a peerless master."

...

Yao Yuan was again at a loss, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. ’No matter how fast he runs, can he really outrun Magic?’

BOOM...

A Bursting Fire Talisman shot out, blasting Little Fatty dozens of feet away.

But Zhang Xiaojiang immediately scrambled back to his feet. He was in a world of pain, and only then did he remember to fight back, loosing an arrow.

Yao Yuan didn’t move. The arrow was ridiculously off target.

Zhang Xiaojiang felt his hands trembling. ’What’s wrong with me? Everyone is laughing at me.’ He didn’t want to fight anymore. He wanted to run away.

BOOM...

In just a moment of distraction, a series of Fire Talismans slammed into his body, followed by a Bursting Fire Talisman. Zhang Xiaojiang was sent flying once more, his entire body screaming in pain.

THUD... THUD THUD.

After hitting the ground, Zhang Xiaojiang rolled a few times and then lay motionless.

He didn’t want to get up. ’Even if I do, I can’t win.’

His ears were filled with sounds of mockery...

Luu Mei gritted her teeth, furious. Hu Jing sighed. The disciples of Thunderlight Hall couldn’t even bring themselves to shout back. They weren’t afraid of being outmatched in skill, but there was no cure for cowardice.

Wang Meng watched Zhang Xiaojiang. ’One day, I will have to leave this place, but I will not go until I know Zhang Xiaojiang is settled.’ Zhang Xiaojiang’s personality wasn’t suited for making his way in the Small Thousand World. But now that they were here, he couldn’t let anyone bully his brother.

However, Wang Meng knew he couldn’t protect him forever. The day would come when Zhang Xiaojiang would have to stand on his own. Everyone would underestimate him, but not Wang Meng. Zhang Xiaojiang’s strength was far greater than he himself imagined—greater than anyone imagined. He just hadn’t come to terms with it yet.

BOOM...

Another Fire Talisman exploded, sending Zhang Xiaojiang’s body tumbling again. He still didn’t get up.

The jeers were endless. Yao Yuan didn’t know what to do. ’A battle of mine that should be one for the history books isn’t supposed to be like this.’

"Zhang Xiaojiang!"

A thunderous roar drowned out all the mockery.

In his dim world, Zhang Xiaojiang suddenly found a ray of light.

"Get up!"

Zhang Xiaojiang scrambled to his feet by instinct. ’Why is everyone looking at me so strangely...?’

Wang Meng ripped open the top of his shirt, revealing a scar on his shoulder. He pointed to the scar, then thumped his chest.

Only Zhang Xiaojiang understood. It was from a chaotic battle. Zhang Xiaojiang had blocked that sword strike for Wang Meng. That was why Wang Meng had only suffered a shoulder injury, while that same strike had nearly severed Zhang Xiaojiang’s own arm.

In this world, only Wang Meng knew that Zhang Xiaojiang was absolutely no coward.

Zhang Xiaojiang suddenly smiled. He looked up at the sky. ’Damn, there are too many fools in this world. They actually managed to confuse a damn genius like me, the smartest man alive.’

’Wang Meng didn’t send me up here to lose. He sent me up here to win!’

’What the hell was this called again???’

’Trust! That’s it, trust!’

Zhang Xiaojiang licked his lips. ’Damn, my whole body is on fire with pain. Offending Master Zhang has serious consequences!’

The Golden Silk Iron Bow began to glow brightly. Zhang Xiaojiang stared intently at Yao Yuan. In that moment, Yao Yuan seemed just like that proud Tiger Eagle from back then.

Yao Yuan sensed something was off. The man’s aura was completely different.

Everyone assumed Zhang Xiaojiang was about to launch a counterattack. But even as Yao Yuan’s Fire Talisman came blasting toward him, Zhang Xiaojiang still showed no sign of acting.

WHOOSH...

The Fire Talisman missed...

One Fire Talisman after another flew at Zhang Xiaojiang, but Little Fatty nimbly dodged them all, never breaking his offensive stance.

This was merely a fundamental of the Ten Thousand Arrows Kill Stream: to maintain one’s stance no matter the attack. The moment an opponent revealed the slightest opening, death would be waiting.

The members of Fire Cloud Hall exchanged glances. ’...Is that even possible?’

’Could it be that those Fire Talismans blasted a new soul into the fatty?’

A cold sneer touched Song Zhong’s lips. ’Yao Yuan hasn’t even used a third of his power yet...’

Yao Yuan’s interest was piqued. This Little Fatty was actually giving him a sense of danger. Fire Talismans danced through the air, accompanied by the roar of Bursting Fire Talismans, but this overwhelming assault was no longer as effective as it had been moments ago.

For a Bow Cultivator, evasion was a mandatory skill, regardless of body type. They had to learn all kinds of Body Techniques. Little Fatty’s talent was excellent; he was an agile fatty. It was just that not everyone shared Wang Meng’s extroverted, challenge-loving personality. The sliver of courage Zhang Xiaojiang had mustered for his first fight had been beaten right out of him, so he started this match looking like a total amateur. It wasn’t a reflection of his true ability at all.

But when Zhang Xiaojiang truly let go, he was a completely different person.

It was just like when they first started training together. Little Fatty would always hide behind Wang Meng to land a cheap shot, but he quickly became braver and bolder. He needed time. He needed to be trusted.

"Damn, it’s like this fatty is a whole new person! How is he dodging all of that?"

Yao Yuan’s Talismans were extremely precise, and his ability to predict his opponent’s moves was excellent. Even if his sequencing wasn’t as exquisite as Luu Miaoyin’s, his skill level was still remarkably high. And yet, Little Fatty was somehow able to dodge everything while maintaining his attack stance. His portly build should have made movement difficult, but his instantaneous shifts in position were incredibly fast.

’High-speed bursts?’

Little Fatty didn’t care what the evasion technique was called. It was like in a brawl—it doesn’t matter what kind of weapon you’re using, as long as it gets the job done.

Yao Yuan was starting to realize it too. It was as if his opponent’s body had awakened, growing more and more agile. His physique was basically just a disguise.

Why did Wan Jing say Zhang Xiaojiang was a genius? Why hadn’t he given him any special instructions on his movements?

Because it wasn’t necessary!

Even he had been deceived by Zhang Xiaojiang’s appearance. He had originally accepted Zhang Xiaojiang as a disciple simply because of the look in his eyes—a critical factor for a Bow Cultivator. But the reason he took him in and even taught him the Ten Thousand Arrows Kill Stream was that he had discovered what was truly terrifying about Little Fatty. His chubbiness wasn’t normal; it was related to his constitution. He had abundant Elemental Power and a broad bone structure, only appearing chubby because of his youth. The most direct result of this was his movement speed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com and vote for it. Your support is my greatest motivation.)