noffsinger Chapter 20: Divine Blade vs. Demonic Blade
Chapter 20: Divine Blade vs. Demonic Blade
The crimson blade light surged like a raging tide, wave after wave, completely engulfing the composed black figure.
The ear-piercing sound of blades clashing mingled together, sparks flying!
Xue Bufeng's offensive was like a whirlwind, his figure was as elusive as a ghost, his swordsmanship was strange and ruthless, and his attacks were interlocking and seemed endless. In terms of both scale and momentum, he had completely suppressed Bai Tianyu!
To outsiders, Bai Tianyu's so-called invincible divine blade was being suppressed to the point of being unable to breathe, and he had no chance of winning at all.
In just a few breaths, the two had exchanged dozens of blows!
finally--
"Clang—"
With an exceptionally long and piercing bang, the blood-red light and the dark light suddenly separated!
Xue Bufeng gracefully stepped back, his blood-red blade pointing diagonally at the ground, the blade humming incessantly.
His face held a hint of a half-smile.
Bai Tianyu took two steps back, holding the black sword horizontally in front of his chest, the blade remaining calm.
His chest rose and fell slightly, his eyes burning with an even stronger fighting spirit than before, a feeling of exhilaration at meeting a worthy opponent.
Anyone with eyes could see that in the lightning-fast exchange just now, although the two used a series of unexpected and extremely dangerous moves, they both held back and did not use their true killing moves.
This is more like a test.
With a flick of his wrist, Xue Bufeng's demonic blade slid silently into its sheath.
His smile remained unchanged, and his tone was relaxed:
"Let's call it a day. I'm afraid that if you lose, the Divine Blade Hall will lose face, while the Ten Thousand Horses Hall will be overjoyed. They didn't pay me to teach you a lesson, you madman."
Upon hearing this, Bai Tianyu was not angry at all. Instead, he threw his head back and laughed loudly, his voice shaking the roof beams, his heroic spirit undiminished.
"Excellent swordsmanship. You are probably the only swordsman in the world who can keep me, Bai Tianyu, from making a move for dozens of moves. If I were to lose, it would not be shameful to lose to a master like you."
Xue Bufeng also smiled.
He was already smiling, but this smile held less of his usual unruly air and more of an air of approval.
"Your swordsmanship is also quite good. You're probably the only swordsman in the world who can keep me from cutting off his head within dozens of moves."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Li Xunhuan beside him, who was secretly relieved and smiling silently, before adding:
"No, there should also be this Scholar Li beside me. His swordsmanship is by no means inferior to either of ours."
Bai Tianyu's gaze immediately turned to Li Xunhuan, slightly surprised, then realizing something, he toned down his arrogance and clasped his hands in greeting:
"So this is the renowned Li Xunhuan, the famous Flying Dagger of the Central Plains! My apologies! I heard of his illustrious name when I first entered the martial world!"
This scene was quite surprising.
The usually arrogant Bai Tianyu was surprisingly respectful in front of Li Xunhuan.
Is it out of fear of Li Xunhuan's reputation?
I'm afraid not.
Given Bai Tianyu's temperament, even if the Heavenly Mystery Elder, ranked number one on the Weapon Ranking, came, he might not be able to make him act this way.
The reasons behind all of this are probably only known to Bai Tianyu.
Li Xunhuan returned the greeting with a smile, coughed twice, and said gently:
"Master Bai is too kind. Before I came out of seclusion, I had already heard that there was a young man in the martial arts world whose swordsmanship was divine. More than ten years ago, he was ranked sixth on the weapon list by Bai Xiaosheng."
"Now it seems that Master Bai's divine sword is already several times better than before. At least in my opinion, the Songyang Iron Sword and the Wenhou Silver Halberd, which are ranked ahead of you, may not be able to defeat your sword now."
Almost everyone in the martial arts world knows that Bai Xiaosheng, hailed as the wisest man in the world, compiled a list of martial arts weapons more than ten years ago, which included martial arts masters and ranked them.
