Commanding Wind and Cloud

Chapter 401: An Inspiring Conversation

Translator: Udong Editor: EbonyFrost, Udong

This kind of fighting technique, in fact, could be deemed rare even among the major war academies. To ordinary warriors, it was a priceless treasure!

"Well," Linguan Skylan sneered indifferently, "watch and learn from me for a year, you’re going to love it! Titan Tianzhu is strong, that’s true. But who owns the future? Think about it with your brain."

The students on the dance floor once again looked over to Linguan Skylan and nodded in absolute approval. No matter how powerful a warrior was, he had to age and return to the stars! Linguan Skylan was the one of the few who commanded the future of the Zence Empire.

"Only I can provide you with a bright future! Only I can make your name heard! Only I could help you to kill all the Demons!"

The sentimental and sensational line had stirred the audience’s imagination. They began to picture themselves coming home victorious from the Human-Demon Battlefront as if they were destined to be the man’s retinue.

Warriors and mages behind the Griffin King’s seat all stood up with supreme devoutness and frenzy like heretics.

The three "only I" worked like magic! Linguan Skylan now was like a rising sun out of thin air that was radiating lofty light.

Several warriors, who had longed to owe allegiance to him for their whole life, now even wanted to kneel down and worship him.

Linguan Skylan slightly straightened up as he cast a lightning-like look at Qian Jin.

Titan Tsemo narrowed his eyes into thin lines. No wonder people all said that Linguan Skylan was a schemer. Under the cover of the Hitler-style speech and skyrocketing momentum, he had secretly cast a few spells and no one had perceived that.

[Caution: Delude Magic], [Caution: Fate Magic]

Tence Matten nodded in appreciation. Linguan Skylan was truly a commander of times. Theoretically, the two spells wouldn’t have achieved the effect. How smart he was to do this while the crowd’s spirit was at its peak.

Today most participants here had enough surprises. First was Gabriella, followed by Qian Jin and his punch and then the Soul power of Linguan Linfeng. Now came the most generous offer from Titan Tsemo and Linguan Skylan ... It was too much!

"Perfect timing!" The smiling Tence Matten nodded to send out his compliment. People not that well-informed would think Linguan Skylan as a man who only knew about power... In fact, he also knew about the mind.

"You sound appealing as well as your offer... To me, you look even like a king that I only heard from the bards. But..." Qian Jin suddenly held up his buried head and looked into the eyes of Linguan Skylan. "They are nothing compared to my dream! I want to defeat the Elf King Bloodline and the Family Leader, Qian Zhanxuan! I want to tell him along with the whole world... "

Taking a deep breath, Qian Jin continued as loud as he could, though the crowd was all gasping at him. "The world is composed of ordinary people! Without us, you so-called elites would have nothing to eat and drink, let alone to play your life-saver part! You so-called elites are also ordinary people! Your parents and your ancestors were just the same as us!"

"Put away your airs and your charitable gifts!" Hearing this, Linguan Linfeng tried to step forward. Qian Jin raised his hand and pointed at him. "What’s the problem of being ordinary? You were born bloodline warriors but not unbeatable! I, Qian Jin, will make it and you will watch me do this!"

"I’ll crush the legend and create a new one!" Looking around the admirers that were almost about to kneel down, Qian Jin once again opened his mouth. "Ultimate Supreme Bloodline? What’s the big deal? Bloodline can’t rule everything! Stand straight like a man! Fight like a man! Persist like a man! You’ll beat legends and geniuses and score yourself a place in the history!"

"Watch me, Qian Jin," He then patted his chest. "Will command wind and cloud, just like you!"

Pit-a-pat...

Tence Matten clapped his hands to applause, which drew the audience out of their fantasies. The simple sound was like a war drum knocking on their hearts! The beat became louder and louder as they were all liberated from the superstitious valuation.

Deeply moved, Gabriella raised her hands and then Durk. Gradually, the scattered applause rang through the whole dance floor.

