" Who am I? Am I, Long Wei the man who could split the heavens? Or am I, Wei Jian the trash cripple that no one respects?"
" The almighty Long Wei! The fear-inducing and charming, Long Wei? The one whose name should not be said lightly?"
On the edge of a cliff, by the glistening waterfall looking down into an abyss. Wei Jian contemplates his life from before. He remembers, breathing his last breath, in the comfort of his old mother. But somewhere during the process. He also had gained other memories.
Wei Jian saw a man clad in silk from head to toe. His movements were fast and structured like dancers. Surrounded by blossoms dancing with the breeze. The wrinkles under his eyes, the white hair, and crimson eyes draw attention to him.
Under the moonlight, Wei Jian stares into the abyss below him. The empty void beckoning him to jump in. Tap* " Tempting huh. That was me too, a thousand years ago. I too sat where you were and quenched my curiosity, day and night."
" So what are you in here for? Bit rude of me to ask without telling my own. I got captured, so long ago, that I don't remember the exact year. That old coot really hated me. Hahaha... Do I miss the old days? Of course, drawing my blade in the pools of blood really excited me."
Silently listening, Wei Jian, to recalls his reasons for being locked up in this impenetrable and inescapable prison.
" So do entertain this old fool's ears, What are you in for?"
"Ahem", clearing his throat, " Before I died, I had cursed the Jade Emperor and proclaimed he to be a useless being. His court of death watches on as we hack and slash each other. The moment I breathed my last breath, he sent a reaper to imprison me here."
" Hohoho, that fool never changes… Hey, if you had a chance, would you take it?"
" Take it? Of course, I'll take hold of that chance and use it to change my fate. Growing stronger I will prove that I can be a better Emperor than that Useless Emperor." Wei Jian muttered quietly staring at the artificial sky.
" Well, I wish you the best in that venture, young one.."
" what do your mea…." Flash* When the old man laid his hand on Wei Jian's shoulder. A bright light illuminated them both under the moonlight.
" Get ready you useless cripple!" Opening his eyes, he saw another rushing towards him. Sword in hand ready to strike him. Jolt* Jian's left arm slithers around the blade, grabbing the man's hand, his right leg moving quickly behind the man. The man lost his balance, and Jian's right hand swung down onto the man's face.
" GUah! My nose! AaAh! YOu broke it!" Squirming on the dirt floor, writhing in pain. Whilst Wei Jian was stupified by the situation. Seconds ago he was on a cliff talking to an old man. And now here he is, in an unknown place, surrounded by people he didn't know.
The other people clad in white silk robes stared at Wei Jian. To them moments ago, he was a trembling fool, facing imminent death. Until Ye Lai lunged at Jian with his Dao, did Jian change completely.
He manhandled Ye Lai when he pounded Lai's body and face onto the ground. Jian too was confused, in his whole life he never learned any battle arts. Yet he took down another person so easily. Was it him? Jian thought briefly.
" Jian, I challenge you to a life and death match right here and now!" screamed Ye Lai utterly ashamed that he was caught off guard by a trash outer disciple cripple. Still covering his face with his right hand, with his left he held his blade towards Jian.
Ahts! Jian grabs his head, in his mind, memories poured in nonstop. {Divine Technique: Heaven splitting Slash}{Mythical Grade: Buddha's Body Tempering}{Asura's Wrath: Ten Thousand Pound Demon Slash}{Crumbling The Heaven Thrust}..etc.
Falling to his knees in pain. It was too much for him, for it to come all at once. The advanced techniques forced his untrained body and mind to grow and conform to it. His dantian multiplied in size, while his meridians stretched deeper and deeper into his body.
" Haha! Trash will be trash, pretending to be hurt, huh. Try all you want, you can't escape this challenge you whore son!"
Ye Lai would not let go of Jian this time. He had publicly shamed him when he caught him off guard. Lai was adamant about ending Jian's life. When Jian came to, his demeanor was different. It was like was a different person entirely. His eyes showed a coward.
Now sharp and empty void of compassion. He stared daggers at Lai. " I accept" With that, some in the crowd cheered with excitement, while others watched on quietly. They all moved into the stadium.
" You! Why are you here again! Scram, you are ruining my mood. " Yelled Chen Li the gatekeeper. Before they were completely blocked from entering the stadium. Plop! A steel tag flew from the back of the crowd.
" Don't be like that Elder Chen. Use that for yourself and let us enjoy this spectacle." Everyone turned around and others made their way. The person who threw the plaque was clad in a dark green robe. With a well-made and decorated Dao by his side.
" Wow isn't that Senior inner Disciple Gu Laobeng"
" He's definitely more handsome in person"
" Rich too"
The crowd muttered about Gu Laobeng, revering his greatness in the Golden Cicada's Sect. Wei Jian without care followed Ye Lai onto the elevated stage. The stoic Wei Jian present really irked Lai. He was waiting for the match to start, so he could split him in two.
Uhum! Clearing his throat, " There will be no interference, no revenge, and no grudges after this match. Now You may begin!"
TBC…