Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Ning Fusang remained noncommittal, then took his leave of Chu Ze and left the restaurant.

Chu Ze looked at the table full of spiritual fruits and cakes, and without calling anyone, he skillfully packed them up himself.

The Five States Conference has entered its mid-term phase.

Just over a month has passed, and only three defenders remain in Xiyang Chizhou. They may face breaking the record for the fastest elimination in the history of the Five States Tournament.

In the new round of the arena competition, the defender was a sword cultivator at the peak of the eighth level, named Tao Jiang. He came from the Lesser Sword Sect and his swordsmanship was quite good. Several people who went up to challenge him were defeated.

For a moment, no one stepped onto the stage to challenge them.

Above the Flying Snow Tower.

Shen Yuanxi was moved and was about to go up on stage to ask for the sword when Yang Ruo also took a step forward.

Seeing this, Shen Yuanxi gave way, saying, "Since Junior Brother Yang Ruo is interested, I will not compete with him for now."

"Thank you for your help, Senior Brother Shen!"

Yang Ruo happily said, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and flew down from the high building. Her moon-white robes fluttered like a dance, and she landed on the arena with an ethereal aura.

"Yang Ruo of the Southern Star Sword Sect requests a sword consultation from Fellow Daoist Tao Jiang."

Tao Jiang saw that he looked to be no more than twenty years old, and even had a somewhat childish appearance, but she dared not underestimate him.

The Southern Star Sword Sect truly is a place where talented individuals emerge in great numbers.

With such skill, they could be considered champions in Yangchi Prefecture, right?

Tao Jiang gently offered a sword salute, but when he looked up again, his eyes held a hint of stern seriousness. He gripped the hilt tightly, the sharp blade reflecting on his cold, handsome face. He shifted his stance slightly and thrust the sword forward.

Yang Ruo had been training hard in the Sword Stone Forest for more than seven months, and his combat experience had increased exponentially. He had also observed so many arena battles, and his combat skills had already improved significantly.

He raised his sword to parry, and the spirit sword emitted a clear and melodious sound. Tao Jiang hadn't expected Yang Ruo to actually block her sword strike. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she decisively withdrew her sword and thrust back.

Sword blossoms flashed before his eyes, and Yang Ruo took several steps back. The arena was reinforced by a magic array. Although it appeared to be only ten zhang wide, the space was actually more than a hundred zhang. There was no need to worry about the space being too narrow to move freely.

Tao Jiang pressed forward relentlessly, brandishing her longsword. Countless sword energies burst forth, and the aftershocks of spiritual light and magical power roared like thunder in spring, causing utter terror.

"Is Senior Brother Yang Ruo going to lose?"

"The gap between the peak of the seventh level and the peak of the eighth level is still too large."

"Those who can defend the title are indeed not simple. Tao Jiang's swordsmanship is unpredictable and unpredictable, making it impossible to defend against. Senior Brother Yang Ruo is already bleeding..."

He Jiaxiu turned to her senior brother Chi Leng and asked, "In your opinion, how many more moves can Senior Brother Yang Ruo last?"

Although Chi Leng was rather cold, he was gentle and patient with this junior sister. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Yang Ruo will surely be defeated within ten moves."

Shen Yuanxi interjected from the side: "It can't be that easy to lose so quickly, can it? It's only been less than five moves..."

Fan Yuming of the Guiyi Sect clapped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Chi and I share the same view. Fellow Daoist Ning, what do you think?"

Ning Fusang's lips curled slightly, and she said casually, "I bet Senior Brother Yang Ruo can withstand three more moves."

All eyes turned back to the arena, where Tao Jiang unleashed a powerful sword strike, its momentum soaring like a rainbow, creating ripples that spread outwards.

Yang Ruo gritted his teeth, blood dripping down his arm and onto the ground. His aura suddenly surged, and the sword energy around him shot out like blades.

Boom boom boom!
Thousands of sword shadows covered the sky and formed a cloud of swords.

"The sixteenth move."

"As expected, Junior Sister Ning has a discerning eye."

