Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 117: Ba Xia’s Soul; Lianfeng True Biography

"Shi Yan... You have made great progress by taking this sword. Don't lose your sense."

Facing Shi Yan who insisted on fighting, Elder Liu gently dissuaded him, as if he was trying to persuade the prodigal son to turn back.

"Elder Liu! I really haven't lost yet! Let me continue fighting!"

Hearing this, Elder Liu sighed helplessly and glanced at You Su. You Su sensed the gaze and knew that Elder Liu was asking what he meant.

Shi Yan looked honest, but he was like a dog-skin plaster. He didn't take the initiative and just pestered You Su to beg for a fight.

At this time, You Su couldn't help but feel a little resentful, guessing that the other party was sent by some big shot to deliberately disgust him. He never believed that the person who could accept his sword intention head-on could only be an outer disciple.

He stepped forward with his sword in hand, looking a little unkind, and asked in a deep voice:
"Who sent you here?"

"Elder Liu, is he talking to me?" Shi Yan scratched his head stupidly.

Elder Liu glanced at him and explained in a low voice for him:
"Yousu, no one sent him here. Keep fighting. He won't admit defeat until he's knocked down. I'll explain it to you in detail after the fight is over."

You Su was stunned for a moment, secretly thinking that it was him who had misunderstood, and then he adjusted his mind and faced his opponent squarely.

Elder Liu nodded slightly and exited the court. The two men in the court continued to be at war with each other. Na Shiyan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and was still eager to try.

It will be difficult for You Su to gather his sword intention again in a short period of time, unless he uses the Sword Raising Technique to release the divine will he has accumulated in the past few days. You Su sensed that Shi Yan was staggering, so he decided to hold back. The thirty-six movements of the Mandarin Sword alone were enough to defeat this stubborn man.

Several more sword rays flashed by, and although Shi Yan still caught them all, they were far less comfortable than at the beginning.

You Su could feel that he was at the end of his strength.

But You Su really doesn't understand, what is supporting this person in an ordinary competition, why must he fight to the point of exhaustion?

Shiyan, who fell and got up again under the sword, reminded Yusu of himself in Izumo Castle, who still gritted his teeth and persevered in the face of an unmatched enemy.

If he gave up because his opponent was Master Ling, Sect Master Qi or City Master Liu, how could he possibly get that opportunity?

It is not his privilege to refuse to give up in the face of a strong enemy. In this world, there will be others who will persevere for their obsessions.

Thinking of this, You Su also had respect for this opponent, and a feeling of sympathy arose in his heart.

But even so, he would never give up this victory.

Snow mud claw.

Yoshimitsu Katayu.

Crane Huating.

These three movements are not the most powerful among Yuan swords, but when combined, they are powerful and difficult to resist.

The sword wind roared, and Shi Yan was gradually showing signs of decline. It was obvious that the competition was just the end of the competition, and no one called him to stop even though he was injured in many places.

Of course, many people in the audience knew this weirdo Shi Yan, who had repeatedly challenged the true disciples for many years, but always failed. The true disciples he challenged hated him, and the outer disciples he represented looked down upon him even more. Although some people initially praised him for his courage to dare to commit crimes and challenge authority, Shi Yan, who has repeatedly failed and fought repeatedly, is now seen by others as just an embarrassing joke that does not know the heights of the world.

The same is true for Elder Liu. He is in charge of the affairs of true disciples and naturally knows Shi Yan quite well. However, unlike others, he does not look down on Shi Yan more and more. Instead, he admires him more and more in his heart.

In every challenge, Shi Yan remained the same as today, stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat. Even if he was used as a sandbag by those angry true disciples to vent their anger, he would accept it bravely, and then he would be covered in pain and ridicule, hiding in a corner. Silently recuperating, waiting for the next disciple to appear.

However, few people can find that this "sandbag" is getting harder and harder. It was as if every blow he suffered was digested into his own strength! His keen insight into other people's moves is not due to instinct, but because he has been beaten enough!

Shi Yan's defensive ability alone has already exceeded the level of ordinary true disciples. The reason why no elders are willing to promote him to become a true disciple is that besides all his talents being focused on defense, there is another reason that is inconvenient to mention... …

Elder Liu sighed silently, looking at Shi Yan who had fallen on the edge, he couldn't help but stop the competition. But in the flash of lightning, his old eyes flashed, and he was keenly aware of something strange!
In the arena, Shi Yan's legs were sunk under the broken stone surface, and his arms were raised and folded. A wall of Xuan Qi was stubbornly resisting You Su's inevitable sword, but it was on the verge of collapse.

