Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 221 Sword Void Returns
On the viewing platform, four other figures occupied a corner.

The surrounding disciples looked at them with awe, keeping their distance and not daring to approach.

"These senior disciples actually all came."

"It seems that Junior Brother Xiao Jian really does have some skills..."

"What are you thinking? It would be abnormal if they didn't come. With Xiao Jian causing such a commotion, how could they not have heard about it?"

"It's one thing to come, but it's another to be willing to go on stage and accept the challenge. As long as Senior Brother Xiao Jian is defeated by any of the senior disciples, the other senior disciples of the sword lineage will have no need to respond at all."

"I bet he can't even beat the eldest disciple of his own Lu Feng lineage, right? The other four senior disciples are probably just here to watch the show. They're probably more here to see Liu Mufeng's strength, aren't they?"

"Yes, after all, the Five Meridians Sword Selection is just around the corner. After the top disciples of each meridian are selected, there will be a spectacular battle between the five top disciples. That will represent the highest level of competition among our younger generation of disciples!"

"Look, they're about to start fighting!"

……

Noticing the observations around him, Liu Mufeng smiled slightly, not taking it to heart.

As the top disciple of the Lufeng Sword Clan who had won the title for three consecutive terms, he was already used to this kind of attention.

Now all he wants to know is whether he can win against his junior brother Xiao Jian in this state again.

He admitted that he had underestimated his opponent last time, which is why he was so eager to turn the tide.

"Please enlighten me."

"Please enlighten me."

The two drew their swords.

One is entirely silver-white, while the other is a mix of gold and silver.

Both of them were disciples of the Lufeng Sword Clan, and the sword techniques they practiced were the most suitable for the metal element.

Among sword cultivators, those with a metal element in their swordsmanship are the most domineering.

Extremely strong and sharp, with no room for leniency.

When the two collide, it should have been a clash of titans.

However, upon closer inspection, there are other hidden aspects to their fight.

The eldest disciple, Liu Mufeng, wielded his sword faster and more densely, like a gust of wind and a fine drizzle, continuous and unending.

The fine sword energy was as numerous as hairs on a cow, falling like thousands of golden needles in an endless stream.

If an ordinary opponent were to encounter this, they would be suppressed by its endless sword energy in a single exchange.

But at this moment, Xiao Jian's momentum was overwhelming, and his sword strike seemed to cleave through time and space.

No matter how many sword energies the opponent attacks from all directions, it remains unmoved and forges ahead without hesitation.

The sword reflects the man.

Once you've set a goal, you'll never look back or change it.

As for the attacks aimed at him, he simply ignored them.

Attack against attack; if you fail, you die trying.

He is the purest sword cultivator, and also the purest swordsmanship.

Faced with such a brutal attack, Liu Mufeng was actually quite adept at handling it in the past.

A brute-force attack that lacks sufficient threat is meaningless. He can weaken the opponent's attack from the side with his sword energy, while using his agile movements to toy with the opponent at will.

That's how he used to treat his junior brother Xiao Jian.

They always effortlessly deflect all of their opponent's attacks, and then easily crush their opponents with a guiding attitude.

But these days are different.

What used to be Xiao Jian's weak attacks now seemed incredibly threatening. His once powerless sword energy was now extremely solid, making it difficult for him to weaken its power much before it actually landed.

Therefore, one cannot directly confront the attack and can only dodge it.

Not to mention that his opponent always manages to precisely target the weaknesses in his swordsmanship.

Once or twice is fine, but this kind of targeted swordsmanship, coupled with the endless pressure from the opponent's actual swordsmanship in combat, gradually compressed his entire living space.

Despite being completely outmatched, Liu Mufeng's eyes gleamed with intense light.

'That's the feeling! That's the feeling!'

It was the same last time, and it's the same this time!

In this state, Junior Brother Xiao Jian's sword strikes were completely divinely inspired, and his grasp of the timing in battle was astonishing.

At the same time, the power of the sword energy in his sword strikes was extraordinary, causing his true energy to become chaotic every time they clashed.

Last time, it was precisely because of this drastically different change that I was quickly defeated.

But now... the other person still has that familiar feeling, but I am no longer the person I used to be.

For a period of time, I kept thinking about how to break the deadlock if I encountered the same situation again!
……

A faint voice rang out between the four standing figures.

"Liu Mufeng's situation doesn't look good."

"They are both disciples of the Lu Feng Sword Clan, but one of them practices the Geng Metal Sword and the other the Xin Metal Sword. Liu Mufeng is good at variations but lacks sharpness. If he can't suppress his junior brother, he will probably be suppressed by him."

