Divine Brilliance

Zong Shou was startled when he heard that. Zhao Yanran’s personality was truly unpredictable.

He originally thought that this woman wouldn’t mention this matter again, and the two of them would not have any relations with one another going forwards.

He didn’t expect Zhao Yanran’s thinking to suddenly jump to suddenly wanting to have a sword duel with him. Looking at her expression, she was also really serious. She probably wouldn’t give up unless he agreed.

Tilting his head, Zong Shou sighed slightly before the Pine Pattern Wind Sword in his hand came out of its sheath.

Although it was a little problematic, but being able to settle the matter in such a way was for the best. Three Foundation Training pills and three Snow Spirit pills, he was going to gamble for this battle!

Actually, he had no choice, as he was being forced into this…

However before he walked up, Chuxue pulled him back strongly, saying anxiously, “Young Master, don’t bother with this demon. Even if she doesn’t use Xiantian true qi, her normal true qi is several times stronger than yours. This battle is totally unfair! To think she was shameless enough to want to spar with you! Let’s go all out against her, Chuxue isn’t afraid of dying!”

The knife in Yin Yang’s hand was showing small fiery sparks. In the surrounding marshland, the temperature was rising, but his face was still stone cold, “Prince, I believe that I can hold off this woman! You don’t need to worry!”

Zhao Yanran gave a disdainful laugh, too lazy to bother with Chuxue. She only paid some slight attention to Yin Yang. Who knew how long that person was sealed by those two golden threads, his cultivation was really firm. Breaking away from the spirit technique seal and breaking past the ninth meridian, the true qi in his body showed no signs of being unstable, instead it quickly stabilized. He was roughly at the peak of the Body Chakra level, and was even showing signs of breaking through.

It was like he had stayed calm for too long, like a volcano amassing too much heat, right about to explode.

Zong Shou felt warm in his heart, his fingers lightly tapping the back of Chuxue’s wrist, and her hand went weak. He easily broke free from her and stood in front of Zhao Yanran. “One hundred swords, three Foundation Training pills and three Snow Spirit pills, that is what Miss Yanran said! Don’t regret it…”

What was weird was that once Zong Shou raised up the sword in his hand, he wasn’t as unruly as before, his tired and lazy aura disappeared. He became really serious, like a sword that was just sharpened, its glow shining brightly. In a second he regained his calm, internalizing the sharpness of his aura.

Zhao Yanran was startled, and then her face was filled with praise. Only such a talented person would be able to break the eighteen sword puppets of Lingyun Sect in such a short time. She felt delighted, her fighting spirit soaring.

When a small breeze blew across the swamp, Zhao Yanran’s fairy-like body suddenly disappeared. Her image seemed to have blended into the wind, unable to be picked up by the naked eye.

Yin Yang tightly clenched the saber in his hand, his muscles instinctively tightening. On the other hand, Chuxue couldn’t see her movement trajectory or track. When she reacted, all she heard was the crisp ring of weapons colliding that could make one’s eardrums explode.

Zong Shou showed no emotion, staring expressionlessly as he stood still. The sword in his hand suddenly stabbed to the left, chopped towards the right. A series of metallic clinging and clanging sounded out around him as swords met. He stayed rooted to the spot, unfazed and calm, counting out aloud, “nine, ten, fourteen, fifteen…”

The swords of the two were extremely quick, sometimes he was even unable to count it exactly, directly skipping over. He thought to himself, Although her personality is a little weird, she still keeps her promises. Not only is she not using Xiantian true qi, the strength of her sword is also at the Martial Master Realm.

The only thing would be this spirit master Wind Controlling Movement technique, how was it something that a Martial Master-level person could have? It was simply cheating!

Another ding broke out, several times louder than the previous few times.

Zong Shou’s eyes sank, feeling his right hand starting to go numb and the blood in his chest start to boil. He could obviously feel her strength was being increased tenfold. A cold strength drilled through the sword, covering the front portion of it in frost.

Smiling coldly, Zong Shou smacked a body fire talisman that he had snatched over without much care, and his body warmed up. He had no intentions of backing off, gathering all his strength at the tip of his sword, causally stabbing forwards.

