63: Hard Sword Skills

The longsword was like a Dragon, its Sword Qi radiating in all directions, like myriad cold stars pouring down.

The moment Ye Fojian’s foot landed, he felt the sharp wind from behind envelop him.

In an instant, all the pores on his body opened, and waves of coldness assailed him.

His body stiffened slightly, and he knew that this attack was unavoidable and could only be endured.

His muscles tensed, and he immediately activated the Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Art. Faint rumbling sounds of thunder emanated from within him, and lightning flickered around his body, forming a hard barrier that enveloped him completely.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sword flowers scattered, transforming into thousands of Sword Qi, striking Ye Fojian from all directions, instantly engulfing him.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss…

Although the Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Art was powerful, it was still a Physical Body of flesh and blood. The sharp Sword Qi still left many sword marks on his body, and blood seeped out!

Hiss~

Although these sword marks were not deep, the burning sensation of the cuts still made Ye Fojian gasp for cold air, grimacing.

He adjusted his position, swinging his fists. The force of his punches whistled, dispersing many Sword Qi.

Soon, these attacks dissipated.

Qiu Xiaoyao’s expression changed. He had not expected the opponent’s Physical Body to be so terrifying, that the Sword Qi only managed to cut his skin.

Ye Fojian reacted quickly, turning around and charging towards Qiu Xiaoyao.

“Despicable scoundrel, die for this Young Master!”

His fists were as hard as steel, wrapped in gusts of wind, whistling out and fiercely smashing towards Qiu Xiaoyao’s Face, causing chills!

Qiu Xiaoyao did not dare to be careless and quickly placed the Qingyu Sword in front of him.

Thud!

A dull punch echoed.

A terrifying tremor emanated from the Qingyu Sword. He was actually unable to parry it, and his body flew backward into the air again.

“How is this possible!”

Everyone exclaimed.

From the moment Ye Fojian was enveloped by the sword flowers to his counterattack, less than a minute passed, and it was Qiu Xiaoyao who ended up at a disadvantage.

This greatly exceeded their expectations. They had thought that with the Star Plucking Holy Son’s cultivation at the Peak of the Divine Sea, coupled with a top-grade Spiritual Artifact, he would easily win, but the result was precisely the opposite.

On the high seat, the Hall Master of the Azure Dragon Hall’s profound gaze seemed to see through Ye Fojian.

He commented, “This child’s Physical Body strength is comparable to a Cultivator at the sixth level of the Divine Sea. With the Cultivation Technique’s amplification, even a Cultivator at the ninth level of the Divine Sea wouldn’t be able to do anything to him.”

The Saint from the Ancient Clan Wang Family also chimed in, “That’s right, with this Physical Body strength, even the Star Plucking Holy Son probably won’t be able to do anything to him for a while!”

After he finished speaking, the Saint General from the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty next to him had a different understanding.

He said.

“I don’t think so. The difference in Realm between the two is too great. No matter how terrifying his Physical Body is, he probably won’t be able to withstand the Star Plucking Holy Son’s attacks next!”

In his opinion, the path of Body Refining was not capable of great responsibility.

The previous situation was merely taking advantage of the Star Plucking Holy Son’s lack of reaction, which barely forced the opponent back.

Moreover, from the beginning until now, all of the Star Plucking Holy Son’s Moves were ordinary attacks. Once he uses a Sword Art Divine Ability, the opponent will definitely become a sword target and suffer heavy injuries.

“That’s true, but I see that Ye Fojian seems to be growing stronger with each battle. The main event is yet to come!”

The Saint from the White Tiger Holy Land watched the battle with great interest. He always felt that this battle would not be easy for the Star Plucking Holy Son, and that he would at least have to pay a price.

Below.

Jiang Qingchen watched all of this calmly, without any hint of worry.

Only he knew how cunning his disciple truly was.

“Young Master, who do you think will win?” Mu Xian’er suddenly asked.

“Does that even need to be asked? It’s definitely the Star Plucking Holy Son,” Before Jiang Qingchen could speak, the Primal Beginning Holy Master, who was beside him, spoke first. He did not favor Ye Fojian.

“The Star Plucking Holy Son is only a little short of condensing his Dharma Idol, and his strength is extraordinary. Moreover, he has not yet used his Innate Sword Body and Cultivation Technique Divine Abilities.”

“Even if Ye Fojian’s Physical Body is strong, he is still a body of flesh and blood. Facing powerful magical Divine Abilities, he still has the possibility of suffering heavy injuries!”

