Chapter 196: Bai Yue’s Crushing Defeat
As Gu Yunshen’s voice faded…
A nearly invisible Sword Intent materialized out of thin air, silent and traceless, rising to meet Bai Yue’s sword rainbow.
This Sword Qi possessed no elemental glow, no thunderous majesty—only a purity of “Severing” honed to the extreme!
Ssssh!
Bai Yue’s pride and joy, her Mystical Ice Sword Intent, proved as fragile as paper before that pure, formless intent.
The moment the icy-blue sword rainbow met the formless Sword Qi, a harsh tearing sound erupted!
Boom!
Ice shards exploded outward in all directions!
The Sword Intent Bai Yue had painstakingly condensed was sliced open effortlessly, destroyed like dead wood by that absolute will to “Sever”!
An irresistible, immense force traveled up the blade…
Panic flashed in Bai Yue’s eyes. The web of her hand split open instantly, and the Ice Soul Sword flew from her grasp.
She was violently lifted off her feet by the massive impact…
She saw herself flying like a broken kite, tracing a helpless arc through the air…
Then, she crashed heavily onto the edge of the arena, dozens of zhang away!
“Pfft!”
A large mouthful of blood sprayed from Bai Yue’s lips, staining the ground red before her.
She struggled to push herself up, but her skeleton felt as though it had fallen apart. Her internal organs churned violently, and True Essence ran wild through her Meridians, the intense pain making it almost impossible to breathe.
What was even more unacceptable was the reality she now faced: the Mystical Ice Sword Intent she had cultivated so bitterly appeared so impure, so utterly vulnerable, before that pure “Severing” intent!
Her talent in the Way of the Sword had been completely crushed.
How absurd was this? How…
Despair instantly flooded her heart.
Her entire body trembled uncontrollably. What did all her efforts amount to?
What was the point of the Sword Path she had pursued with her life?
Gu Yunshen slowly sheathed his sword, acting as if he had merely performed a trivial task.
He stepped forward, walking steadily toward the fallen Bai Yue, prepared to end a battle that, in his eyes, held no suspense.
Bai Yue watched the approaching figure, humiliation and fear intertwining within her.
She didn’t want to admit defeat, but her severe injuries and mental collapse made it clear: continuing to fight meant death.
When Gu Yunshen was three steps away, she arduously opened her mouth. Her voice was hoarse and weak, yet she clearly uttered the words.
“I… admit… defeat!”
Gu Yunshen’s steps halted. He glanced at her with indifferent eyes, then turned and walked away.
“Tianling Sect’s Gu Yunshen, wins!”
The referee’s voice rang out.
It was a victory without suspense, one that didn’t even stir a ripple of doubt.
Below the stage, a deathly silence held for a moment before exploding into a massive clamor.
There were exclamations of awe at Gu Yunshen’s single-strike dominance, mixed with discussions of sympathy for Bai Yue.
“One sword! Just one sword! Senior Brother Gu is truly too strong! He is worthy of being the Tianling Sect’s number one!”
“Terrifying! Is this the strength of the Tianling Sect’s chief disciple? It feels like the others don’t even need to compete; they should just surrender directly!”
“They simply aren’t on the same level. Fairy Bai’s defeat isn’t unjust…”
“The gap is too massive… It felt like an adult bullying a child. Honestly, it was a bit boring!”
“Fairy Bai, don’t be discouraged. Victory and defeat are common in war; just win it back later…”
Some voices were filled with sighs, some stated cold facts, and others offered encouragement.
Clearly, there was no malice in the words, but to Bai Yue’s ears, they pierced like needles. She couldn’t let it go…
Without looking back, she sped toward the guest peak cave dwelling assigned to the Qingyun Sect, her retreating figure hurried and disheveled.
In the end, it was her pride that shattered her.
The higher one flies, the more painful the fall…
She simply couldn’t face the crushing defeat, couldn’t face those gazes filled with pity or judgment…
And she certainly couldn’t face the reality that her Sword Heart had been fractured.
Chen Ping watched the direction Bai Yue disappeared, his face showing no surprise, only a trace of imperceptible understanding.
Proud as she was, suffering such a thorough defeat and having her talent crushed… this reaction was perfectly normal.
He, Chen Ping, had no intention of mocking her misfortune.
People like her were just built that way…
Having expectations that were too high was not necessarily a good thing.
Often, those who achieved greatness were low-key and silent…
The path of Cultivation wasn’t solely about comparing cultivation realms…
One’s self-positioning and dedication to the path were sometimes more important than other qualities…
He withdrew his gaze and looked toward the arena.
Next, it was his turn.
Chen Ping slowly walked onto the arena.
His opponent was the Tianling Sect disciple who had severely injured Zhao Long—Xie Qing.
This guy had a cultivation of the third layer of Foundation Establishment…
His entire demeanor gave off a sense of effeminacy, and he had a petty, villainous cast to his features…
He was an Expert in Water Element Arts, possessed versatile methods, and carried the habitual arrogance common among Tianling Sect disciples.
As Chen Ping stepped onto the stage…
The surrounding spectator stands once again erupted with the jeering laughter of “Lucky Brother,” mixed with various taunts and ridicule.
“Lucky Brother is back! Look at him, still so calm. I want to see how he dodges Senior Brother Xie’s Water Arts!”
“Exactly, exactly! What’s the use of luck? I want to see how ‘lucky’ he is when the whole arena is flooded!”
“Being matched against Senior Brother Xie Qing shows this guy’s luck isn’t that great after all! His streak ends today, right?”
“Senior Brother Xie, go all out! Don’t hold back for our sake! Teach this Lucky Brother who only knows how to run a lesson. I’ve been annoyed by him for ages; he’s making the whole competition murky!”
Xie Qing listened to the chatter below, a trace of disdain curling the corner of his mouth. Looking at Chen Ping, he deliberately raised his voice.
“I’ve long heard of ‘Lucky Brother’s’ great reputation. In today’s spar, I hope you’ll go easy on me.”
The sarcasm in his voice was completely unconcealed.
Chen Ping’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, his dislike for this person increasing by another notch.
He expressionlessly cupped his hands.
“Senior Brother Xie, please.”
The referee announced the start.
Xie Qing had clearly studied Chen Ping’s “routine” and was determined not to give him any chance to dodge or stall.
His hands rapidly formed seals, and he shouted a low command.
“Ice Seals a Thousand Li!”
It did not literally seal a thousand li, but the arena’s temperature plummeted sharply. Countless sharp ice spikes condensed out of thin air like a dense rain of arrows, covering over half the arena and shooting toward Chen Ping in a concentrated barrage!
Simultaneously, dense water vapor emanated from Xie Qing, instantly condensing into countless aquatic chains and ropes. Like spirit snakes emerging from their holes, they lashed out from all directions, seeking to entangle Chen Ping’s limbs and torso!
He intended to seal off all of Chen Ping’s maneuvering space in a single move, bind him, and then completely crush him with the ice spikes!
This combination of area control and dense bombardment was extremely effective against agile opponents.
The spectator stands erupted with cheers, everyone waiting to see Chen Ping tied up like a dumpling and defeated in disgrace.
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