Then, sensing something was amiss, Chi Xing became a little envious: "How did you, little dragon cub, cultivate to this level? In just twenty years, you've reached the Golden Core stage, and you still possess pure spiritual energy."
“Let me tell you, we can see her use her spiritual power very clearly. Aren’t you afraid that bringing her out here will cause trouble? There are already too many people coveting the little dragon cub. This news has spread throughout the entire continent. How can you be so bold?” Chi Xing earnestly advised him. He couldn’t understand why they had brought her out here, and in such a conspicuous way.
"There's a reason for this. It wasn't that she and I insisted on coming out; it was... the order from above." The sect leader pointed to the sky, his serious expression conveying a clear meaning.
"You mean..." Akahoshi looked up in shock, remaining incredulous for a long time.
"It seems that people from your sect will have a lot of opinions about you. It's really not good to talk about this."
"Let her complain all she wants. I've discussed this with her. We both have our reasons, and I'm willing to bear them. Didn't we work together to set up the venue this time? Anyone who tries to cause trouble won't get away unscathed." The sect leader said firmly, his eyes icy, his tone carrying a strong and unyielding air.
Chi Xing's heart trembled involuntarily, and he sighed inwardly, thinking that he was doing a very good job as the sect leader.
At this moment, he understood why the sect leader was so nervous; this matter was difficult to assess and handle.
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It must be said that Yin Shuyang's swordsmanship was also superb, and his sword aura was extremely powerful. The sword shadows were continuous and each move was ruthless. Yin Shuyang had to summon several layers of protective shield around his body before he could retreat a few steps.
Yin Shuyang's swordsmanship is second only to Wei Wenru, making him the second-ranked sword cultivator among the new generation of disciples, and his strength should not be underestimated.
However, there is a reason why he ranked second. His cultivation, spiritual power, and physical strength are not as good as Wei Wenru's, and his achievements are also slightly inferior. Even a cultivator at the first level of the Golden Core stage has more spiritual power and physical strength than him.
His fighting method is to fight quickly and decisively, defeating his opponent before his spiritual energy and physical strength are exhausted.
The one who can best restrain him is a body cultivator, but there are very few body cultivators who can stand in this kind of competition. Other sword cultivators of the same cultivation level are better than him, but they can't beat him in swordsmanship.
Now that he has encountered a powerful body cultivator, Nian Wanzhou is truly at his wit's end!
The two have been fighting for so long that it's hard to say who will win.
Anyone with eyes can see that Nian Wanzhou has discovered the opponent's weakness and is trying to wear him down.
Even if your swordsmanship is superb, it's all for naught if other aspects aren't up to par. This is why Yin Shuyang not only worries about his physical stamina but also constantly needs to gather his spiritual energy, deeply concerned about his master's loving teachings.
Nian Wanzhou saw Yin Shuyang pause for a moment, and then seized the opportunity to launch an attack.
At this moment, the opponent was gathering his spiritual power, which was insufficient to unleash a more powerful sword attack.
Yin Shuyang only had time to raise his sword to block her attack, but he was no match for her increasingly rapid offensive.
"Boom..." Another loud noise rang out, and the distance between the two closed considerably. It looked like he was about to be forced off the stage.
Yin Shuyang was constantly suppressed. Although he was recovering his spiritual power, it was far from enough for him to unleash more techniques. Moreover, he was no match for Nian Wanzhou's speed in recovering spiritual power; in fact, Nian Wanzhou didn't even need to recover her spiritual power at all.
Her spiritual power was like a spring, inexhaustible and constantly accumulating, making her attacks faster and more ferocious.
Yin Shuyang's spiritual power was almost depleted; if this continued...
We're doomed to lose!
"Boom!" Another series of collisions followed. Nian Wanzhou unleashed a palm strike, her spiritual energy surging like a monstrous wave. Yin Shuyang couldn't dodge in time, and his body was sent flying, crashing to the ground.
Yin Shuyang also used his last bit of spiritual power to unleash a sword move. "Bang bang..." The two passed each other and each took a step back.
But Nian Wanzhou reacted very quickly. Before parrying the sword move, she actually kicked Yin Shuyang in the chest. Yin Shuyang did not expect the opponent to suddenly attack. He could not dodge in time and fell heavily onto the stage, feeling a pain in his chest.
Yin Shuyang clutched his chest, coughed a few times, and looked up at the other person with a face full of resentment.
Nian Wanzhou, who was opposite her, also stood up. Her hand, which had caught the sword strike, was already broken, with the bone visible. She also had several other injuries on her body, but she didn't utter a sound.
Everyone saw that each punch and kick was imbued with pure white spiritual energy, and for some reason, people could feel the power within them.
Even outside the barrier, one could feel the oppressive aura.
Next, Nian Wanzhou's injuries healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, with pure white spiritual energy wrapping around her skin and bones, healing her at an astonishing pace.
This surprised everyone, yet it also seemed perfectly natural.
Soon, Nian Wanzhou's second wave of attacks began. Even before her wounds had fully healed, she charged forward again, waving her little fists.
The time left for Yin Shuyang to catch his breath and gather his spiritual energy was only a little.
Forced into a corner, Yin Shuyang had no choice but to accelerate his energy gathering, pushing himself to the limit before Nian Wanzhou got close.
Yin Shuyang's swordsmanship was unpredictable, unleashing move after move, yet Nian Wanzhou easily parried each one. Her body was as hard as a rock; no matter how others attacked, they could not completely harm her.
Furthermore, before Yin Shuyang could fully recover his spiritual power, he was severely injured again.
It was as if Nian Wanzhou completely ignored the special physique of cultivators, disregarded spiritual power and physical strength, and treated his opponent as an ordinary person, suppressing him with his fists and strength, causing his opponent to be genuinely injured.
They had only ever seen this kind of fighting method in the martial arts world of mortals; it would be an absurd existence even in the world of cultivation.
The spectators below were dumbfounded. They had never seen a Golden Core stage body cultivator so powerful...
With a "whoosh," Yin Shuyang's sword struck straight at Nian Wanzhou's face, and then...
Something had been cut off, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Nian Wanzhou's hair!
The child stared wide-eyed as she picked up the hair from the ground with both hands, looking at her somewhat bewildered opponent in disbelief. She stammered, "How could you... This is one of the few strands of hair I've painstakingly grown."
She was young and didn't have much hair to begin with, but she managed to grow quite a bit of hair on her own.
In today's competition, a lot of her hair was cut off; the bun on her right side was completely severed. Her long hair, which was barely reaching her shoulders, was hardly long at all, directly exposing her somewhat balding head.
The boat quickly covered itself up late at night.
But she looked really funny, with her short hair down on one side and her hair in a neat bun on the other.
Coupled with that astonished expression, it was inexplicably cute.
"Um, I really didn't mean to!" Realizing he had done something wrong, Yin Shuyang quickly apologized. He knew how important hair was to a person, especially to a woman, and he was, after all, a prince in the human realm.
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