Four Split Personalities

Chapter 2267: Chapter 1066: Mor vs. Snow Bathing Sword (II)_2

Unexpectedly, the Showering Snow Sword took the polite remark seriously, gently touching her chin and tilting her head as she said, "How about after the match, you give me some money, and I’ll sell you a useful swordsmanship manual?"

Motan was taken aback: "Huh?"

"Don’t worry, it’s only 20 gold coins. You shouldn’t find such affordable ’guidance’ unaffordable, right?"

The Snow Bathing Sword smiled slightly and lightly tapped her forehead: "Oh, right, it seems I need to prove that I can indeed ’guide’ you before checking if you qualify for such ’guidance’."

"This..."

"After all, few people have a talent for swordsmanship. If we’re not compatible, even if you buy my manual, it’ll be a waste of money."

"Ah, I see..."

Motan’s mouth twitched twice; however, rather than relaxing due to the ’casual conversation,’ his body became increasingly tense. The reason was simple: the sharp aura of the opponent intensified suddenly when she mentioned ’sword.’

"Draw your sword."

The Snow Bathing Sword casually said, then ’ah’d softly, shaking her head before Motan could react, as she whispered, "I see, are you planning to rely on some kind of defensive counterattack skill like ’see through’ or ’discernment’? Hmm, well then."

Motan, who was poised to activate "Waning Moon" and counterattack, suddenly froze, utterly perplexed about how she saw through his intention.

[A detection skill or talent capable of seeing through certain details of a target or...]

Motan subconsciously started pondering.

In fact, the accuracy of her seemingly offhand guess was uncanny, and it was all because Motan exactly placed his right hand on his sword hilt.

From that moment on, at least regarding combat, Motan had no secrets left in front of the Snow Bathing Sword.

In front of the Snow Bathing Sword’s innate talent—[Sword Heart].

"Well, I shall begin the ’guidance’ now."

Perhaps intrigued by a ’potential client,’ the Snow Bathing Sword slightly subdued her lackadaisical aura, chuckling lightly with that statement, then vanished from Motan’s sight before he could fully register her faint, adorable dimples.

[!?]

The moment Motan noticed her disappearance, he was certain she was the renowned [Snow Bathing Sword] from the rankings, and instinctively sidestepped, drawing his sword swiftly. Enhanced by the "Waning Moon" state, he completed a quick pivot and horizontal block, precariously deflecting the abruptly appearing silver-white longsword, nearly two meters in length, that targeted his back.

In the next moment, failing to fully evade the attack, Motan’s [Waning Moon] status collapsed violently, losing the movement and attack speed bonus.

Despite being a strike devoid of force or even tangible sensation, the crisis Motan perceived from it surpassed even that of an Epic Tier strongman he faced at Caselo Prairie with the Viper Chamber of Commerce.

[Not an attack, nor a probe, just simply wanting to rest her sword on my shoulder...]

Only realizing it afterward, Motan inhaled deeply and retreated half a step with a solemn expression.

He stepped back earnestly.

"You’re quite formidable."

Maintaining her single-handed posture, the Snow Bathing Sword effortlessly held the sword wrapped in snow-colored linen, appearing somewhat surprised: "Truly, very impressive."

Reiterating her words, she casually stepped forward a half-step, matching exactly the distance Motan retreated, then hastily flickered. Though appearing stationary, her main body swiftly dashed to Motan’s left flank within an instant, not only dodging his unexpected vertical slash but also wielding that ostensibly unwieldy longsword like a whip—leaving a long, gracefully curved slash on Motan’s new chest armor.

"I personally prefer this [See Through], your reactions are very swift, but a bit too reliant on them. I suggest paying more attention to [Prejudgement]."

Raising her left hand, the Snow Bathing Sword ran her slender index finger gently across the sword lying horizontally before her, revealing a non-threatening smile to Motan: "So, is there anything else you want to be ’guided’ on?"

...

A deathly silence prevailed.

Neither Motan standing before the Snow Bathing Sword nor the spectators observing the Diser Delegation and Holy Spear Knight Academy students, including those such as Dean Marla, Gavinlard, Jadka, Ji Xiaoge, Ya Ya, and Liya Delin, had the capacity to think in that moment.

Though barely three moves had been exchanged, even the dullest among them couldn’t overlook the stark reality: Motan was visibly at an absolute disadvantage, while the sophomore from Holy Spear Academy, with her white mane, was...

"At ease..."

Jadka voiced everyone’s sentiment with difficulty.

"This girl is indeed Advanced Stage."

Silently appearing beside the crowd, Dean Marla maintained a wide-eyed gaze, articulating word by word: "Yet, her moves... I can’t fathom. Although I’m certain of defeating her without harm, I still can’t quite grasp it."

Liya Delin tightly clenched her fists, her face ashen: "How could this be?"

"The good news is we’ve likely identified Holy Spear Knight Academy’s trump card."

Gavinlard uttered with a dry chuckle, his voice equally rasped: "The bad news is our trump card, Silent Brother, collided with theirs in the first round."

Although Ji Xiaoge couldn’t understand fully, she still sensed the dire situation, echoing everyone’s realization and muttering softly: "If only Wang Badan were here, then Mor could exert his full strength."

Gavinlard sighed in helpless resignation: "It’s my fault."

"It’s not your fault."

Jadka shook his head, looking up at the Snow Bathing Sword’s carefree smile, stating each word distinctly: "I suspect even if Mor could exert his full strength, he wouldn’t compete with her."

"Woof!"

Ya Ya suddenly bounced on the spot, then energetically patted Jadka and Ji Xiaoge’s shoulders with a grin: "Woof believes in Mor Wang! Majors Wang always loves to surprise Woof!"

...

[It seems perhaps, I might not win.]

On the platform, the ever-surprising Mor Wang lightly sighed in his heart, yet retained his fighting spirit and desire to win, casting a [Scarlet Sky Slash] toward the close Snow Bathing Sword after a brief silence. The bright red, sharp Sword Qi was hurled directly toward her slender snow-white neck.

He wasn’t driven by a killing intent; rather, Motan knew clearly that the girl named Snow Bathing Sword before him wouldn’t be killed by an attack of this caliber. In fact, she would likely emerge unscathed.

But at the very least, she would react!

As long as there’s a reaction, there’s a pattern, and grasping the pattern might uncover a flaw!

That was Motan’s line of thinking.

Unfortunately, Snow Bathing Sword didn’t respond whatsoever, staring straight ahead as though seeking death, as the arched Light Slash raced toward her.

A second later, just as the referee below couldn’t resist intervening, the ’reaction’ Motan wished to see finally arrived.

Surprisingly, it wasn’t Snow Bathing Sword herself but the longsword that left her grip, elegantly carving a semicircle midair, shattering the [Scarlet Sky Slash].

The girl, with snow-white locks, stood empty-handed.

Her sword, on the other hand, hovered silently in the air before her.

"A ranged sword move?"

The Snow Bathing Sword blinked nonchalantly, commenting offhandedly, "Besides speed, adding some variety might be better?"

After she finished speaking, she raised her right hand, gently aligning her index and middle fingers, and lightly pointed them at Motan—

[Immortal Sword Proud Zhongzhou]

In an instant, a giant sword light over three meters in diameter emerged, surrounded by swirling clouds, hurtling straight for Motan’s chest.

!!!

Motan’s mind went blank as he instinctively leaped up in place, narrowly avoiding it...

"No, wrong guess."

The Snow Bathing Sword shook her head, her delicate hand rising.

Dozens of ancient, steady sword shadows soared, swallowing Motan’s form in midair—

[Sword Qi Rush Into the Sky]!

Chapter 1066: End