Chapter 16

Chapter 16: He Won, Senior Brother Won!

When Xiao Yang pointed and shattered the long sword in Li Xingyao’s hand, the flying shards even sliced off a strand of her hair.

This really ticked off the Fuyiao Saintess.

“Divine Phoenix Crying Nine Heavens, a sword that moves the universe!”

Li Xingyao unleashed her ace attack.

The broken sword instantly reformed into a Divine Phoenix, raising a tidal wave of divine flames, and charged ferociously at Xiao Yang.

The Divine Phoenix flapped its wings, shaking the void!

The entire Sword Comparison Platform quaked.

The protective barrier around the platform violently trembled under the assault of the powerful sword qi, as if it could shatter at any moment.

Everyone was left utterly dumbfounded by the scene.

“Is that sword qi taking form?”

Jiang Qitian couldn’t help but exclaim.

Isn’t this sword technique only available to sword gods of the Divine Martial Realm?

Li Xingyao was merely at the peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and yet she could perform such a powerful sword technique?

Who would dare believe it if they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes?

This was precisely why geniuses are called geniuses—they can do what others cannot!

Fuming, Li Xingyao took action.

Her move made even the heavens dim.

“Why isn’t Xiao Yang affected?”

Qin Fei was still mulling over this.

At this moment, everyone’s hearts were in their throats.

Jiang Qitian and Li Daozhen were glued to the scene on the Sword Comparison Platform.

Yet, Xiao Yang remained serene in the face of Li Xingyao’s deadly move.

He was far too composed.

“I have a sword that can subdue the heavens, and also… destroy the phoenix!”

Xiao Yang’s voice echoed throughout the venue.

Everyone’s color changed.

Xiao Yang exuded immense confidence; he raised his right hand and pressed forward.

His action seemed to lift the very heavens, and with the press, he squashed down that very sky.

In the next moment, the Divine Phoenix conjured by Li Xingyao was forced straight to the ground.

“Boom!”

With a muffled sound, the phoenix exploded into countless flames that dissipated into the void.

The long sword she had reformed with sword qi shattered once again.

Li Xingyao was directly blasted away, crashing back violently against the protective barrier of the Sword Comparison Platform.

“How is this possible…”

She stared in disbelief at the descending Xiao Yang.

He had effortlessly countered her ultimate move.

Throughout her career, no one had ever broken that attack of hers!

A mouthful of blood surged up her throat, but she swallowed it back.

“Do you want to continue?”

Xiao Yang stood with his hands behind his back, looking silently at Li Xingyao.

Li Xingyao remained speechless.

The venue fell silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the two figures on the Sword Comparison Platform.

“I was too careless…”

Li Xingyao wanted to attack, but her internal energy was in turmoil. If she struck again, it would end badly for her.

“Haha… Li Dao, my disciple here managed to defeat your talented student with one move. I’m truly sorry!” Jiang Qitian laughed with pride.

Finally, he got to vent some pent-up frustration. What a relief!

“The Holy Son Senior Brother won?”

“The Senior Brother actually won…”

The square erupted in excitement.

All the disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect were ecstatic beyond belief.

“He won, he actually won…”

Jiang Ting was full of exhilaration, but when did the Senior Brother get so strong?

Xiao Yang’s parents and sister were equally shocked and overjoyed, their disbelief palpable.

Their son had defeated the Saintess of the Fuyiao Sect!

It all felt too surreal.

Not just them, but every disciple present from the Qingyang Sword Sect couldn’t believe their eyes.

That Fuyiao Saintess was so strong that even Lei Renjie and Qin Fei hadn’t managed to force her to draw her sword before being easily defeated by her.

To think that such a powerful Fuyiao Saintess was defeated by their Holy Son Senior Brother!

Who would dare believe it if they hadn’t seen it?

At that moment, Jiang Qitian waved his sleeves and directly dispelled the protective array on the Sword Comparison Platform.

The massive barrier enveloping the platform vanished in an instant.

