Chapter 765: Chapter 765 Sword Dao [35th Update] Chapter 765: Chapter 765 Sword Dao [35th Update] Li Fugui and Li Zhen were the other two mbers of the Li Family, aside from Li Xiaoyao, who had made it into the top six to top three contestants; they drew their lots before Li Xiaoyao.
Li Longxiang and the other two seed calm and collected, but in reality, they were already as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
“Number one.” Li Fugui shook the bamboo stick in his hand and sighed, knowing that no matter who their opponent was, the top three were out of reach for them.
Li Longxiang visibly relaxed, raised his eyebrows at Li Qinglong and the other, feeling quite pleased.
“Number two.” Li Zhen casually showed the number on his bamboo stick, and Li Fenghua also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Qinglong’s face turned the color of liver.
In the end, the one to face Li Xiaoyao was still this unfortunate soul.
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Li Xiaoyao also symbolically took out the last bamboo stick, which had a large “three” written at the bottom.
Almost all the clan mbers in the spectator’s stand could feel the frustration in Li Qinglong’s heart.
He had the strength to contend for the top three spots, of course, that was if Li Xiaoyao was excluded.
He initially thought he would secure a spot in the forbidden grounds without any issues, only to be unexpectedly blocked by Li Xiaoyao at the very last mont.
At this point, Li Qinglong really wanted to say, “What can I do? I’m also in despair.”
He truly was in despair, facing a freak like Li Xiaoyao, he had practically no chance of winning.
The mbers of the Ancient Li Family were feeling very conflicted at this mont.
On one hand, they admired Li Xiaoyao; on the other hand, they felt sowhat annoyed that as a mber of the Xuan Country’s Li Family, he hogged all the lilight in the family competition and even made the three recognized prodigies of the Li Family feel nervous.
Deep down, they still couldn’t truly accept Li Xiaoyao as one of their own.
The first match was Li Longxiang versus Li Fugui.
Li Longxiang lived up to his reputation as the number one powerhouse, with his Third Rank Spirit Condensation Realm Cultivation Level; aside from Li Xiaoyao, no one in the Li Family could defeat him.
The second match was Li Fenghua versus Li Zhen.
It was an unsurprising battle. Li Fenghua, as fierce and powerful as ever in her attacks, sent Li Zhen, a tall and burly man over one ter eighty, flying off the stage with her violent punches.
The third match was the one the clan mbers were most looking forward to.
Li Xiaoyao versus Li Qinglong.
This battle, in theory, should have had no surprises, but the contestants were Li Qinglong, a genius, and Li Xiaoyao, who had risen like a dark horse.
Each, when taken separately, was a genius far beyond the reach of the clan mbers.
Yet, it was these two remarkable geniuses who were matched against each other, adding many intriguing aspects to the fight almost imperceptibly.
Biting the bullet, Li Qinglong stepped onto the stage. Li Xiaoyao also leisurely strolled up.
Even without showing a trace of his aura, Li Qinglong still felt an unprecedented pressure when facing Li Xiaoyao.
This pressure ca from Li Xiaoyao himself.
Just standing there, he was like a trendous dragon, exuding a powerful and oppressive Dragon Might without even trying.
“Hum~”
Drawn Longsword, Li Qinglong lightly cut through the void, raised his head to gaze at Li Xiaoyao, and said, “Don’t hold back. I want you to fight with all your strength! Even if I’m defeated, I want to lose with dignity.”
“I will.” Li Xiaoyao drew the Seven Star Ancient Sword, and his aura peaked at this mont, his Second Rank Spirit Condensation Realm and his vast spiritual power almost taking shape, like a roaring dragon.
Li Qinglong had an illusion, as if he was facing not Li Xiaoyao, but a gigantic dragon.
His heartbeat couldn’t help but quicken, his lips felt sowhat dry, and he thought to himself, “This is probably his true strength!”
It was too terrifying, just too terrifying.
Li Qinglong’s cultivation level was on par with that of Li Xiaoyao, both at the second rank of the Spirit Condensation Realm. Although their cultivation levels were the sa, facing Li Xiaoyao, he felt an inexplicable timidity about making a move, and he believed that even if it were Li Longxiang or Li Fenghua, it would be the sa.
How on earth did this freakish guy cultivate?
Without comparison, there is no harm; before eting the freak that is Li Xiaoyao, Li Qinglong always felt that with his cultivation talent, he could rank within the top ten of the entire Ancient Sect.
However, the appearance of Li Xiaoyao brutally and thoroughly shattered the little confidence he had in his heart.
He finally understood that in this world, there are so people whom no matter how hard he tried, he simply couldn’t surpass.
Li Xiaoyao was one of those people.
“Ha!”
With a loud shout, Li Qinglong cheered himself on, his feet stomping down hard on the platform, spreading intricate cracks around like a spider web.
Li Qinglong, sword in hand, rushed towards Li Xiaoyao with a determined, fearless gaze. The blade of the sword tore through the void, aid at Li Xiaoyao, intending to pierce him thoroughly.
And in this all-out, self-sacrificing state, he actually felt as if he and his precious sword were becoming one.
“Huh, this young man’s Sword Dao seems to have improved,” Li Jingjiu cast a slightly surprised glance at Li Qinglong on the platform, and in that mont, Li Qinglong seed to enter so mystically profound state. This state was similar to enlightennt, yet a tier below that, but it was also quite rare.
Li Xiaoyao naturally sensed the change in Li Qinglong’s state and initially planned to respect Li Qinglong as his opponent and defeat him with one strike. Now, he had changed his mind.
Understanding how rare this state was, having entered into a state of enlightennt himself once, Li Xiaoyao understood it better than anyone.
“Then let help you this ti.”
Facing that all-conquering strike, Li Xiaoyao’s wrist flicked lightly, displaying the Sword Control Nine Forms.
A casual, light draw of his sword easily deflected the attack.
Li Qinglong, as if anticipating this, shifted his sword sideways and slashed towards Li Xiaoyao.
Both n moved extrely slowly with each move and form, causing the clan mbers watching the duel to feel very strange.
Though their movents were slow, they felt that these seemingly simple strikes were unavoidable.
It was as if the sword moves contained so kind of mysterious essence.
“Sword Dao, this is Sword Dao!”
Li Longxiang’s eyes shone brightly, and his voice even trembled a little.
Li Fenghua had never seen him so excited. Hearing his words, she was also greatly astonished, “Sword Dao?”
“Qinglong is so damn lucky,” Li Longxiang said with so envy, “Faced with Li Xiaoyao’s unreserved montum, he was not only undaunted or thinking of retreating, but instead, he sought survival in a desperate situation, achieved a breakthrough, becoming one with the sword, and by a stroke of chance, he stepped into the threshold of the Sword Dao.”
Li Qinglong was indeed lucky, not just because he stumbled into the threshold of the Sword Dao, but also because he encountered a willing guide in Li Xiaoyao.
Thus, a strange scene unfolded on the duel platform.
Li Qinglong, with eyes tightly shut, wielded his sword, alternating between lifts and stabs, without any discernible pattern, not even resembling a complete set of sword techniques.
In contrast, Li Xiaoyao’s every stroke was as smooth as drifting clouds and flowing water, fluid and extrely aesthetically pleasing.
The two of them exchanged moves in what looked like a slow Tai Chi dance, but to the clansn watching, it sohow felt full of deep camaraderie.
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