Free Web NovelLi Dage is so cool.
Xiao Jiang's eyes, hidden behind her sunglasses, sparkled. Noticing the glances from the princes and nobles under the imperial yellow canopy not far away, she quickly wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.
“Immature brat,” Ying Bing thought to herself, yet her gaze was as soft as the bright moon.
It seems he has truly been waiting for this day for a long time, otherwise, how could he have already prepared a draft in his mind?
“Sometimes I really wish I could forget that Li Dage is actually skilled in the Hammer Dao.”
Bai Jinghong looked up at the starry sky at a Forty-five-degree angle, but the image of God Hammer Little Overlord's earth-shattering hammer strike lingered.
Dead memories were attacking him again.
“You should learn it then...”
He turned his head, about to say this to Wu Chushu, but saw the latter clutching his head with both hands, writhing like a maggot, his brain trembling.
“Three thousand guests drunk with flowers in the hall, one sword’s light chills fourteen states... How can someone who writes such poetry only wield a hammer? What a waste of natural resources, what a waste!”
“Why did everyone laugh at me when I recited the poem Master wrote?”
Oh, right, Wu Chushu's Master is Elder Cao, also a blacksmith.
On the judging panel, Xie Yiding couldn't help but say, “This kid has a lot of flair.”
“Tsk, no wonder this kid insisted on using a sword; it was all for this moment,” Du Wufeng chuckled.
Seeing Li Mo, he felt as if he was looking at his younger self. Who hasn't been young and impetuous, fond of showing off... in front of others?
On the stage.
Xie Xuan, seeing the obedient God Sword, couldn't help but ask curiously,
“How much of God Sword's power can you unleash?”
“Guess,” Little Li Swordsman smiled mysteriously.
Xie Xuan: “...”
Alright, it's a competition now, and he shouldn't reveal his true strength.
So he could only probe for himself.
Old Xie cautiously did not draw his sword directly.
Because Li Mo had an excellent appearance, with his white robe flowing elegantly and God Sword in hand, every movement exuded strong confidence. Moreover, he had seriously practiced with Han Xianzi for several days, so perhaps... Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes.
The Ancestral Master's treasured sword hung slightly, emitting a faint Sword Rhyme that enveloped the high platform.
Clang—
Xie Xuan's sword hadn't moved, but Li Mo felt a sharp sword hanging over his head, his brow tingling, as if a powerful Sword Intent was assaulting him!
He had already made his move?
This was an invisible sword!
It was imperceptible to the naked eye, but he could clearly sense with his Yi Soul that several pure, washed sword lights were suspended, like the reflections of birds on a shimmering lake, weaving into a net.
Heart Sword Technique?
Li Mo immediately realized the martial art the opponent was using.
The body acts before the intention, so both sending and receiving are within the heart.
Therefore, Xie Xuan's sword was using his Yi Soul, which he had refined into a sword, to strike at Li Mo's Yi Soul!
“Why aren't these two moving?”
“Didn't it already start? Why are they just standing there?”
Among the crowded onlookers, the common people and Martial Artists all looked at each other, utterly bewildered.
On the judging panel.
“What's the situation now? Why aren't they fighting?” The Purple-Robed Eunuch asked the two from Tianshan Sword Manor.
“Actually, their confrontation has already begun,” Xie Yiding explained.
“This is a spiritual confrontation, the Heart Sword Technique, also a form of the Pure Yang Sword Dao, which can draw the opponent into ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) a spiritual space.” frёeωebɳovel.com
“If one's Yi Soul is slightly weaker, one will suffer spiritual damage, and in severe cases, the Yi Soul will directly shatter, leading to immediate defeat.”
Du Wufeng also nodded, “This move is beautifully executed. Xie Xuan's Realm is already higher, and the Divine Intention he observes is from the Ancestral Master's treasured sword, making his Yi Soul incomparably sharp.”
“Li Mo's Yi Soul... I still don't know, this confrontation can only be seen with the heart.”
The purple-robed man nodded, “I understand. If one loses in a spiritual confrontation, one will suffer a great disadvantage in a real fight.”
He paused, glanced at the dissatisfied crowd below, and then said, “What you two are saying is too profound. How about we... say something else?”
Xie Yiding was stunned, “What do I have to say about this?”
