Chapter 15

Chapter 15: She’s Really Angry

Right now, the Sword Comparison Platform looked like there were two suns colliding, with two dazzling sword lights clashing relentlessly, unleashing countless sword qi that ripped apart the void.

The two figures within those sword lights slowly rose.

Xiao Yang stood with his left hand behind his back, while his right hand pointed his sword at the tip of Li Xingyao’s thrust.

Dressed in flowing white, he appeared graceful and unrestrained, reminiscent of a supreme sword immortal, causing the female disciples of the sect to swoon in admiration.

At this moment, the power of his flying sword converged into his sword finger, directly ignoring the sharpness of his opponent’s blade.

A fierce sword qi swept around them, leaving deep cuts on the incredibly hard ground.

The ground of the Sword Comparison Platform was no ordinary place; it was empowered by formations. The ability to leave sword marks was enough to showcase the strength of both Xiao Yang and Li Xingyao.

The sweeping sword qi jolted the protective shield of the platform.

All the Qingyang Sword Sect disciples watching from outside were utterly shocked.

Fortunately, the sword qi that erupted on the platform was stopped by its shield; otherwise, those disciples might have been in serious trouble.

At this moment, both figures hovered in the air, their sword powers becoming increasingly intense.

The void around them trembled.

“This…”

Li Daozhen was finally taken aback, unable to believe that Xiao Yang possessed such formidable combat power.

After all, her disciple, Li Xingyao, was a genius who hadn’t appeared in the Fuyiao Sword Sect for a thousand years. At a young age, she had reached the peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and it wouldn’t be long before she broke through to the Divine Martial Realm.

But Xiao Yang, with his only mid-stage Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation, could hold his own against Li Xingyao? How was that even possible?

By employing the Futu Cangjian Technique, Xiao Yang maintained his cultivation at the mid-stage Heavenly Martial Realm. Even Li Daozhen and Jiang Qitian, two sword gods in the Divine Martial Realm, couldn’t tell he had perfected the Heavenly Martial Realm.

He was still holding back.

Jiang Qitian and the two elders of the Qingyang Sword Sect stared in disbelief at the scene on the Sword Comparison Platform.

Xiao Yang was actually able to match Li Xingyao strike for strike?

Xiao Yang’s fighting strength had far exceeded their expectations.

It dawned on them that they had long overlooked Xiao Yang, and they didn’t even know how strong he truly was.

“Senior Brother, what a Senior Brother he is…”

“Senior Brother, truly the best of our young generation in the Qingyang Sword Sect!”

The disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect gasped in awe.

So what if the Fuyiao Sword Sect’s Saintess was impressive? Our Holy Son Senior Brother is no pushover either!

Countless Qingyang Sword Sect disciples were stirred by excitement.

At that moment, Li Xingyao was equally startled.

Since she debuted, she had never met a rival among her peers.

Characters like Lei Renjie and Qin Fei didn’t qualify to make her draw her sword.

But today, she finally encountered a worthy opponent.

“How is this possible…”

In a pavilion by the square, Qin Fei gawked in disbelief at Xiao Yang battling with Li Xingyao on the Sword Comparison Platform.

“Why hasn’t the poison taken effect yet?”

Qin Fei clenched his fists.

Xiao Yang had drank the tea given to him by Jiang Ting!

How could he still be able to duel with Li Xingyao for so long?

Qin Fei expected to see Xiao Yang humiliated, to see him trampled underfoot by Li Xingyao. Who would have thought Xiao Yang would be totally fine?

Could it be that the Demon Sect elder had given him a fake drug?

Absolutely impossible!

He had personally concocted it and had seen Xiao Yang drink that cup of tea himself.

Qin Fei couldn’t wrap his head around what went wrong.

Xiao Yang’s parents and younger sister were also stunned by his combat strength.

They finally remembered that their son was a swordsmanship genius.

“Bang!”

