Chapter 165: Chapter 150: Brother Chu, Please Draw Your Lifebound Sword!

Kuimu Quan, who had been barking madly all along, was now lying on the ground like a lost dog.

Since most of the surrounding audience were either from the Daoist Sect or outer sect people, everyone, based on the disgust for his despicable behavior, didn’t step forward.

Weren’t you quite arrogant before?

Why aren’t you barking now?

It’s good enough we’re not beating a drowning dog.

In the end, it was other disciples of the Spring and Autumn Mountain who squeezed out from the crowd, stepped forward to check his injuries, and helped Kuimu Quan to the other side.

On the high platform, Teng Lingyi looked at Mei Chuxue and asked, “Aren’t you going to check on his injuries?”

“No worries, it’s a good lesson for him,” Mei Chuxue said.

She continued, “Kuimu Quan had entered the Dao through arrogance, and he’s been living too smoothly in the Spring and Autumn Mountain.”

“Now, a little setback might be good, let’s see if he becomes utterly defeated or can maintain his arrogance,” Mei Chuxue said.

With the seed players eliminated, she was feeling a bit down too.

Might as well keep a good mindset and treat it as a training experience, maybe it could lead to a breakthrough after a setback?

At this moment, she and Teng Lingyi shared a feeling of mutual sympathy.

Among the genius disciples of the three sects, only Geng Tianhe remained as a sole survivor.

Therefore, Mei Chuxue and Teng Lingyi naturally hoped… he would lose!

This absolutely shouldn’t end in victory.

If that happened, all three sects would lose face together.

Moreover, these two great cultivators of the Eighth Realm inherently appreciated Chu Huaixu more.

Mei Chuxue purely for his looks, Teng Lingyi was curious about his cultivation technique.

But until now, Geng Tianhe hadn’t appeared, still in closed-door cultivation trying to seize every second.

Xiang Yan and others couldn’t help but think in their hearts, “It seems it’s just as Situ Cheng said, he won’t show up until the competition is about to start.”

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On the ring, Han Shuangjiang slowly stepped down.

She had already returned to her previous form.

However, every time during such moments, she always felt a bit uncomfortable, experiencing mild dizziness.

Fortunately, after a while, this unpleasant feeling would dissipate.

In her eyes, the once black and white world had returned to its original state.

No longer was it only Chu Huaixu vibrant, but the entire world regained its colors.

But so what?

She already understood his uniqueness.

For Han Shuangjiang, once she entered into that mental realm, it was like overlooking all cycles of the world from above.

But Chu Huaixu was different.

He accompanied her to experience a cycle in the Annulus Secret Realm.

“A beautiful victory, crisp and clean.” Chu Huaixu turned his head to her, softly praised.

He was very clear that the psychological pressure from the Reincarnation Sword Intent was indeed strong.

You would feel as if the person before you was truly celestial!

That emotionless gaze, that extreme indifference, carried a tremendous sense of oppression.

But luckily, he was [fearless].

Listening to his praise, Han Shuangjiang was not overly proud but said softly, “You know, even with the sword I just wielded, it’s difficult for me to strike another one like that.”

“It doesn’t matter; they can’t block even one strike from you, isn’t that something?” Chu Huaixu said.

He had long realized that Big Ice Cube, who had the script of a female protagonist, always felt she was insufficient and would secretly keep competing.

Unlike him, who could swagger for a long time after showing off.

“Showing off isn’t even enjoyable anymore!” He was truly amazed.

This really goes against natural instincts…

The competitions proceeded one after another, but unfortunately, none were destined to be as exciting as Han Shuangjiang’s match.

As it was almost Xiaoxu’s turn to take the stage, he arrived belatedly, carrying the giant sword box and walked into the Martial Arts Arena alone.

Upon his appearance, many eyes couldn’t help but glance at his left hand.

“Is it completely healed so soon?”

“Seems like there are no lingering ailments either.”

Everyone began to mourn for his opponent.

As long as Xu Ziqing held the Bronze Sword, as long as he could perform that self-destructive strike with his left arm again, how could his opponent possibly withstand it!

Many were already comparing his strike to Han Shuangjiang’s earlier one.

“I wonder who between the two of them will win?” The crowd contemplated various possibilities.

But regardless, for the Daoist disciples, the thought that this year’s East Continent competition would likely become an internal battle of the Daoist Sect made them involuntarily puff out their chests in front of the outer sect people.

Being the hosts of this competition and achieving such results, surely everyone felt proud and believed it brought honor!

Upon reaching the Martial Arts Arena, Xu Ziqing began searching for his senior brother’s figure.

Seeing Chu Huaixu, he kept saying, “Excuse me here.”

“Senior brother,” he respectfully saluted.

Then he addressed Han Shuangjiang, “Senior Sister Han.”

Chu Huaixu looked at the young man and said, “Xiaoxu, how’s your recovery going?”

“Thanks to Elder Situ’s elixir given that day, I completely healed without any lingering issues.” He replied honestly.

Chu Huaixu nodded and said, “If conditions allow, try not to use the sword too frequently.”

In his view, even if it’s body refining, you shouldn’t torment your left hand so frequently in such a short period.

Are you really treating it like a unicorn arm?

“Okay, I understand.” The youthful boy immediately replied as if he received an imperial edict.

