Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 307: No Sword Intent
The third match is the duel between Zhulang and Mu Lingxue. There should be no suspense in this competition. Everyone is only concerned about how many swords Zhulang can win.

Zhulang held the sword and looked at Mu Lingxue who was slowly falling in front of him. Mu Lingxue was wearing a veil, but Zhulang had seen her true face last night.

Zhulang said calmly without saying anything: "Go ahead."

Mu Lingxue shouted, "You're so stubborn! Can't you be a little polite to me?" She crossed her arms and did not make any move.

Zhu Lang was slightly stunned by her calling. This 'name' seemed to be familiar to this woman. He didn't want to argue about it, so he said, "Please!"

Mu Lingxue raised her eyes slightly and said, "That's more like listening!" She didn't rush to attack and continued, "They all said that your sword is very fast and you will defeat me within three strikes. So, I want to ask you, how many strikes do you think it will take to defeat me?"

Zhulang thought about it and said, "Three swords might work."

Mu Lingxue said: "Why don't we make a bet? If you can't hurt me within three strikes, you will admit defeat. Do you dare to bet?"

Zhu Lang said: "Why not!" Those who practice sword arts must have a strong will and not be afraid of challenges.

Mu Lingxue giggled and said, "What are you waiting for, just do it!"

With a "swish" sound, a white light flashed, and Zhulang said no more. He pulled out Changhe, a nine-foot-long sword. With a slight tremor, the long sword turned into a galaxy and slashed towards Mu Lingxue through the air. This sword seemed simple, but it was controlled by the mind. It was extremely fast. Few people in the world could be faster than this sword.

Mu Lingxue snorted coldly: "You are so rude!" Although she said this, she did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. She left behind a phantom, and another figure rose up in the wind like a ghost, just in time to float out from the waterfall-like sword light.

With a 'bang', the Milky Way fell to the ground, and a crack was split in the rocky ground. The sword intent swept across, and 'crack...' the crack instantly extended more than ten feet away. The crowd in that direction broke out in a cold sweat and dodged backwards. Fortunately, they were far away, otherwise this sword would have split them in half.

Mu Lingxue's figure was still in the air, and she shouted, "One sword!"

Although no one knew what method Mu Lingxue used to suddenly improve her cultivation and defeat Wei Ziyou, the fact that she was able to dodge such a fast sword proved that her cultivation was not fake, which once again exceeded most people's expectations.

Zhulang didn't want to delay, so he turned around, identified Mu Lingxue's trajectory in the air, and swung his sword back. The long river roared, and a dazzling light burst out, rolling towards the phantom like a dragon.

Mu Lingxue's figure was also turning with the sword light, and the fierce sword intent was also converging towards her. This puzzled many people. Isn't this a suicidal move?
However, the next moment surprised most people. Mu Lingxue's figure turned into a black light and disappeared out of thin air. However, this did not escape Zhu Lang's eyes. He turned the tip of the Changhe sword and stabbed at the flying black light in the void.

Just when the sword was about to stab Mu Lingxue in the back, something unexpected happened. Mu Lingxue turned over and the sword hit her chest.

When Zhulang saw this, he was shocked, because that was the soft place he accidentally touched last night. The sword intent suddenly disappeared at this moment, and Changhe also stopped in the air, making a buzzing sword sound.

Mu Lingxue flew backwards to the ground, her beautiful eyes rolling, and she panted and said, "Two swords!" The way she dodged this sword was really thrilling, and it was actually a gamble.

Many people were puzzled as to why the sword that was about to hit the target suddenly stopped.

Zhulang looked at Mu Lingxue coldly without saying a word, nor did he use the third sword. Facing Mu Lingxue, he no longer had any sword intent. He wasn't even sure where the sword intent had gone. Perhaps it was in that soft place, but he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He also knew that this was Mu Lingxue's plan. He couldn't tell anyone about it because he was ashamed. However, knowing that it was a plan, Zhu Lang couldn't gather any sword intent, because when he saw Mu Lingxue hugging him last night, he was really moved. It was a lingering feeling, very real, and very accidental.

Zhulang has never thought about this problem because he doesn't have the time. He wants to follow Wuzhan to do something big, something no one dares to think about, let alone do, so he is destined to be lonely.

