“Big Brother Ke is so cool.”
Little Princess Jiang’s eyes sparkled brightly behind her sunglasses. She noticed the gazes of the nobles under the bright yellow canopy occasionally falling on them, and she quickly wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.
“Foolish ghost.”
Ying Bing thought to herself, but her gaze was as gentle as a bright moon.
It seems he has been waiting for this day for a long time; otherwise, how could he have already prepared his speech in his heart.
“Sometimes I really want to forget that Brother Ke is actually good at hammering.”
Qing Hong slightly raised her head to look at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, but the image of Little Overlord God Hammer striking the heavens could not be dispelled.
The dead memories were attacking him again.
“Just learn it…”
He turned his head, intending to say this to Wu Chushu, but saw the latter holding his head with both hands, twisting like a worm, his brain trembling.
“A hall full of flowers intoxicates three thousand guests, a sword’s light chills fourteen states… Such a talented poet, why would they only know how to hammer? It’s a waste, a real waste…”
“Why do they all laugh at me when I recite Master’s poem?”
Oh, right, Wu Chushu’s master is Elder Cao, who is also a blacksmith.
On the judges’ stand, Xie Yiding couldn’t help but chuckle: “This kid has quite a few tricks up his sleeve.”
“Tsk, no wonder this kid insisted on using a sword; it must be for this moment.”
Du Wufeng smiled.
Seeing Ke Mo, he seemed to see himself in his youth. Who hasn’t been young and reckless, loving to show off…?
On the stage.
Xie Xuan, seeing the obedient divine sword, couldn’t help but ask curiously:
“How much power can you unleash with the divine sword?”
“You guess.”
Little Ke the swordsman gave a mysterious smile.
Xie Xuan: “…”
Fine, now is the time for the duel, he shouldn’t tell him the depth of his abilities.
Then he could only test it himself.
Old Xie, being very cautious, did not draw his sword directly.
Seeing Ke Mo’s impressive appearance, his graceful robe fluttering, with the divine sword in hand, every move exuded strong confidence. He had practiced earnestly with Cold Fairy for a few days, maybe…
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
The ancestor’s sword hung slightly downward, emitting an indistinct aura of sword energy, enveloping the high platform.
Clang—
Xie Xuan’s sword moved, while Ke Mo felt as if a sharp sword was hanging above his head, itching at his eyebrows, as if a powerful sword intent was coming!
Did he already attack?
This is an invisible sword!
It cannot be seen with the n*ked eye, but his consciousness soul can sense it. Pure sword light was suspended, like the reflection of birds flying over a rippling lake, weaving into a net.
Heart Sword Technique?
Ke Mo immediately realized the martial art his opponent was using.
The body moves after the mind, both the release and control are in the heart.
So Xie Xuan’s sword is cutting his consciousness soul with his sharpened consciousness soul!
“Why aren’t these two moving?”
“Why has it started already? Why are they just standing there?”
In the crowd around, the spectators and martial artists looked at each other, bewildered.
On the judges’ stand.
“What’s happening now? Why don’t they start fighting?”
The eunuch in purple clothes asked the two people from the Heavenly Mountain Sword Hall.
“In fact, their clash has already begun.”
Xie Yiding explained:
“This is a clash of spirit, Heart Sword Technique, which is also a type of pure cloud sword technique, capable of leading the opponent into a spiritual space.”
“If the consciousness soul is slightly weaker, it will suffer mental damage, and in severe cases, the consciousness soul will be destroyed, resulting in immediate defeat.”
Du Wufeng nodded: “This move is beautifully executed. Xie Xuan’s realm is already higher, and the divine intention he observes is from the ancestor’s sword, making his consciousness soul extremely sharp.”
“As for Ke Mo’s consciousness soul… I still don’t know. This clash can only be understood with the heart.”
The purple-robed man nodded: “I understand. If one loses in a spiritual clash, they will suffer greatly when they truly engage in combat.”
He paused, looking at the dissatisfied crowd below, and said:
“The two of you are talking too deeply. How about we say something more understandable?”
