parentshiftbook Chapter 116 The Final Battle, The Moonlit Blade!
Chapter 116 The Final Battle, The Moonlit Blade!
Chapter 116 The Final Battle, The Moonlit Blade!
The remaining round of 16 matches concluded quickly.
Li Xijun, who had just emerged from the virtual reality pod, received a message from Ye Liuyun.
"Thanks, Brother Li. I feel like after this fight, I've fully grasped the essence of the unity of man and sword. Further improvement shouldn't be difficult now."
"I also gained a lot. Let's get together again when I go back to Bocheng during winter break. I really miss Auntie's cooking."
Li Xijun smiled slightly as she looked at the message on her phone.
He wasn't just being polite; he genuinely felt the benefits of virtual pod battles.
If placed outside
Ye Liuyun desperately unleashed over a dozen thousand-layered waves.
Li Xijun probably wouldn't feel any pressure at all; with his own 8t strength, he could kill him with a single strike.
In the face of absolute power, even skill becomes pale and powerless.
but,
In this virtual world, both sides have the same life level, and their strength, physique, and speed are all on the same level.
Ye Liuyun's final, fully-intensified Thousand Waves attack did indeed put some pressure on him.
This required him to efficiently control and continuously improve the flow of energy within his body during battle.
Only then can one gather most of the subtle power within their body and slash through the opponent's attack with a single strike.
"Indeed, improving martial arts skills requires more sparring with others and the help of external pressure to stimulate progress."
Li Xijun was filled with emotion.
If he were to practice swordsmanship on his own, even with a permanent certificate, it would probably take him an extra month or two to reach the pinnacle of mastery.
Feeling thoroughly satisfied with the game, he ordered a 3000 yuan takeout meal from inside or outside the school.
While eating these mythical world ingredients that contained a lot of spiritual energy,
While opening her phone, she started replying to all the congratulatory messages and group chats.
A loving family
Lan Yixiang (Watch my Huaqing Fist!): "Awesome! Junior is too awesome!"
Tachibana Yumeya (Kafka's One Hundred Years of Solitude): "Junior's martial arts skills have already surpassed the vast majority of second-year students."
Zhang Ziyu (Wishing for One Heart): "I watched it too. The last strike showed significant improvement. Junior's martial arts talent is truly amazing."
He Wushuang (President): "He did perform very well. I just received the news that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will be the first player in the quarterfinals tomorrow, facing Qiao Ning'er from Weiming Linlang Pavilion. Victory is certain, but he should try to conserve his strength and prepare for the final battle."
Li Xijun (Xijun with Wings): "Thank you for your support, seniors. I will do my best."
That night
Lisa Teacher's Attic Martial Arts Hall
"Clang! Clang clang."
The meteorite iron longswords in their hands clashed repeatedly, producing a crisp and clear collision that sent sparks flying everywhere.
"Tomorrow's match against Qiao Ning'er from the Unnamed Pavilion should not be as casual as today's friendly sparring."
Teacher Lisa's long sword traced a series of trajectories, like a startled swan, and the powerful force forced Li Xijun to retreat continuously.
"Starting tomorrow, the quarterfinals will be more formalized, with one match per day for a total of four days."
"There will definitely be analyses of the quarterfinal matches from various parties during this period."
"So you need to finish the battle as soon as possible and don't miss too much."
"And after finishing the quarterfinals, we should take the opportunity to train more and improve a few more points in the next few days."
"In this way, an effective information gap can be created."
"I understand," Li Xijun replied calmly, her gesture carrying an increasingly indescribable meaning.
next day
With only 8 players remaining in the competition.
The increasingly fierce competition has generated immense anticipation among all students from the Nine Schools Alliance and the Imperial Capital University.
Especially when Li Xijun, who had an outstanding performance yesterday, appeared on the court,
This instantly caused a roar of applause throughout the venue, with countless voices chanting his name.
"Li Xijun! Li Xijun!"
"Chief! Chief!"
"Kill her, Brother Li, kill her!"
Looking at the sea of people,
Having already experienced things in Tianjin, Li Xijun smiled slightly, her mind completely unmoved.
On the contrary, it was Qiao Ning'er, who walked onto the stage with a gun,
He gripped the spear tightly in his hand, his expression revealing a hint of stubbornness and defiance.
