Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 119 The Broken Sword Triumphs
In the remaining two matches, Changsun Yu naturally won decisively as well.

With the aid of his inner fire calculation power, combined with the dazzling music and dance, even the most ferocious attacks are nothing more than leisurely strolls for him.

It's unrealistic to expect to find out what kind of supernatural powers he's hiding.

After four rounds of battle, they rested briefly, and soon the bugle sounded again.

This time, it was finally Xia Xuan's turn to face off against Pei Xia.

Pei Xia didn't want to fight, her face full of misery.

Xia Xuan, on the contrary, was very excited. In fact, she was even more looking forward to the battle with Pei Xia than to getting the dazzling music and dance.

As the sword energy flowed from its sheath, accompanied by a clear and melodious sword cry, she solemnly addressed Pei Xia, saying, "Please enlighten me."

Previously, the term "guidance" was always used by others to instruct her.

Pei Xia didn't bother with formalities and replied in the same way, "Sure."

Then, the girl in green robes fluttered forward, and an invisible sword aura burst forth!

No wasted words, just go all out from the start!
Even before the sword wind reached him, Pei Xia's protective spiritual energy had already been activated, constantly producing fine clanging sounds amidst the raging wind and flying sand.

Pei Xia clicked her tongue: "It really is true, the youth's swordsmanship surpasses the rising sun."

As soon as he finished speaking, he made two fingers together, and with a resounding boom of his right arm, dozens of golden qi energy surged forth, transforming into a short sword.

Unlike Xia Xuan's violent sword energy, which swept like a whirlwind, Pei Xia's sword also possessed an invisible energy.

This sword energy was calm and profound.

The short sword was held horizontally, and amidst the endless sword wind, it easily slashed a gash, then silently pointed at Xia Xuan, who was charging forward with her sword.

"Ding!"

When the Azure Sparrow and the罡气 (罡气 is a type of internal energy in Chinese martial arts), the sound it made was not like the sound of metal objects colliding with great force, but more like the sound of two jade objects gently tapping together.

Xia Xuan was a woman of martial virtue; as always, she did not use the sword energy on the edge of the Azure Sparrow Sword, but instead used her own sword energy to fight back.

She had only ever experienced this kind of friction and collision with her master Fu Hongshuang's sword.

Without any savage spiritual power to resist, Xia Xuan, having confirmed her kindred spirit in the brief contact, felt an indescribable satisfaction. Her eyes grew clearer and her sword strikes became increasingly swift!
The bluebird leaped with sword light, and the two figures entangled in a light and graceful fight, drawing their swords, breaking moves, and counterattacking... Few people could understand the subtlety of the fight, and they only felt that these two masters who were fighting for tomorrow's decisive battle were becoming more and more like ordinary martial artists.

Only Xu Shangxin became more and more engrossed in watching.

She was observing how Xia Xuan's sword energy resonated with her inner cauldron, and even more so, she was watching Pei Xia's swordsmanship counterattacks.

In a daze, she had the illusion of returning to the Jiangchao Academy's training grounds, where Pei Xia seemed not to be competing with a renowned prodigy from the entire province, but rather imparting knowledge to the students in a methodical manner.

He taught him the "sword and saber techniques".

Pei Xia originally asked Xu Shangxin to observe carefully so that she could better understand Xia Xuan's process of cultivating sword energy, so that she could achieve enlightenment in the future.

But what he never expected was that during this competition, Xu Shangxin focused more attention on him, and a seed belonging to Pei Xia was planted in his still vague understanding of swordsmanship.

Sword light flickered, and qi crisscrossed, like butterflies and petals flitting about. The chaotic swordplay, dazzling to the eye, finally reached its limit after a cup of tea.

Pei Xia was forced into a corner of the ring by Xia Xuan's relentless attacks.

There was nothing that could be done about it... This was on everyone's mind, whether it was Xia Xuan herself or the experts watching from below the stage.

After all, Xia Xuan was at the Tongxuan Realm, and the difference in cultivation level was obvious, so it was only natural that she couldn't continue refining the cauldron.

Xia Xuan forced Pei Xia back with her sword once again, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief, secretly feeling exhilarated. Since coming down the mountain, she had never had such a thrilling battle.

