Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 675 - 99 Doing Ye Juns Hair_3
Chapter 675: Chapter 99 Doing Ye Jun’s Hair_3
Chapter 675 -99 Doing Ye Jun’s Hair_3
Very good, only now can he be considered a Sword Immortal Cultivator!
Seeing that reinforcements had finally arrived, Qian Qian from outside the arena hurried over and whispered:
“The ones who introduced our target to us before are these people. They said that we were stingy and unwilling to make a deal last time, making them lose face in front of the target. So they insisted on having us as swordsmanship sparring partners before they would consider introducing us again.”
“But it looks like your sister can’t beat him.” Yan Yu squinted towards the stage.
It was more than just not being able to win, she was being utterly toyed with. The opponent’s swordsmanship was not low by any means, and they not only had the upper hand in direct Swordsmanship Combat, they also took the opportunity to sneak attack Ye Qianru on the stage with a sword strike, tearing her outer clothes without injuring the skin underneath – it could be said that she was technically dominated.
Ye Qianru, proud and haughty, even though she knew she was completely outmatched, was still stubbornly controlling her sword, determined to last until the opponent showed a flaw. However, in Yan Yu’s view, even if the opponent showed a flaw, with her level of swordsmanship she might not be able to seize it.
Ye Jun watched from the side, filled with righteous indignation, thinking that if you’re going to fight, just fight properly. What’s the meaning of such mockery and mistreatment? She then transmitted a message to Yan Yu asking:
“Call a stop?”
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“Stop it,” Yan Yu said.
Ye Jun waved the Xuan Guang Ruler, splitting off two blossoms of light to envelop the top, but the result was that seven or eight civilian cultivators around her drew their swords in unison, with one of them even shouting loudly:
“Don’t you know the rules? The match isn’t over yet, what right do you have to interfere?”
“You want to say that to me again?” Yan Yu asked with a smile.
“Who are you?” The man was still being stubborn, but he was quickly grabbed by his terrified companion who whispered urgently:
“It’s Yan Yu! Are you blind, it’s Yan Yu!”
A person’s reputation casts a long shadow. Among the real seekers of the way of swordsmanship, Sword Immortal Cultivators, there are few who have not heard of Yan Yu’s great name, for he is not only the Divine General Dinghai, the premier cultivator of Lu Country, but also the most formidable Sword Immortal in Lu Country… Even though many in the north still believe that Lord Master could compete for the title of “premier cultivator of Lu Country” with Yan Yu, they can’t actually claim “Lord Master is the number one Sword Immortal in Lu Country.”
After all, Lord Master, though a practitioner of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Sword, is primarily magic with the sword as secondary, and in this respect, truly no match for Yan Yu.
Of course, to become a civilian cultivator, one must possess a certain spirit of impulsive adventurism and disdain for authority. For instance, if you were still a mere mortal and suddenly stumbled upon an entrance to a Mysterious Realm, would you dare not report it to the official residence and directly venture in on your own? If not, you wouldn’t become a civilian cultivator.
The man said with a sneer, his temper flaring:
“So what if it’s Yan Yu? Who knows if he’s all bark and no bite? Only after a fight will we know who’s tougher!”
“What, you want to fight me first?” Yan Yu smiled as he manipulated the Sword technique, and the Huang Tingjian flew instantly out of the scabbard.
This sword was broad and heavy, with a dragon pattern on its spine, and its Divine Light concealed with a sharp edge on display, clearly of an absolutely extraordinary Grade. If used against their ordinary Flying Swords in a duel, it could easily cleave them in two – so much for a duel.
The man swallowed hard at the sight of the Huang Tingjian’s majestic appearance and said:
“Our Swordsmanship Combat group doesn’t rely on the advantage of Flying Swords, we only care about the skill in swordsmanship! If you’ve got the guts, use our Flying Swords to fight us!”
“Yan Yu, be careful, it could be a trick,” Ye Jun quickly transmitted in warning.
One should know that a masterless Flying Sword would not obey commands. When they say “use our Flying Swords,” it means that someone would lend their Flying Sword to Yan Yu while using their intentions to make the Flying Sword follow Yan Yu’s commands.
If that person cheats during the competition, with just a silent thought, their Flying Sword could immediately betray Yan Yu, which would be perilous.
“No problem,” Yan Yu smiled faintly and said to the opposite side, “Then may I borrow a sword?”
“You’ve got guts! Worthy of being the Divine General Dinghai!” The man clapped his hands immediately, “Bring out the sword!”
No one responded.
The man, somewhat frustrated and humiliated, specifically pointed out:
“Old Eight, lend your sword to the Divine General.”
A man with a tuft of yellow hair shot out immediately, presenting his Flying Sword with both hands to Yan Yu, enthusiastically saying:
“Divine General Dinghai, my name is Zhang Ziwen, nicknamed Old Eight. Could you give me an autograph? Just sign on the hilt of my sword, I have a marker right here…”
Everyone was dumbfounded. Brother, can you read the room? We’re currently Yan Yu’s opponents! Can’t you save your fangirl moment for later?
The man on the opposite side was furious, sending a sword flying that hit Old Eight’s rear, sending him screeching as he was knocked away:
“What autograph! A sword is a cultivator’s bravery, do you want me to sign on your bravery too?”