And behind Shi Yan, the six-pointed magic circle that helped him intercept Su Mo's sword intention appeared again! The difference is that this time the direction of the six-ray array is reversed!
Elder Liu didn't know this technique, but he understood what Shi Yan was trying to do.

When it first appeared, he could see clearly that it was the movement of the magic circle that neutralized most of the power of the sword for Shi Yan. At this time, the magic circle was reversed, and the majestic and complex profound energy surged from the magic circle towards Shi Yan's limbs and bones. Every blood vessel and every inch of muscle in his body swelled to the point of explosion!
What fills his arrogant body is not only Yu Su's sword intention, but also every blow he has ever endured!
The stone weir is like a ball that bounces off the bottom, or like a volcano that grows slowly. This stocky young man who always seemed to be beaten only finally showed his fangs today! And the way he bites his opponent is to return all the pain he has suffered!
The wall blocking the sword has shattered, and the shadow of a huge ancient beast appears behind Shi Yan, blooming with sacred golden light!
This is a blow that has been brewing for seven years. It is the soul of domination that this stupid boy got from nowhere!
This golden divine turtle with sharp fangs, the legendary Sixth Son of the Dragon, opened its bloody mouth to You Su! You Su looked like a lone willow in the wind in front of this domineering silhouette. This was definitely not a move that a young man in the Lingtai realm could resist!

Even the third elder above the clouds was pale in appearance. What she thought would be an ordinary battle turned out to be unexpected. She had stood on the top of the mountain for more than a hundred years, and then she was shocked to realize that the young people today were actually so terrifying.

The fifth elder who was watching the battle on one side, the flying sword under his feet was also flowing with red rainbow light, and his expression was actually a bit regretful.

Elder Liu had already rushed into the field half-length, deciding that the fight must be stopped, but there was someone faster than him! It was Fairy Wangshu who drew her sword out of its sheath!
Fairy Wangshu stared at You Su with a pair of blue eyes. The sword in her hand was as bright as the moonlight. She would not allow her junior brother to be harmed in the slightest.

Suddenly there was a loud shout between heaven and earth, which stopped Fairy Shu and Elder Liu from looking at each other, and also froze the minds of everyone present——

"Don't come!"

You Su's divine power came from nowhere and reached a height that no one could even imagine.

In the storm, his black robe was filled with air currents, and the Mo Song Sword was raised above his head. The sound of the sword roared like ten thousand bells ringing in unison!

……

"The sound of swords is also one of the most beautiful sounds in the world. Although they are man-made iron tools, they are the real sounds of nature."

An old woman in the crowd half-squinted her eyes, savoring the exciting sword sound, and said to her disciple.

She is Elder Zhai in the Xuanxiao Sect who entered Taoism through music, and she is also the most senior junior elder in the sect.

The ignorant girl also imitated her master's example and closed her eyes to feel the voice, but she couldn't help but glance at the god-like young man in mid-air. Not everyone can enjoy it as much as Elder Zhai. All the disciples in the front row covered their ears and couldn't bear the disturbance.

You Su was silent, enjoying the tranquility between heaven and earth.

The flesh-and-blood vibration caused by the Tai Sui meat appeared again, far more intense than the night of killing Master Ling. It gave You Su the feeling that there were countless hearts in his body, and they were beating together until the frequency of all the heartbeats was unified.

And this moment has arrived.

The ink light flashed past, as if a literary hero had left a rich and colorful stroke on the white clouds.

The huge shadow of the mythical beast still kept its movement of swallowing everything, but its forehead covered with golden scales opened a big hole, and from there, it shattered inch by inch, and finally disappeared without a trace.

The viewers all forgot to breathe. The excitement of this battle, in this arena for non-true disciples to perform martial arts, is absolutely unparalleled.

This country man, who had become the laughing stock of the whole sect because he was looking for abuse all day long, and who was disdainful to associate with, was actually burdened with the inheritance of a divine beast that was comparable to the innate Taoist body.

No one doesn't want to see the legendary story of the grassroots counterattack, and just when everyone was slapped in the face by Shi Yan's secretiveness, You Su used his sword to tell the world why he could become the second person of Lotus Peak. It is true, but others cannot do it, and it also makes all those who once thought they were extraordinary but were rejected by Lotus Peak feel ashamed.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, the arena was shattered into pieces and turned into a pile of rubble.