"I have to say, this Junior Brother Xiao Jian's swordsmanship is truly formidable. Just who is he? How did such a person suddenly appear? I've never heard of anyone like him in their Lu Feng Sword Clan before."

“It’s normal that Junior Brother Yao Li hasn’t heard of such a person. Apart from the few of us, you probably don’t know many disciples in the sect either…”

"you……"

"Xiao Jian is Liu Mufeng's junior brother, and they are both disciples of Elder Jianxu. He was not particularly famous in the past, but for some reason, he has suddenly emerged as a rising star this time."

"I have heard some rumors about him. It is said that this disciple is quite hardworking, and some elders often use him as an example to advise their own disciples. Perhaps his current state is the result of his accumulated efforts and his eventual success."

"If this continues, Liu Mufeng is in serious trouble..."

"In my opinion, we should discuss this together. Who's next?"

"He actually went for it? Isn't that giving him a bit too much credit?"

"Even if Liu Mufeng wins against such a difficult opponent, I think it would still be worthwhile to spar with him. If you guys aren't going to go, then I am."

“Let me do it!” One of the men, who had been rather taciturn throughout, suddenly spoke up calmly, holding a black sword in his arms. “I see that its sword aura is solid. I wonder how it compares to my Dust and Sand Sword?”

One of the people who had been watching the field suddenly let out a soft exclamation, "Huh? That kid Liu Mufeng was holding back?!"

On the training ground, Liu Mufeng, who had been forced to flee in all directions under the sharp sword energy, suddenly turned around, and the sword energy he had been accumulating for a long time suddenly came out like a storm.

Like a towering, massive wave, it crashed down relentlessly.

When faced with an opponent who only launches aggressive attacks, only by employing a far more powerful offensive can one seize the initiative and firmly control the rhythm of the battle.

Yet, amidst the raging tides of this stormy sea, a lone boat stubbornly sails alone.

No matter how fierce the wind and waves, I remain steadfast and unmoved.

Xiao Jian merged with the flying sword, transforming into a pure sword aura that pierced through the sky filled with sword energy.

Even as those fine sword energies, like schools of fish in the sea, densely sliced ​​across his body, tore his clothes, and left countless scratches on his muscular frame...

His sword, undeterred, charged straight at Liu Mufeng. Once the sword was drawn, there was no turning back.

Then the waves crashed against the shore, turning into endless foam.

Liu Mufeng stared blankly at his chest, where a flying sword had gently pierced his flesh.

The crimson blood slowly spread from beneath the long robe, like a beautiful plum blossom in full bloom.

Xiao Jian abruptly withdrew his flying sword, staggering back half a step.

Beneath the tattered clothes, countless tiny beads of blood slowly seeped from the scratches.

It felt like being torn to pieces.

But at this moment, Xiao Jian felt only the purest joy.

'I won!'

He told himself in his heart.

I won again!

We won fair and square!
This time, the senior brother was not careless, but victory still belonged to him.

Is this the realm of geniuses?
It is strength that gives people confidence.

It was also the people's confidence that strengthened the execution of the tactics.

Pure power, keen intuition.

"I lost..." Liu Mufeng, who had been standing for a long time, smiled bitterly, clasped his hands around his sword and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Junior Brother Xiao Jian. I will ask for your guidance again in the future."

After saying that, he turned and left to treat his injuries.

The sharp sword energy surged and raged within his body, each moment of delay bringing boundless torment.

When did Junior Brother Xiao Jian's true energy reach such a high quality?
……

The four people on the stage looked at each other, and then the cultivator who was still dressed in black and carrying a black sword was the first to speak: "If you won't go, then I will go."

"Wait!" The only female cultivator among the four suddenly spoke up to stop them.

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and took out a small jade bottle from her storage ring, holding it in her palm.

"Inside is the sacred medicine Shengbailu, which can heal wounds; otherwise, I don't know how long it would have taken this junior brother to recover."

The black-sword cultivator took it and casually said, "Thanks."

With Liu Mufeng's crushing defeat and departure from the field, the disciples watching from the sidelines finally accepted the fact that had just happened.

"Liu Mufeng actually lost?"

"It seems the eldest disciple of the Lu Feng Sword Clan is going to be replaced?"

"This Xiao Jian is actually able to defeat the eldest disciple of the same lineage. It seems that he will become the target that all disciples of the Lu Feng Sword Lineage must target next."

