Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 117 The Martial Saint's Fortuitous Encounter, Slicing Through the Bright Moon with a Blade

Since the semi-finals ended on the 28th,

Words about Ye Ningxue began to circulate.

Not only in the capital city, but also in the prestigious Nine Schools Alliance and even in the thirty-three martial arts universities across the country, her existence became known.

He reached the pinnacle of subtlety within just a few months of starting university, and was even close to touching the existence of [Sword Intent].

This might be the first genius on Earth in so many years to possess such outstanding martial arts talent.

Anyone who had practiced martial arts in high school couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration upon hearing the name of the chief of the Unnamed Linglang Pavilion.

Li Xijun, as the first person in history to achieve a perfect score in the national college entrance examination and the top freshman of Qingquan Chunhui Hall, is naturally a topic of great interest among the students of Wudao University.

This caused what was originally a pilot project—a virtual five-school joint martial arts competition—to instantly attract the attention of all martial arts universities, hundreds of thousands of martial artists, and students.

Chief Scholar of Qingquan Chunhui Hall vs. Chief Scholar of Weiming Linlang Pavilion

A top scorer in the college entrance exam vs. the greatest martial arts genius of all time.

Such a level of competition is even showing signs of spreading outwards. If the competition weren't only scheduled for two days, it might actually become a major national event.

But even so,

This year, the geniuses from Qingquan Chunhui Hall and Weiming Linlang Pavilion once again engaged in the old tradition of a decisive battle for the championship, leading to classic back-and-forth attacks between the students of the two rival schools on the internet.

"I only found out about this amazing person from Weiming Linglang Pavilion this year after watching the semi-finals."

"But why do you all favor Ye Ningxue? Wasn't Li Xijun the top scorer in their year?"

The post with this question quickly became a trending topic.

"It's all thanks to the 'Ten Years to Cultivate Talent' training program. This year, they launched a virtual pod where players with similar physical abilities can hone their martial arts skills through virtual combat."

"If it's a real battle like in previous years, Ye Ningxue can just give up and go to sleep."

"Exactly! Our chief's strength test a few days ago showed he reached 8 tons. If it were a real fight, he wouldn't even need martial arts techniques; one strike would be enough to crush him!"

The freshmen of Qingquan Chunhui Hall couldn't help but complain until Ye Ningxue's martial arts skills were indeed higher.

"The Qingquan Chunhui Palace is barking like dogs again. They just beat up the teachers from Jinghang University a few days ago, and now they want to control everything and change the competition rules at the last minute, right?"

"Exactly! And what's with this 8t nonsense? Our Chief Ye's life level is 12.4, so he only has 4.2t. What are you spouting?"

Upon seeing someone upstairs mention real-world application, the students of Weiming Linlang Pavilion, naturally unwilling to accept this, immediately retorted.

"Damn it, you upstairs, give me your address, or I'll come to Weiming Linlang Pavilion and beat you up right now."

A hot-tempered guy nicknamed "Watch My Huaqing Fist" immediately said:

"Do you even know what a true prodigy is? You can compete in the virtual world, but in a real fight, our junior brother Li will crush you all."

"What are you pretending for upstairs? What's the use of being ahead now? Our Chief Ye is almost touching the essence of swordsmanship. He will definitely master the outdoor swordsmanship in the future and go straight to the outdoor scene, do you understand?" The girl with the ID "Qiao Qiao" was indignant.

"Hehe, don't you know that my Xijun is a gifted psychic? The outdoor scene is actually the easiest challenge for him." The user with the ID "Yiyi Bushe" immediately retorted.

"I can testify that during the first trial in the Mythical World at the start of the semester, junior Li Xijun was already able to use his mental power to wield swordsmanship and annihilate a mythical creature with a life level of 14.9," Zhang Hao, who simply used his real name, retorted on the spot.

"Is he really that strong? I thought Chu Chenhuan from our Qiushi Lianzhenyuan would have made it to the finals if he had fought Li Xijun."

A user with the ID "The Most Handsome Man in the Refining Garden" couldn't help but speak up, which immediately attracted a barrage of attacks from everyone.

"The capital city has been hurling insults at each other for two days. What's the Nine Schools Alliance doing getting involved?"

"Damn it, the losers from the top three schools in the Nine Schools Alliance, don't even bother with us."

"Exactly. Our two top players are evenly matched, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, a perfect couple. What business is it of yours?"

"??? What are you saying upstairs?!" The netizen with the ID "Yiyi Bushe" immediately broke down.

Online, it's just a group of college students who spend their days arguing and bantering.

However, the school leaders at Qingquan Chunhui Hall were having a meeting and were somewhat worried.

"We shouldn't have agreed to pilot virtual warfare this year. Our school's geniuses are strongest in physical talent, and we've lost out this time."

Dean Zhou, a sophomore, frowned.

He led the team in the previous competition, but they lost to the opposing team, Weiming Linlang Pavilion, and were ridiculed by the opposing dean for a year.

Seeing that this year's freshmen are going to lose again, I can't help but feel a little regretful.

"Is that top freshman from the Weiming Linlang Pavilion really that amazing?" the director of the teaching affairs office couldn't help but wonder.

"Indeed impressive, he has reached the pinnacle of subtlety and is almost at the level of sword intent. I'm worried that hope Jun might not be able to catch up in just a few days."

Lisa never doubted Li Xijun's powerful martial arts talent—his ability to advance without retreating and to master a skill once and for all.

