Chapter 39: Duan Qingyun's Battle

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  Finally, when Lu Qing arrived at the eighteenth sword, Qin Tianhua suddenly felt dizzy, and his entire brain began to buzz. His numb hands could no longer hold onto the Jingyang Sword, which was sent flying out with a clang, along with Qin Tianhua himself.

  "Lost..."

  "It seems like I've really lost..."

  "Ah, I really can't believe it, Qin Shixiong has actually lost." The crowd below was in an uproar, also marveling at the inhuman brute strength that Lu Qing possessed. However, the three guardians sitting on the stage did not think so. Luo Tianyou's face was calm and serene as he sighed, "Lu Qing's control over his aura is indeed impressive, it's understandable that Tian Hua was forced into a corner."

  He immediately looked bitter, turned his head to Xu Qing and said: "After all, the master's vision is good." While Xu Qing was smiling and silent at this time, Luo Tianyou was confused for a while, his eyes flashing, wondering what he was thinking.

  Lu Qing didn't want to compete anymore after winning, although he still had some tricks up his sleeve. He didn't want to reveal too much too soon, as his current achievements were already astonishing. If he exposed everything, it would be hard to avoid being the subject of gossip. As the saying goes, "a tall tree in the forest will be blown down by the wind," and he might become a target for others' schemes.

  Lu Qing is now very satisfied, after all, in just half a year, he has achieved such results, although there are many coincidences in between, but he has also experienced life and death several times, which is the greatest gain between life and death.

  Jumping down from the sword platform, Lu Qing said to Chang Mei: "I give up the opportunity for the next challenge."

  "Give up?" Long Mei looked at Lu Qing with some surprise, "With your strength, you should be able to advance a few more places."

  With a wry smile, Lu Qing said: "A few more names and you'll be overestimating me. Just now wasn't I forced to take advantage of the situation? I may not have won so easily otherwise. Continuing to challenge would only bring shame upon myself."

  "Oh?" The old man's gaze was somewhat strange, but he still waved his hand and let Lu Qing go down.

  Did he see something? Lu Qing's heart was filled with doubts, could it be his own cultivation? But this wasn't the reason why he was so confident in his abilities either, after all, a duel on the sword platform had too many uncertainties as long as their cultivations were similar.

  Just as Lu Qing walked from the front row to the third row, when passing by the second row, a cold voice rose. It was one of the two young men standing in front of Duan Qingyun: "I hope that after half a year, you will have the ability to challenge me. Don't think that beating Qin Tianhua, that waste, is anything."

  The young man smiled lightly again, patted Lu Qing's shoulder and said: "I will let you know that not only is there a difference between outer door disciples and inner sect disciples, but also among our inner sect disciples, there are insurmountable differences."

  "Oh," he didn't stay, Lu Qing walked past him, "Then I'll wait with bated breath."

  Without blaming Lu Qing for his rudeness, the young man said in a cold voice: "I hope that after half a year you still have such good teeth, otherwise I don't mind helping you once."

  "Hmph, don't think that just because you're inner disciples, you're that impressive. If you're interested, why don't I have a spar with Senior Sheng instead? How about it?" Duan Qingyun said with a sardonic expression on his face, instantly making Senior Sheng's face turn iron-green with rage. However, he quickly regained his composure and coldly replied, "Alright, but you need to get past the person in front of you first. I recall that just half a year ago, you had only just reached the peak of mid-Heavenly realm, so it's not possible for you to have broken through so quickly yet. Your Senior Lin is already at the level of great Heavenly realm after all."

  "Then don't bother, I'll take care of it myself." Not giving any face at all, Duan Qingyun retorted, and the two immediately fell silent.

  Back to the third row, Qin Tianhua was injured in his tendons and bones just now, so he went back to rest. Lu Qing stood up to his position.

  This is the change after half a year. Looking at the figure of Gong Yangyu in front, Lu Qing silently said to himself. As if sensing Lu Qing's gaze, Gong Yangyu turned his head and the two exchanged a glance. From Gong Yangyu's eyes, Lu Qing saw a hint of hidden worry and ferocity.

  Against the landing, Qing Leng smiled coldly and turned his head away.

  The battle continued, and the next fight almost made Lu Qing focus on observing, which was already a battle above the heavenly rank of swordsmen. The thirteen swords of Akatsuki were almost perfectly displayed in the hands of these people. Due to the destruction caused by his previous battle with Qin Tianhua, the current battle was even more difficult to maneuver on the sword platform. However, it forced everyone's potential to come out, and various moves changed endlessly, making Lu Qing's eyes dazzled. Compared with the hastily learned thirteen swords of Akatsuki, he gained a lot at that time, and some of the difficult-to-understand ones were remembered in his heart, waiting to be sorted out and absorbed later.

  Perhaps due to the pressure of the great comparison, the 19th ranked young man named Yun unexpectedly grasped the state of "lifting heavy as light" in the last days and defeated two fellow disciples who were previously ahead of him, his sword pointing directly at Duan Qingyun.