The stone weir was covered with rubble, and his eyes were blank.

He has given everything he has in this battle and has endured it for seven years. Today is the battle he is bound to win.

He had a reason to become a true disciple. If no elder took the initiative to ask him, he would fight on his own. As long as he beat the true disciple, he felt that he would definitely have a chance to be favored by the elders.

But he couldn't win, it didn't matter, he could endure it, and he endured it until he felt he could win, and then he turned defeat into victory in one fell swoop.

But all the hard work he had accumulated for seven years was wiped out by this young man's sword.

He is already twenty-four years old. As long as he reaches the age of twenty-five, it will be difficult to become a true disciple again, because his foundation has been set. If he was not favored before, he will be even less likely to be in the future.

Today, he had let go of all his accumulation and had no chance. In just one year, after others know about his special skills, they will definitely not attack him at will. He who is not good at any offensive means can no longer accumulate such unexpected counterattacks.

He left his hometown alone for seven years and came to the land of hope in the Holy Mountain. Now he realizes that this place does not belong to him at all.

The disappointment and frustration only lasted for a moment in Shi Yan's heart, and the silhouette emerged in his memory.

Since there is a reason to insist on becoming the true successor, then giving up before complete despair is a cowardly move. He had lost all the way, how could he miss this defeat? Although it is only one year, there may not be no chance.

Shi Yan regained his confidence and regained consciousness. He tried to clench his fists, but was unable to do so due to the serious injury. He could not even push aside the rubble on his body and climb out. I originally imagined that I would get up with difficulty and leave in despair, just like every time before, but now I can only lie here and take my time. What is more troublesome is that I may not be able to escape the gaze of those people.

Even though he was a firm believer, he couldn't help but sigh.

Just at this moment, the weight on his body was lifted, and a large amount of light came in. The dazzling light made him squint. He was already a little dizzy and did not see clearly who moved the stone for him.

It should be Elder Liu... The cold-faced and warm-hearted Elder Liu has indeed helped me a lot secretly over the years, but it's a pity that I can't listen to his advice.

He adapted to the influx of light and saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him - the black robe was broken in many places, his hair was messy, and there was some dust on his face, which added to his already rich and powerful body. He has some perseverance and perseverance.

The person who cleared the stone for him and gave him a helping hand turned out to be his opponent today - You Su.

Shi Yan couldn't help but be a little surprised. Every time in the past, those true disciples who were challenged by him would stop caring about him after giving him a good beating. Those with good character would just walk by him indifferently, while those with bad character might still stay. The next few words were insults that only he could hear.

He didn't have any complaints. After all, these true disciples, who were originally very high-spirited, would inevitably feel humiliated if they were challenged by an outside disciple like him. Even some well-educated people may be annoyed by his stalking tactics.

You Su was the first true disciple who would take the initiative to show goodwill to him.

But he is not angry that he has made a very proud True Successor of Lianhua Peak become so disgraced?
"If you can't get up, hold my hand."

You Su wiped the blood from his lips with his left hand, while his right hand was still stretched out.

The sun was right behind You Su, and the light shone through his body towards Shi Yan lying in the pit.

Shi Yan grinned, revealing his big white teeth stained with dust, and raised his hand with all his strength.

Elder Liu floated to one side, looking at You Su with unconcealed admiration.

As the two protagonists stood up in the ruins, sparse applause broke out from the crowd, and then the applause became louder and louder until it was deafening. No matter who the two people in the field are, they deserve this round of applause.

Shi Yan seemed a little embarrassed and at a loss what to do about this situation. In comparison, You Su looked like an experienced old man, and he gave Shi Yan a warm smile.

Shi Yan scratched his head and said to You Su:
"Thank you."

You Su laughed it off and praised him sincerely: "You are really powerful, you shouldn't be an outer disciple."

Shi Yan was slightly stunned, and then replied cheerfully: "You are even more powerful!"

The corners of Elder Liu's withered lips were also raised. Standing between the two of them, he suddenly puffed up his chest and said loudly:
"In this competition, You Su wins! Shi Yan's objection is invalid!"

"Elder Liu! Don't rush to a conclusion..."

In the audience, a female fairy with fairy robes and a golden crown floated slowly into the air, looking at the people in the ruins with a smile.

　There will be more later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)