I Can Extract Divine Power

He was a bit drunk, and his eyes had a hazy look.

It’s not easy to get Jianghu People drunk, but sometimes, it’s quite simple.

If they want to get drunk, they can do so whenever they please.

A young man next to him quickly steadied him and sighed, "Why do this to yourself? Getting drunk won’t cause any real harm, but you’ll still feel miserable for a while."

The drunken youth waved his hand dismissively. "When I think about how they’re going to walk all over us at the Celestial Pride Hall, I don’t even want to go. Don’t stop me, let me have another drink."

Just then, a voice cut in unexpectedly from the side.

"That’s not necessarily true."

When these words were spoken, all the young people nearby turned to look, their eyes filled with a strange expression.

The young man at the center of their attention wore a longsword at his hip.

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, exuding the powerful, arrogant air of a master show-off.

Someone immediately recognized him.

"You’re Ouyang Sword from the Observatory! You came for the Celestial Pride Hall too?"

Ouyang Sword nodded. "I am a genius of the Sword Dao. It’s only natural that I would attend the Celestial Pride Hall."

He had come this time as well. As Elder Mu’s martial-nephew, Ouyang Sword was considered one of the top prodigies in the Great Zhou Country.

So it was only right for him to participate in the Celestial Pride Hall.

A scornful smile appeared in the drunken youth’s eyes. "Your Swordsmanship is impressive, Ouyang Sword, but you alone are nowhere near enough."

"Don’t think so highly of yourself. The fall will be that much harder when the time comes."

His words were harsh, but they silenced the crowd.

Because he wasn’t wrong.

Ouyang Sword held his head high, looking proud. "Of course, I wasn’t talking about myself."

Even as he said this, he didn’t abandon his usual show-off persona.

The drunken youth paused, circulating the Qi in his body to sober up slightly. "Who were you talking about then?"

It wasn’t just him; the others also realized Ouyang Sword might have been referring to someone else.

But even racking their brains, they couldn’t think of who it could be.

Ouyang Sword chuckled. "The answer is right under your noses. Have you already forgotten the person who left you all in awe just a short while ago?"

’Awed just a few days ago?’

Everyone frowned, thinking hard.

Then, a fuzzy figure in their minds gradually came into focus.

The drunken youth asked in surprise, "Are you talking about Lord Shen, the Prefecture Chief of Nanxing Prefecture?"

Ouyang Sword nodded. "Of course, it’s Brother Shen. We took the internal exam together. I know exactly how powerful he is."

"He alone is enough to dominate all the other prodigies."

The drunken youth shook his head. "You’re oversimplifying things."

"At best, Shen Bai can dominate the prodigies of our Great Zhou Country. Against those from other countries, especially on that list they published, he only ranked somewhere in the one-hundreds."

As he said this, the crowd, which had just been getting excited, immediately fell silent again.

Ouyang Sword looked at him with contempt. "Just because you can’t do it doesn’t mean Brother Shen can’t. If you don’t believe me, we’ll just have to wait and see."

"This time, no one in the Celestial Pride Hall will be able to outmatch Brother Shen."

He was, as always, filled with a blind confidence in Shen Bai.

The youth, now sober, didn’t want to argue about it here. He didn’t want to say anything more at all.

Ouyang Sword, thinking he’d won the argument, picked up a nearby wine bowl and prepared to take a drink.

But just then, a hand suddenly shot out and gripped his wrist.

Ouyang Sword froze for a second, then turned his head to see a burly young man looking at him with a mocking expression.

"Who are you? And why are you laying a hand on me?"

Ouyang Sword wrenched his arm free, his hand going to the hilt of the Longsword at his hip. His expression turned grave.

He could feel a powerful aura coming from this young man.

’This man is in the Void Realm.’

’At my current Unity Realm, I’m no match for him at all.’

The burly man’s smirk grew wider. "You were just saying that some ’Bai’ fellow could dominate me?"

Only then did the crowd notice that the man’s clothes were distinctly different from those of the Great Zhou Country.

"You’re from the Great Yue Country?" Ouyang Sword’s brow furrowed.

"That’s right. I am Wang Jiu of the Great Yue Country’s Horizontal Training Peak. I came here today for the Celestial Pride Hall, and I happened to overhear you. I’m quite curious to know just what sort of person thinks he can dominate me," Wang Jiu said, his tone derisive.

Ouyang Sword sneered. "You’ll see for yourself once we’re in the Celestial Pride Hall."

Wang Jiu shook his head. "I can’t wait. I want to see who this person is for myself. How about you take me to him?"

Ouyang Sword heard this and knew the man was trying to intimidate him. He chuckled. "And what if I don’t?"

Wang Jiu reached for Ouyang Sword’s shoulder. "We’re all prodigies here. Before the Celestial Pride Hall opens, that’s our only identity. Since that’s the case, let’s have a little duel. The winner gets to call the shots."

Seeing this, Ouyang Sword immediately drew his Longsword and slashed at Wang Jiu’s hand.

Since the fight had begun, there was no room for hesitation.

But in the next instant, Ouyang Sword felt something was terribly wrong.

With a single flick of his finger, Wang Jiu sent the Longsword flying from his hand.

Then, Wang Jiu kicked his other arm aside.

A hand tightened around his neck, and Wang Jiu lifted him into the air.

"This is outrageous!"

At that moment, the surrounding prodigies from the Great Zhou Country all drew their Weapons and surrounded Wang Jiu.