Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 299 Win!
If Pei Xia were to say it himself, he would say that he had reached an inflated level in terms of both numbers and mechanisms.

Especially after leaving Beishi City, as he continuously acquired Heart Fire, his suppression of the Calamity Pig became stronger, allowing him to use his calculation power and magic more and more.

Otherwise, he would have been defeated in his very first encounter with Xia Xuan.

Because the opponent's numerical value is higher than his!

The fierce battle on the training ground continues.

Pei Xia, relying on the advantages of her Flying Hundred Swords and magic, always kept a distance, avoiding direct sword combat with Xia Xuan.

Xia Xuan, relying on her cultivation at the Opening Mansion Realm and the divine treasure in her possession, kept looking for opportunities.

Although Pei Xia had seen through her immobilization artifact, the threat remained. Even if she couldn't recapture Pei Xia at a critical moment, a slight pause would be enough to be fatal.

Moreover, his frequent use of magic is consuming a great deal of his computing power and energy. If Pei Xia cannot achieve any results, the threat posed by Xia Xuan's strange magic weapon will only grow as time goes on.

This contest left everyone watching on Xuanri Peak completely dumbfounded.

It was only today that Huang Bing finally understood how Pei Xia had managed to kill Chai Yun, a bizarre method that Yang Xuzhong had told him back then.

As expected, something unusual must have a master behind it all. This kid is actually a fifth-level cultivator who has been hiding his true abilities!

Besides the high-level cultivators in the stands, the ordinary disciples outside the martial arts arena experienced an even greater re-evaluation of their understanding of cultivation.

That's internal energy? How come his internal energy is so much smaller? Why can his internal energy travel so far from his body and still be so agile?
How did that sword suddenly appear behind someone? A spell? Can spells be cast continuously like that without stopping?

Also, is the energy on their swords spiritual? It seems a bit like it, but not quite like mine. Manifestation? What did they manifest? Sword energy?

The sounds of spiritual energy colliding, like explosions, echoed repeatedly on the training ground. The heavily reinforced training ground of the Changjing Sect was now a complete mess.

Ji Shaofu stared intently at the figures weaving and dodging amidst the scattered dust and smoke, her hands clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Be careful...

"Beware!"

A shout rang out from the smoke and dust, followed by a cold glint of light emerging from the sand—it was Pei Xia's patrol sword that he had thrown.

There are many famous weapons in the world, but only divine treasures can be known throughout the land. Therefore, Xia Xuan did not recognize Pei Xia's sword, but the pure spiritual power contained in its blood vessels made her dare not underestimate it.

It can be said that without this sword imbued with spiritual energy, it would have been extremely difficult for Pei Xia to withstand Qing Que's sword aura.

As Han Feng approached, Xia Xuan subconsciously raised Qing Que, but saw a flash of light in mid-air, and the flying sword suddenly disappeared.

Was it delivered behind me by magic again?
Yes or no.

This time, Pei Xia didn't use Changsun Yu's magic, but rather the pear.

He was right behind Xia Xuan, his longsword in hand, and without any mercy, he stabbed it into the girl's lower back!
At the same time, another spell was also uttered from her mouth, and a feeling of sluggishness, like a heavy burden, enveloped Xia Xuan.

This was a carefully planned attack by Pei Xia. During the several leaps of the sword tip, Xia Xuan developed a sense of inertia in her judgment, which, combined with the pressure of gravity, slowed down her opponent's actions.

He was trying to end the fight.

However, Xia Xuan, who seemed to have no other options, suddenly seemed to have a flicker in his eyes.

Beneath her tight-fitting shirt, her slender waist swayed gracefully with a strange rhythm, deftly dodging Pei Xia's sword despite the suppression of magic.

What followed was the girl's bright eyes and the cheerful chirping of the Azure Sparrow Sword Qi.

After a moment of stunned silence, Pei Xia immediately realized—it was a dazzling array of music and dance!
Fu Hongshuang actually obtained the complete ancient sword dance inheritance from Xi! The overwhelming and uncontrollable Heavenly Consciousness Sword Qi burst forth with surging power through Xun Hai, a force that Pei Xia could not possibly withstand in a hasty attempt.

He immediately tried to shrink the patrol sword in his hand to avoid Qingque and leave.

However, his attack was a premeditated move after a long period of planning. Xia Xuan's exquisite music and dance had been hidden for so long, wasn't it also for the purpose of killing the enemy in one blow?
Just as Pei Xia was about to dodge, the fine metal pieces in Xia Xuan's ponytail once again emitted a pleasant, crisp sound.

Although the neural hijacking was seen through, it still caused Pei Xia to freeze for a moment.

In a battle between masters, the difference lies in the smallest of margins, let alone for Xia Xuan, who has studied the Xuan Ge Sword Manual since childhood, whose sword skills have been honed through countless trials.

Just as the sword energy of the Heavenly Knowledge level was about to strike Pei Xia's head, Huang Bing in the stands almost blurted out the word "admit defeat".

Amidst the dust and smoke of the martial arts arena, on the other side of the two combatants, another soft laugh rang out: "That's why I said to be careful."

As Qingque fell, Pei Xia was cleaved in two by the sword light.

But not a single drop of blood was spilled in this tragic scene; all that remained was a plump, white maggot, broken in two mid-air and still wriggling on its own.

"Prove my divine power!"

A sharp shout rang out, and the empty patrol sword vanished once more.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Pei Xia, covered in dirt, leaped forward!

In a battle between masters, the difference lies in the smallest of margins.

When Xia Xuan's sword strike missed its mark, she was already in a completely passive position.

Even so, she still did her best to turn around, but because of the difference in position, this time she returned the sword with one hand holding the Azure Sparrow.

Therefore, Pei Xia did not back down.

On the Xunhai Sword, the bright red blood vessels pulsed dully like a pump, and the pure spiritual energy from the Guixu Pure Blood transformed into manifested sword energy within Pei Xia's inner cauldron.

He gripped the sword with both hands, raised it high, and swung it with all his might at the divine relic in Xia Xuan's hand!
The swords clashed, and the clear, resounding clang swept across the entire Xuanri Peak once again, just like at the beginning. After a very brief period of calm, the booming energy surged forth like a storm!
This time, right in the eye of the storm, Pei Xia was on top, and Xia Xuan was below.

The man's gaze, usually so languid and nonchalant, was now filled with authority and domineering power: "Didn't Fu Hongshuang teach you...?"

"When sparring, you must grip the sword with both hands!"

The sword blade slashed down, shattering towards Qingque's sword energy!

"clang!!!"

Amidst the most subdued symphony, this divine relic still defended its invincible sword aura. Even Pei Xia's domineering and decisive strike could not damage the azure light in the slightest.

However, this famous sword, which was renowned throughout the land, slipped from Xia Xuan's hand!

The sound of a broken wrist was so faint amidst the violent impact.

And it was this tiny, crisp sound that determined the outcome of the battle.

Xia Xuan stared in astonishment as Qing Que fell before her eyes. When she turned around, she saw Xun Hai's trembling sword tip pressed against her snow-white neck.

"I say it's instruction, but I generally don't teach someone a second time..."

Even now, Pei Xia's hand holding the sword remained terrifyingly steady. He looked down at Xia Xuan and let out a sigh of relief: "Let's not have a next time. It's really tiring."

(End of this chapter)