Chapter 112 Transforming a Sword with Divine Power
Chapter 112 Transforming a Sword with Divine Power
In a short time.
The audience was buzzing with excitement, all marveling at Yanqing's superb swordsmanship.
"To be able to control so many flying swords at once, he truly deserves to be called the strongest swordsman in Luofu today!"
The fox-man standing next to Lin Qiong showed a surprised expression, his eyes filled with admiration for Yan Qing.
He recalled that when he was Yanqing's age, he was in a carefree stage of playing and having fun.
Back then, let alone flying on a sword, even holding a sword in your hand would have been extremely difficult.
Upon hearing this, a merchant standing nearby nodded in agreement, saying, "That's right. I've heard that even the chief instructor in the Cloud Cavalry can only control two or three flying swords at the same time."
"Hmph, you're scared already?" The fox-woman who supported Yanqing curled her lip in disdain. "Yanqing's strength is not limited to this. Just watch, that little girl on the stage is about to run into big trouble."
Her gaze followed Yanqing's figure on the stage, her eyes revealing boundless admiration for him.
Listening to the conversation between the three, Lin Qiong frowned slightly, his gaze never leaving Li Sushang.
He was very curious about what methods Li Sushang would use to deal with Yanqing's sword control technique.
Just as Lin Qiong was deep in thought.
The fox-man beside him patted his shoulder, interrupting his thoughts.
"Hey bro, who do you think will win this match?"
Lin Qiong turned to look at the fox-man, not answering directly, but instead throwing the question back at him: "And you? Who do you think will win?"
Upon hearing this, the fox-man pondered for a moment and said firmly, "It should be Yanqing. Although that girl is very strong, she is still a rising star and may be slightly inferior to Yanqing, who has rich combat experience."
“Indeed.” Lin Qiong nodded, indicating his agreement with the fox-man’s point of view. “If it were a few days ago, I would have also believed without hesitation that Yanqing would win.”
Before the fox-man could answer, Lin Qiong changed the subject and continued, "But today, I might stand on Su Chang's side."
Upon hearing this, the fox-man paused for a moment, his mouth slightly open, as if about to say something.
Sudden.
A mocking voice came from the fox-woman who had always supported Yanqing.
"Oh, so you, a barbarian, have chosen sides." She curled her lips slightly, her gaze towards Lin Qiong filled with disdain. "Do you know how strong Yan Qing is? You're already choosing sides."
"The gap in experience cannot be bridged by learning just a few tricks."
Hearing this, Lin Qiong frowned, turned his head and glared fiercely at the fox-woman, and said without any politeness, "Who I support is none of your business! Get out of my way!"
"You!" The fox-woman was instantly enraged by Lin Qiong's words. Her face turned red, and she trembled with anger. "How dare you, a barbarian, speak to me like that? From childhood to adulthood, even my father would never have the heart to scold me!"
however.
Lin Qiong completely ignored her, his gaze passing straight through the crowded people and settling on the arena not far away.
Seeing this, the fox-woman stomped her foot angrily, her eyes filled with rage, and snorted coldly, "Hmph! Once that little girl is knocked off the stage by Yan Qing, let's see what you, a barbarian, can say!"
She could almost foresee Lin Qiong's expression when he saw Li Sushang's defeat on the stage.
Just as the fox-woman was immersed in her fantasy...
A gasp suddenly came from the crowd.
"What...what is that?"
At the same time.
On the arena, blades flashed and swords moved swiftly.
Li Sushang appeared somewhat exhausted in the face of the fierce attack launched by Yan Qing and Fei Jian.
Yanqing's perfect coordination with the flying sword forced her into a retreat, compelling her to focus on defense.
"clang--"
Li Sushang swung her sword to deflect the last flying sword that was heading her way, and at the same time, she quickly leaped backward, narrowly dodging Yan Qing's follow-up attack.
Once you have a firm footing.
Li Sushang's breathing became slightly rapid, and she looked at Yanqing with a solemn expression.
now.
She had already retreated to the edge of the ring; if she took another step back, she would fall off the ring and lose the match.
The flying sword that she had previously deflected transformed into a streak of light in the air and finally hovered steadily beside Yanqing, like a loyal guardian.
Yanqing bent his arm and raised his longsword, the tip of the sword aimed at Li Sushang, who was standing at the edge of the arena, the blade level with his face.
“Miss Su Chang, it seems that Yan Qing has a slight advantage in this competition.”
Yanqing's voice was very calm at this moment.
He slightly raised his chin, as if he was not surprised by the result.
Behind him, the flying swords trembled slightly in the air, their tips flashing with a cold light, as if they too were cheering for the victory.
Li Sushang felt a pang of resentment as she watched this scene unfold.
Yanqing's flying swords were really too troublesome. While dealing with his frontal attacks, he also had to be constantly vigilant against those flying swords that were impossible to defend against.
This left her only able to defend, with almost no openings for counterattacks.
"If only I could fly on a sword."
Li Sushang thought to herself silently, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes.
Thinking about this...
She seemed to recall something, her body jolted, and her eyes widened involuntarily.
"...Wait, flying on a sword...?"
A sudden flash of inspiration struck her, and she recalled the words from the book "Tai Xu Sword Qi" that Lin Qiong had given her: "The divine is the ultimate in transformation. There is a sword even without a sword. By relying on the divine, the sword is formed, and the sword qi is naturally created, thus connecting with the divine essence."
"Transforming the sword with divine power..."
She repeated the sentence softly, as if she had grasped something.
This moment.
Li Sushang suddenly realized that the true way of the sword might not lie in the sword in her hand, but in her understanding and perception of the sword.
She slowly closed her eyes, imagining that the space around her was filled with countless swords, placing herself in an ocean made of swords.
In this ocean, every sword has a unique shape and size.
Feel the swords with your heart and guide the power in your body to resonate with them.
Finally, these imagined swords...
"All of it must be formed!"
Li Sushang suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes brimming with confidence.
As she finished speaking, many dazzling blue lights gradually appeared around her.
"What...what is that?"
Upon seeing this, a gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd.
Instantly.
The audience's attention was completely drawn to these blue dots that appeared out of nowhere.
Their gazes lingered on the points of light, their faces filled with awe.
Yanqing also stared in astonishment at this miraculous scene.
Even the spinning flying swords behind him paused for a moment.
"No way? She really mastered it?"
Lin Qiong, who witnessed all of this, couldn't help but open his mouth wide, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Under everyone's watchful eyes.
The blue dots gradually transformed into sharp swords gleaming with a cold light, hovering silently beside Li Sushang.
If Yanqing can control dozens of flying swords at the same time, it is already a breathtaking display of skill.
The scene where Li Sushang conjured a sword out of thin air was a jaw-dropping magic performance.
"This, this, this is...!"
Even the usually composed man in the stands started to stutter.
His eyes were wide open, and his jaw seemed to have been so shocked that it was temporarily unable to close.
at the same time.
Li Sushang raised her left hand into a sword-finger gesture, and with her mind as a guide, manipulated the swords floating around her to rotate around her once.
After a brief period of adjustment.
She smiled at Yanqing and said, "Now, let's begin the second round."
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