  With a nonchalant pout, she pulled out the fiery scarlet sword and with a single stomp of her foot, she suddenly rose into the air, as if a large ball had fallen onto the two black iron swords. In Lu Qing's eyes, the two black iron swords only sank slightly, about half an inch, without any tremble, and it was possible that they only sank because of Duan Qingyun's weight. With such control, Lu Qing couldn't help but feel a twinge of inferiority in his heart.

  He still needs to work harder in the future, Lu Qing thought to himself, and also realized that in the previous few matches with Duan Qingyun, he had obviously held back a lot, otherwise he wouldn't have had many opportunities.

  "Make your move." Duan Qingyun gazed calmly at the spirited young man in front of him. Lie Huo Jian drew a sword flower, waiting for his opponent to make a move.

  No need for courtesy, that year Yun's red long sword was also swung out, and the five-inch solar sword energy burst out, and the whole person rose into the air. The sharp sword energy flashed towards Duan Qingyun's head like lightning, in Lu Qing's eyes, although the trajectory of the opponent's long sword was a bit blurry, he could almost grasp its direction smoothly. Apparently, the opponent entered the realm of lightness and heaviness later than him, otherwise, it would not have been so easy for him to see through.

  Looking at Duan Qingyun, facing this sword, the fierce fire sword in his hand rose casually, and a layer of pure purple sharp sword energy floated up with a "whoosh" sound. The sword energy pierced through the sword tip, about six inches long, and a hot breath suddenly burst out.

  This fiery aura, Lu Qing only now discovered some strange things. This wasn't the kind of aura that would gradually appear in the Sword Origin Realm after entering it, nor was it a natural Five Elements or other types of power's aura. It was because he had abandoned his life and death to achieve this unusual sword aura. So what about Duan Qingyun now? How could she be so reckless and reveal herself like this? Just a moment ago, Lu Qing himself was still trying hard to suppress the thunderous energy in his Sword Origin, or else he would have been discovered long ago.

  At the same time Lu Qing was perplexed, Duan Qingyun's swords had already clashed, and Yun clearly hadn't expected Duan Qingyun to see through his sword technique so easily. As their two swords collided, a thick, fierce, yet fiery sword energy instantly shattered the Xuanyang sword energy attached to his sword.

  "Ah——" He hastily retreated several steps, and a few drops of fresh blood fell from the corner of his mouth. With just one sword strike, his entire mouth had been injured by Duan Qingyun's sword energy.

  Duan Qingyun obviously didn't want to let him off so easily, his massive body moved as lightly as a bird on the sword platform, unfolding the Thirteen Swords of Dawn. The sword energy was like the sun scattering its golden rays in all directions, and the purple sword energy fell down like a waterfall, but seemed to slow down at the same time. A faint ripple appeared in the air, like the ripples on the surface of the water. At this moment, Lu Qing could no longer grasp Duan Qingyun's trajectory of drawing his sword, and could only vaguely feel a general shadow.

  It seems that being carefree and easy-going is still just a beginner's stage for me after all.

  In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged over a dozen moves, and Nian Yun was completely suppressed by Duan Qingyun. Whether it was cultivation or swordsmanship, the purple energy on Nian Yun's longsword had thinned to just a thin layer. With a gritted teeth, his longsword drew a perfect arc, and as the energy swept out, it outlined a purple sun that pushed towards Duan Qingyun in mid-air. Wherever the sun passed, the black iron sword was sent flying wildly, as if it had been plowed by a heavy tool.

  Lu Qing's eyes flashed with a sharp light, staring intently at Nian Yun's movements. This guy had actually grasped one of the three great ultimate moves - "Purple Energy Arrives from the East". If it could be said that his previous grasp of "Light as a Feather" was a coincidence, then this "Purple Energy Arrives from the East" was no longer an accident. This person's mind was not shallow, and Lu Qing secretly took note of Nian Yun in his heart.

  Looking at Duan Yun again, a somewhat playful and irreverent face finally revealed a hint of solemnity. With the same move, the Flame Sword emitted a fiery aura, unfolding a perfect arc that was even more natural than Yan Yun's. The six-inch sword energy swept through space with a whooshing sound, instantly condensing into a giant purple sun that was one circle larger than Yan Yun's. The sword energy wrapped around the sun rotated rapidly, and with a flick of the Flame Sword, it charged straight at Yan Yun.

  In the blink of an eye, the two purple suns merged together in a strange and unusual way. Then, a dazzling purple light flashed by, followed by a muffled hum. Duan Qingyun took two steps back, with a thread of fresh blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. The black iron sword under his feet was trampled down three inches deep. At the same time, an invisible wave of air spread out, blowing up a circle of strong winds that stirred up mud and sand on the ground, obscuring everyone's line of sight.

  Compared to Duan Qingyun's retreat, that year Yun was like a defeated broom, flying out of the sword platform with his sword, and was caught by a long eyebrow below the platform. He was handed over to an outer door disciple who had been waiting for a long time and taken away. This battle did not make Duan Qingyun feel easy. (Ten Steps Rush New List, Urgently Seeking Recommendation Votes and Collection, Hoping Everyone's Generous Help, Let Ten Steps Really Take Ten Steps to Kill One Person, Thousands of Miles Without Leaving a Trace, Killing All the Way to the Top Ten!)