After a long stalemate, no one said anything from the audience. No one knew why Zhulang hadn't used his third sword. Wuzhan seemed to have guessed something and whispered to Qin Moyao, "Zhulang seems to be losing. This is the only way to go. The rest of the competition depends on you."

Qin Moyao replied: "Don't you want to know her whereabouts?"

"Although I want to, I also need to respect Zhulang's choice."

Qin Moyao chuckled and said, "How can there be a master like you who disciplines his disciples? The disciple does not try his best and disobeys the master's orders, but you indulge him."

"He has his own circumstances and his own choices. Even if he knows something is a fire pit, he still jumps into it. This is his true nature."

Qin Moyao seemed to think about it for a moment, then, with bright eyes, she smiled and said, "Sir, what you said really makes sense. I wonder when you will show your true nature to Moyao." Seeing that Wuzhan didn't answer for a long time, he said coldly, "In that case, I will respect your choice, and don't even think about asking me to tell you where she is."

Mu Lingxue recovered her breath and shouted to Zhulang, "You are so stupid, are you going to wait until tomorrow to draw your sword?"

With a "clang..." sound, Zhulang put away his sword, hugged the scabbard, looked at Mu Lingxue for a long time, and said, "I give up!" Without the sword intent, he could not defeat Mu Lingxue, and more importantly, he didn't want to do that.

Everyone was very surprised to hear Zhulang admit defeat. In this forum, Zhulang had the highest number of votes, and it was almost certain that he would be the first. How could he just give up? There must be something hidden behind this, and the audience immediately went wild.

Mu Lingxue laughed and said, "You are so stubborn. Who told you to admit defeat? You haven't even used the third sword yet!" But in her heart, she was the happiest of all people, happier than winning the championship.
Zhulang said, "I underestimated you. I admit defeat!" He jumped up, landed in front of Wuzhan, knelt on one knee, and said in shame, "Master, please punish me!"

Wuzhan said: "It's nothing. Being able to accept defeat is a good thing. Get up."

Zhulang was so moved that he almost cried. He stood up and stood behind Wuzhan. Yunchu whispered to Zhulang, "I didn't expect you to have feelings!" Zhulang's face flushed for a long time. Not long after, the third match between Bai Haotian and Huangshan Danpu began. This match was really wonderful. Bai Haotian took "Yunyun Health Preservation Secret" as the foundation, and practiced both mind and spirit. He not only practiced Huashan swordsmanship to the extreme, but also created a new swordsmanship. Every move was stable and changeable. The sword moved at will, and the spirit followed the sword.

Feipu is the most outstanding disciple of Huangshan's generation. He inherited Huangshan Yunmeng's unique skills. Needless to say, his cultivation is very advanced. Each of his moves is based on rich true energy and a solid foundation in swordsmanship.

The two fought for more than three hundred rounds but still could not determine the winner. The two figures shuttled back and forth in the center of the field like lightning. Every time they clashed, sword energy flowed and flames flew, which drew cheers and praises from the crowd.

The competition in this Dao Discussion Conference is far more exciting than the previous one. In the past, people took the results of the competition lightly. If it was a real competition, they would hide something or even just pretend and stop at the right time. But this time it is not like that. It is not only for the sword and the position of the leader, the reputation of the sect is also very important. Moreover, in recent years, many young talents have emerged in the world of cultivation, and they all want to show their skills and become famous in this conference. Therefore, they all used their unique skills.

Even as a spectator, it was an eye-opener. It was better than practicing for several years on one's own. In addition, those famous families all taught their own cultivation methods, so it would be smooth sailing to practice in the future.

Wuzhan glanced at his junior sister Xia Kexin standing beside him. Seeing that she was covering her chest with both hands, frowning, and anxiously watching the fierce competition on the field, Wuzhan said, "Madam Bai, do you want to know the weakness of Danpu?"

After hearing Wuzhan's words, Xia Kexin asked anxiously without even turning her eyes, "Sir, if you know, please tell me. I will definitely reward you handsomely!"

Wuzhe curled his lips and said, "No need to thank me, but you have to promise not to ask why, and don't tell anyone that I told you."

