Huo Qingfeng's comparison with Liyu speaks volumes.
The Guixue Sword in Shen Yunhao's hand is a divine weapon that can be compared with the Liyu!
But which one it is is rather intriguing...
"With such a trump card, Junior Brother Shen will surely emerge as a dark horse and emerge victorious in this conference. I will wait and see... Farewell!"
After saying that, he waved his hand, slung the black longsword over his shoulder, and swaggered away.
Shen Yunhao remained silent for a long time before looking down at the Guixue Sword in his hand.
The frost marks on it are gradually fading, but a hint of sharp, unsettling energy remains.
This is both Frost's Silence and Spirit, yet it is far more powerful than before!
Could it be...?
"Shuang'er...is she also in this secret realm?"
Thinking of this, Shen Yunhao took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed his thoughts.
He then began to ponder his fight with Huo Qingfeng, "Man and sword as one, the sword is not a weapon... but a comrade-in-arms? How exactly is this achieved..."
He had seen Ning Yuyao exchange sword moves with others before, but even with Ning Yuyao, he had never seen her sword moves and sword techniques flow so smoothly and effortlessly.
"Could it be... related to the sword spirit...?"
Shen Yunhao looked at the Guixue Sword in his hand and fell into deep thought once again...
...
At the very center of the Cangxuan Secret Realm, a magnificent dark purple building, like a lurking beast, quietly awaits the start of the final round.
This is the Xuanlei Pavilion!
The pavilion was surrounded by a relatively open square, which was now filled with many figures, mostly elite disciples waiting for their companions.
Because their cultivation levels were suppressed, no one had an absolute chance of winning and dared to make the first move, so the place was in a relatively peaceful state for the time being.
At this moment, two figures emerged from the nearby woods, attracting the attention of many people.
"Wow, quite a few people... huh?"
Guan Yingying's gaze swept across the crowd and suddenly settled on a group of female disciples dressed in the attire of the Guanghan Palace not far away!
This was within her expectations, since Yao Xiangxue had already arranged to meet here before she came in. But what she didn't expect was... Wu Yun'er was here too!
"Holy crap, is this for real? This guy isn't... wait, junior sister, you..."
Before Guan Yingying could finish speaking, she felt a cool, fragrant breeze brush past her.
Ning Yuyao had already walked straight towards Wu Yun'er, her eyes calm and expressionless.
Guan Yingying slapped her forehead. "No... this... didn't we just say we weren't going to fight anymore...? What?"
The next moment, Ning Yuyao stood in front of Wu Yun'er, ignoring the surprised, curious, and inquisitive gazes of the other disciples around her, and her clear, cold voice rang out.
"Senior Sister Wu! Please enlighten me!"
Whoosh—!
These words stunned not only Wu Yun'er, but also all the female disciples of Guanghan Palace around her, who cast astonished glances and began to whisper amongst themselves.
"What's going on? Why is Junior Sister Ning suddenly challenging Senior Sister Wu?"
"Is that even a question? It's definitely because of that incident two years ago when we caught each other cheating..."
"Surely not? Junior Sister Ning doesn't seem like the type to hold grudges."
"Who knows? Don't try to guess what a genius is thinking!"
Looking at Ning Yuyao's stunningly beautiful face, which remained completely expressionless, Wu Yun'er instantly understood the crux of the matter and gritted her teeth, saying, "Ning Yuyao! What's wrong with you?"
Ning Yuyao definitely didn't come looking for trouble because of what happened two years ago, otherwise she would have already taken action. So the only reason is... Superman Strong!
Who exactly is this kid?!
Ning Yuyao calmly shook her head, her tone still cold: "This battle has nothing to do with anyone else. It's solely for proving the way of the sword. Senior Sister Wu, please!"
"..."
Bullshit!
Wu Yun'er was so angry she wanted to grind her teeth.
She knew very well that she was no match for Ning Yuyao in terms of swordsmanship talent and strength, but how could she back down when Ning Yuyao publicly challenged her?
"Fine! What a perfect demonstration of swordsmanship!" Wu Yun'er laughed in anger, her longsword flashing as it was drawn from its sheath. "Since Junior Sister Ning insists on fighting, I, as her senior sister, will naturally accompany her to the end!"
The battle erupted instantly!
In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed the square, and cold light flashed.
Ning Yuyao's sword intent was pure and clean, carrying a chilling aura that could freeze everything, while Wu Yun'er's sword technique was more cunning and ruthless, carrying a hint of ferocity.
At first, Ning Yuyao seemed to genuinely have the mindset of exchanging blows and testing her skills, and she fought back and forth with Wu Yun'er in a balanced manner.
However, after dozens of rounds, just as Wu Yun'er felt a hint of contempt, Ning Yuyao's sword style suddenly changed!
The speed and power of the Cloud Frost Sword suddenly increased to a new level, and countless sword shadows were unleashed, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, instantly tearing Wu Yun'er's sword net to shreds!
Wu Yun'er was forced to retreat repeatedly and was eventually pushed to a corner at the edge of the square!
Just when Wu Yun'er was running out of steam and about to admit defeat.
Snap!
A clear, loud sound, with a strange echo, rang out in the suddenly silent square!
Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene before them.
Ning Yuyao's left-hand sword sheath struck Wu Yun'er's pert, round...buttocks with a crisp sound.
Time seemed to stand still.
Wu Yun'er froze on the spot, stunned for two or three seconds.
Suddenly, an indescribable sense of shame and indignation erupted within her. Her face turned from red to white, then from white to green, and finally turned ashen!
"Ning! Yu! Yao!"
The woman let out a low growl, her eyes bloodshot, and lunged at Ning Yuyao with her sword drawn, shouting, "I'm going to kill you!"
Just then, Yao Xiangxue suddenly appeared between the two, her jade-like hand gently waving to firmly block the crazed Wu Yun'er, and she turned around and sighed.
"Junior Sister Ning, this is a friendly sparring match between fellow disciples, what you've done is a bit excessive..."
Ning Yuyao slowly sheathed her sword and calmly turned her gaze to Yao Xiangxue.
"Senior Sister Yao..." Ning Yuyao's voice was clear and firm, "Yuyao is only here to test her sword skills today, please enlighten me, Senior Sister!"
"..."
Only then did everyone realize what was happening.
Her goal wasn't Wu Yun'er at all, but to fight her way up!
This is not a personal grudge at all, but purely for challenging the strong and proving one's own swordsmanship!
...
Time flies like an arrow; more than half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
The battle for survival within the Cangxuan Secret Realm, catalyzed by the points-based plundering rule, has become exceptionally fierce and efficient.
The five hundred cultivators who advanced to the second round were like beans thrown into a giant millstone, rapidly consumed in endless fighting, hunting, and fleeing.
Even a super sect like Guanghan Palace could not avoid losses. The original team of more than ten people has now been reduced to only five or six core disciples led by Yao Xiangxue.
However, Wu Yun'er was nowhere to be seen in the group. Ever since Ning Yuyao publicly spanked her that day, she had left the group alone, just like in the first phase...
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