However, Bai Tianyu is a major exception among them.
The reason was that those who were qualified to be included in Bai Xiaosheng's Weapon Ranking were all well-known masters in the martial arts world at that time, and the youngest of them were over twenty years old.
At that time, Bai Tianyu was only eleven or twelve years old, yet he defeated the leaders of the eight major sects in the north and challenged the leaders of seventeen gangs with his divine sword. His talent was truly unimaginable.
That's why he was exceptionally included in the Weapon Ranking by Bai Xiaosheng, making him the only young man on the list.
More than a decade later, Bai Tianyu's swordsmanship is several times more terrifying than it used to be.
Moreover, the martial arts world is vast, with countless reclusive masters and experts. How could a single weapons ranking list possibly encompass them all?
It's time for this martial arts weapon ranking to be updated.
Hearing that he had gained Li Xunhuan's approval, Bai Tianyu was very pleased and smiled again.
His gaze swept over Xue Bufeng and Li Xunhuan, then swept over the aloof Ding Baiyun, and with a wave of his hand, he declared with great magnanimity:
"happy!"
"It is an honor to meet you two today. This place is too filthy for us to talk. Why don't you grace my Divine Blade Hall with your presence? I, Bai, will certainly treat you to fine wine!"
"Listen up, everyone! From this moment on, they are my guests. Anyone who dares to stop them is an enemy of the Divine Blade Hall!"
After he finished speaking, he didn't even glance at Ma Kongqun, whose face was ashen, or at the Wanmatang members who dared not speak their anger, as if they, along with the entire large Wanmatang, were just insignificant decorations.
He turned around, his cloak billowing as he strode confidently out of the hall, his air of superiority and self-assurance suggesting that he could go anywhere in the world.
Seeing this, Li Xunhuan knew that with Bai Tianyu's interference, a fight was no longer possible, so he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Ma Kongqun from afar.
"Thank you for your hospitality today. I will take my leave now."
Having said that, he drifted away with Bai Tianyu.
Ding Baiyun's gaze lingered on Xue Bufeng's tall and imposing figure for a moment, a rare, faint smile flickering across her icy face.
She didn't say anything.
She simply took a few light steps and followed, leaving the entire room in astonishment and countless complex and unfathomable gazes.
Xue Bufeng and his three women walked at the very end.
He passed by Ma Kongqun, whose face was ashen and whose fists were clenched, without even pausing, leaving only an indifferent silhouette.
Ma Kongqun really didn't dare to stop them. He just gritted his teeth so hard they almost broke. Watching Bai Tianyu and Xue Bufeng leave one after the other, a great killing intent flashed in his eyes.
It wasn't until I stepped out of the oppressive Wanma Hall that a cold wind swept over me.
The luxurious carriage remained quietly parked not far away, its curtains tightly closed. The coachman, who had heard the commotion inside the palace earlier, was trembling with fear, terrified that he might lose his life at any moment.
Xue Bufeng walked straight to the carriage, lifted the curtain, and entered.
A warm fragrance wafted from inside the car, and Yuanyuan and Bingbing immediately went to greet them, their eyes still filled with fear and dependence.
The Thousand-Armed Rakshasa sat opposite him with his arms crossed.
"Now, where do we go?"
Seeing Xue Bufeng sit down, she immediately spoke, her voice dry and trembling.
Although she appeared calm in front of others, she was actually extremely wary of Wanmatang's power.
I finally came out, and only when there were no more eyes watching me did I finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Xue Bufeng simply closed his eyes and leaned back on the softest cushion.
Yuanyuan and Bingbing were very perceptive and immediately knelt down on his left and right, one gently massaging his temples with her slender hands and the other gently patting his thighs with her delicate hands, their movements gentle and obedient.
He enjoyed the beauty's service without even lifting his eyelids, only uttering three words in a low voice:
"Sword Hall."