Chapter 162: Chapter 148: Truly the Woman I Admire

On the platform, the golden airflow surrounding Kuimu Quan was repelled somewhat.

His dark red eyes gradually regained clarity.

Chu Huaixu had indeed mastered the Fearless Sword Intent, having eradicated fear.

But clearly, fear doesn’t disappear; it just shifts elsewhere.

Others began to fear him somewhat.

However, young people are all about not losing face, especially since Kuimu Quan cultivated the path of madness.

Thus, after a few seconds of hesitation, he immediately said, “Heh—! Chu Huaixu, I’m looking forward to facing you in the finals!”

After speaking, he sheathed his sword and leapt off the stage.

“Finals?”

“What does the final have to do with you?” Chu Huaixu said to himself.

When he played ’Borrowed Sword’, he couldn’t stand this guy who acted like he owned the world. If given the chance, he indeed wouldn’t mind teaching him a lesson.

But it certainly wouldn’t be in the final battle!

At this moment, the Daoist disciples around him saw him protecting Han Shuangjiang behind him and cast curious glances.

With one look, Chu Huaixu could tell the meaning behind their eyes—they were shipping them.

Han Shuangjiang looked at him with a slightly resentful gaze.

You took all the limelight, but I have to bear all the rumors within the Daoist sect.

Seeing her look at him like that, Chu Huaixu immediately understood the meaning behind her gaze.

He quickly cupped his hands to the senior brothers and sisters around him and said, “I would never let down the momentum of our Daoist sect! If the chance arises, I will definitely put him in his place!”

Seeing his attempts to cover up, and Han Shuangjiang’s resentful and blaming gaze, everyone suddenly found it even more enjoyable to ship them.

“This couple looks so perfectly matched!”

On the high platform, Chu Yinyin sat on a tall wooden chair, her little feet dangling in the air, just thinking: “That felt good, so good.”

She really wasn’t suitable for bullying the small with the big, but my future disciple is just right!

“Spring and Autumn Mountain is indeed a Righteous sect, won’t do anything inappropriate, but their cultivation technique is just so annoying.” She thought to herself.

At this, she suddenly remembered that her cultivation technique also had obvious flaws!

Chu Yinyin instantly became despondent, glancing moodily at the voluptuous figures of Nangong Yue and Mei Chuxue, just feeling a bit dizzy from the exaggerated curves.

—In that instant, she felt even more irritated.

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Time passed, and this round of the East Continent tournament had entirely concluded.

The remaining sixteen were the elite among elites of the East Continent.

However, for the people of Luotian Valley, this tournament practically held no meaning anymore.

The top-seeded contestant was eliminated early by Chu Huaixu, and it would be good if the rest managed to make it into the top eight.

From the perspective of the format, this system was somewhat luck-based.

But from the ultimate standpoint, the East Continent tournament was just about selecting one ultimate champion to enter the Origin Spirit Realm.

The focus was solely on that champion position!

After these two days of rest, Xu Ziqing’s left arm had already recovered.

Jiang Zhi looked at him, nodded slightly, and said, “Those who refine the body, their injuries do recover faster indeed.”

He glanced the young man up and down, saying, “But I still have to tell you, if you wield the sword with your left hand, you’re not a match for Chu Huaixu.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Ziqing immediately replied with the utmost seriousness: “Junior Martial Uncle, I know that I am indeed far inferior to Senior Brother.”

Jiang Zhi looked at him and just felt his temper rising again!

With the continuous victories in the East Continent tournament, the youthful spirit that Xu Ziqing had once lost was gradually returning.

He seemed to be transforming back into that spirited young swordsman from the Swordsmanship Family.

But whenever it involved Chu Huaixu, he would adopt a different demeanor.

“Simply not an ounce of competitiveness!” Jiang Zhi internally cursed.

During this period, every time he heard Xu Ziqing mention Chu Huaixu, he felt his head spinning.

At this moment, looking at the young man, he asked, “Have you never thought of defeating him? Never thought of being that East Continent champion?”

“But Junior Martial Uncle, how could I possibly defeat Senior Brother?” he answered as if it was obvious, with those exceptionally clear eyes full of confusion.

The young man possessed a heart as pure as a child, thus was this sincere.

Jiang Zhi already disliked Chu Huaixu a lot and, after having trained him for so long, felt even more frustrated.

“You wield the Daoist Ancestor Sword, and you still think you’re inferior!” he scolded angrily.

Seeing the elder of his sect angry, Xu Ziqing immediately apologized, “Junior Martial Uncle, please calm down, Ziqing was wrong.”

But he still added, “However, if I wield the sword with my right hand, it wouldn’t be me defeating Senior Brother but the sword defeating Senior Brother.”

Once again, he silently recited the words on the Gentleman Stele: “A gentleman uses tools, not made use of by tools.”

The young man felt there was nothing wrong with what he said; it was quite justifiable.

Lying in the rattan chair, Jiang Zhi glanced at him impatiently and began waving his hand, “Go back to cultivation, and later go to the Martial Arts Arena for the draw.”

“Yes.” Xu Ziqing replied respectfully.

This Daoist Junior Martial Uncle watched the back of the young man, but in his heart, he was still pondering over his words.

—It was the Daoist Ancestor Sword that defeated Senior Brother, not me.

Raising that unremarkable face, he gazed at the clouds in the sky, drifting by, lost in thought.

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A new round of drawing lots soon began.

