Chapter 46: Chapter 42: One-Sword Kill
Zhong Ming was not weak, but Xie Yuzhu was simply stronger.
She was at the mid-stage of Qi Cultivation and had been tempered by Heavenly and Earthly Treasures. This allowed her to control seven flying swords at once, each moving with incredible speed and immense force.
Each time, Zhong Ming had to use his full strength just to parry her attacks.
What frustrated him even more was that she had seven such swords.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
The seven flying swords crisscrossed to form a
of blades, threatening to trap and kill him.
WHOOSH...
It was only because Zhong Ming’s Swordsmanship, Stepping Technique, and Breathing Skill had all reached the Third Realm of Refinement that he could endure. He could also rely on his Flow of Water to conjure Mist and Illusion Techniques; otherwise, he would have been completely overwhelmed.
But even so, Zhong Ming was struggling to defend himself.
However, Zhong Ming’s performance had already satisfied Granny Lan, who had accompanied Xie Yuzhu.
’This Zhong Ming is worth recruiting... He could serve as the Young Miss’s Guardian.’
Although she recognized Zhong Ming’s Talent, Granny Lan still believed his potential was limited to becoming a Guardian.
At the same time, she also believed that Zhong Ming... was on the verge of defeat.
She wasn’t the only one who thought Zhong Ming would lose. Qi Hong, Yang Chen, and the others, who all had high hopes for Zhong Ming’s future, also shook their heads in regret.
Shi Yun: "A pity..."
Qi Hong: "It truly is a shame. If Xie Yuzhu were just an ordinary mid-stage Qi Cultivation Cultivator, Zhong Ming might have had a chance to win with his multiple Third Realm Cultivation Techniques. But she’s no ordinary cultivator; she’s a scion of a great family, and an elite one at that."
As they sighed, Xie Yuzhu, finding her sustained assault fruitless, formed another hand seal for a Technique.
"Heavy Mountain Sword, triple the pressure!"
HUMMM!
At Xie Yuzhu’s cry, the patterns on one of the seven swords besieging Zhong Ming suddenly activated, emitting an earthy yellow glow.
The moment the light touched Zhong Ming, his body sank abruptly.
But that wasn’t the end.
"Fine Snow, freeze!"
With another sharp cry from Xie Yuzhu, one of the seven swords—a translucent blade that seemed forged from ice—unleashed a bone-chilling cold.
The intense chill froze the water Zhong Ming had summoned, even causing his own body to grow cold and stiff.
At this, Zhong Ming knew he was about to lose.
’I’m not afraid of the mid-stage of Qi Cultivation. With several of my Cultivation Techniques at the Third Realm, I have what it takes to fight a mid-stage Qi Cultivation Cultivator.’
’Seven flying swords on their own don’t scare me either.’
’If Xie Yuzhu were only in the early stage of Qi Cultivation, her swords wouldn’t be this powerful, nor could she control all seven at once.’
’Their speed and power wouldn’t be so terrifying.’
’In that case, I could have used my Flow of Water to easily trap them in a vortex, leaving them no escape.’
’Unfortunately, Xie Yuzhu is a combination of both.’
’She has profound Magical Power and devastatingly sharp flying swords. A person like her is a prodigy among those in the mid-stage of Qi Cultivation.’
’Fighting above one’s realm usually means challenging an ordinary Cultivator. But when you’re a prodigy and so is your opponent, fighting someone in a higher realm is simply impossible.’
Qi Hong: "Sigh, defeating a prodigy from a higher realm is never easy. But Zhong Ming still has a chance. If one more of his Cultivation Techniques or his Swordsmanship breaks through by the end of the month, he might have a chance to... contend with Xie Yuzhu."
Seeing Zhong Ming on the verge of defeat, no one mocked or blamed him.
Even his opponent, Xie Yuzhu, thought Zhong Ming was incredibly strong.
’He’s so strong. If we were in the same realm and I didn’t have so many Magical Artifacts, I would be no match for him in this duel.’
With even his opponent’s admiration, Zhong Ming’s impending defeat seemed entirely understandable.
But while others might find it acceptable, Zhong Ming himself refused to concede.
He did not want to lose, especially not at the hands of such a young girl.
’Understandable? Demonic Fiends and monsters don’t care about excuses!’
’Natural advantages? Too many people have them. Am I supposed to just give up every time I meet one of them?’
He refused to accept it. He was unwilling to yield. He would not lose.
A torrent of frustration built up in Zhong Ming’s heart, leaving him feeling suffocated and furious.
Even now, with defeat all but certain, these emotions prevented Zhong Ming from simply giving up.
Far from stopping, he pushed all other thoughts from his mind, focusing on a single desire.
’I must win!’
This indomitable will, this refusal to accept defeat, was so intense that it stirred something within Zhong Ming’s Sea of Consciousness.
As it stirred, the aura surrounding Zhong Ming changed in an instant.
It became majestic, domineering, grander, and more vast.
ROAR!
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