Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Yun Li said calmly, "Oh, it's you. Hello."

Seeing this, Huaiyan was somewhat surprised:

“You recognize them, so it seems I don’t need to introduce them in detail.”

Yanqing said solemnly:

"It's like searching high and low without finding it. I thought it would take a lot of effort to find this girl."

"Oh?" Huaiyan raised an eyebrow.

"My curiosity is piqued! Tell me... how did you all come to know each other?"

Yanqing explained:

"This young lady had previously helped subdue the escaped prisoners of the Buli people."

"I thank you in advance for this matter."

"...But please return my sword to me first."

Yun Li shook her head and refused:

"That's probably not a good idea."

"Not good?" Yanqing frowned.

Yun Li crossed her arms and said calmly:

"You want this sword back, right? Fine, but not in this way."

“I could hear the sound of this sword from a great distance. Your pride and inexplicable confidence have tormented this sword.”

"In order to prevent it from breaking due to your recklessness, I naturally have to step in to save it."

Yanqing's brows furrowed even deeper:

"But that's my sword, and besides, when has Yanqing ever been overconfident?"

"That's none of my business, anyway, the sword told me." Yun Li crossed her arms.

"Want it? Fine, let's settle this one-on-one."

Chapter 878 I am the chosen one!

"Why should I fight you one-on-one?" Yan Qing said, quite dissatisfied.

“This was originally mine. How is what you’re doing any different from what a robber is?”

"Then I'll really be a robber today." Yun Li crossed her arms.

"If you can take your sword back from my hand in a fair and square manner, Yun Li will be completely convinced."

“But you didn’t. You still felt that this longsword was just a weapon, not worth sacrificing anything for.”

"Excuse my bluntness, but you have no respect for the swords that help us kill enemies and protect ourselves. You are not worthy of this sword at all."

Yanqing squinted:

"Your incessant chatter is simply because you want to challenge Yanqing to a duel?"

"Very well, I'll grant your wish and have a proper fight with you right here."

Seeing Yanqing assume a stance, Yun Li gave him a blank, approving look:

"Well, that's right."

"You'd better watch out, I'm not as easy to deal with as those small fry."

Seeing that the two really looked like they were about to fight, Huaiyan quickly said to Yunli:

"Oh dear, you'd better shut up and apologize to your brother Yanqing right away."

"?" Yun Li looked at the old man in disbelief:

"Grandpa, whose side are you on?"

“Uh…” Feeling Yun Li’s burning gaze, Huai Yan looked away. “Grandpa isn’t standing anywhere.”

Seeing that things had developed this way, Jingyuan smiled at Huaiyan and said:

"It's just a small misunderstanding, Mr. Yan, there's no need to worry about it."

"I've heard that the swordsmanship and craftsmanship of the Zhu Ming Immortal Boat are so highly regarded that the [Eight Flame Wheels] are renowned throughout the world. Today, I've met Miss Yun Li, who is among them... she truly has a fiery temperament and spirit."

Huaiyan sighed:

"No matter how good a reputation is, there are always busybodies who love to fabricate false titles and create fictitious accusations for others."

"Yun Li is just a child, shy and timid. Please forgive her for any rudeness in her behavior."

Yanqing nodded:

"I have already sensed Miss Yun Li's immaturity."

"Don't worry, General Huaiyan, Yanqing will definitely not make a move easily. It would be bad if Miss Yunli were injured."

"Injured?" Yun Li narrowed her eyes and said disdainfully:

"Does your master know how arrogant you are?"

"You're the one who thinks too highly of yourself," Yanqing said solemnly.

"On Luofu Mountain, there are very few people who can fight Yanqing to a standstill."

"Miss Yun Li, you'd better not be rash. I'm afraid it will discourage you."

"OK OK."

Yan Huan threw the two extremely heavy suits of armor to the ground and said to the two men:

"Why don't you put on your protective gear and fight it out? We'll be the referees."

"Fine, let's fight then."

Yun Li immediately went to Yan Huan's side, picked up the extremely heavy armor, and put it on.

Seeing that Yun Li had already started wearing it, Yan Qing naturally didn't want to be left behind and went over.

After the two put on their armor, Yan Huan thoughtfully helped them put on their boxing gloves as well.

War is about to break out!

The two armored men started fighting each other, and the scene quickly descended into chaos.

The servants in the Sichen Palace retreated to the edge, heartbroken as they looked at the broken instruments.

"Ah, they've actually started fighting!" Huaiyan was shocked. He had thought Jingyuan would stop them.

"It seems Elder Yan also hopes that the two juniors can resolve their conflict here." Jing Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly, assuming that Huai Yan would stop him.

Huaiyan: "?"

Although Yanqing and Yunli were both wearing heavy armor, they showed no mercy when they attacked.

Not using weapons was their greatest act of mercy towards the Sichen Palace.

The fist landed on the opponent without any restraint.

Yanqing delivered a straight punch, striking Yunli hard in the face and causing her to stagger.

"Admit defeat and give me back my sword sooner rather than later, or you'll lose too badly!"

"Huh?" Yun Li steadied herself and rushed towards Yan Qing.

Extremely fast, turning into a streak of light, a charging elbow strike sent him flying, crashing heavily into the wall of Sichen Palace.

"I was just letting you have your way earlier, and that made you have a wrong impression of your own strength?"

Yanqing finally managed to free herself from the wall and landed on the ground. She pretended nothing had happened and dusted herself off.

"What a coincidence, Yanqing has been holding back the whole time, otherwise how could Miss Yunli be standing here talking to me?"

"You're the most stubborn one in the entire Sichen Palace!" The two started fighting again.

After about half an hour of fighting, most of the Sichen Palace was destroyed.

Perhaps they were tired of fighting, because the two of them tacitly kept their distance and stopped getting close.

Yanqing was panting heavily, and Yan Huan quickly stepped forward to help him take off his helmet, wipe his sweat, and hand him a cup to drink water.

March 7th also quickly appeared beside Yun Li, removing her helmet, wiping her sweat, and handing her water.

Both men finished their rest within a minute and then resumed beating each other.

Jing Yuan and Huai Yan: "..."

Looking at the ruins of Sichen Palace scattered everywhere, Jing Yuan could only smile helplessly:

"It seems that these two young people are full of energy. We can confidently entrust the future of the Immortal Ship to them."

"But they're getting more and more aggressive." Huaiyan was very worried. The two of them were throwing punches faster and faster, and their blood was still boiling.

If we don't stop it, who knows when this fight will go on forever.

March 7th pondered:

"Wouldn't it stop if just one person fell?"

"If we keep fighting for a little longer, some people will probably run out of energy."

"Oh? Why?" Huaiyan raised an eyebrow.

About forty minutes later.

With a 'thud,' one of the bruised and battered individuals finally collapsed.

"Huff...huff...I won." Yun Li, whose face was also bruised and swollen, gasped for breath and struggled to raise her boxing gloves.

"...I told you, this guy can't beat me at all."

"Absurd...absurd." Yan Qing, lying on the ground barely alive, uttered a weak voice:

"If I hadn't stayed up all night and wasn't in bad shape... how could I have collapsed? Your victory was unfair and doesn't count at all."