Chapter 8: Shattering the Army with Jade Light

  Wei Zhuang proposed to decide victory or defeat in three battles.

  The first battle, Dàitiě chuí narrowly defeated Kikō Musō.

  The second battle, Yuki-onna was defeated by Akane.

  The third battle ended in a draw between Gao Zhan and Bai Feng.

  One win, one loss, one draw.

  Thus, Mo Jia and Ni Liu Sha ended up in a draw.

  Compared with the still existing Qin army's reliance on the treacherous quicksand, the Mohists naturally could not accept such a result.

  It can't be a draw... I must win, definitely... I must win!

  Heavily injured, Gao Jianyi only had this thought in his mind. Already exhausted to the extreme and physically drained, his body somehow managed to slowly get up under the drive of a strong willpower.

  Unfortunately, willpower can't represent everything. Gao Jianli finally fell to the ground powerlessly. Tian Ming rushed over anxiously and tried his best to catch him.

  Bai Feng looks like she won easily, but in fact it's not the case.

  Yi Shuihan, who had gone all out, also inflicted a wound on him that was not to be underestimated. However, his usual arrogance made him absolutely unwilling to show weakness in front of everyone. He walked out of the great hall with a cold face, head held high and chest out, as if he hadn't put the people here in his eyes at all.

  In contrast, the footprints left behind by Bai Feng were all bloody.

  As if by a ghostly intervention, Bai Feng turned back for a glance before walking out.

  He has a strange intuition.

  The girl who came with Gai Nei and knocked down her own hidden weapon would never be silenced until the end.

  Although she stood quietly at the edge of the scene, as if just an ordinary onlooker, he could always feel a faint sense of discord, as if something was going to happen, something - that would threaten him and change the current situation would arise from her.

  This intuition came without reason, Bai Feng originally just had the intention of dispelling her own doubts and turned back, but after turning around, her azure eyes couldn't help but be stunned.

  He was left with only one thought in his mind: Indeed...

  Unlike Bai Feng's sudden movement, several leaders of the Mohist school stared blankly at Yao Guang, who had been silent for a long time and was now walking slowly forward.

  She didn't walk quickly, her posture was leisurely as if strolling in a courtyard, but that light and airy step had a wonderful rhythm, making people's hearts move involuntarily, unable to help but want to continue watching. Every step she took seemed to naturally fall into the most suitable place, this kind of matter-of-course correctness was like a key, opening a door for everyone that they had long been eager to push open, making people feel that continuing to watch would make them understand something, but what exactly they could comprehend, they couldn't say clearly.

  The Mohist scholars couldn't recognize what kind of footwork this was, Wei Zhuang furrowed his brow as if deep in thought. Among the various heroes and experts from different schools who had already arrived near the great hall but hadn't shown themselves yet, someone let out a surprised "hiss" and whispered: "Yu Bu..."

  As he walked away from Yao Guang's side, Tian Ming glanced at him sideways and said in a low voice, "Please take Mr. Gao to Duan Mu's place to compete for the world."

  Tian Ming had always been a bit afraid of Yao Guang, and usually intentionally picked faults and argued back. At this moment, being swept by her icy gaze, he couldn't say a word, and involuntarily followed Yao Guang's orders to drag Gao Jianli towards Duan Mucun.

  Yao Guang's footsteps didn't stop until she reached the center of the hall, where she raised her eyes and stared straight at Wei Zhuang.

  "Does Wei Zhongsi want to annihilate the entire city of Jingan as he said before?"

  If it weren't for the steps that Yao Guang had shown earlier, Wei Zhuang wouldn't have given her a second glance. It was only because she deliberately accumulated momentum and used the Taoist Yu Bu to intimidate him that Wei Zhuang reluctantly gave her the qualification to speak with him. However, he saw more clearly that although Yao Guang's footsteps were light and graceful, they had a slightly empty and floating quality, obviously indicating that she was carrying internal injuries and lacked energy, and her mental state was not at its best. Excited by this rare sight of steps, Wei Zhuang perked up his spirits to see what the Taoist disciple wanted to say, but as soon as the other party opened their mouth with a "Wei Zhuang Shi", it made him want to kill someone.

