Game Lord's Cultivation System

The crowd was shocked by the prowess displayed by Di Qiaowei. They hadn\'t expected such a young man could produce such a powerful sword field.

"It seems like the Di Clan might surpass the other 5 clans at this rate with Di Qiaowei."

"What a hateful Di Clan… they actually have such talented offspring compared to my untalented child."

"The Di Clan\'s rise is unstoppable now…"

As the crowd lamented their harsh fate, Zhao Tong on the other hand held a solemn expression.

\'The Di Clan has actually hidden such a talented youth for so long. It seemed like this ancient ruin was the time for them to finally flash their vicious claws.\' He thought.

At the same time, he sighed in relief that he had ordered Yuan Chunhua to detain Bing Tong from acting rashly and entering the ancient ruin. After all, with the Di Clan\'s prowess and the other 5 clans hiding their talented individuals, he could not guarantee his daughter\'s life would be safe.

While Zhao Tong was contemplating the current situation, Di Qiaowei had already assembled the sword field to its maximum power.

"Behold, my greatest trump card, Jing. This is what you get when you stick your nose into some other people\'s businesses." Di Qiaowei sneered coldly, diverting all of his sword intent at Jiang Ming.

And with the existence of the sword field, the sword intent was like a homing missile, completely locked on Jiang Ming. This meant that no matter where or how Jiang Ming dodges, the sword intent would constantly follow him until it hit.

"Hahaha, I want to see how you\'re going to dodge, damn rat." Di Qiaowei started laughing wildly, thinking that victory had been achieved.

After all, he didn\'t think Jiang Ming could deflect his sword intent or even have a chance to counterattack in such a tense situation.

\'Should I destroy his sword field now?\' Jiang Ming wondered silently. The so-called sword field created by Di Qiaowei could be the worst one he had ever seen in his life. If it weren\'t for the slight fluctuation he felt from the sword field, then he would have thought it was a superficial one.

"Jing, go get\'em." Yang Liqin cheered louder, prompting others to be envious of Jiang Ming for being cheered.

Although they can\'t see her face with the mask on, every one of them is an expert when it comes to viewing heavenly beauties.

Feeling motivated by the cheering, Jiang Ming was so grateful to be here once again. \'Why is my aunt always so sexy and supportive? Thank you to whoever brought me here. You have given me a brand new life to live on.\'

As Jiang Ming became distracted from her cheering, Di Qiaowei\'s anger rose even further.

\'What the fuck is wrong with that woman? Why is she cheering this fucker that only kept on dodging my attack? I\'m the star of this show and doing all these miraculous techniques.\' Di Qiaowei screamed inwardly.

He was extremely jealous of Jiang Ming. His eyes had turned blood red as he no longer cared for the consequences.

\'Father said to not show all my abilities right away, but this person is just so infuriating. It was like destiny had sent him here today to specifically irritate me.\' He thought.

With his fury rising up, Di Qiaowei hastened his movement speed and quickly closed the gap between them.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ming remained calm as he activated his spiritual perception. Part of it was to monitor the movement of Di Qiaowei and another part was to focus on the crowd.

\'Hmm, the crowd is getting more agitated and surprised by Di Qiaowei. I guessed it\'s about time to make my move and surprise the heck out of them.\' Jiang Ming thought.

He curled his lips upward and raised one of his fingers up. He had been waiting for this chance a long time ago. Defeating Di Qiaowei is an easy task, but he needed the time and place to be correct.

The place is obviously the current battle with the sword field active, and the time is naturally when the crowd believes victory had been achieved by Di Qiaowei. That was when he would turn the table around and showcase his prowess.

By doing so, people would be wary of him and think twice about plotting against him. An unknown cultivator that appeared out of nowhere, and was able to defeat a cultivator that comprehended sword intent would induce fear.

Jiang Ming\'s face turned solemn as he focused on using all of his spiritual qi on his one finger.

"Sword intent? Sword Field? What are you so proud of yourself for knowing such mediocre things?" Jiang Ming smirked coldly, speaking for the first time since their duel had started.

Di Qiaowei was about to respond to his futile provocation, and even the crowd had thought Jiang Ming was speaking big for no reason.

However, their eyesight changed when the sword field Di Qiaowei had placed started trembling, almost like it was breaking down upon facing a powerful foe.

"W-What\'s going on with my sword field?" Di Qiaowei was the first to exclaim in shock. "W-Wait a minute… Why is my connection to the sword intent wavering? What sorcery did you do to my sword intent?"

"Just what is happening in this duel?"

"Is that fellow Jing finally making his move? But what exactly did he do to cause Di Qiaowei\'s offense to crumble into pieces?"

"This Jing is indeed not someone simple. I fear his master might be some prominent cultivator that went into hiding, away from mortal affairs."

The crowd started muttering to each other. Seeing it was better than hearing, and when they saw Jiang Ming making his first move and creating such an effect, they started having doubts. Doubts that Di Qiaowei might actually lose to Jiang Ming who is using one finger only.

"Hmph, what kind of nonsense are you people thinking? My nephew Di Qiaowei isn\'t an easy person to be trifled with." Di Tianluo snorted coldly, prompting the crowd to stop their muttering.