Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 202 A series of instant kills, Sakura National Palace. Is that all?

"In that case, let's begin. First match: Mio Ichijo versus Ningxue Ye!"

The old samurai said no more and announced loudly.

As soon as the words were spoken, a girl dressed in a red and white shrine maiden outfit and holding a long, narrow samurai sword stood up from the cherry blossom country's group.

She was beautiful, but her expression carried an innate sense of superiority and a faint arrogance. A faint, burning spiritual energy emanated from her body, a sign that she possessed the bloodline of a "divine child".

Ye Ningxue walked expressionlessly to the center of the martial arts arena, her sword still sheathed, as she quietly watched her opponent.

"The contest begins!" the elderly samurai, acting as the referee, shouted, waving his hand.

The shrine maiden named Mio Ichijo gripped the katana tightly in her hand; she had previously practiced the art of drawing the sword.

But precisely because of this, the witch who had seen the viral martial arts video of Ye Ningxue and Li Xijun was very clear about the situation.

What kind of expertise does this woman with the cold face have in this area?

Having mastered the ultimate outdoor technique, she first moved cautiously, constantly trying to find Ye Ningxue's weakness.

However, the silver-haired girl who also held the hilt of the Miao sword gave her a sense of perfect, flawless radiance, like a naturally pure and cold moon, untouched by any dust.

This made Mio's heart sink, but she stubbornly continued to simulate it in her mind.

But the more I thought about it, the more I felt that once I made a move, I would have no chance of winning.

Time is passing by little by little.

Neither of the Nationalist team members watching the battle spoke; they simply waited quietly for the two men, whose swordsmanship was similar, to make their move.

Until a certain moment.

"ha!"

When the pressure in one's heart has accumulated to a point where it is impossible to shield oneself from it.

Feeling that she would lose the courage to draw her sword if she didn't act soon, the priestess suddenly let out a loud shout.

She gripped the katana tightly with both hands, and scorching crimson spiritual energy surged wildly into the blade as she let out a sharp cry:

"Exterior-themed Killer Move: Holy Flame Cherry Blossom Slash!"

The katana was instantly engulfed in raging flames, transforming into a massive flaming blade that tore through the air with astonishing heat and destructive power, slashing down towards Ye Ningxue!

Judging by the power of this attack alone, it has already reached the level of a late-stage martial artist in the realm of intent. Flames rolled and the aura was overwhelming.

Mio Ichijo's face even showed a look of anticipation. She believed that there were very few people among her peers who could withstand her attack head-on!

however,

Faced with this ferocious and violent attack, Ye Ningxue's reaction was frighteningly calm.

Her eyes were sharp as ice, and at the very moment the giant flaming blade struck, she actually struck first despite being behind!

"Clang!"

A clear, cold whistling sound suddenly rang out!

No one saw how she drew her sword; all they saw was a flash of light, colder than ice and snow and more desolate than moonlight!

This strike was so fast it exceeded the limits of visual perception, and so precise it seemed to have been calculated with the utmost precision.

Instead of directly confronting the massive, fiery blade, it cut into the most unstable point of Mio's visually stunning attack from an incredible angle, much like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox.

The power of an outdoor-level killing move is immense, but it also consumes a great deal of energy. Furthermore, because it is an outdoor-level move, it requires the martial artist to have an extremely high grasp of timing when using it.

If the flow of Qi and the timing are not right, it is often easy for others to see through the deception.

"Snap!"

It sounded like the soft crackling of shattered glass.

The raging fiery giant blade seemed to have been struck in a fatal spot, suddenly freezing in mid-air, then letting out a mournful cry before shattering into countless sparks, its spiritual energy instantly collapsing and dissipating!

The cold blade of light, however, continued its relentless advance, stopping precisely just inches from Wenxu's pale neck, before she could even react in her terrified gaze.

The chilling aura sent shivers down her spine, and a few strands of hair, severed by the blade's edge, drifted slowly down.

Sold out instantly!

The members of the team from the Sakura country looked surprised.

Although they had already noticed that in the clash of martial arts and swordsmanship, Mio Ichijo on their side was being suppressed and falling to the bottom,

But they didn't expect that Ichijo Mio, who inherited the bloodline of the divine child and mastered the deadly moves of the outer realm, couldn't even withstand a single blow.