A trace of surprise flashed in the pupils of Linguan Skylan but he pulled himself together soon enough. Nodding with the same aloof smile, he remarked, "You wanna challenge Qian Zhuanxuan and the Qian Family? To create a legend belongs to the ordinary? I appreciate your courage and your dream, but... "

The smiling face with appreciation suddenly turned strangely cold: "People always get absurd when they have too much courage! Bloodline warriors will always stand above! Don’t you dare to think you can change that, no matter how hard you try! We are invincible, we are and we will always be! As for to defeat the Three Ultimate Supreme Bloodlines? That’s my thing! You? Humph... Give up your bullshit dream and live just like an ordinary..."

The calm voice worked like a spell, which seemed to extinguish the lofty spirit and soaring determination on everyone’s mind!

"Do you mean a life without a dream? What’s the difference with a fish that is kept in a tank?" Qian Jin looked straightly to Linguan Skylan. "Life may be bumpy, but what does that matter? Everyone was entitled to have a dream!"

"Dream? That’s what you do when you sleep." Linguan Skylan withdrew his eyes and walked to the door. "You can only dream when you have a strong backing. You have my words. Feel free to come to me whenever you think it through."

Watching the man who was gonna walk out, Qian Jin raised his head and answered evenly, "No one was born with a strong backing."

Even though Linguan Skylan was already out of Qian Jin’s sight, his aloof voice still filtered in. "Ordinary warriors are, after all, ordinary warriors. You are just being naive if you want to stick to your own theory. If you are doing this for the attention of mine or the Qians’, congratulations! You did it!"

The audience first looked at each other blankly and then light broke in upon them. They turned to Qian Jin, again, in jealous, admiration and appreciation.

"What a smart ass!"

"Surely he is! He just said he would challenge the Qian Family? Is that also his target?"

"I guess so! How great it would be if one could be the retinue of the Qian Family!"

"It seems we have a lot to learn from him!"

"Exactly! He surely knows some methods!"

On the dance floor, gossip was bubbling and bursting.

Turning back for another look at Qian Jin, Linguan Linfeng sped up to catch up with Linguan Skylan and asked in a lowered voice. "Skylan, is that warrior being serious there? Or just as you said, he is trying to increase his worth by winning our attention and the Qian Family’s? "

A man of the same height, Linguan Honzhe, who was walking side by side along Linguan Skylan, raised his hands and rubbed his half-awakened eyes. This Sleeping Lion King could never sleep enough or walk on his own. Stretching out his arms in a yawn, he patted Linguan Linfeng on his shoulder.

"I say, Linfeng, since when would Skylan care about an ordinary warrior?

The eyes of Linguan Linfeng suddenly brightened and he nodded. "Right! Skylan doesn’t need to!"

"You finally woke up?" Linguan Skylan turned around and said to the sleepy man. "You are interested in that warrior? Otherwise, you would not have woken up so soon!"

Hearing this, Linguan Linfeng observed Linguan Honzhe with great curiosity and he did see the excitement. The consuming passion of the 2nd name on Hundred Battle Ranking List was to sleep, in addition to training. Many people saw this as laziness. Only his friends knew he was just not interested in other things.

"Honzhe... He had no worldly cares. If he did, I wouldn’t be the number 1. Maybe the Ultimate Supreme Bloodlines?"

There was an old saying going like this, "When wine goes in, the secrets come out. Recalling what Linguan Skylan had said when he was drunk some time ago, Linguan Linfeng had a shiver. Even Linguan Skylan spoke so highly of this Griffin King who loved only to sleep. How could he be intrigued by that ordinary warrior?

"He is interesting, that’s true!" Putting both hands behind his head, Linguan Honzhe said, "Compared to the Latent Thunder Fighting Technique, I’m more interested in that person. If I’m not mistaken, he is just a Level 1 Demon Slayer but he settled Wei Buhuan with just one punch! So I think he could do the same even without the Saint-level Fighting Technique."

Linguan Skylan nodded with a stoic face. For those excellent bloodline warriors, it was possible for them to defeat other warriors who are levels ahead of them. Qian Jin might seem special, so what?

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