  What an honor!

  Not to mention Weizhuang, everyone in the entire arena, including all the heroes outside the hall, were defeated by this title.

  Since Wei Zhuang became a disciple of Gui Gu, probably no one has ever called him that.

  The crowd of people in the inverted sand all showed strange expressions, the Mo family was still worried about the crisis and had a heavy mood, while those outside didn't have much concern, some even covered their mouths and laughed out loud.

  It was only natural that everyone thought Yao Guang was intentionally using this title to humiliate Wei Zhuang, but Yao Guang had actually thought it over and didn't want to use "Wei Lang", "Mr. Wei" or "Wei Xia Shi" to address the scoundrel in front of her, so she settled on the relatively neutral "Zhuang Shi", which was already quite generous, at least she hadn't directly called him "the white-haired little brat opposite".

  Wei Zhuang was indeed Wei Zhuang, able to lead the Liusha gang for many years. After his initial anger, he quickly adjusted his mood and replied coldly: "I don't talk to nameless people."

  What you're implying is that you're just a lowly foot soldier, how dare you come and provoke me!

  As a Ghost Valley successor and the leader of the Flowing Sand, Wei Zhuang naturally has the qualifications to be so proud.

  Yao Guang heard this and instead smiled, answering: "Compared to Wei Zhuangshi, I am naturally a nobody. How many people in the world would dare to do evil and kill their master just for fame?"

  "You're looking for death."

  The shark's teeth slightly lifted, and a fierce and ferocious killing intent had already rushed towards the little girl opposite.

  Yao Guang smiled again, her hands slightly moving, the wide sleeves of her long dress drawing several waves in the air, lightly dispersing the killing intent that surrounded her.

  "I still have too many things to do, and I don't want to die. But Wei Zhuangshi has already spoken, saying that he wants to slaughter everyone in the city. Since I'm currently inside the city, I'll naturally be caught up in this disaster and will struggle a bit. Wei Zhuangshi and Mozi have agreed to fight three rounds to decide life or death. Can you give me an opportunity now, allowing me to win back my own life?"

  Wei Zhuang first smiled, then thought of Hei Qilin's secret report, and a hint of malicious smile floated on his lips.

  "Alright, I'll give you this chance. Bring out your weapon."

  Yao Guang instinctively wanted to draw out the long sword on her back, but as soon as she moved her spine, she immediately realized that what was behind her was just a duster and not her usual sword Yu Qing. She didn't show any unusual expression, scanning the scene with one glance, her gaze paused for half a second on Gao Jianli's Water Cold Sword, and finally fell on the sword beside Ge Nie.

  "Please wait for a moment."

  Yao Guang finished speaking and turned to walk towards Gai Nie in front of Wei Zhuang, seemingly not worried that he would suddenly make a sneak attack - this was completely because he had grasped the fact that with Wei Zhuang's pride, it was impossible for him to launch a sneak attack after agreeing to a fair duel, otherwise it would give people the feeling that Wei Zhuang was afraid of battle and wanted to get the upper hand first.

  Wei Zhuang was not in a hurry, and he deliberately watched Yao Guang to see what kind of tricks she would play. As a result, he saw that Yao Guang had actually picked up the severed Yuan Hong from beside the unconscious Gai Nie.

  Mozi and several other leaders disagreed with him and argued with Yao Guang, but Yao Guang did not speak, and insisted on taking the short sword that was less than a foot long.

  "Wei Zhuang sneered and said: 'You have given up your last chance of survival. What can a broken sword do? Even if Yuan Hong is intact, you are not my opponent.'"

  Yao Guang's left hand gently stroked the back of Yuan Hong Sword, feeling the remaining vitality and unwillingness on the sword. She seemed to hear Yuan Hong's mournful cry and angry roar.

