Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Lu Fang ducked to dodge the sweeping sword blade, not forgetting to turn back and wink: "So serious? Is that dragon essence really that important?"

Yan Li continued her relentless advance, her sword aimed directly at his back.

"Master Lu should know that the dragon essence of a dragon is of little benefit to your 'Starry Sky Mystery' realm and mine 'Vajra Holy Guard' realm."

"Truly troublesome!" Lu Fang shook his head, made a sword gesture with his fingertips, and then leaped into the air.

The Tianquan Sword suddenly transformed into a streak of light and swept to his feet. The sword steadily supported his body in mid-air, lifting him more than ten feet into the air.

The sight of someone truly flying on a sword astonished everyone.

Lu Fang hovered in mid-air, looking down at Yan Li below. His clothes fluttered in the wind, making him look like an immortal descending to earth.

"Since the Dragon Essence is nothing special to either of us, why are you so persistent in pursuing me?"

Yan Li looked up at Lu Fang in the air, his hand holding the sword as steady as a rock: "If I lose a sword to you today, it will probably be detrimental to my future swordsmanship."

Upon hearing this, Lu Fang was taken aback at first, then threw his head back and laughed loudly: "What a protective heart! I underestimated you!"

Before the laughter subsided, Yan Li uttered a low shout: "One moment!"

A flash of sword light appeared beneath his feet, and the sword arrived instantly, hovering steadily beneath his feet. Then, with a light touch of his toes on the sword, he rose up from the ground, ascending more than ten zhang.

Yan Li stood on the sword, his body radiating sword energy, its sharp edge spreading in all directions, forming an invisible world around him.

The remaining six Seven Star Swords, following Lu Fang's thoughts, rushed towards him simultaneously, but just as they touched Yan Li's inch,

It was as if they had crashed into an invisible barrier and were forcefully bounced back, unable to even get within three feet of him.

The two stood facing each other, each wielding a sword.

The crowd below the training ground erupted in gasps and cheers.

"My God! This isn't a martial arts contest, it's a battle of gods!"

"Look at that sword energy! Six Seven Star Swords couldn't even get close. With this level of cultivation, he's probably not far from the Grandmaster realm!"

Xie Xiaoyi was shaking his head and sighing as he stood on the west side of the brocade platform.

"No wonder Lu Fang said earlier that if he were to seriously draw his sword, I'm afraid I wouldn't even want to touch a sword."

Seeing the sword intent of these two today, I realize my swordsmanship is practically nonexistent!

Upon hearing this, Xue Xiaoqi gently nudged his arm with her elbow: "So your sword heart is damaged?"

Xie Xiaoyi grinned and said, "They're not much older than me. Compared to them, it's like an ant trying to shake a tree. It's laughable and shows a lack of self-confidence."

Xue Xiaoqi looked at him, a strange feeling stirring in her heart: "The way of the sword, how can it be achieved overnight?"

Their unparalleled swordsmanship today was honed step by step from someone like you who "didn't practice at all."

You practice swordsmanship, but you cultivate your mind. Right now, it may seem like a brute trying to shake a tree, but one day you might just make that tree tremble for you.

Xie Xiaoyi was stunned upon hearing this, and then froze on the spot as if he had been hit on the head with a club.

"Grandma Xiaoqi?"

"what?"

"How do you know all these profound principles?"

"These are the words my mother used to tell me."

She always said that all martial arts paths lead to the same goal; whether it's swordsmanship or fist fighting, what's cultivated is an indomitable spirit.

"Grandma Xiaoqi?"

"what?"

"Everyone says that your mother, Yue Xiaoshen, was the second most beautiful woman in the world, second only to Xie Lingyun, is that true?"

"I don't know, I've never met Xie Lingyun, but my mother is quite beautiful."

......

High above, the wind grew stronger, causing clothes to flutter loudly.

Yan Li spoke first, his voice carrying a sharp edge: "Master Lu, you dare to accept my challenge, even if it's a sword strike from mid-air?"