At the age of 17 or 8, boys and girls are full of the impulse and vigor to prove themselves.
Li Xijun also keenly noticed this, and her smile towards Qiao Ning'er across from her became even more pronounced.
This prompted the girl on the other side to unleash her spear like a dragon the instant she heard the referee wave his hand, transforming it into a black lightning bolt that shot towards Li Xijun's face.
With such a single shot, it is quite clear that he has reached the perfect state of "man and gun as one".
Such a fierce and decisive offensive caused a stir among the students in the stands.
"handsome!"
"So cool!"
"That's the kind of aura you have to have when you're using a big gun!"
The group from Weiming Linlang Pavilion were immediately impressed. Having practiced with Qiao Ning'er many times, they felt that her starting stance was absolutely perfect.
Chu Chenhuan and Qin Lingfeng, who had both achieved mastery of swordsmanship, also took the matter seriously.
Since ancient times, swords have always been inferior to spears.
Before practicing martial arts with profound meaning, both sides would assume that the one wielding the spear has a slight advantage in a battle.
The shot Qiao Ning'er has just fired is enough to make them extremely cautious.
"clang!"
The spear and the sword clashed, producing a loud sound and a violent vibration.
Qiao Ning'er's spear erupted like an angry dragon, attempting to deflect the knife in Li Xijun's hand and thrust it straight towards his heart.
However, to her surprise, all the strength she unleashed was completely neutralized by her opponent with just a single knife.
Despite her perfect posture and taut legs, she couldn't budge her opponent's weapon with her spear.
"So this is what microscopic observation is all about."
In her desperate struggle, a sense of enlightenment welled up within her.
She instantly realized the gap between herself and the other person, as she was unable to control the countless subtle powers within her body.
However, Li Xijun had no relation to the nameless girl from the Linlang Pavilion in front of him, so naturally he wouldn't help her improve her martial arts skills or break through like he did with Jiang Qiyue and Ye Liuyun.
Almost the instant that Qiao Ning'er realized the truth,
At the moment when the opponent was making a desperate resistance, Li Xijun stepped forward with his left foot, instantly closing the distance. A simple and unadorned blade of light slashed straight towards Qiao Ning'er's head.
Sensing the danger, the girl immediately pulled back her spear, raised it with both hands, and used the gunfire to defend herself.
"Bang!"
A violent tremor rang out.
The moment the sword and spear clashed,
A powerful force that seemed to control itself erupted, making it impossible for Qiao Ning'er to withstand. Her spear flew out of her hand, resembling a falling dragon in mid-air.
next moment,
The blade flashed out again, transforming into a perfect arc that slashed half of the girl's body diagonally, causing her to completely dissipate on the arena.
【————The Winner! ————】
A golden sign suddenly appeared above Li Xijun's head, signifying the end of the quarterfinals.
"Three cuts!"
"Even Qiao Ning'er, who had achieved perfect harmony between man and weapon, only withstood three strikes!"
"This is his true strength!"
"This guy is too strong, isn't he a shoo-in for the championship?"
"So cool!"
The students of the Nine Schools Alliance couldn't help but cheer.
I felt that this kind of performance was befitting of the chief of the two leaders of the Imperial Capital.
For this,
Li Xijun, who had never faced an opponent in this match before,
He was now back in his private villa, focused on wielding his sword.
I constantly experience how I am gradually becoming stronger by consolidating my abilities.
[Your "Ten Thousand Blades Return to the Flow" skill level has increased from Master 85% to Master 86%.]
17 No.
That day, Jiang Qiyue fought a duel with someone from the Weiming Linlang Pavilion.
Li Xijun, who couldn't even be bothered to remember the other person's name, looked at it for a moment...
After discovering that Jiang Qiyue's marksmanship had indeed improved rapidly and she was getting stronger with each fight,
Instead of continuing to watch the competition, I went to the attic martial arts hall to practice with Teacher Lisa.
The final result was not unexpected.
Jiang Qiyue broke through the realm of man and spear as one on the spot and narrowly defeated her opponent with one move.
18 No.
Ye Ningxue versus Su Nianyi.
Because of Ye Ningxue's status as the chief of the Weiming Linlang Pavilion, and because of the two beautiful girls with different styles that are popular with everyone,
The quarterfinals were even more packed than the previous days.