On the eighteenth move, Yang Ruo's figure fell off the stage like a kite with a broken string. Shen Yuanxi jumped down to help him up and fed him two pills.

"Junior Brother Yang Ruo, go back and recuperate. I'll go and test my skills against Tao Jiang." Yang Ruo lasted eighteen moves; he should last at least twenty-eight.

With these thoughts in mind, Shen Yuanxi stepped onto the arena and introduced himself: "Shen Yuanxi of the Southern Star Sword Sect, please enlighten me, fellow Daoist."

Tao Jiang lifted her eyelids slightly, and there was yet another person from the Southern Star Sword Sect.

He scrutinized the young man, his eye twitching slightly. Eighth level.

He's still so young at the Eightfold Realm.

Such a gifted person is being used as a fighter instead of a guardian. It's such a waste.

He glanced at the arena in Beiyu Lingzhou. The person guarding the arena was a sword cultivator named Liang Heng, who had already fought seventeen consecutive matches. Tao Jiang suddenly understood why this young man at the eighth level of the realm hadn't become the person guarding the arena; he was still a little lacking.

Tao Jiang would announce her name every time, but after a while, she found it tedious. Eventually, she simply stopped saying anything, greeted him directly, and then drew her sword.

Yang Ruo limped up to the top floor, and everyone gave him a seat. Xiang Xiaozhi squatted by the table, crushed some pills and handed them over, "Apply externally to stop bleeding and remove scars. Senior Brother Yang Ruo, apply some yourself."

"Oh, okay." Yang Ruo nodded. "Thank you, Junior Sister Xiang. I'll remember that."

Xiang Xiaozhi had a round face, and she smiled brightly and cheerfully.

Yang Ruo rubbed a little bit of the pill powder on his finger and applied it to the wound that Tao Jiang had slashed with his sword energy. A cool sensation seeped into his skin and rushed straight to his head.

Once you get used to it, the stinging sensation on your skin is soothed, and you don't feel anything unless you touch the wound.

Yang Ruo thought to himself, "Elder Hu's pills are quite effective. I'll ask him for a few when I go to Jade Branch Peak in the future."

Half of the disciples of the Southern Star Sword Sect were watching Liang Heng's battle, while the other half were watching Shen Yuanxi's sword challenge.

People had seen so many sword cultivators fighting that their eyes were tired of watching, so most of their attention was still on Liang Heng.

Those who came to ask for swordsmanship came from all over the world, and their various magical techniques were dazzling and impressive.

The woman who challenged Liang Heng was a formation master and talisman master.

A gleaming blue magic circle stood beneath the woman's feet. She wore a yellow robe that fluttered in the wind, and countless swirling talismans surrounded her.

"Is this woman from the Five Elements Talisman Sect? I see that the talismans around her contain all five elements, and are both offensive and defensive. She looks quite formidable."

"To me, they seem more like members of the Array Symbol Sect."

“Cultivators of the Array and Talisman Sect have always practiced array formations and talismans simultaneously. They use their bodies as arrays and talismans as blades, creating an impenetrable and continuous offensive.”

"Stop arguing. She announced her name when she went on stage. She is indeed a cultivator from the Array Talisman Sect of Nanchunhe Prefecture."

The woman in yellow pointed her finger, and a water arrow talisman floated out, instantly filling the arena with a rain of arrows.

Liang Heng slashed out with his sword, and water arrows rained down all over the ground. The woman in yellow manipulated two talismans, holding them in front of her. She made hand seals, and the water on the ground transformed into transparent water dragons that rushed towards Liang Heng!
It seemed as if a dragon's roar echoed through the sky. Liang Heng twirled his sword and thrust it straight at the water dragon's throat, slashing downwards.

Wow!

The water dragon suddenly dissipated, and Liang Heng swept his sword tip, drawing the water droplets into water swords that shot towards the woman in yellow.

"Earth-covering talisman!"

The woman gave a clear shout, and a cloud of yellow dust fell, defusing a crisis.

"Tangled!"

A patch of green sprouted instantly from the loess soil, growing into a swirling vine that moved with effortless grace, lashing out at Liang Heng.

(End of this chapter)