Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 1473: Zhuo Wanzong

The battle on the Martial Arts Arena continued.

Xiao Yi glanced at Elder Yun Yuan and Hui Deacon.

He finally understood why, four months ago, Elder Yun Yuan traveled from afar to deliver the Sword Token to him at the Golden Light Dangerous Land.

For him, this Sword Domain grand event was a rare opportunity.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yi looked at the two and smiled knowingly.

"What are you smiling about?" Elder Yun Yuan noticed Xiao Yi’s smile and asked.

"It’s nothing." Xiao Yi smiled and looked towards the Martial Arts Arena, "The competition between the two branches should be over in less than half a day."

"Hmm." Elder Yun Yuan nodded, "The martial artists of the two sects have competed as they should."

"As for the outcome, it appears to be neck and neck at this point."

"Indeed, determining the superiority of the two sects should also be resolved within this half-day."

The competition between the two branches had been going on for over two days.

The Swordmen who should take the stage had already done so.

However, this competition clearly followed rules with rounds.

Now, it was the final round.

Whether it was the Qi Sect disciples or the Artifact Sect disciples, most had gone on stage several times and faced off multiple times.

But from what Xiao Yi could see, it was hard to say who was truly superior between the two sects.

Or in other words, it was also unclear which was more powerful: Qi Sword Force or Artifact Sword Power.

The two types of sword power were at the same level, just different in effect.

The competition between the martial artists was more about their ability to apply these sword powers.

Although the sword powers were different in effect, they were forces of the same level.

So, it was merely a test of personal skills and techniques.

"This endless debate, perhaps even if the two sects fight for another ten thousand years, there will be no conclusion." Xiao Yi chuckled.

"Indeed." Elder Yun Yuan nodded.

"Debating which is stronger, Qi Sword Force or Artifact Sword Power."

"Is no different from debating which is stronger, Soul Master or Array Master, just different professions, different cultivation paths."

"The real measure of superiority lies in personal skills."

"However, this is also what’s interesting about the Swordmen in the Sword Domain; it’s their faith."

"A pure Sword Cultivator, without faith, would be a sad thing."

Xiao Yi nodded, "Just like a Martial Artist, who doesn’t believe that the Martial Arts Dao has an end, who doesn’t believe they can reach the end of the Martial Arts Dao, would lack the fighting spirit, which would be sad."

Beside him, Hui Deacon’s eyes suddenly brightened.

Elder Yun Yuan smiled approvingly and nodded.

Perhaps, Xiao Yi somewhat understood the reason behind the countless years of conflict between the two sects.

Sword Cultivators are the purest, yet also the most prone to stubbornness.

Of course, this stubbornness, when applied to cultivation, isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

A Martial Artist, even if not a Sword Cultivator, without at least this much stubbornness for what they cultivate, wouldn’t that be laughable?

Hours later.

On the Martial Arts Arena, two figures leaped up simultaneously.

"This is the final match." Elder Yun Yuan said solemnly.

"The previous victories were evenly split."

"The victory of this competition between the two sects rests on this final match."

Xiao Yi looked at the two on stage and frowned.

From the Artifact Sect, unexpectedly, it was the girl Ding Qiuyue who took the stage.

And from the Qi Sect, it was a young man about 25 years old.

The man’s presence alone far surpassed Ding Qiuyue.

"Saint Emperor Realm Eighth Layer." Xiao Yi frowned.

"This guy, he must have awakened his Martial Soul a second time already."

"Ding Qiuyue is only at the Sixth Layer of the Saint King Realm, how can she compete?"

Moreover, Ding Qiuyue was only 16 or 17 years old.

The age gap between them was nearly ten years.

"There’s no helping it." Elder Yun Yuan shook his head, "These two are the successors of the current sects."

"That boy from the Qi Sect, called Zhuo Wanzong, is no ordinary person."

"It is heard that after this grand event, he will inherit the position of Qi Sect Master."

"And that little girl from the Artifact Sect, though young, was affirmed by the old Sect Leader of the Artifact Sect to be a once-in-ten-thousand-years Supreme Monster."

"It is heard that at 6 years old, she had already been determined as the future successor of the old Sect Leader of the Artifact Sect."

Xiao Yi nodded.

He understood why there was such a high-grade Sword Power Technique like the ’Comprehensive Weapon Manual’ in the Ding Family Manor.

It must have been gifted by the Artifact Sect.

Furthermore, when Ding Qiuyue was abducted by the Cold Light Mansion, it was the Six Sword Guards of the Artifact Sect who personally rescued her.

By this time, the competition on the Martial Arts Arena had yet to commence.

The referee was explaining some conventional rules to the two.

Xiao Yi frowned.

Beside him, Hui Deacon’s tone was indifferent, "That boy Zhuo Wanzong intends to act as an Assassin."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi was taken aback, then chuckled, "The match hasn’t even started yet."

"Moreover, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhuo Wanzong should..."

"Fool." Elder Yun Yuan chuckled, "Your Senior Hui has killed more people than you have eaten meals."

"With just a glance, he can tell if that boy Zhuo Wanzong intends to kill."

Xiao Yi’s expression changed.

He remembered that Hui Deacon was once the Fearsome Killing God in the Central Region.

Moreover, he was the former chief instructor of the Heavenly Nether Mansion. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

A character of such caliber can indeed see through one’s intentions at a glance.

"As expected." Xiao Yi suddenly collected his thoughts and looked towards the Martial Arts Arena.

By this time, the confrontation on the Martial Arts Arena had already begun.

And almost at this instant, Xiao Yi saw the first move Zhuo Wanzong made and concluded that Hui Deacon was correct.

"Indeed? You saw it too?" Hui Deacon looked at Xiao Yi with a hint of surprise, "It seems you’ve killed almost as many people as I have."

Xiao Yi did not respond.

Because suddenly, the situation on the Martial Arts Arena changed.

Ding Qiuyue was unexpectedly forced to retreat repeatedly.

And behind her, several shattered sword blades, standing upright, appeared on the ground at an unknown time.

If this continued, Ding Qiuyue would fall backward and be pierced to death by these broken sword blades.

"Good, Zhuo Wanzong. Wants to accidentally kill someone, does he?" Elder Yun Yuan also noticed the trick.

Swish...

Just at this moment, Xiao Yi flashed and leaped onto the Martial Arts Arena.

"Hey, kid." Elder Yun Yuan was surprised.

Xiao Yi had already arrived on the Martial Arts Arena and caught Ding Qiuyue.

"Big brother." Ding Qiuyue, seeing Xiao Yi suddenly appear, was full of joy.

But before she could say more, she had already spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Yi glanced and silently affirmed in his heart.

Ding Qiuyue had her Primordial Power sealed, and if he hadn’t appeared in time, she would have surely fallen and been impaled by the sharp sword blades on the ground.

"Where did you come from, kid, daring to disrupt the grand competition between the two sects?" An old, loud voice suddenly rang out.

Outside the Martial Arts Arena, Elder Yun Yuan frowned, "I’ll go pull that kid down."

"No need." Hui Deacon smiled, "Let the young man have his moment in the spotlight."

Clang...

On the Martial Arts Arena, Zhuo Wanzong did not retract his sword but attacked.

Xiao Yi flicked his fingers, releasing a stream of Sword Qi.

Bang... A loud explosion.

Zhuo Wanzong wielded his sword to block but was forced to retreat by the Sword Qi.

...

Third update.