"It might not be Xiao Jianqiang. Perhaps it's Liu Mufeng, who has been the top disciple for three consecutive terms, who has become somewhat lax in his cultivation, allowing his fellow disciples to catch up. Just wait and see; once the other top disciples of the sword lineage make their move, they'll surely expose his true colors."

"It's still uncertain whether the other senior disciples will accept the challenge..."

"Wait a minute! Look! The eldest disciple of the Zhenyue Sword Clan has arrived!"

"Just now I saw that Xiao Jian's sword aura was so powerful that Liu Mufeng couldn't withstand it and thus fell into a disadvantageous position. The Zhenyue Sword Lineage is characterized by its powerful sword aura, surely their eldest disciple won't lose again?"

"But wouldn't it be taking advantage of someone's vulnerability if they stepped on the field at this time?"

"Now you know how to take advantage of others' misfortune? Why didn't you think of this when you made those arrogant remarks about challenging all five senior disciples at the same time?"

"You think their top disciple is on the same level as you? Look at what he's holding! It's the White Dew! Don't even mention this little injury, even if you were on your last breath, I could save you!"

"The eldest disciple of the Zhenyue Sword Clan has made a move; this is going to be interesting!"

……

Having quickly recovered to his peak condition after taking the pill, Xiao Jian slowly opened his eyes and leaped up from the ground.

"Thank you for the medicine, Senior Brother!"

"Since this is a friendly spar, how can you take advantage of someone in distress?" The eldest disciple of the Zhenyue Sword Clan, holding his black sword, said coldly, "Now that you are unharmed, let's begin!"

After all, there are three other guys waiting after him.

"Yes, senior brother!"

Seeing the two get into position, the remaining three on the stage looked on with great interest.

If they initially viewed it as something to have a casual, uninteresting amusement, they are now thoroughly enjoying it.

"We're tired of fighting Liu Mufeng all the time. It's a relief that the Lu Feng Sword Clan finally has a new opponent with a completely different style."

"I hope he can hold on. Win or lose, I want to have a match with him!"

……

Jianxu, rushing back to his sect, passed by the martial arts arena and saw that the spectator stands, which were usually not very crowded, were now packed with disciples.

Disciples would even occasionally fly in from afar on their swords and sit down on it.

I couldn't help but feel a little curious.

'Did the sect hold some kind of large-scale competition while I was away?'

Otherwise, why would so many disciples gather in this martial arts arena?
While duels between sect disciples were not uncommon in the past, even duels between the top disciples of two sword lineages never had this kind of intensity.

Let me see what's going on.
Jian Xu flew to the sky above the martial arts arena on his sword and immediately saw that one of the figures fighting on the field was his disciple, Xiao Jian.

As for his opponent... Jian Xu's pupils contracted, and his expression turned to surprise.

Feng Lingling, the eldest disciple of the Longevity Sword Clan?
"Xiao Jian is really fierce! He wins more often than he loses, one after another."

"He has already fought three of the five senior disciples, winning two and losing one. This already demonstrates the strength of a senior disciple!"

"And the fact that they can still maintain such momentum after a series of battles shows that their willpower is truly not to be underestimated!"

Hearing the discussions among the disciples watching the battle, Jianxu was greatly pleased.

Xiao Jian has really made something of himself! He's actually able to compete on the same stage as the eldest disciple of the Longevity Sword Clan?
Moreover, that's not all; they've already fought against the top disciples of several other sword lineages.

Both sides had their victories and defeats?

After a moment of relief, Jianxu narrowed his eyes and noticed something was amiss.

When did Xiao Jian's sword energy become so pure?

As his opponent, Feng Lingling's sword energy was completely suppressed by him.

If it weren't for the fact that their Longevity Sword Clan's swordsmanship focuses on the cycle of life and death, they would probably have been utterly crushed by this sword energy with its absolute power long ago.

Using his spiritual sense to carefully perceive the situation, Jian Xu's eyes narrowed, and he realized something was wrong. "This is not his usual level!"

Spiritual Root Creation Pill!
Exactly the same performance as last time!
Where did this kid get the Spirit Root Creation Pill?!

With that thought in mind, Jian Xu made a sword incantation with his hand and instantly rode away on his sword.

He wanted to find the Foreign Affairs Elder to find out if the sect had recently imported another batch of goods mixed with the Nine Realms Spiritual Root Creation Pills.

This is a major event concerning news from the Upper Nine Realms, and it's a clue he's been keeping an eye on all along...

(End of this chapter)