  Yuan Hong growled: Go tear apart the person in front of you, go kill this enemy who has harmed both yourself and your master!

  Sorrow, anger, resentment, unwillingness, murderous intent.

  This is a fine aura that the Abyssal Sword has never had before. After Shark Tooth cut off the Abyssal Sword, it seems to have also changed the original temperament of the Abyssal Sword, causing some hidden things to be exposed.

  Yao Guang chose it precisely because he felt the powerful force hidden beneath that flash of ferocity.

  The broken Yuhong sword hummed slightly in Yao Guang's hand, and this strange phenomenon caused Wei Zhuang to raise an eyebrow.

  "How can a broken sword..."

  Everyone in the field was stunned, and even though they had seen a lot and were knowledgeable, it was still the first time they had seen something like this.

  Since ancient times, there have been swords that hum to warn of danger. This is the spiritual energy produced by a superior sword. However, no matter how good the sword is, once it breaks, it's like a person dying or a lamp going out - nothing can be done with it anymore.

  Yao Guang finally raised her head and gave Wei Zhuang a cold smile, her haughty demeanor in no way inferior to Wei Zhuang's.

  "If it were anyone else, I would have chosen a different sword. But for you, the Yuen Hung is sufficient. You think that with your Saw-Toothed Sword, you are stronger than Mr. Kao, but you don't know that a famous sword like the Yuen Hung can communicate with the spirit world. The Saw-Toothed Sword cannot compare to it. My defeat was not due to your superior swordsmanship, but because of your cruel and ruthless heart. The Saw-Toothed Sword is indeed a bloodthirsty evil sword, and you are its perfect master. Your cold-blooded ruthlessness has truly surprised me."

  Wei Zhuang was furious and laughed in anger.

  "Yaojian? You also believe in the sword ranking list? Sharktooth was self-cast and never received a fair evaluation, with just one word 'yaojian' it was excluded from the sword list. Today I want you ignorant people to know that what's the use of the sword ranking list, a sword can only exert its greatest value in the hands of a swordsman!"

  Wei Zhuang swung his shark-toothed sword, and a fierce killing aura swept away.

  Yao Guang's eyebrows didn't move, her hands held the Huan Hong sword in front of her body, her left hand making a sword finger pressed on the sword's back, a stream of air slowly revolved around her fingers and flew in circles, the speed gradually increasing.

  Concentrate your spirit and gather your energy — calm your energy and concentrate your spirit, accumulating true energy.

  Most of the moves in the Pure Yang Palace rely on internal energy and true qi. If one's skills are deep and their true qi is pure, the sword move will naturally be more powerful. At this moment, she has not recovered from her injuries, her internal energy is insufficient, and her true qi is not as abundant as before, so she had to resort to such a small trick before the battle.

  Yao Guang accumulated his true energy while still counterattacking with his mouth.

  "I call Shark Tooth 'Yao Jian' because it is an 'unsheathed sword'."

  Wei Zhuang couldn't help but pause for a moment, almost subconsciously glancing at the sword scabbard that had been thrown to the ground.

  "You don't need to look, the thing on the ground can only be considered a box that holds shark teeth on ordinary days. How can it be called a 'scabbard'? This sword has a fierce and violent aura, its breath is wild and unruly, only an ice heart scabbard can calm it down. If you indulge in it, the more bloodstains on the sword, the more ferocious it becomes, and if this continues, how can you not go astray? Because it has no scabbard to return to, its murderous heart never stops, therefore it's called a 'demon sword'. And you, who indulges in and even nurtures shark teeth to become a 'demon sword', are not worthy of being called a swordsman, but just a killer! A sword is like its owner, an owner is like his sword, that's all."

  If Yao Guang's previous evaluation of the battle at Wei Zhuang was still being said to be intentionally provocative, then her current discussion is novel and reasonable, unexpectedly making people realize deeply. Some people recalled what she had previously said and found a few different points in the apocalyptic arena.

