Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 108: Admit Defeat
Sun Tianshu couldn't understand what had attracted away the spiritual power he had cultivated for so many years and manifested in the form of fire.

By the time she realized what was happening, Pei Xia had already left a long trail of flames.

He gently tapped the edge of the arena with the curved blade, which was formed from golden qi.

Then, the dark red spiritual flames he had unleashed turned into rootless duckweed, scattered by the wind like smoke.

At this moment, a feeling of weakness, caused by the depletion of spiritual energy, quickly overwhelmed him.

Sun Tianshu's forehead turned white, and he was drenched in cold sweat. He almost knelt down on the dueling platform.

Oh no, this is a huge problem.

The woman on stage immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

She lost to a certain... East Sea Superman, who was at the Zhen Gang Realm, despite being a minor flag bearer of Huo Ye Mountain and possessing only the Tong Xuan cultivation level.

I can let it go myself, but where will the sect's reputation be?
Sun Tianshu gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up again.

But Pei Xia's shadow had already been cast behind her.

The man bent down, picked up the curved knife from beside her, gently placed it against her neck, and said in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, "Fortunately, I have a magical artifact that can restrain fire spirits. This round, I, Donghai Superman, have won by sheer luck!"

Sun Tianshu understood, and Xia Xuan in the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

Pei Xia was giving her a way out.

But it's not.

Since leaving Weishan, Pei Xia has rarely fought against those in the Tongxuan Realm. Previously, he had defeated Luo Xiaojin once outside the Prime Minister's residence.

At that time, Luo Dubu had just broken through and his foundation was unstable. Coupled with some psychological warfare, he was defeated suddenly.

However, when a genuine Xuan-level expert like Sun Tianshu starts to get serious and uses the Shanghuo Yeshan technique, Pei Xia actually has little advantage in a head-on confrontation.

Experience and martial arts skills are not a panacea.

Pei Xia was able to win decisively in the end by borrowing the power of the primordial fire vein in his heart fire. He said that it was a coincidence that he had a "magic weapon" that could restrain the fire spirit, which was not entirely far-fetched.

This single act of exertion will significantly reduce Pei Xia's remaining time after his last rest, which is a price to pay.

With the outcome decided, Pei Xia threw the curved sword back to the Yueyang Sect cultivator.

As she was about to leave the stage, her eyes met Xia Xuan's. Pei Xia must have sensed the scrutiny in her gaze, because she smiled and nodded at her.

This kind of top genius in a state may one day be able to rival Xu Shangxin.

Walking back to Xu Shangxin, the elder brother hugged his sword and let out a long sigh: "I thought you were going to be in trouble."

Pei Xia didn't explain further: "Yes, I thought so too."

Pear crawled from Xu Shangxin's body up her shoulder to Pei Xia's neck, whispering, "You cheated!"

Pei Xia rolled her eyes at her: "You weren't playing a trick?"

"That's what my master taught me!"

"Me too."

"The sect leader wouldn't... Damn, he really would!"

Li Tan's gaze towards Pei Xia deepened considerably.

She wasn't a naive girl like Xu Shangxin; she could see how mysterious Pei Xia's methods were.

But she pursed her lips and ultimately didn't ask, only smiling and saying, "It's good that you won."

The first round of the competition is the most time-consuming. Those who finish quickly, like Pei Xia and Lu Li, are fine, but some are truly evenly matched, dodging and weaving, even taking a break, and it is not uncommon for them to fight back and forth for an hour.

Once the first round of competition was over, the second round was significantly faster.

Xu Shangxin, Li Tan, and Lu Li all won their matches. After Pei Xia encountered a tough opponent in the first round, her luck started to improve, and she didn't encounter any decent opponents for several rounds in a row.

By the time the sun began to set in the afternoon, there were very few matches left.

Pei Xia kicked the chubby boy from some unknown sect off the stage with a thud, and then dusted himself off with a thud.

Among the surrounding cultivators, quite a few were already pointing and whispering about him.

"I wonder what sect or school this 'East Sea Superman' belongs to, yet he has defeated many experts from various sects along the way." "Yes, he is almost no match for those at the Zhengang Realm, and he can only barely hold his own against those at the Lianding Realm. It is said that earlier today, he even defeated a Tongxuan cultivator from Huoye Mountain."