The competition officially began, and Xu Ziqing stepped onto the stage.

During the mutual salute with the disciple competing against him, the disciple looked at the opponent’s sword box and already felt defeated.

This person was in a constant state of distress, staring at the giant sword box throughout the duel.

Seemingly waiting for Xu Ziqing to use the sword, then closing his eyes and resigning himself to fate.

In this state, how can one engage in battle?

As a result, the female cultivator from Luotian Valley named Feng Qiushui consistently exposed weaknesses, repeatedly caught by the astute young man, and eventually lost the match without even using the Bronze Sword.

If not for the well-mannered audience below the stage, it might have resounded with boos.

“Not exciting! Not at all exciting!”

“At least force him to open the Sword Box!”

“It feels like she’s already resigned. She might as well admit defeat. What’s the point of continuing?”

The defeated Feng Qiushui was somewhat embarrassed, not expecting to end this way.

On the high platform, Teng Lingyi’s expression was unpleasant.

This was the last hope of Luotian Valley.

Defeat is acceptable, but not in this manner!

Teng Lingyi thought, “When we return, I must truly reprimand them!”

This is a disgrace to Luotian Valley!

On the contrary, the young man on stage remained sincere after the match.

He cupped his hands and said, “Senior Sister Feng, you seem to have concerns and didn’t exert your full strength, so my victory is unearned.”

“If there is a chance, I would like to seek your guidance again,” he said.

Feng Qiushui, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but give him a deep look.

She felt that although this junior looked somewhat feminine despite being male, and was more beautiful than herself, he indeed possessed great poise.

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Time passed, with one match following another.

Soon, it was time for the anticipated duel between Chu Huaixu and Geng Tianhe.

This was the main event eagerly awaited by countless people today.

However, up until now, Geng Tianhe had yet to appear.

As the time approached, Chu Huaixu stepped onto the stage.

He stood alone on the stage, looking around.

If the opponent does not appear by the designated time, then he would win, claiming victory without a fight.

On the high platform, even Xiang Yan couldn’t help but inquire, “Daoist Situ, hasn’t your younger generation broken through yet?”

Situ Cheng frowned: “I don’t know either, perhaps something went wrong?”

“Why don’t you go check?” Xiang Yan uttered the warmest words with the harshest voice.

Second among the Four Great Divine Swords, the Sword Cultivator spread his Divine Sense.

Then he spoke, “No need, he is here already.”

In the distance, someone employed Body Technique, arriving at the Martial Arts Arena almost just in time.

Today’s Geng Tianhe appeared much different from usual.

He wasn’t particularly disheveled, but his collar was slightly askew.

His hair was unkempt, and his eyes were bloodshot.

More importantly, the aura emanating from him now was exceedingly chaotic.

For such a prodigy, normally he should be internally restrained with his aura.

However, at this moment, Geng Tianhe’s energy seemed greatly disturbed.

One could imagine, his Spiritual Power within must be somewhat tumultuous as well.

Chu Huaixu looked at him and directly asked: “What’s going on with you?”

Geng Tianhe lifted his head and stared straight at him, saying: “Brother Chu, I wanted to fully comprehend the Great River Sword Intent before this duel.”

“But I was always one step short, unable to grasp it!”

“At this moment, I forcibly broke through just to duel with you!”

“I can tell you directly, my purpose is to borrow your Sword Intent to take that last step!”

“May I request your assistance, Brother Chu!” He raised both fists, and respectfully cupped his hands at Chu Huaixu.

Chu Huaixu merely smiled nonchalantly and said: “This match must be fought, what’s there to assist or not assist?”

If you want to use me as a whetstone, then come.

Unexpectedly, upon seeing his agreement, Geng Tianhe cupped his hands again with utmost sincerity, those bloodshot eyes fixed on Chu Huaixu, loudly saying:

“Then, please draw your sword, Brother Chu!”

He risked the potential danger of ’Fallen into Demon’ in forcing a breakthrough, which was quite extreme.

Under such circumstances, he wanted to witness Chu Huaixu’s sword!

If during this East Continent competition, he duel with the opponent without even seeing the opponent’s sword, he would be unwilling!

Even if he were crushed under the sword and badly defeated, even though he would accept that willingly.

Below the stage, it instantly stirred up a commotion.

In fact, for the spectators, they naturally wanted to see Chu Huaixu’s Lifebound Sword in person!

They couldn’t help it; the guy was full of intrigue.

Initially, they thought he was purely a Body Cultivator, then he revealed his Sword and Body Dual Cultivation.

Yet, throughout, no one had ever seen his sword.

Everyone’s curiosity was tightly hooked by him, with their appetite already whetted by him.

Even on the high platform, Situ Cheng and others watched closely at the young man in the black robe.

They were curious too, what kind of sword would Chu Huaixu have?

Geng Tianhe noticed the other party hesitated without replying, so he couldn’t help but cup his hands again, with even more sincerity, loudly saying:

“Geng Tianhe… requests a sword from Brother Chu!”

Upon hearing this, Chu Huaixu looked at him for a while, and finally, he sighed helplessly.

In front of everyone, he raised his hand and lightly tapped the Storage Token at his waist, retrieving an item from it.

Under everyone’s expectant gaze, his hand now held a simple black sword scabbard.

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