Using every trick in the book, slashing, chopping, stabbing, and thrusting, every encounter was fraught with danger, yet they always managed to escape from the brink of defeat.

It's as if she's squeezed out all the knowledge and skills she's accumulated over the years in sword practice. If she slacks off in her studies on any given day, she could be defeated by this.

That was truly exhilarating.

Pei Xia's heels were already on the edge of the ring. He muttered under his breath, "That's enough teaching..." Xia Xuan heard him.

She opened her eyes wide. What did he mean by "that's all for now"?
Pei Xia no longer deliberately lowered her voice, as if she was intentionally speaking to someone in the audience.

"The art of swordsmanship is the foundation. Once you are proficient in it and have a solid foundation, your swordsmanship will have a thousand variations and reach great heights."

As Qingque swung down, Pei Xia's sword energy rose, and at the moment the blades clashed, the originally combined energy suddenly cracked open.

The blade of Qingque's sword, enveloped in sword energy, slid out through that crevice!
Xia Xuan was stunned. This seemingly reasonable scene, built upon countless previous encounters, appeared so abrupt.

The short sword left a gap, but it did not prevent the tip of the sword from rising. Xia Xuan twisted her waist with all her might, her pretty face almost grazing the edge of the sword's sharp edge, narrowly avoiding it.

Before she could catch her breath, the sword made a clanging sound in mid-air, and the strands of qi suddenly broke apart, followed by new qi filling the gaps.

The short sword, which was originally no longer than an arm's length, transformed in an instant into a giant weapon nearly ten feet long!

Xia Xuan's expression hardened. She grasped the Azure Sparrow with both hands and held it above her head, while spiritual energy surged wildly from within the inner cauldron.

"boom!"

A muffled thud, no longer the pleasant, gentle sound of jade being lightly touched.

Amidst the billowing dust, all that could be seen was Xia Xuan kneeling on the ground. However, she remained upright, holding up the Azure Sparrow. With the resilience of this divine weapon and her cultivation at the Profound Realm, this strike should not be able to harm her... right?

Yes, Pei Xia could not sever the Azure Sparrow.

But when the dust settled, the outcome of the battle became clear.

The giant sword broke off on its own the instant it was swung down, slicing past Xia Xuan's pert nose and hanging silently over her fair neck.

"Ding," "ding," "ding"... The subtle sounds of forging together allowed tiny fragments of qi to recombine at the tip of the broken sword.

Until the last burst of qi returned to its place, the sharp sword energy almost brushed against the fine hairs on her neck. Even if Pei Xia's hand trembled slightly, it would be enough to draw blood.

A man's voice came from the other side of the arena, tinged with confusion and amusement: "If you want to compete in sword energy and skill, that's your business. I just want to win."

Xia Xuan is still too particular.

The sword aura of the Azure Sparrow itself is comparable to the Heavenly Sense. No matter how high Pei Xia's aptitude is, his realm is what it is, and those pure golden auras are absolutely no match for the sharpness of this divine relic.

Before today's competition, Pei Xia was quite troubled about how to deal with this next generation sword leader.

In the end, I felt that without using the calamity pig, there was really no chance.

I came here today with the intention of hurting both myself and the enemy, but I didn't expect the young girl to give me such a chance.

Pei Xia sheathed his sword, said "Thank you for the courtesy," and stepped off the stage under the watchful eyes of everyone present.

He walked up to Xu Shangxin and said, "Don't follow her example in the future. Fighting isn't about practicing moves and measuring strength. Showing mercy is just asking for trouble."

The sound was quite loud, and everyone heard it. Their gazes towards Pei Xia immediately became even more disdainful.

The older brother said in a low voice, "Well, this isn't a competition, is it? It's supposed to end when you've made a move..."

Pei Xia replied matter-of-factly, "That's right, that's why I stopped."

Ugh, how shameless!

Xia Xuan on the stage remained silent for a long time, her expression changing several times as she listened to Pei Xia's words.

But in the end, she stood up and sighed, "I lost."

Pei Xia is right.

She didn't use Qingque's sword energy; to put it nicely, it was because she didn't want to bully others or hurt her friends in the martial arts world.

But to put it another way, isn't it also a form of arrogance and contempt, believing that the sharpness of one's sword is unmatched?

(End of this chapter)