Even Li Xijun couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw the surging crowd and the outrageous banners on the left and right of the viewing area that read "Ning Xue is the best in the world" and "Nian Yi is unparalleled in the world".
These students from top universities are quite adept at creating trouble when they want to have fun.
And when Su Nianyi was wearing a purple modern version of ancient style outfit,
And Ye Ningxue, wearing a fitted white outfit,
When the two stood on the fighting arena at the same time,
As expected, the atmosphere in the entire venue became increasingly heated.
"Nianyi!"
"Goddess Ning Xue!"
The cheers from the spectator seats were deafening.
If you want to see a thrilling fight between beautiful women,
but,
Both Li Xijun and the leaders of the five schools on the platform silently shook their heads.
Because they all discovered that Su Nianyi's powerful mental strength had failed to affect the other party.
Instead, Ye Ningxue simply stood there quietly, her hand slowly gripping the slender, sharp Miao sword at her waist.
Su Nianyi's breathing had become somewhat disordered.
When cultivating the "One-Word Lightning Sword," her primary focus was not on combat duels.
It is a contest that takes place before the battle begins, at the moment when both sides make their first move.
But without a doubt,
Not only did she not gain any advantage in front of Ye Ningxue, but her own state was also affected by the other party's profound and perfect realm.
Su Nianyi realized that no matter how she silently analyzed the situation in her mind, or from any angle she approached it, the solution was always a failure.
As time went on, her condition worsened, and cold sweat poured down her forehead.
Until a certain moment,
Realizing that she would surely be defeated if things continued this way, Su Nianyi gritted her teeth and, risking all her energy, thrust her sword at Ye Ningxue with all her might, unafraid of death.
Even knowing that such an outcome meant certain death,
But she also wanted to take advantage of this life-or-death struggle, hoping to force Ye Ningxue to reveal some of her hidden strengths with a sword strike that would cost her life.
And the next moment,
"Whoosh!"
A flash of light was heard.
As she thrust her sword with all her might, she heard gasps from the audience.
Just as Su Nianyi was beginning to have doubts,
Only then did he realize that his body had fallen onto the arena and was slowly dissipating.
The last thing she saw was the girl in front of her, as aloof and independent as an iceberg snow lotus, her expression indifferent as she sheathed her sword.
"Such exquisite and perfect swordsmanship."
"It will probably be quite difficult for hope Jun to beat her."
And at this moment,
The audience in the arena who witnessed Ye Ningxue's strike were already in a frenzy of celebration.
Only the remaining members of Qin Lingfeng's group below the stage had solemn expressions.
Li Xijun, however, had already left the virtual space at some point.
Upon arriving at Su Nianyi's private villa, he pulled her into his sea of consciousness to conduct the usual dual cultivation of spirit and soul.
19 No.
Two swordsmen, both masters of the art of mastering the sword, face off for the last spot in the semifinals.
This decisive battle, which has a strong sense of a showdown at the top of the Forbidden City,
It was just as exciting as the previous one.
As the match began, both swordsmen were taciturn and showed no intention of speaking.
Qin Lingfeng immediately drew his sword, and the silver sword in his hand transformed into a dragon's roar, carrying several sharp sword lights that soared into the sky.
In this extremely brief moment,
Qin Lingfeng, however, brought his swordsmanship to its peak.
The sword strike was exceptionally sharp, almost unstoppable.
A single sword strike, sweeping and powerful, with immense force, like Mount Tai pressing down.
The sword, suspended in mid-air, transformed into a perfect arc, ethereal and incomparable, yet seemingly capable of dispelling countless deadly threats.
This sword technique was so complex that it was almost like a show of skill, with three sword strikes that left the 100,000 martial arts students from prestigious universities in awe.
They simply couldn't imagine what kind of swordsmanship talent Qin Lingfeng possessed, that at such a young age he had clearly mastered the swordsmanship techniques of several famous swords and had already grasped the essence of swordsmanship variations.
Such a magnificent and dazzling sword light, traversing the six directions and exquisite in its beauty, was so powerful that almost every swordsman felt they could not withstand it.
But Chu Chenhuan, who was enveloped by the sword light, smiled coldly, full of disdain.
