si-mexico Chapter 107 Personal Instruction in Swordsmanship?
Chapter 107 Personal Instruction in Swordsmanship?
Xie Wanning turned around and saw Tian Ruochun struggling to get up. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly went forward to help Tian Ruochun.
Tian Ruochun glanced at Ye Qianqian but didn't say anything.
Her gaze shifted to Elder Zhou, and she said, “Elder Zhou, I lost this match. The moment I fell, I saw Fellow Daoist Xu rushing towards me, and then I lost consciousness. According to the rules, I could no longer fight when I fell, and the outcome of this match was already decided. Therefore, Fellow Daoist Xu came on stage after the match had ended, so it doesn’t count as interrupting the match’s progress, and she doesn’t need to be punished.”
Elder Zhou hesitated, unsure whether to believe Tian Ruochun's words. After all, he hadn't clearly seen the competition and it was difficult to be sure that what Tian Ruochun said was true.
"Elder Zhou, Fellow Daoist Xu was wrong to trespass into the arena. Are you going to break the rules of the competition?" Ye Qianqian was a little flustered. She failed to kill Tian Ruochun, all because Xu Weilin rushed in halfway. She was very unhappy and naturally wouldn't let Xu Weilin get away with it.
Xie Wanning lowered her eyes in thought, then suddenly laughed: "Elder Zhou, as a Nascent Soul stage expert, you must be fully aware of what just happened. I heard the explosion and, after discerning the fluctuations in spiritual energy, discovered that Fellow Daoist Tian's spiritual energy was very weak, which is why I came to rescue him. Your cultivation is profound, so you must know everything that just happened, and therefore you should know that I didn't enter the arena before the competition ended. If even you are unaware of the situation just now, then how can this competition be considered fair?"
Elder Zhou pondered the matter carefully and found Xu Weilin's words to be reasonable. Although he couldn't see what had happened on the arena, he couldn't say anything. Even if Xu Weilin went onto the arena to save someone, if he continued to pursue the matter, he feared that his inability to see the arena clearly would be exposed.
"Alright, I hereby declare that Xu Weilin has not violated the competition rules. Ye Qianqian of Qingyun Sect's Sword Peak is the winner of this competition!"
A cheer erupted from the audience as Xie Wanning picked up Tian Ruochun and left, ignoring Ye Qianqian's gloomy gaze.
Upon arriving at the medical room prepared by Fu Feng, Xie Wanning placed Tian Ruochun on the bed and asked with concern, "Fellow Daoist Tian, how are you feeling? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Tian Ruochun remained indifferent and simply replied, "I'm fine."
Xie Wanning knew that Tian Ruochun wouldn't accept her right away, so she took out three Grade 7 Recovery Pills and placed them next to Tian Ruochun, saying gently, "Take good care of your injuries, I'll come to see you again later."
With that, Xie Wanning prepared to leave.
Tian Ruochun called out to her, a hint of doubt in her voice: "Fellow Daoist Xu, we don't know each other, why are you so kind to me?"
Tian Ruochun thought of how Xu Weilin had cheered her on and rushed onto the stage to save her. How could she not feel Xu Weilin's feelings?
However, right now, she's only dragging others down with her.
"I..." Xie Wanning didn't turn her head, but clenched her fists, wanting to admit her identity.
However, she will only cause trouble for Tian Ruochun.
"Take good care of yourself, Tian Ruochun."
Xie Wanning left without looking back. It had taken all her courage to call out Tian Ruochun's name, as if saying Tian Ruochun's name would bring them closer.
As Tian Ruochun watched the figure grow smaller and smaller in the distance, a tremor ran through her heart.
"Xu Weilin".
Xie Wanning stood still, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Don't come any closer to me." The icy voice reached Xie Wanning's ears, and she almost collapsed.
"Okay," Xie Wanning replied, then fled as if escaping.
Day two.
Xie Wanning slept in late until her room door was pounded on loudly before she finally got up.
"Master, what's wrong?" Xie Wanning rubbed her eyes. She hadn't been able to fall asleep until the early hours of the morning last night.
"Xiaolin, your swordsmanship competition is about to begin. I didn't see you in the arena. I didn't expect you to still be sleeping." Lin Xuanjin was both anxious and helpless. She was clearly the disciple he trusted the most. What had happened to her these past few days?
Xie Wanning arrived at the sword fighting arena, where her opponent was Song Huai'an.
Xie Wanning was not surprised and greeted him naturally: "Fellow Daoist Song, it's been a long time!"
Song Huai'an's eyes remained indifferent, offering no reaction as he calmly and slowly wiped the Golden Cloud Sword in his hand.
Xie Wanning's smile froze slightly. She ignored Song Huai'an and began to stretch her muscles and move her body.
"The competition is about to begin! Song Huai'an of the Qingyun Sect's Sword Peak will face off against Xu Weilin of the Muxue Sect!"
The crowd erupted in cheers, almost drowning out the voices supporting Song Huai'an. Whether they were disciples of the Qingyun Sect or disciples of other sects, they had all long heard of Song Huai'an's great name. After all, he was a once-in-a-century genius in the cultivation world, possessing a natural sword physique, and his swordsmanship was second only to Yan Ze. Everyone had high hopes for Song Huai'an.
Xie Wanning saw her fellow disciples from the Twilight Snow Sect waving and cheering for her from the opposite stands. Her master was watching her from the high platform where the sect leader was, his gaze gentle and trusting. This relieved Xie Wanning's nervousness, and she calmly drew her sword.
Xie Wanning's sword is a seventh-grade treasure sword, which she obtained in a secret chamber within the Void Realm. The sword is silver-white, gleaming with a cold light, and the hilt is carved with plum blossoms.
Xie Wan Ning looked at the sword in her hand and thought that since she didn't have a natal sword, and this sword had been with her for so long, she would give it a name.
"You shall call yourself Hanmei Sword," Xie Wanning said, deftly performing a beautiful sword flourish.
Then, she turned her gaze to Song Huai'an.
"Fellow Daoist Song, please enlighten me."
Song Huai'an remained silent, but the sword in his hand gleamed with a dazzling golden light in the sunlight.
"The competition begins!"
At her command, Xie Wanning made the first move. Her figure was as fast as lightning, and she arrived in front of Song Huai'an in an instant.
The Cold Plum Sword in her hand attacked Song Huai'an swiftly like a vengeful ghost, carrying an unstoppable killing intent.
However, Song Huai'an merely raised his eyes slightly, and the sword in his hand transformed into more than a dozen sharp swords, blocking Xie Wanning's attack.
Xie Wanning swiftly and decisively severed several swords, only to find that Song Huai'an had long since disappeared, and at the same time, more than a dozen sword blades appeared all around her.
Due to the requirements of the competition, Xie Wanning cannot use any defensive magical artifacts.
Xie Wanning could only quickly cut off the remaining swords and react swiftly to catch several blades.
However, with so many swords moving so fast, her defenses were riddled with holes, and instantly, dozens of bright red welts appeared on Xie Wanning's body.
Xie Wanning forced herself to stay upright, her eyes quickly scanning her surroundings, but she couldn't see Song Huai'an. She could only hear the whistling wind in the air and a few blurry afterimages.
This is the fourth move of the Qingyun Sword Technique – Like a Shadow.
Xie Wanning noticed with surprise that Song Huai'an's Qingyun Sword Technique was very authentic. She instantly understood that Song Huai'an had also discovered the secret of Wenjian Cliff and received the inheritance from the Qingyun Sect's patriarch.
How to do this?