Chapter 772: Chapter 771: You are not my match
Countless rays of light came shooting in, but as soon as they approached within three inches of Shi Xiaole, they were immediately blocked by an invisible wall of energy.
No flaws were revealed.
Gong Thirteen’s move abandoned all techniques, and only deployed a flurry of rapid, chaotic attacks. It seemed to hold no order yet left no room for counterattacks.
There seemed to be no way out.
His eyes flashed fiercely, Shi Xiaole still raised his power to seventy percent and lightly swung his Red Left sword in front of him.
The swirling cyan-red sword light suddenly enlarged, absorbing most of the incoming rays; the remaining few penetrated through it, causing the mirrors along the way to shatter into pieces from the impact.
By the time it reached Gong Thirteen, the cyan-red sword light had obscured more than half of the arena.
The third move of Divine Wind Swordsmanship, Wuji.
"Oh no!"
Gong Thirteen had not expected Shi Xiaole to have this move, and it was too late to change his approach. He could only force his energy to dodge.
Boom!
The entire Earth-level arena seemed to shake for a moment.
"Urgh!"
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Gong Thirteen was flung back, forcibly stopping his body mid-air, and landed at the edge of the arena. The back of his hand holding the sword was veiny and bulging.
He still had one last killing move kept reserved and was confident that he could topple Shi Xiaole. But after hesitating for a moment, Gong Thirteen chose to give up.
He was not a reckless person, who would act regardless of everything.
Being an Earth-level swordsman imbued him with great prestige and rewards, but revealing his trump card was too high a price to pay.
He wasn’t the favored young master of a top faction, without a solid background, and his former masters had already passed away. He had to rely on himself and thus could not afford to expose everything.
The hesitation lasted only a moment, but Shi Xiaole, who was facing Gong Thirteen and had astonishing sensing abilities, naturally noticed his changing expression and inwardly commended him.
Excessive rigidity led to brittleness. A person who doesn’t know restraint could easily put himself in danger. Knowing when to push and when to hold back is the key to survival in the Martial World.
As for Shi Xiaole himself, he was already quite restrained.
"Victorious again."
"Why does it seem that each time we watch Kirin compete, no matter how exciting and thrilling, it never seems like it’s on the same level? This was true for Xiao Lingyun, Gong Thirteen, Yao Mie Sheng. He has never had a tough victory."
"Now that you mention it, it seems true. We cannot see through his depth while he reveals his opponent’s strengths and weaknesses."
Everyone could see that without Shi Xiaole, Gong Thirteen is, undoubtedly, an Earth-level swordsman. An Earth-level swordsman who is not yet seventy years old, might frighten many people if the news got out.
Unfortunately, he met the more formidable Kirin, who was destined to be overshadowed by his brilliant aura.
"Once this is over, let’s get to know him."
The youthful maiden sat back down and excitedly said to the refined young man.
The refined young man nodded his head. Even if his sister had not mentioned it, he would not miss this opportunity.
After two consecutive battles, Shi Xiaole had used up less than twenty percent of his strength. However, to avoid any surprises, he decided to retreat to the resting pavilion for some refreshments before he would attack the Star-level arena.
"Hold on!"
However, a pleasant and light voice suddenly sounded.
All eyes turned towards the voice, each expression more interesting than the last. The one who stopped Kirin was none other than the Saintess candidate from Heavenly Snow Mountain, Ding Xuefu.
The issue between Heavenly Snow Mountain and Young Dragon is known to almost everyone in the Flying Horse Dynasty. Frankly, Heavenly Snow Mountain has had a tough time recently.
They urgently needed to establish their authority, especially among the younger generation.
So, any intelligent person would understand Ding Xuefu’s hostility towards Kirin.
Young Dragon caused Heavenly Snow Mountain to lose face, so the best way to strike back would undeniably be to defeat Kirin, who is one of the five major prodigies and the leading one at that.
This was intended to be seen by the Young Dragon, and by everyone in the Martial World. As one of the seven sects within this troubled world, Heavenly Snow Mountain must reclaim its dignity.
However, this was not an underestimation of Ding Xuefu. On the contrary, her previous performance was surprising. She steamrolled through two rounds and stood out among her peers. Yet, the thought of her defeating a Kirin of the same level was questionable.
At this point, if anyone still believes that any genius could shake the Kirin, this is simply an insult to the intelligence of everyone present.
With no expression on her exquisite face, Ding Xuefu said, "Young Master Shi, I should challenge you directly on the stage, which will save you the trouble."
Shi Xiaole just shook his head and honestly said, "Young lady, I fear you are not my match."
"What a conceited fellow!"
"Such unabashed arrogance!"
"But, but he is indeed very powerful."
Hearing this, the ladies from Heavenly Snow Mountain had mixed reactions, most of them turned to look at the last one who spoke. The oldest sister frowned and said, "Junior sister, how can you bolster his courage while diminishing our own prestige?"
The youngest junior sister lowered her head and weakly responded, "But I feel that Sister Ding really can’t beat him."
Several women: "...."
Two Elders from Heavenly Snow Mountain in the front glanced at each other and saw the heavy concern in each other’s eyes, a concern that can’t be hidden.
"Senior Sister Wang, what do you think?"
"The last move from the Kirin was extremely ingenious. It was likely his ultimate killer technique, which was close to the limit of his capabilities. If Xuefu fights him, she would have a 40% chance of winning."
A 40% chance, is it?
Elder Sun, who asked the question, lowered her eyes. She didn’t want to disagree with Senior Sister Wang directly, but as per her analysis, even with the most optimistic estimation, Ding Xuefu’s chance of winning wouldn’t exceed 30%.
It went without saying that the Kirin was too powerful. During the intense battle just now, she saw the shadow of that young man in him. One man, one sword, unstoppable.
"Are you sure you want to challenge me?"
Shi Xiaole asked.
"What do you think?"
Ding Xuefu responded coldly.
"Well then, let’s begin."
The aura around Ding Xuefu became colder, her exceptionally beautiful face frozen. She did not even rest; did this fellow believe he had her beat?
Floating onto the arena, Ding Xuefu gripped her sword and coldly warned, "You better not regret this."
Shi Xiaole merely smiled, a contemptuous expression that irritated Ding Xuefu, something she had never experienced before.
Whoosh!
A cold aura enveloped the entire arena without warning.
In the air, many hexagonal ice crystals fell down rapidly. Starting from Ding Xuefu, white frost covered the surface of the arena, spreading towards Shi Xiaole.
The sudden drop in temperature made many young people shiver, even through the Array System. This was the deterrence of the sword, not a restriction of cultivation.
"This swordsmanship of ice and snow is at 40% of its peak! If the Kirin was not here, this woman would have been the surprise of this year’s sword evaluation meeting."
"She’s only 36 years old, well well, this younger generation is indeed full of talent."
Many well-known swordsmen watched the graceful figure on top of the arena, feeling an indescribable complexity.
The law of the Martial World is constant: the newcomers always surpass their predecessors. Although they all knew it, none of them wanted to be overtaken.
However, starting from Sheng Xingzhi, Liu Xuantong to Gong Thirteen, Ding Xuefu, even Xu Zhongting and others, all demonstrated the potential of becoming influential figures in the future. This future wouldn’t be far away.
Overall, the quality of this generation was higher than their predecessors.
As they sent their thoughts, the people on the ring had already started their fight.
