Ten Directions Sword Master

When Luo Yunqi threw this punch, his fist, arm, and spine were all connected in a straight line, bringing out the power of his entire body.

From behind, it looks like a roaring dragon, exuding a powerful aura.

But wherever the fist passed, streaks of cold light appeared, as if they were prophetic and blocked its path.

The fierce and violent fist technique plunged headlong into the continuous vortex, where it was frozen and slowed down, allowing the sword tip to precisely pierce his weakest point.

It struck at the point where he was breathing and exerting force, piercing through the boxing gloves.

If you touch them, you'll find that these boxing gloves are as cold as if they were just taken out of an ice cellar.

Luo Yunqi's wrists were slashed open, his clothes were torn and a long wound was cut open on his chest. It was not serious, but blood was flowing out and half of his body was stained red.

"I……"

Pain and confusion surged at the same time. Luo Yunqi was still a little dazed and opened his mouth to say that he had not lost.

Yes, the most powerful thirteen consecutive punches of the Hundred Steps Divine Fist were not used, nor was the full-force attack that overdraws internal energy comparable to the Foundation Establishment Realm. How can it be said that he lost?

But the burning, tearing sensation on his wrists and the scars on his chest that could have ripped him open with just half an inch of depth made the words "let's try again" stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered.

The dizziness caused by massive blood loss, coupled with his burning anger, caused Luo Yunqi to kneel down on the sword platform with a thud.

Lu Li, on the other hand, showed no joy after winning. Instead, he gripped his sword hilt tightly and his aura continued to rise.

……

"Senior Brother Luo's fist technique is exquisite; I reckon Lu Li will be exhausted in just a few moves!"

"They're flailing around like headless flies, really thinking their swordsmanship is some kind of superb skill."

"Given Senior Brother Luo's strength, why is he being unusually cautious and defensive? This isn't his style."

"Perhaps they're overconfident and want to win decisively?"

The disciples below the stage were discussing among themselves, all expressing their belief that Luo Yunqi would win easily.

Only Nan Henshui and Xue Huai Ren vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but they couldn't quite put their finger on where that feeling came from.

Snapped!

Instead of Luo Yunqi's spectacular offensive, Luo Yunqi was struck by several swords in quick succession after throwing a powerful punch, abruptly ending the match.

The slap in the face came so quickly that the audience fell silent.

Only an untimely laugh broke the silence: "That was truly spectacular. My good-for-nothing nephew was led by the nose the whole time, struggling and jumping around on the pre-drawn chessboard. From his thoughts to his moves, he fell into the trap... So inflexible, he deserved to lose. I hope he can learn a lot from this battle when he gets back."

Luo Xianzhe clapped his hands in his comments, showing no favoritism towards the Luo clan members, and demonstrating magnanimity and fairness; no one could find fault with him.

"Dean Lin, the disciples of the academy are indeed full of hidden talents. They have such rich and experienced combat skills without any experience in the martial world. They must have received guidance from a senior like you."

"This child is indeed talented in swordsmanship, which has nothing to do with the academy's teaching model, nor does it have any merit from me."

Lin Ruoxu kept his eyes half-closed, seemingly oblivious to the veiled sarcasm emanating from the young and powerful member of the Luo family beside him.

Bailu Academy held a dominant position in Yuzhang County, encroaching on the interests of local powerful families and clans, making the relationship between the two sides very delicate.

On the other side, Shen Qing glared at Luo Xianzhe, took a step forward, and helped Luo Yunqi onto the stage.

Lin Ruoxu coughed and slowly stood up, intending to announce something, but was interrupted by a voice on the sword platform.

"I possess a sword, and I would like to request Senior Sister Shen to appraise it."

……

Not enough. Such opponents are too weak; they are neither enough to make a name for oneself nor to strengthen one's ambitions.

Lu Li's fingers, resting on the sword hilt, twitched involuntarily, and a fire burned ever brighter in his heart.

Luo Yunqi, who was at the half-step Foundation Establishment stage, was like a puppet on strings. Every step he took was predictable, allowing him to easily plan and unleash his sword techniques.