"Swordsmanship is a killing technique; making it flashy is just asking for death!"
next moment,
Chu Chenhuan suddenly drew his sword and used the once extremely famous, but controversial, sealed and forbidden technique, "The Thirteen Swords of Absolute Death".
With a single thrust of the sword, countless variations vanished, leaving only a single, pure, and deadly sword light.
At this moment, Chu Chenhuan seemed to no longer care about anything in the world; his eyes were filled only with loyalty to the killing intent of the sword.
This gave all the martial artists watching the match a moment of clarity.
This sword strike is a sword for life-or-death combat.
Once the sword is drawn, there is no turning back. No matter what the enemy is like, even if it means death, this sword must be drawn.
The sword light swept through countless complex sword techniques, and pure killing intent pierced through all of Qin Lingfeng's attacks.
Chu Chenhuan let the sword lights scatter, leaving various sword wounds on his body, blood splattering, and bones exposed, but he resolutely pierced Qin Lingfeng's heart with one sword.
this moment,
The seemingly insurmountable obstacle was naturally overcome by him.
Jiang Qiyue, who was watching the game, became serious.
Li Xijun narrowed her eyes, noticing something amiss.
Simultaneously,
He suddenly felt a gaze coming from the other side.
Following that gaze,
Li Xijun was somewhat surprised to see Ye Ningxue looking at him with a questioning gaze.
He nodded slightly in response.
The girl, as pure as a snow lotus on a high mountain, withdrew her gaze, nodded slightly in response, and then turned and left the arena.
at the same time,
Chu Chenhuan's eyes also turned bloodshot as he unleashed this sword strike.
He seemed to have gone mad, grinning wildly until, after a dozen or so breaths...
The bloodshot in his eyes slowly faded, and his convulsing, frenzied body gradually returned to normal.
"call"
Although he had clearly broken through to the Subtle Realm, his expression was far from pleasant.
He just kept taking deep breaths, trying to suppress something, and walked off the stage.
"Qin Lingfeng lost?"
"That top genius from Qingquan Chunhui Palace actually lost?"
"Killing Sword!"
"No wonder it was almost banned back then, this killing sword is truly terrifying!"
The students watching the game were in an uproar.
On the VIP platform, Principal Iron Tower of Qiushi Lianzhenyuan burst into laughter:
"Hahaha. In that case, our mortal realm might just be able to win the championship!"
The students of the Nine Schools Alliance were incredibly excited to see Chu Chenhuan defeat the sword genius of Qingquan Chunhui Palace.
No one expected that Chu Chenhuan would be able to defeat Qin Lingfeng so decisively.
"We won!"
"Our nine-school alliance's genius is also going to make it into the top four!"
This greatly excited them, who had been suppressed by the capital for two days.
Even now, the students of the Nine Schools Alliance have begun to place high hopes on Chu Chenhuan.
"Make it to the finals!"
"Yes, making it to the finals and winning the championship wouldn't be out of the question!"
"The swords of our Seeking Truth Refining Garden are no less effective!"
Amidst this incredibly enthusiastic cheering,
After the lottery process,
The final rankings actually came true:
The showdown between Li Xijun and Jiang Qiyue, and Ye Ningxue and Chu Chenhuan.
28 No.
The match between Li Xijun and Jiang Qiyue was the most disappointing for the audience.
Having sparred countless times, the outcome between the two was already clear.
Almost immediately after Li Xijun gave Jiang Qiyue some pointers on stage, this fiery young woman simply admitted defeat.
then,
Everyone's expectations are pinned on the semi-final on the 29th.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd,
Ye Ningxue, however, slowly stepped onto the arena.
He faced off against Chu Chenhuan, who was highly regarded by the Nine Schools Alliance.
"Ten days!"
Chu Chenhuan, who was usually a cold and aloof swordsman, was unusually excited.
"These past ten days have been enough for me to become familiar with the subtle and nuanced aspects of the art."
"With the killing intent and power of my 'Thirteen Deadly Swords,' I will surely defeat both of you at the same cultivation level!"
A hint of bloodshot color gradually appeared in his eyes, and he looked increasingly agitated.
But the 100,000 students in the stands could understand such emotions.
The Nine Schools Alliance has always been completely suppressed by the two powers of Imperial Capital.
Even the top school among the nine schools, Qiushi Lianzhenyuan, is still inferior to the two schools in the capital.
