“Whew...”
Li Mo held Chixiao, his breathing light.
Xie Xuan had just competed with Ice Cube and seemed to have no power to retaliate, but this did not mean that Xie Xuan was not strong.
It was because Ice Cube's martial arts attainment was so profound that even Qin Yuzhi, a Controlling Mystery of the Seventh Realm, called it a foul.
Of course, he had already seen Xie Xuan's style just now; otherwise, whether he could last ten Moves was truly hard to say.
“Good, then I shall...”
Xie Xuan took a deep breath.
“Wait!”
Li Mo suddenly raised his hand.
“What is it?” Xie Xuan’s Aura paused.
“How many Moves shall we exchange? We need to set a Dao.” freёweɓnovel.com
“If you make me defend a Move, you win.”
Xie Xuan thought for a moment; the opponent was the God Hammer Little Overlord, Hidden Dragon Fourth, and although he was holding a sword now, he could not be underestimated.
“Alright!”
Li Mo nodded, sighing.
Unfortunately, this was a proper spar, so he couldn't use the Fighting King Profound Meaning... Xie Xuan let out a long breath, once again condensing his Sword Intent, the tip of his sword slightly lowered, remotely pointing at his opponent's body.
He raised his sword... “Wait!”
“Cough cough...”
Xie Xuan stumbled, his face flushed, almost choking. This time, he was truly a bit displeased:
“Now what?”
“Uh, I'm sorry, I still have a question.”
Li Mo smiled apologetically; he really didn't do it on purpose:
“If I can't take ten of your Moves, I can't enter Buyun Tower, but what if I do? Is it merely to let me in? Buyun Tower isn't run by you, isn't this prize a bit unfair?”
“...”
Xie Xuan was stunned; he thought for a moment and realized it made some sense.
It was only right for others to enter Buyun Tower; he was the one blocking the way. Even if the opponent took ten Moves, he would only get what was rightfully his.
“Then what do you propose?”
“Once we determine the winner and loser, we can no longer challenge her to a match.”
Li Mo pointed at Xiao Jiang.
Hearing this, Xie Xuan was silent for a moment before nodding, saying in a muffled voice:
“Alright, you don't have any other questions this time, do you?”
“No.”
“I was also entrusted by someone not to let her stay in Dijin. Take the sword!”
As his voice fell, Xie Xuan's Aura suddenly rose. He was clearly not as casual as he had been before.
His eyes shone brightly, full of spirit.
That seemingly ordinary longsword was slowly drawn by him, his movements without the slightest deviation, his speed without the slightest change.
He seemed to have repeated this action millions of times; a single draw of the sword was like a deep pool and towering mountains, presaging a coming storm.
Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly; he smelled a familiar scent.
Skill close to Dao.
A simple draw of the sword seemed to already have the meaning of eliminating the barriers between various sword techniques, of being perfectly harmonious.
Of course, it was only an implication; it was still a considerable distance from truly reaching the skill close to Dao.
The next instant, Xie Xuan moved.
It was still Yi Jian Shu (Chess Sword Technique); the Move seemed steady and solid, calm and unadorned, yet invisibly contained many changes.
It was the feeling that just when you found a way to «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» counter this sword, you instantly discovered that the sword had changed again, forcing you to completely overturn the ideas in your mind, making one so frustrated they wanted to vomit blood.
“Xie Xuan truly lives up to his name as a sword fanatic...”
Elder Zeng let out a long breath, his eyes complex.
The emergence of Yi Jian Shu (Chess Sword Technique) represented Tianshan Sword Manor replacing Hengyun Sword City.
Generations of Sword City powerhouses had been trying every means to break this sword technique.
Not only him, there were many sword Dao Masters in Dijin, almost everyone prided themselves on carrying a sword, and moreover, with the Qianlong Assembly now, there were also experts and strong hands from all over the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
“After Xie Xuan was suppressed by Han Xianzi’s sword technique, he actually gained new insights and ascended to another level.”
“No wonder he has been the unmoving Xie Er for so many years.”
“If not for that, he would not have gained the recognition of the Tianshan Ancestral Master’s sword.”
