I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 393 What do you mean? (Seeking monthly votes)

Just as the raging, mountain-like gray sword energy reached within three inches of Jiang Yi,

hum!
A layer of invisible energy rippled across the water, seemingly extremely thin, yet unexpectedly resilient.

boom! ! !
The simple yet domineering gray sword energy crashed fiercely into the invisible energy shield. The destructive shockwave spread out from the point of impact, but was then firmly locked by the surrounding magic array, emitting a teeth-grinding squeezing sound.

The hazy sword energy trembled violently, desperately trying to wear down the seemingly fragile barrier, while the invisible energy shield also became shaky and on the verge of collapse amidst the violent tremors.

"What...what kind of defense is this?!" someone exclaimed in shock.

"It doesn't resemble a sword aura shield; I've never seen one like it before."

"It must be some kind of special defensive technique. Let's take another look."

To everyone's horror, the mighty 'Mountain-Severing' sword energy ultimately failed to break through the strange defense in one fell swoop. When most of its power was neutralized by Jiang Yi's invisible energy, the aura around Jiang Yi collapsed with a bang.

The sword strike from Lifeng Pavilion was indeed quite skillful, and given the significant difference in cultivation levels, it was normal for the invisible energy to be broken.

but!
Jiang Yi's eyes were calm. He suddenly spread his five fingers on his right hand and pressed it down to the ground with lightning speed.

Her defensive capabilities go beyond that; she also possesses the Xuan Qi Transformation and Huang Qi Transformation Shield techniques from the Xuanhuang Scripture!
Jiang Yi quickly absorbed the surging yellow energy from the depths of the earth's veins, and her body surface was instantly coated with an extremely solid, diamond-like dark golden light.

The remaining, yet still powerful, aftershocks of the gray sword energy slammed into Jiang Yi!
Liu Taozhi covered her eyes in shock, and Luo Qingsi also nervously crushed the tea and snacks in her hand.

The ear-piercing scraping and cutting sound echoed through the valley, as if a sharp blade were scraping against hard rock.

The sword energy dissipated, and the dust settled.

At the center of the arena, Jiang Yi remained completely still, not even changing her seated posture. The sword energy cutting into her body didn't even sever a single hair.

Chen Zhuo's face had turned pale and his breathing was slightly disordered. Looking at Jiang Yi, who was unharmed and could even yawn easily, Chen Zhuo remained silent for two breaths.

"Junior Sister's defensive techniques are something I've never heard of before. I've lost!"

Chen Zhuo neatly sheathed his iron sword, solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Jiang Yi, turned around without hesitation, and silently walked off the stage as he had arrived, leaving everyone with only a thin but upright back view.

The whole place was dead silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

A female cultivator at the early stage of the Golden Core realm actually withstood the deadly attack of a late-stage Golden Core elite from the Lifeng Pavilion, an attack known as "One Sword to Break All Laws," and...

Not a scratch! Absolutely no injury?!

It didn't even move an inch?!

After a brief silence, the entire Sword Testing Valley erupted in chaos!

Even those Nascent Soul Sword Masters who sat on the mountainside, well-versed in the world, were now filled with astonishment and curiosity!

The burly swordsman from Qianyue Pavilion stared wide-eyed like copper bells. "Did this girl integrate the earth's primordial energy into her defense? She's as hard as a mountain, even harder than those stupid boys I trained who carry heavy swords. Why doesn't she come to our Qianyue Pavilion?"

"Get out of here! Get out of here! Don't you even look at the kind of big idiots you have in Qianyue Pavilion? Don't scare the little girl."

The swordsman Mi Chen from the Wuxiang Pavilion immediately mocked them. He was still eyeing Jiang Yi's natal sword, Zhaoming, and had been scheming for the past three days about how to lure her to their Wuxiang Pavilion.

The Heavenly Origin Sword Master of Xingyi Pavilion looked at the two fools with an all-knowing gaze and shook his head slightly. It was impossible for Jiang Heying to join another sword pavilion. Didn't they understand that?

After a moment of stunned silence, the Shadowless Sword Master came to his senses and appeared on the sidelines.

"Jiang Heying, you have a quarter of an hour to rest. Your next opponent will be Zhao Jinghong from Minglei Pavilion."

"No need, just start."

Jiang Yi remained seated, rubbing her shoulders and picking at her ears.

"This sword energy...it's making my ears ring."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling purple bolt of lightning tore through the air and transformed into a slender figure that appeared opposite Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi almost thought that Luo Qingsi had entered the arena.