I just feel that Li Xijun suffered from not having good training conditions in his early years.

She was confident she could win if she could wait another month, or even half a month.

"Speaking of which, who exactly is this Ye Ningxue? Which family's child could be trained to this level of martial arts after only a few months of enrollment?" The dean of the third year couldn't help but ask everyone with curiosity.

"Hehe. It's a junior of an old friend in the North. You'd better not tell anyone about this."

Suddenly, a figure appeared, seemingly formed from a gentle breeze. With white hair and a youthful face, the figure exuded peace and tranquility, resembling a celestial Taoist priest from an old-fashioned mural.

All the school leaders and Vajra Realm experts in the conference room suddenly became solemn and quickly stood up, bowing respectfully to the figure formed from the gentle breeze.

"Greetings, Wind Saint!"

"Please be seated, everyone."

The old Taoist priest accepted it calmly, waved his hand slightly, and gestured for everyone to sit down again.

"Principal, weren't you supposed to be studying the laws? How come you have time to come here?" Dean Zhou asked curiously.

"Occasionally, we should let our avatars out for a stroll. This time, the two schools are unusually lively, so naturally we have to come and take a look."

The old Taoist priest looked quite kind and gentle, and smiled:

"I'd also like to meet the child and see how he feels about this situation."

"Is there some explanation for this?" Lisa asked tentatively, a little nervous.

"The higher up the Federation Martial Arts are, the more demanding they are on the spirit and mindset of the martial artist. I just wanted to take this opportunity to see what kind of person that kid was."

"If the future is excellent, there will be an opportunity; if it is not so good, it doesn't matter, we will still provide the same resources."

The old Taoist priest was very sincere; he didn't use any riddles and just said it directly.

This made all the leaders of the Vajra Realm School feel somewhat envious.

The opportunities bestowed casually by the Martial Saint are probably the truly rare and precious things that are hard to find in the outside world.

After learning about this,

The original meeting to discuss how to help Li Xijun improve his martial arts skills and defeat his old rival naturally did not need to continue.

Everyone tacitly agreed not to disturb Li Xijun, let alone Feng Sheng's observation.

Even Lisa has been watching Li Xijun's actions from a distance these past few days with concern.

In the time leading up to the final

Li Xijun paid no attention to the various external factors.

I didn't pay attention to what people said online or what they received from friends and groups.

It has already been able to gather most of the tributaries within the body into one.

Like countless rivers flowing into the East China Sea, he...

He simply focused on practicing swinging the knife again and again.

In fact,

His mind remained unchanged throughout.

With the mark of the Great Luo, he naturally possesses all sorts of opportunities from the myriad realms, holding such an inexhaustible treasure mountain in his hands.

Why worry too much about the success or failure of a martial arts competition and the difference of 10 credits?

Whether we win or lose, it doesn't matter.

On the contrary, what Li Xijun had been thinking about was whether he could take advantage of Ye Ningxue's exquisite and perfect swordsmanship in the competition to improve himself further.

that's it,

Li Xijun, focused on the martial arts competition,

On the eve of the final match, he still entered the arena and swung his sword until he felt he had reached his limit.

As usual, a message popped up in my field of vision:

[Your "Ten Thousand Blades Return to the Flow" skill level has increased from Master 95% to Master 96%.]

The utterly exhausted boy, after witnessing satisfactory progress,

Without saying a word, he simply tossed aside the long sword in his hand.

He lay there on the ebony wooden floor, falling into the deepest sleep, his body curled up like an infant in utero.

I don't know when,

Lisa appeared in the martial arts hall, picked him up, and gently placed him on the bed in the room.

After leaving the attic,

Just now I saw that old Taoist priest with a refined and otherworldly air practicing a set of health-preserving exercises called "Eight Longevity Exercises" in the lush backyard under the moonlight.

These old-fashioned health practices, which at best could only strengthen the body and prolong life, have long been superseded by truly extraordinary methods in today's martial arts era.

However, the old Taoist priest who had practiced this technique for sixty years still followed his heart. Whenever he had the thought, he would practice under the moon, his expression peaceful and focused, as pure as an infant or child.

After a while,

The old Taoist priest, having leisurely completed the entire set of the "Eight Longevity Exercises," slowly finished his practice, merely gazing up at the moon, and said softly:

"good."

Lisa's face showed barely suppressed joy.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the Taoist priest had already transformed into a gentle breeze and drifted upwards to the moon palace in the heavens.

next day

Last day of the month

The entire viewing area was packed with people; almost all the students from the eleven martial arts academies, from freshmen to seniors, had come.

Everyone wants to know,

What kind of showdown will take place between the prodigies and geniuses of Qingquan Chunhui Hall and Weiming Linlang Pavilion this year?

Under the breathless gaze of hundreds of thousands of spectators,

Li Xijun and Ye Ningxue stepped onto the martial arts arena almost simultaneously.

The two, both masters of swordsmanship, stood facing each other from a distance, each wielding a sword.

"Isn't your killing sword also of the Microscopic Realm? Why not use it today?" The usually aloof and indifferent girl in white was the first to ask.

"That kind of swordsmanship is not suitable for a duel. Today, let's use knife techniques to compete."

After speaking, Li Xijun slowly drew his long sword. Without the slightest hesitation, he flashed and unleashed an almost perfect slash at the girl in front of him.

Under the tense gaze of countless people, Ye Ningxue's hand gripped the hilt of the Miao sword, and instantly a bright moon rose!

(End of this chapter)