“In half a year, at the Grand Competition, you and I shall decide the victor!”

Li Xingyao said as she turned, leaping off the Sword Comparison Platform.

“What’s this? At the Grand Competition, I hope Sect Leader Jiang will still be able to smile.”

Li Daozhen’s face darkened as he prepared to take Li Xingyao away.

“Ah, Li Dao, are you really leaving like this? Why not stay for a meal, have a drink before you go?”

Jiang Qitian relished watching Li Daozhen’s embarrassment.

Li Daozhen said nothing, sweeping her sleeve, a wave of sword light engulfed the two instantly, and with a flash, they vanished from sight.

“Holy Son Xiao Yang, in light of recent events, I, Law Enforcement Elder Lei Lie, hereby announce the cancellation of the prior punishment against Xiao Yang.”

Elder Lei Lie looked at Xiao Yang with a complex expression.

“That’s only fair!”

“Senior Brother, heroic spirit!”

“Holy Son, heroic spirit!”

The disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect shouted excitedly.

Today, they finally lifted their heads high.

What of the Fuyiao Sect? What of the Fuyiao Saintess? Didn’t they just get defeated by their Senior Brother?

Arrogantly coming to challenge, only to leave empty-handed—what a satisfying turn of events!

“Senior Brother…”

Little Sister Jiang Ting rushed up to the Sword Comparison Platform, eager to congratulate Xiao Yang.

Yet, Xiao Yang acted as though he didn’t see her, soaring up on his flying sword and drifting away.

“…”

Jiang Ting stood frozen on the platform, looking dejected.

Why was her Senior Brother so cold towards her?

“Is Senior Brother really leaving just like that?”

The disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect were equally surprised.

Meanwhile, just outside the square, in a pavilion.

Qin Fei lay on a stretcher, scratching his head in confusion about what had gone wrong.

Xiao Yang had clearly drunk that cup of tea; why on earth was he unscathed?

At that moment, Xiao Yang returned to the Reflection Cave on the Back Mountain.

He still had some things here to gather; he needed to head to the Qingyang Secret Realm to cultivate.

With the Grand Competition coming in five months, it was crucial for the survival of the entire Qingyang Sword Sect.

He aimed to make the most of these five months, seeking to reach the peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

The Qingyang Secret Realm was the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in the entire Qingyang Sword Sect, even richer than his Saint Son’s Residence.

He was about to leave this place.

Having been here for a month, he felt a bit reluctant.

Actually, this Reflection Cave wasn’t bad; it was nice and quiet, allowing him to focus on his cultivation away from distractions.

Of course, the spiritual energy here couldn’t compare to that of the Qingyang Secret Realm.

Moreover, the Secret Realm held not only the sect’s supreme treasure, the Qingyang Sword, but also a powerful being guarding it who rarely intervened.

If he took the Qingyang Sword away from the Qingyang Sword Sect, would his Master and the two Elders go insane?

In his previous life, he had died under that very Qingyang Sword.

Xiao Yang didn’t leave the Reflection Cave immediately.

He planned to stay another night and leave tomorrow.

……

“How could you possibly lose?”

A hundred miles away from Qingyang Mountain, on a peak, stood two women.

They seemed like celestial beings, ethereal and unworldly, as if they could fly away with the wind at any moment.

They were none other than Li Daozhen and Li Xingyao, master and disciple.

“Sword Intent…”

Li Xingyao clenched her fists.

“What…”

Li Daozhen was shocked upon hearing this.

“How is it possible? That Xiao Yang is only at the mid-level of the Heavenly Martial Realm; how could he have cultivated Sword Intent?”

Li Daozhen couldn’t believe it.

“As long as my disciple can master the True Phoenix Undying Sword Technique to the fifth level, in my eyes, Xiao Yang will be no more than an ant.”

Li Xingyao’s gaze instantly grew sharp.

“At the Grand Competition, I will stomp Xiao Yang down!”

Li Xingyao’s tone was exceedingly serious.