...At the end of the bustling crowd, a soft sedan chair carried by eight people suddenly passed by. It was a floating sedan chair, yet delicate, dripping flowers grew on it, blooming in the wind, even attracting butterflies to stop.
Why could dead wood come back to life?
Perhaps anyone who saw the graceful figure behind the curtain would feel that it was only natural.
She wore an embroidered silk dress, with a long neck and a slender waist, yet her chest was quite full... If Li Mo saw her, he would be surprised, seeing for the first time someone even slightly larger than his beautiful Master... “My lady, someone is sparring with swords in front of Buyun Tower.”
The maid beside her looked curiously, then smiled:
“It seems to be that poor, silly sword fanatic.”
Why could the maid recognize Xie Xuan at a glance?
Because in order to get close to her lady, Xie Xuan, the young Master of Tianshan Sword Manor, disguised himself as a servant in Fengyue Small Building.
He endured being hit without fighting back, and being scolded without retorting, for half a year.
“Jianghu children, competitive and eager for victory, there’s nothing good to see. Let’s go.”
The alluring woman didn't even spare a glance of interest.
“Oh...”
The soft sedan chair began to Move again, but halfway, she suddenly heard people discussing nearby.
“If Wang Qi Dou Hun uses a sword, this time it’s probably going to be a close call.”
“Wait.”
She suddenly stopped the sedan chair... In an instant. freewebnovel.cσ๓
The ever-changing sword light, pointing directly at Li Mo's chest, was getting closer and closer.
Li Mo's breathing lightened, the general outline of Dugu Nine Swords flowed in his mind, and the enlightenment of breaking sword stances arose, seemingly turning all sword trajectories into black and white lines.
Since there was no way to dodge, there was no need to dodge.
Force him to defend!
Chirp!
Chixiao did not dodge, but instead, from bottom to top, drew a strange trajectory.
The opponent's unpredictable sword light paused, but then suddenly changed again, like splitting open a wave, beneath which lay a deeper undercurrent.
Yi Jian Shu (Chess Sword Technique), one sword strike plans for ten, a hundred.
Li Mo was unhurried; Chixiao leaped along the undercurrent in the opponent's sword light, like a large fish riding the waves.
One side's sword Moves were layered, as if an invisible net had been cast, the sword Moves making it impossible to distinguish between flaws and traps, with hidden dangers everywhere.
The other side seemed casual, but in reality, simplified the complex, using the most efficient method to directly target the opponent's foundation.
Would the fish die in the net, or would the fish break through the net and return to the vast sea and sky?
As it seemed now, it was the former.
“Minor Achievement of Dugu Nine Swords is still not enough to break Yi Jian Shu (Chess Sword Technique)...”
Li Mo found that while he seemed to be continuously breaking the opponent's sword Moves, he was instead causing the opponent's endlessly changing sword encirclement to tighten even more.
But at this very moment.
Ding-dong—
A zither sound rang out, like a sound from beyond the heavens, its lingering notes echoing.
Li Mo felt as if he had heard celestial music and his ears were temporarily cleared, but Xie Xuan was stunned.
This moment of stagnation created a gap in the net.
Clang—
Chixiao pierced the spine of that unadorned longsword.
The sword light vanished.
“Xie Xuan defended with his sword!”
“God Hammer Little Overlord won!”
“His sword technique is also so extraordinary, able to force Xie Xuan to defend with his sword. How powerful must his hammer be?”
“Extraordinary sword technique, his Hammer Technique must be divine.”
“That’s right, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.”
“I know a thing or two about Brother Li’s Hammer Technique. If you had seen his hammer strike in the Southern Border...”
Xie Xuan stood frozen, then suddenly turned his head.
“...?”
And Li Mo fell into contemplation, slowly putting out a question mark.
Damn it, I was clearly using a sword, and I didn't even take out my hammer, so how did my Hammer Technique become divine again?
What a bunch of clever little devils, they really know how to judge people!
Xiao Li’s stubbornness shattered.
Xie Xuan was dazed, his mind completely not on the competition.
This competition seemed to have no winner.