Once patience runs out, and you take a step forward and throw a punch, your sharpness is gone. You become hesitant and cautious, and at most you can only use 70% of your strength.

The frost sword energy that had been lying in ambush for a long time suddenly erupted. The Hundred-Refined Green Steel Sword skillfully avoided the gauntlets, cut two gashes on the wrist, and could no longer exert force.

The sword in his chest was purely to vent Luo Pangzi's anger; adding that final blow was unnecessary and risky.

With such ease, the sword intent within me accumulated, and a strong urge to unleash it through swordplay arose.

Seeing Shen Qing step onto the stage, Luo Yunqi helped him with a simple bandage and was about to turn and leave when his sword intent finally broke through the critical point.

Its momentum is strong, and its brilliance is fully revealed.

It lies dormant in the heat, like a volcanic eruption.

"I possess a sword, and I would like to ask my senior sister to appraise it."

The moment those words were spoken, the entire room was stunned; you could hear a pin drop.

Qiu Jian is a master of restraint, reserved and low-key.

Therefore, Lu Li stayed behind others, quietly developing his skills and not competing with others.

Xia Jian's killing intent was both righteous and honorable.

Then one must display one's divine power before others, with sword intent soaring to the heavens.

A hall full of flowers intoxicates three thousand guests; a single sword strikes with frost across fourteen provinces—this is the true style of a swordsman.

Shen Qing turned around in astonishment, thinking he had misheard. This person actually dared to challenge him.

She desperately wanted to avenge her lover, but if she were accused of bullying the weak, her teachers would definitely stop her, and the other party wasn't stupid either, so naturally they wouldn't agree.

Where did this person get the audacity? Doesn't he know that the Foundation Establishment Realm and the Qi Refining Realm are worlds apart?

In the past, the four prodigies of Bailu Academy were close in strength. After she took this step, it would not be a problem for her to defeat the other three by herself.

"are you serious?"

Shen Qing carried Luo Yunqi onto the platform and handed it to a junior brother. He then eagerly returned to the sword platform and asked a question.

"Do I look like I'm joking? The day you blocked my way at the academy gate, I made up my mind to fight you. I just didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon."

Lu Li appeared calm on the surface, but was actually burning with inner turmoil. He hadn't expected to comprehend the "Great Heat" sword technique in such an environment.

Perhaps it was because his state of mind resonated with the Six Swords of Xiabu that he broke through the long-standing frustration of being unable to find the right path.

Such opponents are interesting; how can one ever truly grasp the essence of the Six Swords of Xiabu if one always waits until everything is foolproof?

Moreover, there are at least three senior cultivators in the arena. Since they are from the same sect, losing would not be life-threatening. What better opportunity would there be?

"He's gone mad, Young Master Lu has really gone mad..."

Fatty Luo stared blankly, repeating the same sentence over and over.

Although he held his friend in high regard, he never expected that the usually composed Lu Li would immediately cross a major realm to challenge Shen Qing after defeating Luo Yunqi.

This almost represented the opinion of everyone in the arena; they all felt that Lu Li had become arrogant after winning the first match.

Ignorant of his own limitations, he actually dared to challenge Shen Qing for the position of the number one disciple of his generation.

"Study hard. Your young brother has such strength, yet he has been lying low until now, manipulating Luo Yunqi at will. He is cunning and has been waiting for this day."

Luo Xianzhe looked appreciative, glanced at Lin Ruoxu's ugly face, and felt a sense of satisfaction.

"Although I can't guess what gave him the confidence to issue the challenge, I believe he can bring surprises."

……

The sword and saber at Shen Qing's waist were both top-grade weapons, crafted by the same master craftsman.

The long sword was drawn, and the momentum suddenly surged. Layers of sword energy overlapped, and the air currents vibrated, like lightning slicing through the sky, accompanied by thunder.

With a casual slash, he surpassed the power of Luo Yunqi's fist technique; this is what is meant by fierce and domineering.

The power of a Foundation Establishment Realm martial artist is undeniable.