There was also a key point he didn’t mention, which was that Ye Fojian’s cultivation was only at the Body Refinement Realm, making him unable to fly in the air. Although he possessed powerful jumping ability, he couldn’t maintain flotation for long.

At that time, as long as the Star Plucking Holy Son remained in mid-air and continuously released Divine Abilities, he could blast Ye Fojian into dust.

“Shut up. If you can’t speak properly, don’t speak!” Jiang Qingchen glared at him fiercely.

He really had no discernment at all. The person asked me, not you. Your self-important answer is disgusting.

“Hmph!” The Zhaixing Sacred Lord merely snorted coldly, not wanting to bother with this double-standard man anymore.

Mu Xian’er was somewhat curious and asked, “According to Young Master, does Ye Fojian have other methods?”

“Just watch quietly!” Jiang Qingchen didn’t explain, his gaze returning to the arena.

Not far away.

Liu Qinxin, however, was quite restless. Ye Fojian’s performance exceeded her expectations, to the point where she was subtly worried, only hoping that Qiu Xiaoyao could resolve him to avoid further complications.

“Heh heh, Star Plucking Holy Son? Is that all? You’re not good enough either!”

Ye Fojian licked a wound on his arm, his gaze fierce, and his words filled with disdain.

“Good, good, good.”

Qiu Xiaoyao was so angry that he repeatedly exclaimed. The continuous setbacks made him lose some Face.

He had thought the opponent was merely a soft persimmon he could easily manipulate, but he hadn’t expected him to be a thorny soft persimmon, making him somewhat disheveled.

“Next, let you properly experience what despair feels like!”

Swish! Swish! Swish!

He continuously changed his hand seals, activating his Cultivation Technique. His Aura surged, completely unleashing all of his cultivation.

This powerful Aura made Ye Fojian begin to feel pressure.

“Is he finally getting serious!”

Ye Fojian’s eyes narrowed slightly, his hands tightly clenched into fists.

Qiu Xiaoyao brought two fingers together and traced them across the blade of the Qingyu Sword. The mysterious patterns carved on the sword instantly emitted dazzling light.

Spiritual Artifacts have spirits. The Qingyu Sword, sensing its master’s summons, instantly came alive, its body trembling lightly, as if expressing joyful emotions.

He changed his hand seals again, and the Qingyu Sword automatically flew forward, suspended in mid-air.

“Northdeep Sword Art, First Move.”

“Fuyao Sword Shines Upon the Land!”

Qiu Xiaoyao’s desolate and murderous voice echoed in the air, as he condensed spiritual power into the sword.

In an instant, the Qingyu Sword erupted with dazzling Sword Qi, condensing into a gigantic energy greatsword over ten meters long.

Countless Sword Qi tore through the wind, emerging from the sword and swirling around the greatsword!

“Kill!”

Qiu Xiaoyao roared, urging the greatsword to strike Ye Fojian.

The terrifying greatsword tore through the sky, and the wind howled furiously.

“Good! Bring it on!”

A strong Battle Intent flashed across Ye Fojian’s Face. His eyes flickered, and he took the initiative to attack.

His feet cracked the ground, and he shot out like a cannonball. His entire body’s muscles swelled by another fold. He condensed all his strength into his fists, and streaks of lightning raged as he fiercely slammed into the greatsword.

Bang!

The moment the two attacks collided, terrifying energy exploded, stirring up waves of energy that spread outwards, forming gusts of wind that blew towards everyone.

Boom boom boom…

Fist and sword continuously collided, neither yielding, and sounds of energy explosions constantly rang out.

Qiu Xiaoyao held his single hand behind the energy greatsword, continuously channeling spiritual power to maintain its power.

“Damn fellow!”

Seeing the opponent directly confront his attack with his Physical Body, Qiu Xiaoyao’s anger intensified, and he accelerated the operation of his Cultivation Technique.

Waves of vast spiritual power continuously merged into the energy greatsword, making its might even greater.

Ye Fojian was instantly suppressed, his figure continuously retreating!

“You want to beat me? No way!”

He roared repeatedly, also pushing the Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Art to its limit, continuously amplifying his Physical Body strength.

“Crack, crack, crack”

A crackling sound came from his muscles. He pushed forward with all his might, pushing the energy greatsword back again.

Neither of them yielded, and they were at a stalemate for a time.