Zhao Jinghong, dressed in a dark purple outfit, with her long hair tied up high and sharp eyes, was no more than ten feet away from Jiang Yi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Flickering arcs of electricity crackled around her, emanating an impatient, sharp aura. Zhao Jinghong, seeing Jiang Yi still seated cross-legged, curled her lips into a disdainful smile, speaking rapidly like a machine gun.

"Junior Sister Jiang, you have quite the skill in sitting! What's wrong? You just received that idiot Chen Zhuo's sword strike, which was as easy as chopping wood, and you're planning to sit on the ground forever? We sword cultivators compete with swords, not with the skills under our butts!"

The slender sword in her hand, crackling with lightning, was pointed diagonally at the ground, and the air seemed to be slightly distorted by the lightning energy emanating from the sword's tip.

Before Jiang Yi could reply, lightning erupted beneath her feet, and she launched an attack.

In an instant, Zhao Jinghong's figure transformed into seven indistinguishable purple lightning afterimages, moving at a speed beyond the limits of the naked eye. These seven afterimages were not stationary, but rather simultaneously pierced towards Jiang Yi, who was sitting cross-legged, from different angles.

A hundred sharp arcs of lightning erupted almost simultaneously, tearing through the air and emitting ear-piercing, dense crackling sounds, instantly engulfing the area where Jiang Yi was located.

The intense numbness even made the hair stand on end for those watching the fight near the edge of the arena!

However, amidst the continuous crashing sounds, Jiang Yi remained completely still.

The thin, invisible aura around her reappeared, creating violent ripples that forcefully blocked the simultaneous attack of a hundred swords as fast as lightning.

Each arc of lightning sword energy that struck it exploded with a tiny ring of electricity, producing a clear, metallic clang, yet it could never penetrate even a fraction of the surface.

The storm-like attack lasted for a full ten breaths!
Zhao Jinghong's figure was so fast it was dazzling. He kept slashing and thrusting around Jiang Yi. His reputation as the fastest swordsman in the three sects was well-deserved.

Lightning flashed across the area, leaving scorched marks on the ground.

But Jiang Yi... let out another small yawn.

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd of spectators.

"This defense... is outrageous!"

"Senior Sister Zhao is fast, but it seems that her strength is much weaker than Senior Brother Chen's sword strike just now?"

“It’s not that the strength is lacking,” the Nascent Soul Sword Master of Minglei Pavilion said in a low voice with a furrowed brow on the mountainside, “Zhao Jinghong’s sword speed is fast, but he disperses the power across a hundred strikes in an instant. Jiang Heying’s protective technique is good at dealing with this kind of high-frequency attack, but the single-point penetration power is not the limit! On the other hand, Chen Zhuo’s sword is a ‘blunt strike’ that gathers all the power into one point, which is easier to break through the defense.”

On the field, Zhao Jinghong was unable to break through after a long attack, and his mood became increasingly anxious.

Zhao Jinghong abruptly stopped, her figure solidifying as she stood not far in front of Jiang Yi. Looking at Jiang Yi, she spoke even faster.

"Junior Sister Jiang! This is no fun!"

　Jiang Yi raised her eyelids and asked slowly,
　　"What does Senior Sister Zhao mean?"

　　What do you mean by that?

　　How am I supposed to know what you mean?

　　Isn't what I mean obvious?

　　I don't understand what you mean!

　　"You're so boring!"

　　The onlookers looked back and forth between Jiang Yi and Zhao Jinghong, their faces contorted in a grimace.

　　"What do they mean?" asked the big, simple-minded guy from Qianyue Pavilion.

　　"How would I know what it means?" the man retorted irritably.

　　"What! You want to try and win me over?" The swordsman from Qianyue Pavilion was furious.

　　The man chickened out, "I'm sorry, senior brother, I didn't mean it that way."

　　"It's boring!"

　　On the field, Jiang Yi sighed helplessly as she watched Zhao Jinghong drive her crazy with anxiety.

　　"Alright, I'll let Zhaoming play with you!"

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　　Putting it here is free, so it doesn't count as filler, right? It's just a joke I found quite funny (laughing and crying). Jiang Yi is going to fight ten people, so I definitely have to appropriately showcase the characteristics of each Sword Pavilion, and I also have to make it interesting to avoid a repetitive plot that will tire readers out. I'm helpless about that too~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)