“Just, say anything. Sword Manor Master Xie has been through so many competitions, he must have some stories...”
Meaning, you can make it up, since no one else can see it anyway.
“...” Xie Yiding was stumped.
“Try this,” Du Wufeng handed the Purple-Robed Eunuch a booklet.
“What's this?”
“A picture book.”
“?” When people are confused, they'll accept anything handed to them.
So the Purple-Robed Eunuch's mouth twitched slightly, and he opened it and began to read.
His voice, amplified by the conch, spread throughout the Inner City.
“Only to see Jiang... Li Mo shaking his long sword, saying that in today's sparring match, he already had a determination to win. If he won, he asked the palace... er, Xie Xuan to fulfill his promise, and with that, he launched a preemptive attack.”
“Xie Xuan smiled slightly, his sleeve sweeping, stirring up a thousand piles of snow—what the hell is this... He actually used his palm as a sword, unleashing the Snow Moon Sword Technique, and sword shadows instantly enveloped all directions.”
“...” The bewildered spectators in the Inner City and below the stage became even more bewildered.
They couldn't see the spiritual confrontation, but they instinctively felt something was off.
“?” Xiao Jiang's newly wiped drool began to flow again.
Ying Bing's hand, which was rubbing the boy with a large head, paused slightly, then unconsciously tightened. She could tell that Li Mo, who could only use a sword, was not gaining the upper hand against Xie Xuan.
“Unless he also learns the Heart Sword...”
“?” Li Mo himself was confused, but what was more urgent now was to break Xie Xuan's Heart Sword Technique.
The sword shadows, woven like a large net, were already close at hand. The only thing he could do was quickly summon his Yi Soul.
A golden-armored figure suddenly appeared behind him, its eyes fixed intently.
Ding—
The Heart Sword pierced Li Mo's Yi Soul, causing ripples to spread.
“A single sword strike didn't break it?” Xie Xuan was stunned. Although Li Mo's Realm was clearly lower than his, the strength of Li Mo's Yi Soul far exceeded his expectations.
So he persevered, using his complex sword art, aided by the Ancestral Master's treasured sword's divine power, to strike spiritually.
Li Mo's Yi Soul vibrated.
However, this round of sword shadows was not the end; Xie Xuan's offensive grew more and more urgent.
Qi Tian Dou Zhan Intent, like a burning flame, flickered in the wind. No matter how strong his Yi Soul was, he could not ignore the opponent's spiritual confrontation.
If this continued, he would eventually lose.
“Ice Cube taught me...” Li Mo forcefully concentrated his mind, recalling earnestly.
While comprehending what Ice Cube had said, he observed Xie Xuan's method of unleashing the Heart Sword, cross-referencing them.
The essence of the Heart Sword is Sword Intent, but my Sword Intent... Xiao Li fell into deep thought.
Right, Celestial Human Divine Sword.
Although the Sword Intent in Celestial Human Divine Sword was not his, he had learned it all. With a little guidance to release it, it shouldn't be a problem!
... Hmm.
The audience in the arena also fell into deep thought.
In the quiet Inner City, the Purple-Robed Eunuch's voice sounded particularly passionate.
“Only to see Li Mo suddenly roar, three swords becoming one. This sword poured his lifelong cultivation into it, hoping to break the surface with a single point. In an instant, the sword was like a long rainbow!” freewebnovel.cσ๓
“Xie Xuan finally showed a little interest, moving his feet with slight seriousness, changing his palm into a finger, lightly tapping the sword tip. The immense rebound force actually sent Li Mo spitting blood and flying backward!”
“Xie Xuan was greatly alarmed, quickly taking three steps in two to help Li Mo up and check his injuries.”
“Who knew that Li Mo, who had just been spitting blood, suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Xie Xuan's hand, and chuckled, 'Master, you've been caught by me, you lose!'”
“Xie Xuan's face flushed, becoming even more...”
The Purple-Robed Eunuch read with increasing fervor.
“What is all this nonsense?!” Xie Yiding snatched the picture book with a dark face. After seeing the cover, a vein bulged on his forehead: “The Overbearing Female Emperor Falls in Love with Me?!!!”
“...?” Ying Bing lowered her eyes, pressing her lips together.