Xie Yiding was taken aback: “What should I say?”
“Just say anything. Master Xie has experienced so many duels, there must be some material…”
“…”
Xie Yiding was completely lost.
“Try this.” Du Wufeng handed the purple-clothed eunuch a booklet.
“What’s this?”
“Illustrated Book.”
“?”
When someone is confused, they will accept whatever is given to them.
Thus, the purple-clothed eunuch’s mouth twitched slightly, and he opened it to read aloud.
His voice, transmitted through a conch shell, reached the entire inner city.
“Just see the river… Ke Mo waved his long sword, saying today’s practice, he already had a determination to win. If he won, he hoped the palace… uh, Xie Xuan would fulfill his promise. After saying this, he launched an aggressive attack.”
“Xie Xuan smiled, his sleeves billowing, blowing up thousands of snowflakes. What the hell is this… it turns out he used palm techniques instead of a sword, executing the Snow Moon Sword Technique, instantly enveloping the surroundings with sword shadows.”
“…”
The spectators in the inner city and below were even more bewildered.
They couldn’t see the clash of minds and instinctively felt something was wrong.
“?”
Little Princess Jiang’s saliva flowed down again after wiping it clean.
Ying Bing rubbed her big-headed doll’s hand, paused for a moment, then involuntarily tightened her grip. She could see that with only a sword, Ke Mo was not at an advantage against Xie Xuan.
“Unless he also learns the Heart Sword Technique…”
“?”
Even Ke Mo himself was stunned, but what mattered more at the moment was to break Xie Xuan’s Heart Sword Technique.
The net-like sword shadows were already close, and the only thing he could do was quickly summon his consciousness soul.
A golden-armored figure suddenly appeared behind him, his eyes focused.
Ding—
The Heart Sword struck Ke Mo’s consciousness soul, causing ripples to spread.
“A single sword couldn’t break it?”
Xie Xuan was surprised. Although his realm was lower, Ke Mo’s consciousness soul strength far exceeded his expectations.
So he persisted, turning simple techniques into complex ones, aided by the divine properties of the ancestor’s sword, using his spirit to cut.
Ke Mo’s consciousness soul trembled.
And this wave of sword shadows was not the end, Xie Xuan’s attacks became increasingly urgent.
The battle intent burned like a raging fire, flickering in the wind. No matter how strong his consciousness soul was, he could not ignore the spiritual clash.
If this continued, he would eventually lose.
“Ice Chunk taught me…”
Ke Mo forced himself to focus, recalling seriously.
While experiencing what Ice Chunk said, he observed Xie Xuan’s method of invoking the Heart Sword Technique, verifying them against each other.
The essence of the Heart Sword is the sword intent, but my sword intent…
Little Ke the student fell into deep thought.
Yes, the Celestial Divine Sword.
Although the sword intent within the Celestial Divine Sword is not his own, he has learned them all, and guiding them out is not a problem!
…
Hmm.
The audience in the venue also fell into deep thought.
The quiet inner city made the purple-clothed eunuch’s voice sound particularly passionate.
“Just see Ke Mo suddenly let out a loud roar, merging three swords into one. This sword contained all his cultivation, hoping to break through with a single point, instantly turning the sword into a long rainbow!”
“Xie Xuan finally showed some interest, slightly moving his feet, changing his palm into a finger, lightly tapping the tip of the sword. The huge rebound force actually sent Ke Mo flying out, spitting bl**d!”
“Xie Xuan was in a hurry, hurriedly taking three steps at once to support Ke Mo and check his injuries.”
“But who knew that just now, Ke Mo who was spitting bl**d suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Xie Xuan’s hand, and grinned wickedly: ‘Master, you’ve been caught by me, you’ve lost!'”
“Xie Xuan’s face turned red, becoming even more…”
The purple-clothed eunuch got more and more into it.
“What the hell is this!”
Xie Yiding snatched the book with a dark face, and after seeing the cover, his forehead veins bulged:
“Emperor’s Tyranny Falls in Love With Me?!!”
“……?”
Ying Bing lowered her eyes, biting her lips.
