Otherworldly Evil Monarch Chapter 632 - Who is The King? First Fight!

Chapter 632: Who is The King? First Fight!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Jun Mo Xie had his own arrogance, a pride born of his undefeated streak!
Chu Qi Hun had been sitting on the throne of the number one killer of this world for tens of years, and he also had a fierce haughtiness that refused to be insulted!
The two were diametrically opposed to each other as soon as they met; simply because of the prickly feeling on their neck when they saw each other! It was as if their position was being greatly threatened by the other!
Inside Jun Mo Xie’s body, a kind of blood that had not flowed for a long time was now gushing through his veins! His eyes grew brighter and brighter, and his killing intent grew increasingly dense. Even his bones were emanating an aura of savagery, and a slaughtering began to awake from his spirit!
Although I am a killer, at this time, I instead represent the Yellow People! Behind me are 1.7 billion brothers and sisters! This daddy will not lose!
I am even more undefeatable now!
“Do you dare to fight?” Chu Li Hun’s eyes gleamed and he asked coldly. “It’s time to determine the real king of killers among us!” A shocking battle intent suddenly burst out of this Supreme Assassin’s body!
In that moment, it was not killing intent that burst out of his body!
But battle intent!
“Fight! Fight for the sake of glory!
“I am not fighting because you want to battle with me; it’s because I insist on fighting you!” Jun Mo Xie’s back straightened like a fully bent bow suddenly springing back into place. A fierce gleam shone in his eyes, carrying his strong confidence. “And the reason for my wish to fight exceeds the importance of this entire world!”
“HAHAHA… very good! In this life, I, Chu Qi Hun, always talk with my strength. Although there aren’t many people who have beaten me before, it’s not a rarity for me to lose. However, in terms of killing intent and killing aura, there’s no one that has ever beaten me before!”
Chu Qi Hun laughed heartily and continued. “You are first one! Even if you die in our clash, you can feel reconciled in your death!”
“Unfortunately, the losing side of this battle will definitely not be me! In this world, you are the first person whom I allowed a fair duel! I trust that you will also be the only one in the future!” Jun Mo Xie said calmly. “This fight is for the reason that’s hidden in my heart! For the glory that’s in my heart! For this reason, I will break my exception this once and give you the chance of a fair battle!”
Give me the chance for a fair battle?
Chu Qi Hun was just about to scoff at this remark when he found that he could not laugh at all. That was because he realized that his opponent,was not joking! In fact, from this sentence, Chu Qi Hun could feel an unfeigned invisible pressure!
Fighting fairly one-on-one, I am the first one?
What kind of words were those?
What kind of person would utter such words?
And what kind of person had never fought fairly before in his entire life?
An assassin! And only the most top-tier assassin would live by that code!
Only a professional assassin who permanently walks in the shadows, dealing fatal attacks to his targets would be like this!
This was also why, when two proud top-tier assassin kings met with drawn blades, they wished least to use schemes and sneak attacks against each other!
Because this fight has completely eclipsed simple things like seeking the death of the other. This was a fight for glory, for honor!!
Right now, Jun Mo Xie was telling the absolute truth. He had never faced his enemies in a fair fight, regardless of their strengths! With his myriad of methods, he could easily leap across levels and kill his opponents before they could react. As for the so-called fair fights, in Jun Mo Xie’s eyes, that was simply an exceedingly stupid way of fighting!
A battle was, in its purest form, simply a struggle between life and death! The losers were eliminated, while the winners would continue to live on. What use was fairness in such a thing? Regardless of what method one used, as long as they killed their opponent, then they won! Only if one managed to survive would one have the qualifications to talk about fairness!
But against Chu Qi Hun today, the significance of this battle caused Jun Mo Xie to make an exception and say the words “fair fight”!
An upright and face-to-face battle!
Using my name of a descendant of the dragon, and representing the Yellow People!
I shall claim my crown as the King of Assassins fair and square!
“Follow me! Since we’re having a fair fight, we naturally need to find an appropriate location!” Jun Mo Xie’s body rose into the air and he drifted through the snow. His body shot through the swirling snow like a bolt of lightning, and his white robes parted the curtain of snow, flashing through!
Chu Qi Hun laughed heartily as a trace of admiration momentarily flashed in his eyes. After that, it turned back into a cold sharp glint again. His body rose up lightly, seemingly illusory and material at the same time. With a light xiusound, he shot after Jun Mo Xie.
“Xue Yan, is anything wrong with Mo Xie?” Dongfang Wen Xin asked with worry as she laid on Mei Xue Yan’s back. Her brows were tightly knitted together, and her face was deep in thought. “Why did Mo Xie turn into another person the moment he saw that Supreme Assassin? Just now… I nearly couldn’t believe that that was my son, just what…”
“Mother, Mo Xie is quite carefree about everything, except for when it concerns the word “assassin.” I don’t know the reason why either, but he seems to care a lot about it.” Mei Xue Yan said with some worry.