Xia Kexin reacted at this moment, and looked at Wuzhan and said, "I promise, please speak sir!" Wuzhan's strength is unfathomable, and the problems he sees must be of great importance.

"As for the Tianquan acupoint on his sword-holding arm, as long as Sect Leader Bai first uses 'Five Peaks Shift' to attack Danpu's left side, then uses 'Cliff Gap Horizontal' to pierce his Huantiao acupoint on the right side, and finally uses 'Swallow Falls to Thousands of Buildings' to pierce his Tianquan acupoint, Danpu's true energy will be blocked here and it will be difficult for him to continue, and Sect Leader Bai will be able to win a small victory."

Although Xia Kexin knew that Wuzhan had a photographic memory and Bai Haotian must have remembered them all during the competition, she was puzzled as to how he knew the names of these moves. However, time was running out and she did not have time to think too much. She was about to shout at the top of her lungs when she found that there were too many words to express clearly.

Then I heard Wuzhan say: "The center forward moves west, crosses to the right and jumps, the swallow falls to the right spring, and the blue dragon swings its tail."

Xia Kexin secretly praised Wuzhan for his concise and clear words, "Thank you, sir!" She shouted to Bai Haotian who was fighting fiercely, "Center forward moves west!"

Bai Haotian understood what was meant. This was telling him how to attack. Although he didn't know the reason, he had no other choice at this moment. He dodged and landed on the left side of Danpu, attacking his left rib. Danpu easily resolved it with a "Stream Competing for Glory".

"Jump right across!"

Bai Haotian turned around and stabbed Danpu's right side with another sword, but Danpu blocked it with a Thousand-foot-high Wall.

"The swallow falls into the right spring!"

Bai Haotian jumped up, the long sword in his hand burst into sword flowers, and stabbed towards Danpo's Tianquan acupoint. Danpo swung his sword and wanted to use "Pai Yun Dao Hai" to resist, but suddenly he felt the true energy in his arm flowing back and the true energy surging out of his body rushing together at Tianquan acupoint. This had never happened before, and this "Pai Yun Dao Hai" also lost its power.

"The blue dragon swings its tail!"

Bai Haotian immediately changed his moves, and the previous move became a fake one. The dragon tail transformed by the sword energy faced Danpu's "Pai Yun Dao Hai" and was puzzled. He had never used such a coherent move before. It could be said that it was done in one go, and his true energy was extremely smooth.

"Dang..." The two swords collided with each other, and the true energy rushed out. Danpu's arm felt numb, the sword fell out of his hand, and he was knocked back several steps, but Bai Haotian landed steadily.

Everyone found it strange. They were evenly matched before, but after Xia Kexin gave them four pointers, Bai Haotian defeated Dan Bu in an instant. Madam Bai's eyesight was so sharp that she actually recognized Dan Bu's weakness. It seemed that Bai Haotian's current level of cultivation must have been due to Madam Bai's contribution.

After a long while, Danpu sighed, clasped his fists, and said, "I lost!"

Bai Haotian returned the greeting and said, "Thank you!"

Danpo smiled and said, "Master Bai is not only a master swordsman, but he also has a discerning wife. I really envy him!"

Bai Haotian laughed dryly and said, "I don't deserve it. My wife is being unreasonable and distracting you. It's really an unfair victory. Thank you for your forgiveness!"

Danpu said: "No, Master Bai, you are too polite!"

Before Bai Haotian could walk back, Xia Kexin rushed over, held Bai Haotian's hand, and said happily: "I was so worried!"

Bai Haotian knew that it was impossible for Xia Kexin to come up with those coherent moves, and someone must have taught her. He asked, "Who told you these moves?"

Xia Kexin looked in the direction of Wuzhan and was about to blurt out something, but suddenly she remembered that she had already promised, and said to Bai Haotian: "I just shouted it out in a hurry, how could I know any weakness!"

How could Bai Haotian believe it? He guessed it from the look in her eyes and asked, "Did Mr. Li tell you?"

Xia Kexin could only admit it and said, "Yes, but I promised him not to tell anyone!"

Bai Haotian thought thoughtfully: "This is strange, why would he help us?"

(End of this chapter)