This cold woman is truly powerful and terrifying in the art of swordsmanship.

Ye Ningxue slowly sheathed her sword, the crisp clanging sound breaking the silence of the scene.

She looked at Mio Ichijo, whose face was deathly pale and who was trembling all over, and spoke in a cold voice:

"The ultimate move in outdoor shooting is a decisive technique, not a starting move."

"While its power is great, its weaknesses are also apparent, and its consumption is even greater. In daily competitions, martial artists should prioritize their own martial skills, artistic conception, and foundation."

"You went all out from the start, betting that your opponent couldn't see through your plan or couldn't defend against it... That's foolish."

Her comments were merciless, yet every word was insightful and to the point. Mio Ichijo's face turned pale and then red, but she couldn't utter a word in the face of the cold blade before her.

The old samurai hadn't expected that his powerful priestess couldn't even withstand a single strike from Ye Ningxue, and he hadn't gleaned any intelligence from the battle.

But faced with the reality, he could only take a deep breath and silently place his hopes on Hyoudou in the next match.

At the same time, having no desire to watch any longer, he loudly announced: "Match one, Great Xia National Government Team, Ye Ningxue wins!"

Ye Ningxue didn't even glance at the distraught Ichijou again. She turned around and calmly walked back to the Great Xia team, where she was met with the admiring gazes of her teammates. Jiang Qiyue couldn't help but secretly give her a thumbs up.

These past few days, the girl, who had been constantly guarded against by Su Nianyi, is now finding Ye Ningxue more and more pleasing to the eye.

Professor Xu nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze to Li Xijun and said calmly:

"hope-jun, it's your turn next. It's okay to go all out."

Li Xijun smiled slightly, stepped out with a relaxed expression, and walked towards the center of the training ground.

At the same time,

On the Japanese side, Hyoudou Shiro, who had been unable to contain himself any longer, suddenly stood up, cracked his neck, and a ferocious and excited smile appeared on his face as he strode into the arena.

"Finally, it's my turn! Li Xijun, let me see if you, the genius of Great Xia, truly live up to your reputation!"

Hyōdō Jō's voice was arrogant, his eyes filled with excited fighting spirit.

but,

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he formed several hand seals without hesitation.

In an instant,

Crimson lines spread from his forehead down to his neck.

As the crimson patterns began to release spiritual power, an extremely scorching golden flame erupted from his body, transforming him into a 'fire man' enveloped in divine flames.

At the same time, his aura expanded significantly, exceeding that of a typical mid-stage martial artist.

The powerful flame spiritual energy brought by the sacred fire within his body filled Hyoudou Castle with a sense of security.

His eyes were filled with fighting spirit as he wanted to test this genius of the Great Xia Dynasty, who was hailed as having the potential to become a martial saint.

The equally impatient elderly samurai also spoke at the same time:

The second match, Hyodo Shiro versus Li Xijun, begins!

As soon as he finished speaking,

In an instant,

On this vast castle tower, everyone witnessed an unimaginable sight.

As Li Xijun moved, the air on the dueling platform instantly transformed into a nearly tangible white wave of energy, surging from the arena.

In that instant, neither the sound of the wind being forcibly torn apart nor the sonic boom of the sound barrier being shattered could keep up with Li Xijun's pace.

Hyodo Shiro's pupils trembled; his eyes contracted rapidly.

suddenly,

An extremely terrifying sense of fear arose in his heart, and his body's instincts kept warning him to run away!

"Too late, you idiot!"

Before the voice could be heard, Li Xijun had already appeared in front of him.

The boy's jade-like hands pressed against his face, like five evil dragons clinging to him, unable to struggle, gripping his dyed head tightly.

"boom--!!"

With a loud bang, Hyodo Shiro was slammed into a large, circular pit filled with spiderweb-like cracks.

The flames on his body had long since dissipated, and his bones were broken. In particular, his head, which was originally dyed with yellow hair, was completely covered with red blood and white brain matter, indicating that he was seriously injured!

Li Xijun, who had done all this, slowly got up.

His tall figure blocked out the sun, becoming a shadow, like a high god looking down at the inhumanly shaped Hyoudou Shiro, his expression indifferent:

"Is this all the Sakura National Team is?"

(End of this chapter)