Lu Fang raised an eyebrow and smiled, a hint of seriousness finally appearing in his previously casual expression: "Why wouldn't I dare!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly shouted, "Sword—come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the six Seven Star Swords moved in response, transforming into six streams of light that spun rapidly around him.

Lu Fang's sword intent reached its peak, and then he waved his sleeve.

"Tianji—Go!"

Immediately, the Tianji Sword broke free from the formation, its powerful sword intent surpassing even the seven swords when they were scattered.

"Whoosh—"

Like a thunderbolt piercing the sky, it shot straight at Yan Li!

Yan Li remained unfazed, flicked his wrist, and unleashed the "One Life" sword. A resounding clang echoed through the sky.

The blade of the "One Lifetime" sword clashed head-on with the tip of the Tianji sword. The two sword intents collided, and the shockwaves spread outwards.

The Tianji Sword trembled violently, sent flying backward by the force of the sword strike, transforming into a cold glint that disappeared into the horizon.

Lu Fang's pupils dilated, and he drew an arc in the air with his right index and middle fingers together.

"Tianxuan—Go!"

The Tianxuan Sword was drawn, just like the Tianji Sword from before, and went straight for Yan Li.

Yan Li followed the same method and once again utterly destroyed the Tianxuan Sword.

Lu Fang then flicked his fingers in quick succession: "Tian Shu! Kai Yang! Yu Heng! Yao Guang!"

The remaining four swords came one after another, each sword condensing its full sword intent, making them even more fierce than the previous six swords launched simultaneously.

Yan Li stood on the "One Moment" sword, his body as steady as a rock. He wielded the "One Lifetime" sword with ease, the sword light like a tapestry.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

With each loud bang, a Seven Star Sword was knocked away.

The swords were either deflected by their tips or had their sword energy shattered by the impact.

Without exception, they all turned into streaks of light, flying backwards and disappearing into the sky, leaving no afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, all six Seven Star Swords had been knocked down by Yan Li and disappeared without a trace.

A moment of deathly silence fell over the training ground, followed by a deafening burst of discussion.

"Young Master Yan is destined to win! There's no suspense left!"

"All six Seven Star Swords were knocked away. Has Lu Fang completely run out of tricks up his sleeve?"

"Who says otherwise! Young Master Yan's sword intent is simply divine!"

Amidst the clamor, Lu Fang, high in the sky, suddenly chuckled softly. The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears:

"Yan Li, it's not too late for you to admit defeat now."

Upon hearing this, the once-boiling martial arts arena instantly fell silent; everyone was stunned and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What? All six swords are gone, and they still want Young Master Yan to admit defeat?"

"Were they stunned by the attack? Or did they have some backup plan?"

"Are you crazy?! Could he be hiding an even more powerful move?"

Xie Xiaoyi, Xue Xiaoqi, and Hu Si looked at each other, not understanding why Lu Fang, having lost six sword strikes, still made the other party admit defeat.

I don't understand!

High in the sky, Yan Li held a lifetime in his hand, his eyes calm and deep: "Daoist Lu, being able to challenge you to a sword duel in mid-air today has been of great benefit to me in this life."

But if I were to admit defeat, I fear my swordsmanship would be damaged, making further progress difficult.

Upon hearing this, Lu Fang's smile vanished completely, replaced by a resolute glint in his eyes:

"Today my sword intent has reached such heights, if I cannot defeat you, my sword heart will also develop cracks."

Yan Li, I'll ask you one last time—it's not too late for you to admit defeat.

Yan Li's expression was calm, and his voice rang out clearly: "If Daoist Master has any other breathtaking sword strikes to unleash, please do so. I am willing to accept them."

Upon hearing this, Lu Fang frowned: "Very well. If you can't withstand this next sword strike, you can certainly escape—"

But if you do that, your sword spirit will be damaged even more than if you were defeated!