There followed yet another series of sword clashes, twenty-odd rounds, the deafening sword clashes were each louder than the next. Their strength was the same. Zong Shou showed no fear, battling sword with sword, his body still totally upright.

Chuxue was surprised. With Zong Shou’s cultivation, how was he able to go head-to-head against Zhao Yanran, who was at the Xiantian Martial Master level?

Only when her eyes slowly adapted did she slowly realize that Zong Shou’s every blow struck out at the sword spine or the sword tip of Zhao Yanran’s sword, the position different each time, meaning that he faced the least amount of momentum.

She was even more astonished, taking a few steps forward, hoping that she could take an even closer look. Zhao Yanran was just too quick, how did Zong Shou manage to distinguish the path of her sword? How was he able to make the judgement and react so quickly, find the best spot to deflect her strength so precisely?

When they reached the 65th sword, the entire region was covered in sword images, a cold fog scattered around them.

Zong Shou didn’t persist any longer. Every time the ice cold sword strength was too powerful, he would retreat. His footsteps sometimes advanced, sometimes he retreated, moving freely in the heavy sword shadow.

He used his exquisite footsteps to disturb the high speed figure of Zhao Yanran. He also gave Chuxue some pointers while doing this! “Xue’er, can you see clearly? You’re from the tiger cat race and you’re born more nimble than others. If you only use your speed to avoid and dodge, it would be a waste!”

At that moment, not only Chuxue, even Yin Yang was deep in thought, his eyes fixed. Zhao Yanran’s face was totally green as she scoffed coldly. Instantly all the illusionary images gathered into one spot as she thrust out. Like something flying from outer space, the howl of the sword broke through the air, suddenly arriving in front of him.

Zong Shou’s expression tensed up. Even before he came into contact with that blow, he could feel an unstoppable strength pressing down onto his chest. However, he only laughed coldly, his body slightly rocking from left to right. The tip of his sword became indiscernible.

Just as that intense sword was showing signs of weakening, he backed off a few steps before stabbing out with his Pine Pattern Wind Sword. Where the sword tips met, the two swords instantly went into a series of whirlwind-like motions. Zong Shou was going all out to lead the sword momentum to one side while Zhao Yanran was trying to use the momentum to strike Zong Shou’s sword out of his hand.

Just as the whirlwind was about to fade, the Pine Pattern Wind Sword was slowly losing out. At a glance, it was about to fly out of his hand, and Zhao Yanran’s eyes also showed some signs of regret. At that moment, Zong Shou’s footsteps changed as the sword suddenly pressed downwards, using the sword whirlwind’s strength to thrust forwards, a sword shadow directly sweeping towards Zhao Yanran’s throat!

It was an inch away, the viciousness and sharpness at its maximum!

In that instant, Zong Shou’s sword was like a knife from the rivers of hell! Appearing instantly, cruel to the extreme!

Zhao Yanran actually showed signs of panicking as she flashed back, floating away to a hundred feet away. When she landed, there was already a deep cut on her neck.

Looking back at Zong Shou, he had already returned back to his original position. The sharpness that he showed before had disappeared once more, and all that was left was a calm and expressionless teen.

Zhao Yanran’s hand was shaking slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief. Even the shock from before, when she heard Long Ruo say that this teen had broken the Sword Formation and copied the God Talismans couldn’t compare to this.

…What did she see just now.. Sword intent! It was actually sword intent!

It wasn’t like that flying knife, which was just an empty shell. This was strong beyond description, causing her will and focus to shake, the martial intent was totally unavoidable and couldn’t be dodged.

It was something that shouldn’t appear on the body of a teen. Such power far exceeded that of the Martial Master level, and even a Xiantian Master like her couldn’t touch it. But at that moment, it looked like it appeared, and also like it didn’t. Even if it hadn’t, he was not far away from it.

At that moment, her fear had reached the maximum, and shock from all the disbelief had also similarly climbed to its peak.

Who knew that Lingyun Long Ruo would also have times when he misjudged people?

With a Martial Master body, to actually have a glimpse of the profoundness of sword intent. Could this teen be just called a talent? Such ability, how could he be restricted by the limits of his body?

If Long Ruo found out in the future, who knew how much regret he would feel…