Chapter 67 – What Is Your Relationship With the Jianghai Sword God?

“It’s this swordplay again!”

Below the Martial Arts Stage, Elder Li widened his eyes and stood up excitedly from the VIP seats.

Back when the leeches ran rampant at Lishui Lake, Li Zixuan had relied on that fleeting sword light to successfully wound the Blood Demon.

Since that incident, Elder Li had questioned her about it repeatedly.

But Li Zixuan remained silent, unwilling to say another word, forcing Elder Li to drop the matter.

After all.

Regardless of where this swordplay came from, it was part of Li Zixuan’s destiny—an extremely precious cultivation opportunity. Given his deep affection for his disciple, he would never stoop to something as despicable as stealing techniques.

What he never expected was…

That after just a few days, when Li Zixuan executed this move again, its power had increased severalfold.

“Xuan Xuan has grown again in just a few days…”

Elder Li raised his head, gazing at the dazzling sword light filling the sky. The howling wind carried a momentum like a tsunami, overwhelming and vast.

In the spectator stands, thousands of viewers watched this spectacular scene alongside him, stunned and deeply shaken to their core.

Above in the heavens, celestial phenomena shifted abnormally.

Sword Intent surged like turbulent currents, two distinct Sword Qi clashing against each other like dueling dragons, shattering the sunlight and tearing apart the thick sea of clouds.

On the Martial Arts Stage, deep trenches and pits were scattered everywhere. The Star Power inscriptions at the four corners operated frantically, raising a Star Power curtain to protect the audience from the spreading Sword Qi.

Crack!

Faintly, a subtle cracking sound was heard.

The spectators followed the sound and saw tiny fissures appearing on the protective Star Power Array Formation, as if it could shatter at any moment!

Seeing this.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What kind of power was this?

They had to remember—this Array Formation was specifically designed for defense.

It could even withstand the residual waves from an expert at the early Innate Realm for a while!

But now…

It was being shaken by these two juniors who hadn’t even entered the Innate Realm?

Absurd!

The crowd exchanged glances, instantly shocked.

“As expected of prodigies—they’re truly fucking monstrous. I’m convinced!”

“Erupting with the might of an Innate expert while still in the Acquired Realm—how are the rest of us supposed to compete?”

Just as everyone was speaking.

The air pressure at the center of the arena intensified, forming a terrifying storm around the Array Formation. Countless strands of Sword Intent burst forth, violently crashing against the Star Power barrier.

People began to panic on the spot.

That Sword Qi was utterly terrifying; if it broke through, it would surely cause them harm.

They had only bought tickets to watch a show…

There was no need to lose their lives over it!

“Everyone, stay calm! This Array Formation won’t break!”

At that moment, Elder Li’s stern shout stabilized the emotions of the entire crowd.

The next instant.

Several surges of robust Star Power output covered the Star Power barrier. Yuwen Xuan and other experts worked together, replenishing the broken gaps.

The barrier stood firm as a rock, blocking the Sword Intent from the Martial Arts Stage from spreading outward.

In an instant, Sword Intent on the stage whirled up sand and dust, triggering a small-scale sandstorm.

Everyone’s vision was obstructed, making it difficult to see the battle inside clearly.

Now, all they could do was wait!

Only when the storm formed by the Sword Intent subsided and the dust settled would the Star Power barrier finally disperse.

Thinking of this.

The audience fell into silence.

Countless gazes converged on the center of the arena, awaiting the final outcome to be revealed…

…

A few minutes later.The Sword Intent on the Martial Arts Stage finally faded away.

The atmospheric pressure abruptly returned to normal, the Star Power barrier slowly dissipated, and the dust at the center scattered in all directions…

Seeing this, everyone quickly fixed their gaze on the center of the Martial Arts Stage.

There, Huyan Jian was kneeling on one knee, his Longsword broken, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his face as pale as paper.

And in front of him.

Li Zixuan stood proudly, raising her sword diagonally and pointing its tip at Huyan Jian’s brow, her expression still cold and unfeeling.

“The outcome is decided.”

She spoke softly, her tone devoid of any emotion.

Hearing this, Huyan Jian slowly rose to his feet, still gripping the broken sword, and looked at Li Zixuan with a complicated expression.

Humiliation, unwillingness, helplessness… all sorts of bitter emotions churned in his chest, but in the end, he only managed to mutter:

“Yes… I lost.”

As his words fell.

The entire venue erupted in an uproar, with countless people in the audience shouting Li Zixuan’s name.

The roar of the crowd rolled like thunder, deafening, as if it were the clamorous gongs and drums of the New Year.

“She won! Senior Sister Li won!”

“The Sword Saint’s disciple’s winning streak has ended here in Jianghai! How satisfying!”

“Our Jianghai Martial Arts Academy is the best in the world!”

In the audience, students from the academy embraced one another, savoring the moment of joy.

Li Zixuan’s victory in this battle held immense significance—it was no longer just a personal duel but a covert struggle between entire factions.

Glory to one is glory to all; loss to one is loss to all!

People in the audience took out their phones to take selfies, capturing this historic moment.

“Damn, Old Qin, you actually guessed it right.”

In the crowd, Xia He took out his phone, turned his back to the Martial Arts Stage, and adjusted his selfie angle.

“Just luck.”

Qin Yang smiled, feeling quite pleased at the moment, and slung an arm over Xia He’s shoulder as they took a photo together.

Click!

After taking the photo.

Xia He looked at Qin Yang beside him and couldn’t resist teasing:

“I didn’t expect this girl to be so strong. You better watch out, Old Qin, or one day you might piss her off and she’ll slice you in half with her sword, haha.”

Qin Yang smiled without responding.

Their conversation was drowned out by the chaotic noise of the scene.

The audience was filled with clamor and commotion, enveloping the entire Martial Arts Plaza.

Huyan Jian listened to the noise from the spectators, glanced down at the broken sword in his hand, and murmured in a daze:

“I actually lost…”

“I will be back.”

He muttered under his breath, then turned stiffly and walked toward the edge of the plaza.

His figure looked lonely, his movements rigid, like a marionette with its strings cut…

“Hey.”

Li Zixuan, seeing this, was about to call out to him when she suddenly felt a chill down her spine!

A oppressive aura descended as Yuwen Xuan silently appeared behind her.

“Impressive. I never expected a small place like Jianghai to produce a talent like you.”

Yuwen Xuan laughed heartily, stepping forward to praise Li Zixuan.

As he spoke, he glanced at Huyan Jian’s retreating figure. “Don’t worry about my disciple. I’ll handle him.”

“Mm.”

Li Zixuan responded with neither humility nor arrogance, cupping her hands respectfully toward Yuwen Xuan. “You flatter me, Senior.”

“Heh.”

Yuwen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing Li Zixuan up and down like a kindly elder.

The atmosphere was peaceful.

Some reporters on the scene rushed over, raised their cameras, and pressed the shutter, immediately capturing this tranquil moment.Li Zixuan looked at the reporters, raising her hand to shield herself from the flashing lights as she prepared to leave the arena.

Suddenly!

The voice of the Sword Saint echoed in her mind.

“Little girl, what is your relationship with the Jianghai Sword God?”

As the words fell.

Li Zixuan’s pupils constricted abruptly, her heart instantly pounding wildly, yet she forced herself to remain calm and whispered:

“This junior does not understand what the senior means.”

Hearing this.

Yuwen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, cast a meaningful glance at Li Zixuan, and merely chuckled softly without saying another word.

Then he turned and walked in the direction where Huyan Jian had departed.

(End of Chapter)