Demon Sword Immortal

There stood a middle-aged man with short hair, wearing a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses, holding a tablet computer in his hand.

This is high-end stuff.

Ordinary people can hardly even see or hear about it, let alone buy it.

Fang Xiaochun peeked at the man's chest and, sure enough, saw a 'Black Collar Medal' pinned to his chest, indicating that he was an employee sent by the 'Black Collar Company', presumably to provide explanations for VIPs attending the ceremony.

“Lord Fang.” The man noticed his gaze and bowed deeply. “I am Qi Wang, a product analyst at our company.”

"Next, I will introduce our company's products to you two gentlemen."

It's finally been revealed.

Fang Xiaochun nodded with a smile, but inwardly he was cursing the New Affairs faction for their lack of manners.

Both sides are clearly going head-to-head, yet they're hiding things until this point, making it seem like releasing them early would be a huge loss for the other side.

Isn't it just human modification and new equipment?

Everyone sitting here knows the inside story. Do you want to ask? Who wouldn't have guessed it beforehand?

Meanwhile, Bai Xiang had already stepped onto the ring and was beginning to assess her first opponent.

This reform is not as simple as adding another match; otherwise, there would be no need for such a formal application. It could simply be considered a 'pre-match,' 'additional match,' or 'exhibition match.'

The essence of the reform is that it has been transformed into a 'competition arena'.

The winner of the first round can continue to fight against the opponent's Dao Lord if they wish.

Seven days later, Jiang Haoqing's injuries appeared to have healed. She had tied her black hair back and was wearing a high-tech combat suit that was extremely form-fitting, pure white, and adorned with flowing gold patterns.

Not only does it carry two long swords on its back, but it also wears a V-shaped pure white metal headband on its forehead, making it look much more high-end than 'Blackwater Serpent MAX'.

A two-minute countdown began on the big screen. These two minutes were for both sides to greet each other and adjust their mindset.

Jiang Haojing seemed to need no adjustment at all. After standing up, she sneered at Bai Xiang and said, "You shouldn't have come here at all!"

Bai Xiang simply looked at her quietly without replying.

Enraged, Jiang Haojing retorted, "You dare wear this kind of clothing on a life-or-death arena? I'll strip you naked and let those people appreciate your 'inner beauty'!"

Bai Xiang squinted, first puzzled, then his gaze fell on her chest, which still appeared flat despite wearing a tight-fitting dress, and he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

"!???"

Jiang Haojing gritted her teeth, her exposed face flushed red.

"First, the chief battle."

Before the two confronted each other, analyst Qi Wang was already in focus.

Without him even moving, the screen in his hand lit up. It displayed a pure white battle suit with flowing gold patterns, the very suit Jiang Haojing was wearing.

"This is 'Power Auxiliary'. Adults can think of it as 'PA' power-assisted armor."

He spoke rapidly, his fingers swiping quickly across the screen, zooming in on specific areas to explain them.

"By inputting a swordsmanship model, PA can assist the wearer in adjusting their posture and guiding them in swordsmanship training, achieving twice the result with half the effort."

"Currently, through visits and acquisitions, we have imported more than 1000 swordplay models."

"Wearers can not only learn from them through the onboard computer, but also receive computer prompts when fighting them, indicating which model to use to better counter them."

"Most importantly, if the PA is worn by an enhanced human, then the PA can completely remove all restrictions and truly play the role of 'kinetic energy assistance,' greatly increasing the power of each attack."

"This is an experimental model, right?" Xu Shilin nodded slightly as he looked at the design drawings and compared them to the battle suit Jiang Haojing was wearing. "Is the person below not yet a sword forger?"

"Yes." Qi Wang nodded. "Strictly speaking, he has just entered the Dao."

"That's a complete beginner... Her opponent is a Condensed Form Swordsman, isn't the gap a bit too big?"

“If it’s a battle in the open field, a one-on-one situation, it naturally can’t compare to a Condensed Phase Swordsman,” Qi Wang admitted. “But in a stalemate on the arena, we think the situation might change.”

"Physical strength?" Fang Xiaochun suddenly interjected. "The change you're talking about is that you believe, in close-quarters combat, a set of equipment like this is enough to hold your own against a Condensed Phase Swordsman?"

"That's how it is," Qi Wang said without changing his expression.

"By the way, the A1 'White Ape' cost 5000 million yuan."

Fifty million.

The officials who heard this all fell into deep thought.

Even the most valuable currency, the Dayu Tongbao, can buy a set of battle armor for 50 million and equip it on a newly initiated swordsman, who can then rival a Condensed Phase swordsman in close combat.

If Black Collar isn't lying, then the price isn't expensive.

Swordsmen above the Condensation Realm have always been a deterrent force on the battlefield, their greatest strengths being their agility and speed. Not only do they possess powerful area-of-effect firepower individually, but they also have strong capabilities to penetrate and break through defenses. Furthermore, they excel at infiltration and assassination, making them difficult to counter even when on guard.

Xu Shilin was very satisfied with the price. He knew that once mass production began, the price could be even lower. If he was willing to spend more money to purchase heavy firepower equipment for individual soldiers, wouldn't that be equivalent to spending tens of millions to acquire a Nascent Soul Realm expert?

There couldn't be a better deal in the world. Moreover, he felt a growing sense of crisis: Had the technology outside the region really advanced to this extent?!

The reason why neighboring countries have always been willing to pay tribute to the Great Yu is entirely because they have been crushed by this side in terms of high-end military power.

The threshold for this high-end military force is the Condensation Realm. Now, the 'New Affairs' have already begun to infiltrate this field. If the Great Yu does not keep up, what good will it do in the future?

Xu Shilin, still observing the subtle signs, was deeply worried. Inside the arena, the countdown was about to end.