“Then, their this fight, wouldn’t it be a little dangerous? Let’s go over and take a look.” Dongfang Wen Xin urged. The fame of the Supreme Assassin was well known, and just his name alone could trump the entire Dongfang Family. How could it be a light matter?
“En, I will naturally bring Mother over to support Mo Xie. But this fight, I believe that Mo Xie will definitely not want the help of anybody. I can at least sense this much.” Mei Xue Yan reminded carefully.
“I can also sense that this fight holds great importance for him, as if this was a great dream of his. And this dream has been something that he’d been adamant about for a very long time.” Dongfang Wen Xin furrowed her brows deeply and sighed with some heartache, “Just what kind of thing happened for a young master of a noble family like Mo Xie to become like this? Xue Yan… My son must be suffering deeply in his heart… and my heart aches even more for him!”
“Don’t worry, Mo Xie definitely has confidence!” Mei Xue Yan sighed lightly, and her slender body rose into the air. Although she was carrying a person on her back, she seemed to be as light as a feather, drifting along with the wind. Behind her, a gentle wind blew all traces of her steps away, completely erasing the fact that a person had been standing there just moments ago.
Even when Mei Xue Yan and Dongfang Wen Xin’s figures disappeared into the snow storm, the small wind spiral behind them continued to blow; although the wind was weak, it blew unabated, before finally bursting apart in mid-air and completely wiping out all the killing and battle intent in the air left behind by the two grand assassins…
Jun Mo Xie took the lead in front, his body disappearing and appearing from view like a ghost. His body flashed tens of zhang forward each time, and his speed was akin to lightning; however, his steps were firm and smooth like flowing water. His feet did not seem to be touching the ground at all. It would only tap lightly against the tree branches or small grass on the ground as he launched himself forward again. His speed was extremely quick, and his movement was erratic.
Chu Qi Hun followed closely behind him. With the seven zhang gap that Jun Mo Xie had opened up initially, he was unable to close the distance by even an inch. But Jun Mo Xie was also unable to pull the distance further apart!
Chu Qi Hun’s movement technique was actually quite similar to Jun Mo Xie’s Ying Yang Escape art. When moving at high speeds, his body was also disappearing and materializing, like an immaterial ghost as he chased after the illusory figure in front.
Although Chu Qi Hun had yet to close the distance with Jun Mo Xie, the fighting intent in his eyes was growing more intense!
At this time, the two assassin kings had already begun their competition: a contest of skill and movement techniques!
Only by having such a high level of speed and agility, along with elusive movements, could one kill their targets unexpectedly!
Only with a fast enough speed, could one kill before their targets reacted, and then escape the scene!
As Chu Qi Hun followed closely behind Jun Mo Xie, he finally understood why he had become such a good scapegoat for the latter. But even though he knew why it was so, it was impossible for him to clear his name no matter how he tried to explain it! The two’s movement techniques were simply too similar. So much so that even he himself felt that if the blame for whatever that fellow committed did not fall onto his head, it would be an extremely illogical affair!
It was really too similar!
Jun Mo Xie’s techniques were mysterious and difficult to predict, always appearing at places where others would not expect him to. Chu Qi Hun’s techniques were also strange and extremely queer. His body also flickered in and out of existence, seemingly disappearing as he wished and appearing suddenly. He left behind multiple afterimages as he moved, causing others to be confused as to where his real body was!
The only difference was that Jun Mo Xie’s movement technique carried an indiscernible wispy feel, along with a faint dignified aura; this was something that shouldn’t have appeared in an assassin’s movement technique. In contrast, Chu Qi Hun’s movement technique was more suited to the principles of an assassin. It was strange and elusive, leaving no traces behind as the user shuttled unseen like a ghost, regardless of day or night!
There was another huge point of similarity between them: that was, regardless of whether they were soaring through the air or leaping over obstacles, their postures would always adjust instinctively to the most optimal position for attacking and defending!
Their hands were placed at the point where they could draw their swords in the fastest time. Their arms and legs could strike out instantly with multiple fatal attacks without losing any momentum!
Although they were running at full speed the entire time, the two assassins had been keeping a very close eye on each other’s movements. From the very onset, they’d both developed a deep admiration for the other’s skill!
It was like how one spent great effort to reach the peak of a mountain after climbing past countless people and was just feeling proud of themselves, when they suddenly saw that on a mountain peak opposite them, there was also another person standing proudly there. While there would be a sense of hostility and competition, the two who’d reached the peak would also have a “so I’m not alone” kind of happiness in their hearts.
This was a very strange kind of mentality.
Truthfully, whether it was Jun Mo Xie or Chu Qi Hun, the strength that these two held was definitely not the highest in this world. When compared to peak experts, they were definitely inferior by more than one level. However, the vigilance, judgement, calculation, and intuition of these two had truly been honed to an unassailable level!
In that moment, a single thought rose in the two’s heart simultaneously: If I win, I must win beautifully! If I lose, I must be utterly convinced with the loss!