  Wei Zhuang naturally also had an epiphany from these words, and the slight disdain he had for the girl in front of him was finally cast aside, truly acknowledging that she was worthy of fighting alongside him.

  "Report your name."

  "Dao Gate Sword Sect, Broken Army Yao Guang!"

  "The Taoist sect..." Wei Zhuang drew out a smile, "So you're a disciple of the Taoist school. I only hope your swordsmanship isn't much worse than your eloquence!"

  Before his words had fallen, Shark Teeth had already drawn a shocking and thrilling red light in mid-air.

  Anyone knows what such a shadow means.

  Just as everyone was holding their breath and watching the situation unfold, another unexpected change occurred.

  Wei Zhuang's Shark Tooth attack, which was almost guaranteed to hit, somehow didn't pierce anything - he couldn't even get close to Yao Guang!

  In the blink of an eye, he was forced back several steps by a powerful sword aura, and the blue-white Taoist robe girl in front of him still had her sword horizontally in front of her body, with only her left hand drawing a half-circle forward. Her elegant posture exuded great confidence, as if she hadn't taken him seriously at all.

  For a moment, the whole field was silent.

  No one expected the first confrontation would end up like this.

  Wei Zhuang advanced with his sword, but for some reason, when he was about five steps away from Yao Guang, he suddenly retreated. If one's eyesight or skill were not good enough, they might have thought Wei Zhuang was just playing a game of advancing and retreating.

  Yao Guang raised an eyebrow and smiled at Wei Zhuang.

  Nine turns to one, nine turns true energy, the power can retreat the enemy, is the Qi Zong North Ming sword gas style. Unlike the heavy sword shape and Yu Jian Shi of the Jian Zong style, the Qi Zong style emphasizes the intention of the sword with air as the main and the sword as the auxiliary, the air flows through the sword, the style is simple and clever, if there is no deep internal force and high-level swordsmanship, it cannot be played.

  Yuan Hong's internal injuries were severe, and engaging in a fierce sword fight with Wei Zhuang wasn't a good idea. However, the Qi Sect's techniques emphasized sword intent, which was more suitable for long-range attacks compared to the Jian Sect. Given her current condition, this was the most suitable approach. Since she excelled at long-range attacks, she naturally didn't want to let her enemy get close, hence the move "Nine Turns Return to One".

  Pressing an advantage is a common practice in war.

  Yao Guang didn't give Wei Zhuang a chance to think about it, the broken sword moved, and the sword energy was sent out again.

  Seven stars shining brightly.

  Qī Xīng Fēn Qì, gāng měng wú cháng. Yǐ qí fēn qì luàn dí zhēn qì, shǐ zhī wú fǎ xíng dòng, dàn ruò shì chèn jī gōng jī, fǎn ér huì shǐ dí rén huī fù xíng dòng néng lì.

  Wei Zhuang was shocked and angry as he stared at Yao Guang after being pinned down.

  Yao Guang smiled slightly, her posture elegant and refined, as she once again swung the broken sword in her hand.

  Flying sword fills the sky, giving birth to Taiji - within the aura, one's own true energy flows unimpeded, while the enemy is like being trapped in a muddy swamp, greatly slowing down their speed.

  This is a move that Pure Yang Sect will inevitably use when fighting with others.

  No speed, no matter how brilliant your moves are, you can only leave behind thirty percent of your power.

  A long sword condensed from the sword energy hangs in mid-air, and the shock that Gai Nie had experienced before appears without any difference on everyone's mind. The figure of the young girl in the arena has become completely different in their eyes.

  At this age, with such extraordinary swordsmanship, there's no need to wait for another day; from this moment on, she can be considered one of the top figures in the Jianghu.

  This battle will shake the world.

  This chapter is Chapter 8: Breaking the Army's Radiant Light. If you think this chapter is not bad, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends on QQ group and Weibo!