Clang...

Bai Xiang unsheathed his sword from his waist and slowly pulled the 'Feixiangtian' sword out of its sheath.

Clang!

Jiang Haojing then gripped both swords behind her back and drew them out with a swish.

As the noise subsided, every audience member knew that the main event was finally about to begin.

The countdown has reached zero, and the green light has turned on.

Jiang Haojing crouched down and charged forward, heading straight for Bai Xiang.

Should we engage in close combat?

Bai Xiang tossed the scabbard aside and placed his left hand on the hilt to grip it tightly.

Jiang Haoqing was incredibly fast, clearly exceeding her cultivation level. The distance between them was almost instantaneous as she rushed to close range and swung her sword down.

"clang!"

Bai raised his hand to block the sword, frowning slightly as he sensed that the force was off.

It can't be compared to myself, but this power is already about the same as Cao Chuan's when he first entered the Nascent Soul stage.

dead!

Seeing that Bai Xiang had blocked both of Jiang Haojing's downward sword strikes, Jiang Haojing suddenly changed her move, lowering her body and crashing into Bai Xiang's arms.

In a life-or-death struggle, she doesn't follow any rules or conventions.

Unexpectedly, halfway through her run, she felt a bright light ahead. It was Bai Xiang who quickly dodged and kicked her supporting leg's knee.

The kick landed solidly, but Jiang Haojing only staggered a few steps before regaining her balance and charging at Bai Xiang with red eyes.

Poor technique... truly useless.

Bai Xiang, meanwhile, was casually parrying while simultaneously assessing his opponent's combat strength.

Currently, it seems that Jiang Haojing, wearing this combat suit, can indeed possess physical strength at the level of a Condensed Aspect in close combat. However, her exertion, resistance, posture adjustments, and sword techniques are all riddled with flaws.

Its defensive capabilities are quite strong, but if it can't hit anyone, what's the point of this turtle shell?

Once again dodging Jiang Haojing's powerful double sword strike, Bai Xiang's eyes flashed with cold light as he slid to her side, his sword blade slicing towards her only exposed face.

[Posture habits and technical movement analysis completed.]

Just then, a synthesized electronic voice suddenly came through Jiang Haojing's headphones.

"Switch!" Jiang Haojing shouted urgently.

In an instant, the V-shaped headband she was wearing sagged down, like a pair of tactical goggles covering her eyes.

The world before my eyes was gridded, with everything—the white space, the arena, the air currents—displayed with precise numbers using computer assistance. In the center of the screen, it was even displayed that there were only 0.63 seconds left before I would suffer fatal damage.

But she has already said 'switch'.

Within the black seams of the platinum suit, the flowing golden patterns instantly merged, transforming from gold to blood red. They took over the suit's movements, beginning to spew out dry, cold white vapor from the collar, waist, and soles of the shoes.

Chi Chi Chi!

Using the momentum, Jiang Haojing shifted a few inches away and was about to dodge the sword.

Bai Xiang's eyes were icy cold, and a wisp of pink Qi suddenly shot out from the tip of his sword.

[Unknown energy entity.]

A line of text quickly appeared on the screen of the goggles.

[Activate demonic energy reserves and convert them into photon protection.]

"Ahhh!"

Jiang Haojing screamed in terror, feeling her body completely out of her control. She could only let the auxiliary program control her hands, holding the sword in an X shape in front of her, while a layer of blue electric current suddenly enveloped the blade.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment. Jiang Haojing calmed her mind slightly and slowly moved her gaze upwards, where she saw Bai Xiang's face above her.

It's that angle again.

She remembered the last time Bai Xiang threw her down the long steps, and when she looked up at her face, it was from the same angle as today.

This time it's just closer and clearer.

With the aid of a computer, she could not only see every inch of Bai Xiang's skin clearly, but also capture all her facial expressions... including the slight upturn of her lips.

Ok?

Why is she laughing?

boom!

The next moment, time seemed to accelerate suddenly. The 'Feixiangtian', carrying the Qi of evil, crashed into the two electric swords. Blue and white arcs of electricity shot out from the point of impact, emitting a sound like the cry of a 'thousand birds'!

what happened?

What happened?

[Unknown vibration attack...]

[Posture adjustment...]

Jiang Haojing only saw a large number of warning icons flashing on the screen, and the synthesized sound in the headphones started to crackle, as if it were being strongly interfered with!

At the critical moment of life and death, she finally overcame her fear, lowered her center of gravity, and knelt on the ground in mid-air, maintaining the posture of parrying with both swords, desperately intercepting Bai Xiang's sword!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Shouting loudly, she was slid to the edge of the arena by Bai Xiang, who held her to the side with a sword!

[Warning! Warning!]

puff-

The noise disappeared.

Roaring and clamoring.

The world seemed to suddenly fall silent.

The two broken sword blades clattered to the ground below the stage, followed less than a second later by a dull thud.

Xu Shilin suddenly stood up.

He quickly moved closer to the glass, his eyes fixed on the scene... a head that was still rolling.

Chapter Sixteen: Transformation

"How barbaric..."

In the other private room, a man with black curly hair and wearing a white coat couldn't help but frown at the sight.

The private room was semi-open, and the glass could be rolled down to get a feel for the atmosphere. After Jiang Haojing's head hit the ground, many people gasped in shock, but about half of them also burst into cheers, and their enthusiastic applause could be heard.

Zhou Jing'an and Zhou Ji were also sitting here. Hearing the man in the white coat muttering something, he casually manipulated the chair and raised the window again.

“Dr. Huang, you don’t need to worry about it too much,” he said calmly. “Life-or-death arenas were not uncommon in the past. Both sides signed contracts, and such live broadcasts were usually subject to local restrictions and would not be broadcast nationwide.”