Compared to the two prodigies from the capital, their students seemed utterly ordinary, reduced to mere supporting characters.
In the joint competition of the five schools, it has been far too long since anyone has managed to defeat the two prodigies of the capital and advance to the finals or even win the championship.
They longed for someone to stand up and shatter it all.
Chu Chenhuan, who was admitted to the Qiushi Lianzhen Academy through special admission, received guidance from the dean, and was given preferential treatment by the school's resources, was also eager to enter the finals and win the championship.
It's not surprising that he felt this way.
only,
The silver-haired girl opposite him, as beautiful as an iceberg or snow lotus, simply said:
"You were too hasty, so the backlash is to be expected."
"A swordsman who controls killing intent might be qualified to exchange a few blows, but you..."
Chu Chenhuan's face turned gloomy.
However, Ye Ningxue remained indifferent and coldly uttered four words:
"Just a sword slave."
"Hehe. Alright! Then I'll ask you to teach me your swordsmanship!"
Chu Chenhuan remained silent, but drew his sword and flashed forward, unleashing a sword strike filled with death and slaughter.
This sword strike was strange and unpredictable, possessing both exquisite swordsmanship and pure killing intent, chillingly menacing, like endless white bones revealed beneath the roots of countless blooming flowers, inspiring fear in the viewer.
Such a precise sword strike transcended space, seemingly poised to pierce Ye Ningxue's throat in the next instant.
"Too slow"
Faced with such a sword strike, the silver-haired girl remained unmoved, only her right hand once again gripping the slender, sharp Miao sword at her waist.
"Clang!"
This time, Su Nianyi, who was watching the battle, finally saw it clearly.
The gleam of the sword, like the bright moon in the sky, shone forth.
With a touch of the detached feeling of "wishing to follow the moonlight to shine upon you,"
Transcending everything as if separated by an insurmountable distance, he slashed into the opponent's sword.
To annihilate all the flowers, bones, murderous intent, and death that had preceded it.
This caused everyone in the competition venue to lose their composure, as if they had lost track of time and memory for a moment.
"Sizzle!"
Like a fleeting, beautiful glimmer of light, it vanishes in an instant.
Blood splattered out, flying into the sky along with the broken sword and the severed head.
"thump"
A headless corpse crashed to the ground and slowly disappeared as everyone stared in disbelief.
The aloof and indifferent silver-haired girl, expressionless, slowly sheathed her sword.
Only when he was about to step down from the stage did he give Li Xijun a deep look.
After a dozen or so breaths,
When Ye Ningxue's figure disappeared from the arena...
The entire venue, with 100,000 attendees and leaders from the five schools, was in an uproar.
Holy crap!
"What just happened?"
"Dead! He died from a single stab!"
"That's Chu Chenhuan, isn't he known for his incredibly precise swordsmanship?"
"This is terrifying! This year's 'Ten-Year Talent Cultivation Program' has produced a phoenix!"
At this moment, the students of the Nine Schools Alliance finally understood what their teachers meant when they told them to watch the game to "broaden their horizons and see the real prodigies."
The iron-towered principal of Qiushi Lianzhenyuan was even more shocked at this moment, turning his head to look at the refined male teacher of Weiming Linlang Pavilion.
"Professor Xu, what kind of prodigy has your Weiming Linlang Pavilion recruited this year? Who exactly is she from?"
A student who can master such a level of swordsmanship in their freshman year must have an incredibly powerful family behind them.
"Hehehe, I won't let you worry about that."
Professor Xu didn't answer, but just smiled and turned to look at Vice Principal Lisa.
"Principal Lisa, I hope that this year's top student from your Qingquan Chunhui Hall will also perform brilliantly in the finals. In fact, I'm also curious to know where her limits are. Now, it seems that only your genius can give it a try."
"Then I'll accept your kind words."
Lisa did not get angry; she simply responded calmly.
only,
Even now, she couldn't help but recall the scene from just now.
That ray of bright moonlight leaped out from the sky, a breathtakingly beautiful strike that seemed to bridge the vast distance between them.
Subtly, Ye Ningxue's swordsmanship was already approaching the level of [Sword Intent].
"Facing such an opponent"
"hope Jun, can he really win?"
finally,
The female principal slowly shook her head and sighed.
(End of this chapter)