Chapter 66 – No Matter How Many Swords You Have, I'll Defeat Them All With Just One Sword!

At Jianghai Martial Arts Academy, beneath the Martial Arts Stage.

Colorful flags fluttered across the spectator stands. The temporarily erected seating rose like towering walls, completely filled with eagerly awaiting audiences.

They chanted in unison, their discussions roaring like thunder while waves of cheers cascaded one after another!

Clang!

On the Martial Arts Stage, two distinct figures—one dark, one light—darted past each other. Cold blade flashes erupted like startling lightning, releasing powerful currents that whipped up gusts of wind, accompanied by piercing metallic screeches!

Li Zixuan and Huyan Jian stood facing each other with drawn swords, clashing in a contest of Sword Intent.

Blade met blade.

Resonating like chimes from an ancient bell.

In mere moments, their feet shifted multiple times. After over a dozen exchanges, neither could gain the upper hand.

The next instant.

Their figures simultaneously disengaged, standing opposed on the Martial Arts Stage.

Huyan Jian stared at Li Zixuan’s calm and composed demeanor, his eyes burning with fervor.

“Excellent! I must admit, you truly surprise me!”

Huyan Jian laughed heartily, stretching his corded muscles as veins on his neck twisted like enraged serpents.

“I never expected such a rewarding encounter during my visit to Jianghai!”

The stronger Li Zixuan appeared now, the more exhilarated he felt.

After all.

The thrill of conquering the powerful was utterly addictive!

“Madman.”

Observing Huyan Jian’s ferocious expression, Zi Xuan frowned delicately, recalling what Elder Li had once told her about him.

Huyan Jian was born with an obsession for the sword.

Only through madness could one truly master it.

Since childhood, he had displayed extraordinary swordsmanship.

He once fought off wolf packs with a mere stick in the wilderness and single-handedly eradicated bands of fugitive bandits roaming the Grassland.

Later, after meeting his master, the Grassland Sword Saint, he abandoned his original name, severing all ties to his past. He kept only the character “Jian” (sword) to embody his Sword Dao.

“Dealing with a madman requires extreme caution.”

With this thought, Li Zixuan slowly retreated a step, raising her sword guardedly as she watched Huyan Jian’s movements.

Though confident in her victory,

she was not arrogant enough to underestimate him.

Huyan Jian had long roamed the vast Grasslands, wild and fierce, specializing in lethal sword techniques.

Their earlier clash had been perilous.

In just a few breaths, Huyan Jian had launched fifty-three strikes, each a deadly thrust aimed at Li Zixuan’s vital points.

Had she not been slightly more skilled, she might have been run through already!

This realization struck her.

Li Zixuan shifted several steps to the left, circling Huyan Jian in a smooth arc as they faced off.

Sometimes, victory hinged on a single moment—timing was everything.

The standoff reached a deadlock…

The audience held their breath, countless eyes fixed intently on the Martial Arts Stage.

Boom!

Huyan Jian’s toe tapped the ground, instantly shattering it into a deep crater as he charged forward again, his posture like a tiger pouncing on a lamb.

Unflinching, Li Zixuan seized the moment and met his advance.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A rapid series of clashing swords rang out!

The intense sound waves surged as their longswords collided repeatedly, creating a deafening cacophony that actually injured the eardrums of several spectators!)

Yet despite this, the two remained locked in fierce combat, trapped in an seemingly unresolvable stalemate!

Li Zixuan maintained her composure, continuously parrying and striking, while Huyan Jian’s expression grew increasingly savage, twisting into an almost uncontrollable excitement.”Right! Just like that! The more you struggle, the happier I am!”

Huyan Jian laughed maniacally, his eyes crimson red as if possessed by demons.

Boom!

The next moment, the Sword Intent around him instantly surged, dividing from one into two, then three, rapidly multiplying into hundreds upon thousands of Sword Qi strands—dense, terrifying, and overwhelming!

“Not good!”

Li Zixuan sensed the danger, a sharp sense of crisis abruptly washing over her.

This must be some kind of trump card, causing his current abnormal state.

Thinking this, Li Zixuan’s movement faltered, and she immediately withdrew from the fierce battle, retreating several meters away from Huyan Jian.

But even after she evaded, the Sword Qi around Huyan Jian showed no signs of dissipating, continuing to swell wildly.

The Sword Intent divided endlessly, directly forming a pillar that pierced through heaven and earth, shredding the clouds in the sky!

Countless distinct Sword Qi strands converged within it, ever-changing yet unified as one.

“Myriad Swords Return?!”

Elder Li, watching from below the stage, was instantly struck speechless.

“The Sword Saint actually taught him even this?!”

He turned to look at Yuwen Xuan beside him, his heart sinking to the depths.

This was the very signature technique that made the Grassland Sword Saint famous back in the day—Myriad Swords Return!

When mastered to perfection, it could condense over ten thousand Sword Qi strands to destroy heaven and earth!

Even though Huyan Jian’s current strength was still weak, far from matching the Sword Saint’s former prowess, he had nonetheless condensed over a thousand Sword Qi strands.

Killing someone a realm above him would be effortless!

But Li Zixuan was only in the Acquired Realm—how could she possibly block this strike?

The spectators gazed up at the towering pillar of Sword Qi, countless Sword Intent swirling within, leaving no room to approach.

Even from below the stage, they could feel an immense pressure, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

“It’s over, it’s over. Senior Sister Li is surely defeated.”

“This is cheating! How is anyone supposed to fight against this?”

“It’s too insane. Is this what battles between geniuses are like?”

Amid the clamor around her, Li Zixuan’s typically expressionless face now showed a trace of gravity for the first time, her thoughts in turmoil.

On the Martial Arts Stage, Sword Intent ran rampant.

One wrong move, and she would lose everything!

What should she do?

How should she strike next?

In that instant, a flood of chaotic thoughts arose, and she found herself somewhat lost.

But just as Li Zixuan was confused.

Suddenly!

A familiar voice echoed in her mind.

“A swordsman must press forward fearlessly, with unwavering courage. Disciple, you must believe in the sword in your hand—it can sweep away all obstacles.”

The calm and steady voice reverberated, unveiling the ultimate truth of the Sword Dao.

Like a pillar stabilizing the seas, it instantly suppressed all chaotic thoughts.

“Master?!”

Hearing the voice, Li Zixuan felt a surge of joy, and her mind and body suddenly calmed, no longer as panicked as before.

So her master was also here, watching over her all along.

In that case…

What was there to worry about?

He was her guiding beacon, peerless in strength. All she needed to do was press forward fearlessly!

“I will definitely not disappoint you, Master!”

Amid the howling wind, Li Zixuan resolutely strode toward Huyan Jian, her hair flowing in the breeze as an even more formidable Sword Intent erupted.

The Sword Qi of One Sword Opens Heaven’s Gate swept forth.

Her expression cold, Li Zixuan simply raised her sword calmly, facing the myriad Sword Qi strands on Huyan Jian’s side with a stern gaze.

One sword against a thousand.Though outnumbered a thousand to one, I shall march forward.

“Even if you unleash a thousand sword strikes, so what? I shall break them all with a single swing!”

The next moment.

Her sword swept out as if cleaving through the Sky Gate, piercing all obstructing Sword Qi in its path like passing through unguarded territory, heading straight for Huyan Jian’s head.

In that instant!

Huyan Jian, at the eye of the Sword Qi storm, paled abruptly!

Li Zixuan’s blade gleamed with crystalline clarity.

Reflected in it were the stunned faces of the crowd, as if capturing all the myriad expressions of humanity!

(End of Chapter)