Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 151 Try it out
The once noisy arena suddenly fell silent.

To the onlookers, the seemingly loose cyan sword energy dispersed the water curtain in front of Kong You almost instantly.

Zhao Mian watched from the sidelines, initially trying to figure out how this person would be "instructed".

But now, they were dumbfounded.

He had just fought with Kong You and knew very well how tough the water curtain was. How could it be broken through so easily by this person?

"..."

"This……"

The group of cultivators were dumbfounded. When they came to their senses, they looked at each other, speechless for a long time, unable to utter a complete evaluation.

Kong Yun was even more astonished.

He was also well aware that among the inner disciples in the Qi Refining stage, his elder brother was not invincible.

But those people were all outstanding figures of their generation in the sect, and they were all well-known among their peers.

Where did this person come from?

"Song Yan?"

Among the crowd, someone muttered to themselves, "Could it be Song Yan, the one who publicly tortured and killed the inner disciples of the Xuan Yuan Sect in Changping?"

"what……"

Finally, quite a few people remembered.

Yes, it must be him.

However, this person lives a secluded life and is almost unknown within the sect.

On the sword-fighting platform, just as Kong You had calmed his mind and regulated his spiritual energy, the second cyan sword energy shot out.

He stretched out his hand, and lightning suddenly flashed from the teardrop-shaped pendant on his chest.

The violent lightning spiritual power instantly shattered the sword energy of the green snake hidden in the sleeve.

"...Such pure lightning magic."

Song Yan thought to himself that this person was indeed quite capable.

He casually dispersed the third strand of green snake sword energy that had already been condensed.

With a flick of his sword, several white sword lights, trailing afterimages, leaped out from the sword box behind him and swirled around Song Yan.

The wind and thunder flashed, too dazzling to look at directly.

"..."

The violent sword energy generated by the Cloud Sword surged and roared across the entire dueling arena.

A total of eighteen sword shadows!
Yuwen Yao's eyes widened, his previously slightly tipsy expression now completely clear.

"The sword's shadow splits into light, what terrifying power..."

While saying it was scary, I couldn't help but feel excited inside.

OK OK.

Unexpectedly, among the inner disciples now, there is another opponent who can excite me.

Yuwen, sitting in the audience, was secretly delighted.

Kong You on the stage complained bitterly.

Let alone the seventh level of Qi Refining, where would such a powerful divine sense come from? With the spiritual energy reserves of the Qi Refining stage, such a sky full of sword energy must be extremely empty.

By casually casting spells within a certain range, it can be easily dispersed.

But is that really the case?

Kong You unleashed his full power of thunder to its limit.

On the sword-fighting platform, countless sword energies swirled and danced.

Kong You was forced to stagger backward by the chaotic sword energy.

At this moment, despite possessing a high level of spiritual power, he was completely overwhelmed by the sword light and could not find any opportunity to counterattack.

He underestimated his opponent from the start, and Song Yan's complete suppression and relentless pursuit of victory made him want to launch a desperate counterattack...

That opportunity is gone.

Four sword lights shattered Kong You's protective spiritual energy in succession. At the same time, the remaining white sword shadows swirled and converged in the air, condensing into a beam of light.

Song Yan pressed his sword finger down slightly and uttered a single word: "Fall."

The radiance suddenly vanished.

Kong You looked up at the sky in astonishment, only to see the sword light, which was so powerful, appearing before him in an instant.

however.

However, as it fell, it disintegrated and dissipated bit by bit.

It landed on his brow, cool and refreshing.

It is a drop of rain.

"..."

Countless sword shadows returned to the sword box one by one, and just then, the sky cleared up.

The sword fell from the clouds, and heaven and earth returned to peace.

Kong You was stunned for a moment, then slowly said, "I lost."

"Concession."

Song Yan did not linger. He bowed and then turned and walked down from the sword-fighting platform.

The entire eastern side of Wiping Sword Peak was now completely silent. The cultivators below the platform made way for him, watching him leave the arena.

At the edge of the sword-fighting platform, Gu Qingqing stared blankly at Song Yan's back, speechless.

His heart was far from calm: "In just one year, Senior Brother Song has actually made such great progress?!"

"Not only did he advance to the inner sect, but he was even able to defeat Senior Brother Kong in sparring matches."

Looking at myself... I'm still a long way from breaking through to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

However, she quickly regained her spirits.

"Complaining and blaming others is pointless; the important thing is to work hard to catch up."

Coming to her senses, she realized that Yuwen Yao was staring at her with a suspicious expression.

"What's that girl muttering to herself in these sudden bursts?"

"No...it's nothing, Senior Sister Yuwen. Let's hurry back to the peak. I need to focus on my cultivation!"

"Good good..."

Yuwen put the large wine jar back into his Qiankun bag, then took Gu Qingqing's hand and headed towards Lianyou Peak.

"Speaking of which, do you recognize that disciple surnamed Song from earlier?"

"Yes, Qingqing and Senior Brother Song have done many missions together before, such as in Jiran Valley and Peach Blossom Village, and they also went to Beiya Mountain together."

Gu Qingqing said they were quite familiar with each other.

Yuwen Yao pondered for a moment: "What kind of Taoist practice does he mainly cultivate?"

Gu Qingqing recalled for a moment, then shook her head: "I'm not quite sure what cultivation technique Senior Brother Song specializes in, but his sword control is extremely exquisite, he..."

"..."

As Gu Qingqing was speaking, she suddenly froze, as if she had remembered something.

"..."

Yuwen Yao looked at her without saying a word.

She had certainly heard the name Song Yan from the rumors circulating in the sect.

No matter how far-fetched the rumors may be, there is one thing that all versions of the rumors have in common.

That is, this person named Song Yan, is skilled in controlling flying swords.

but……

Where is the flying sword?
"..."

Yes, where's the flying sword...?

The cultivators who had been watching near the Sword Debate Platform finally realized what was happening.

Throughout his battle with Kong You, he was only wielding sword energy.

Azure sword energy hidden in the sleeve, white sword shadows of wind and thunder.

His flying sword had always been in its sheath and had never been drawn.

Some things can't withstand close scrutiny.

In fact, Song Yan was used to going all out, even if he had made plans in his mind and told himself that this was a "sparring" or "competition", not a life-or-death battle.

They will still exert all their efforts while exercising restraint.

Only when one is certain of victory, or when the opponent has lost the will to fight, will one slowly withdraw.

Kong You underestimated his opponent.

This is the most important reason why he lost so decisively; the moment Song Yan made his move, Kong You had already lost.

Song Yan was naturally aware of this as well.

Therefore, this competition is actually of little reference value.

If Kong You had another chance, the outcome might not have been the same.

However, in Kong You's mind, this was a lesson Song Yan had taught him.

—In a life-or-death struggle, no one will give you a second chance.

"..."

He slowly stood up, exhaled a breath of stale air, and stepped down from the dueling platform.

"elder brother……"

"I am fine."

There is no such thing as "I could have won".

Skill, luck, mentality...

The consequences of failure have encompassed many aspects.

Song banquet...

Kong You pondered the name in his heart, then took his younger brother and left Wiping Sword Peak.

Near the arena, a tidal wave of discussion finally began to rise.

But as the clouds dispersed at the summit, a ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and shone down. Song Yan walked down the stone steps, and the murmurs behind him grew fainter and fainter.

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