21: Chapter 21 A Genius Who Lacks Martial Morality

"What the hell?"

This sword strike came from a tricky angle, its trajectory impossible to track. Chun Xiaobai felt a wave of danger wash over him, instantly blocking his upper path.

At the critical moment, Chun Xiaobai thought quickly, squatting down and curling his entire body into a ball.

The sharp sword edge grazed right past his scalp, and the force of the Sword Qi scraped his cheeks, stinging with pain.

"Damn it, I was careless!"

Chun Xiaobai let out a breath, still feeling lingering fear. "This guy really does have the capital to be arrogant."

The Disciples outside the arena saw this scene and the crowd erupted.

"Senior Brother Zhao's sword technique is truly legendary!"

"Yeah, he scared him right onto the ground!"

Seeing Chun Xiaobai's pathetic squatting posture, the crowd began to applaud and cheer excitedly for Zhao Wuyuan.

Where did this leave the Mountain King's Face?

Chun Xiaobai was furious. As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhao Wuyuan twist his wrist, and a streak of sword light swept horizontally toward him again.

He pushed off the ground with force, performing a "Sparrow Flip" to spring up from the floor, his long sword held horizontally!

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound of metal clashing, Chun Xiaobai steadily blocked Zhao Wuyuan's horizontal thrust.

Seizing the gap created by the collision, Chun Xiaobai used the force to dash backward, instantly creating some distance.

He knew.

What made this guy superior wasn't his strength, but what Elder Gu had mentioned... his control over the sword!

In his hands, an ordinary long sword had a tip that flickered unpredictably, making it impossible to defend against.

Only someone like him, who had already mastered the blade to perfection, could parry it. Anyone else would have been run through by the very first strike.

Outside the arena, Gu Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back, watching the exchange and nodding inwardly.

It had only been two short strikes, but he could already see Chun Xiaobai's Foundation.

His reaction speed and anticipation of danger were far beyond that of an ordinary person.

This wasn't something that could be achieved through bitter training of moves and forms; it was an instinctive reaction that could only be etched into one's bones after experiencing true life-or-death trials.

Where on earth did this kid pop out from?

Seeing that his tricky strike had been easily neutralized by this guy, Zhao Wuyuan felt his Face slipping.

He decided not to give Chun Xiaobai any more chances.

He immediately unleashed his signature sword technique—the "Star-Shattering Sword Art"!

He stomped his left foot on the ground, and the long sword in his right hand spun at high speed, emitting a sharp humming sound. He transformed into an afterimage, charging straight at Chun Xiaobai.

Chun Xiaobai, however, did not dodge or evade, his eyes locked firmly on his footwork.

Based on his fifteen years of experience in life-or-death blade fighting, he saw at a glance that the Foundation of this sword technique lay in the footwork!

Now!

Chun Xiaobai's gaze sharpened. Instead of retreating, he advanced, swinging his hands violently to send his long sword hovering above his head.

Just as the sword tip came within a foot of his chest, he precisely grasped that fleeting opening!

He shifted his body sharply to the right and put force into his wrist. The long sword hovering above his head slashed down vertically at an incredible angle!

Zhao Wuyuan sensed that plain, unadorned sword edge slicing down vertically, as if dissecting a cow with the precision of a master butcher, cutting right through the gaps in his complex sword radiance.

His pupils constricted suddenly.

With no time to hesitate, he jerked his right hand back, withdrawing his sword and holding it horizontally above his head.

"Clang!"

Zhao Wuyuan felt an incredible, massive force strike from the sword, his right arm going numb and instantly losing all sensation.

The force didn't stop there; it penetrated his body, reaching his chest and causing him to slide backward involuntarily.

"Pfft!"

When he finally stopped, his throat tasted sweet, and he couldn't stop a mouthful of blood from spraying out.

"Blade Soul?!"

Seeing this stunning, peerless strike from Chun Xiaobai, Gu Changfeng was struck as if by lightning, the composed expression on his Face completely gone.

Even the hands he held behind his back began to tremble slightly.

Blade Soul...

That was equivalent to a Sword Cultivator's Sword Heart!

Only with a Sword Heart could one be considered a true Sword Cultivator; and only with a Blade Soul could one be considered a true blade master!

This... in the entire Tiannan Region, there hadn't been a blade master who had achieved a Blade Soul in thousands of years!

His Qingyun Sect had actually welcomed a blade master Disciple?!

The Disciples watched as their Senior Brother Zhao Wuyuan, whom they considered invincible and peerless in sword technique, was injured by a single strike from the obscure Chun Xiaobai.

The anticipation from moments ago vanished, and the scene fell completely silent.

It was as if they couldn't accept this reality.

Bai Jiner and Fang Yuan were stunned by the sight, but then erupted into earth-shattering cheers.

"Wow! Brother Chun is going to win!"

However, their shout woke those who were in a daze.

Everyone's gaze shifted with a "whoosh," focusing tightly on the two of them.

Noticing the strange looks from the crowd, their cheers gradually died down, and they sheepishly rubbed their noses.

Zhao Wuyuan noticed the cheers dying down around him, and looking at the calm-faced Chun Xiaobai, a look of fury immediately appeared on his Face.

"I am a Genius in the top thousand of the Qingyun Sect's Outer Sect. How could I be defeated so easily?"

Zhao Wuyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stomped his feet, raised his long sword, and charged at Chun Xiaobai again to kill him.

Mid-charge, a flash of ruthlessness crossed his eyes, and he condensed the spiritual energy within his body onto the sword blade!

"Holy sh*t, that's not playing fair!"

Chun Xiaobai sensed a fatal aura of death approaching rapidly, his heart skipping a beat.

This sword strike, condensed with spiritual energy, was clearly more than ten times faster than before!

Chun Xiaobai instantly pushed his concentration to the limit, yet he still couldn't catch that lightning-fast sword radiance.

Seeing that the sword was about to pierce through his forehead!

He gritted his teeth, unleashing all his strength, prepared for a desperate fight to the death!

However, at that moment, he suddenly felt his crown being tapped—not too lightly, not too heavily—by something, and his vision went slightly dark.

It was just that tap!

It caused Zhao Wuyuan's extreme sword momentum to appear, in his eyes, as if a slow-motion button had been pressed, its speed suddenly dropping a hundredfold.

Chun Xiaobai had no time to ponder the cause.

Relying on combat instinct, he gripped his long sword tightly, precisely finding a gap, and slashed diagonally upward!

"Oh no!"

Seeing this strike that returned to simplicity, Gu Changfeng didn't hesitate, moving his feet sharply.

"Hum!"

An invisible Sword Intent erupted from his body, instantly positioning itself in front of Zhao Wuyuan's chest.

"Clang!"

Almost the moment the Sword Intent formed, Chun Xiaobai's seemingly ordinary strike arrived like lightning, slashing against it and erupting in a deafening sound of metal clashing, making everyone's eardrums ache.

"This..."

Chun Xiaobai was stunned. "What's going on?"

"Did I hit a wall of air?"

Zhao Wuyuan, however, saw immediately that Elder Gu had used Sword Intent to help him block this fatal blow!

To have Elder Gu personally intervene to save him meant that, in terms of sword technique alone, he was already inferior to Chun Xiaobai!

However, at that moment, a cold glint condensed in his eyes. Taking advantage of Chun Xiaobai's momentary daze, he twisted his wrist, and his long sword once again thrust horizontally at Chun Xiaobai's throat from a tricky angle.