On the Sword Comparison Platform, Li Xingyao’s long sword suddenly shattered.

Everyone’s hearts skipped a beat at the sound of the sword breaking.

Countless shards shot out in all directions.

A small shard flew past Li Xingyao’s temple.

In that instant, the sword light surrounding Xiao Yang and Li Xingyao shattered, and both figures were violently thrown back by the force erupting from each other, crashing into the platform’s protective shield before bouncing back and landing on the ground.

A strand of azure hair floated down from the sky.

Li Xingyao instinctively touched her temple.

“You…”

Li Xingyao glared coldly at Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang smirked. In his previous life, this was the moment he had angered Li Xingyao, and at this point, the effects of the tea had kicked in, rendering him unable to display his cultivation.

The result? A brutal beatdown by Li Xingyao and his reputation in shambles.

But having lived again, he couldn’t fall for the same trick!

Everyone held their breath, watching Xiao Yang and Li Xingyao on the Sword Comparison Platform.

Jiang Qitian abruptly stood up from his seat.

Li Daozhen’s expression turned grave.

“Our Senior Brother really won’t let us down.”

Junior Sister Jiang Ting took a deep breath, calming her racing heart.

“This rebellious son, though defiant, has some skill.”

Xiao Zhenshan had mixed feelings.

“He’s just too ungrateful.”

His mother, Chen Ruolan, sighed.

She was irritated with Xiao Yang’s troubled relationship with Qin Fei.

Especially in recent years, Xiao Yang’s antics had created a rift within the family.

It had escalated to the point where he framed Qin Fei and even beat him up—outrageous!

She didn’t realize that Xiao Yang was equally bewildered as to why they treated Qin Fei, their adopted son, better than their own flesh and blood.

“Since Brother is so powerful, why doesn’t he treat Little Fei better?”

His younger sister Xiao Yue murmured in discontent.

At that moment, Qin Fei was on the verge of insanity, glaring at Xiao Yang on the Sword Comparison Platform, eyes burning with rage.

“When will that poison take effect? How can he still cultivate?”

Qin Fei was incredibly frustrated.

Previously, he had framed Xiao Yang, which led to Xiao Yang being punished to reflect on his actions for three months—but he had also received a beating from Xiao Yang that left two of his ribs broken.

Yet unexpectedly, Xiao Yang came out of it totally unscathed.

The sect hadn’t punished Xiao Yang at all.

He couldn’t swallow that bitterness!

Xiao Yang liked Jiang Ting, right?

Surely, he could use Jiang Ting to poison Xiao Yang, ensuring that he suffered a humiliating defeat against Li Xingyao—utterly devastated and without dignity.

What would Xiao Yang feel if he knew his beloved had handed him poison?

It would be a heart-wrenching betrayal!

Just imagining it was satisfying for Qin Fei.

But here they were, Xiao Yang and Li Xingyao locked in battle, and Xiao Yang still showed no signs of weakness, exuding confidence and overflowing with swordsmanship energy, unaffected by anything.

“You’ve made me angry.”

On the Sword Comparison Platform, Li Xingyao glared at Xiao Yang, her eyes sharp as blades.

“So what?”

Xiao Yang recalled how he had lost miserably in his past life to Li Xingyao, and he couldn’t help but feel anger rise within him.

“Hmph!”

Li Xingyao clasped her hands in front of her, and all the shattered sword fragments scattered on the ground instantly flew back, reforming between her hands.

“Divine Phoenix Crying Nine Heavens, a single sword shakes the universe!”

She thrust her hands forward, and the sword floating before her let out a sharp cry, transforming into a divine phoenix that lunged violently toward Xiao Yang.

The divine phoenix spread its wings, flames engulfing the sky, and a terrifying heat wave surged forth, shaking the Sword Comparison Platform violently, cracking its protective shield.

Li Xingyao’s strike was truly earth-shattering.

She was genuinely angry.