However, during the draw, Geng Tianhe did not show up, instead having a Sword Sect junior brother draw on his behalf.

This Sword Sect disciple said to Niu Yuanshan, “Steward, Senior Brother Geng Tianhe has recently felt something in his heart, and today he is still in seclusion. May I draw lots for him instead?”

“Sure,” Old Niu chuckled.

Those around them listened to their conversation, digesting the hidden message within.

“Is Geng Tianhe about to break through?” everyone wondered.

Everyone knew he was already at the Half-Step Sword Intent Realm.

“If he also comprehends Sword Intent, wouldn’t it mean there are three Heaven-Defying Sword Cultivators in the First Realm in this East Continent contest!” Many people felt increasingly hopeless.

Stop it, stop it! Let you sword cultivators take the top few places!

Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang exchanged a glance, not thinking too much about it.

Xu Ziqing followed behind them and didn’t think much either.

He was just marveling in his heart, “Senior Brother said he’s already broken through to the Seventh Heaven, how fast!”

Everyone lined up to draw their lots one by one from the box.

The Sword Sect disciple who drew lots for Geng Tianhe was towards the back.

After drawing, he carefully asked with his number 6 lot ticket in hand, “Um… Which senior brother or sister has lot number six?”

After he spoke, he silently recited two names in his mind, praying to the Profound Yellow Sword Dao, “Please don’t let it be one of those two for Senior Brother Geng, please don’t!”

His prayers were soon answered.

A voice came from the left.

Chu Huaixu slightly raised his hand with the ticket and said, “Oh, I am number six.”

In an instant, the Sword Sect disciple felt like he was struck by lightning.

Ah! My cursed hands!

Going back, my fellow disciples will probably scold me to death!

Meanwhile, the other participants breathed a sigh of relief.

Some were even gloating.

“Let them with Sword Intent fight against each other! At least one will be eliminated!”

The rest also started looking for their drawn opponents.

The female cultivator from Luotian Valley, whose strength was second only to Zhao Xinghan, drew Xu Ziqing.

This rather attractive female disciple’s face turned extremely grim, feeling that her luck was truly awful!

This meant that Luotian Valley’s journey in the East Continent contest might end here.

Besides her, only one other person from Luotian Valley advanced to this round.

But that junior brother advanced by sheer luck, narrowly winning due to his Cultivation Technique attribute countering the opponent.

This female disciple named Feng Qiushui let out a long sigh.

“We might be about to record Luotian Valley’s worst performance in years, with not a single person advancing to the top eight…”

“How can we face going back to the Sect?” She felt immense pressure.

Among the Four Great Sects, naturally, some are happy while others are worried.

Kuimu Quan from Spring and Autumn Mountain was secretly enjoying himself at the side.

“Haha, Geng Tianhe encountered Chu Huaixu, even if he has comprehended Sword Intent, he might not win!”

“Luotian Valley is even funnier, they might be completely wiped out this round!”

He felt that as long as his luck in the next round wasn’t too bad, he was assured of a spot in the top four.

Holding his lot ticket, Kuimu Quan loudly asked:

“I’m number two, who is number two?”

A pleasant yet somewhat cold voice sounded from the left.

“It’s me.”

Kuimu Quan quickly looked over and saw a stunningly beautiful face.

Seeing his opponent was Han Shuangjiang, he was momentarily stunned.

The atmosphere on site suddenly heated up a bit more.

Everyone remembered clearly that Kuimu Quan had previously taunted this Daoist sect genius girl with his long knife on the arena!

“This is going to be exciting, tomorrow’s match will truly be a spectacle!”

The usually aloof Big Ice Cube was more talkative today than usual.

Chu Huaixu looked at her and wasn’t surprised.

After all, she’s on the female protagonist route in ’Borrowed Sword’.

Moreover, her nature is strong-willed and stubborn.

The bamboo house family of three, all are stubborn types.

Han Shuangjiang looked at Kuimu Quan and said, “What, surprised to draw me? Didn’t you want to battle me?”

The tension and hostility began to permeate the air.

Clearly, Kuimu Quan’s provocation earlier displeased this Daoist sect genius girl.

It makes sense; anyone being pointed at with a knife and ridiculed in public would be unhappy.

Moreover, he was surrounded by the Qi of Geng Metal at the time, pointing at her with a wave of energy that even sent her long hair flying back.

Currently, Kuimu Quan’s annoying personality was fully on display.

The cultivators of Spring and Autumn Mountain, entering their Dao in such an unconventional way, indeed gained many benefits on the path of cultivation.

But beyond that, the drawbacks were also very clear.

He said, “Since Chu Huaixu already stood up for you, if you’re smart, you should let this matter go. Bringing it up now will be embarrassing if you lose on stage.”

Still as arrogant as ever.

Given Han Shuangjiang’s performance so far, he believed he could defeat her at some cost.

Furthermore, this was already a confrontation, a psychological battle.

Kuimu Quan may be arrogant, but he’s not stupid.

Chu Huaixu stood quietly by, smiling warmly at Big Ice Cube, remaining silent, not drawing attention to himself.

He understood in his heart, “This is my Sister Han’s moment!”

He actually enjoyed seeing this, watching her shine like the protagonist of her world!

Han Shuangjiang looked at Kuimu Quan, still exuding an incomparable coldness.

She spoke indifferently:

“I will let you know that I don’t need him to stand up for me to defeat you.”

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