"It's said that we benefited from the magic weapon, but after all, we are at two different realms."

Sigh, even though I've tried so hard to hide it, it still can't conceal my brilliance...

Just as Pei Xia gently raised his hand to brush his bangs aside, a chorus of cheers erupted from the other arena next to him.

Pei Xia turned her head and caught a glimpse of the snow-white ice sword vibrating with its qi. With the powerful and heavy tiger sword colliding head-on with the spiritual energy, it sent her opponent flying far away.

The pure white qi swirled and collided, but unlike Pei Xia's, it did not produce a deafening metallic sound; instead, it produced a clear and pleasant sound like ice.

The extremely cold spiritual energy transformed into swirling ice shards and snowflakes in mid-air, drifting down from Xu Shangxin's side and obscuring her delicate beauty, making her appear otherworldly.

When she turned her head and saw Pei Xia on the other side, her heart melted and her older brother smiled.

The onlookers below immediately started cheering again.

Beautiful girls are different, damn it.

This was the last match of the day. The two left the ring together and planned to find Li Tan, who was nearby.

As soon as they approached Senior Sister Li's arena, the heavy atmosphere around them, which seemed to freeze, made Pei Xia and Xu Shangxin's hearts tighten.

The two quickly squeezed to the inside and saw that the small Lu Li was standing with her feet together on the head of an unfamiliar bald cultivator.

Pei Xia asked, "What's going on?"

Lu Li didn't turn around, but shook her head with her back turned, her tone somewhat grave: "It's not optimistic."

Pei Xia looked up at the arena and saw a streak of purple light pass through Li Tan's left shoulder.

A burst of spiritual light emanated from his body, and blood splattered everywhere!

Li Tan gritted his teeth, twisted his body with all his might, and raised the longsword in his right hand to retaliate.

However, the jade-colored sword light, which had been wielded with all its might, seemed to be swinging wildly, landing in empty space at a great distance.

Opposite Li Tan, the young cultivator dressed in a gold-embroidered purple robe strolled leisurely to Li Tan's side once again.

It wasn't until he lowered his face, casting a shadow over Li Tan's eyes, that she looked up in astonishment, as if only now realizing that he was standing right in front of her.

Changsun Yu's narrow eyebrows and eyes were lowered slightly, making him look extremely pitiful.

However, as he raised his hand, a streak of light from his fingertips mercilessly pierced through Li Tan's right arm and shoulder!

"what--"

A heart-wrenching scream pierced the darkening sky. Li Tan suddenly leaned back, her slender figure staggering backward before she managed to stand up again with great difficulty.

Both of her shoulders had been pierced. The young cultivator from the Lingxiao Sword Sect had manifested some kind of spiritual power, and the wounds were burning intensely, to the point that she could no longer hold her sword.

Seeing Li Tan's chest heaving and his heavy breathing, Xu Shangxin anxiously said from below the stage, "Admit defeat!"

This is a competition, not a matter of life and death. There are always stronger opponents. It's normal to be unable to compete with the geniuses of some major sects. Just admit defeat.
However, Lu Li shook her head: "It's no use. I felt something was off about the person opposite her when she came on stage. I've called on her several times to admit defeat, but she won't."

Pei Xia looked at the two holes on Li Tan's shoulder, from which blood was gushing out. He didn't say anything, but his eyes began to twitch.

He knew why Li Tan was unwilling to admit defeat.

Because I had told her that I needed to demonstrate my talent and aptitude at the sword-testing competition in order to stay in the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

To achieve this, one must at least ascend to the grand arena at the summit.

Li Tan wanted to stay.

Her first half of life was shattered, and now she only wants to stay in the Lingxiao Sword Sect with Pei Xia, Xu Shangxin, and Lu Li.

But Changsun Yu was unaware that, with a look of pity on his face, he once again walked towards Li Tan with a strange gait.

Pei Xia let out a long breath, reached out and pressed Xu Shangxin's shoulder, and said in a deep voice:

Give me the sword.

(End of this chapter)