Martial Arts to Supremacy

Chapter 28 Civil War at Ten Thousand Swords Peak

From the very beginning of their encounter, she had already fallen into Su Muqing's trap!

Su Muqing appeared to be passively defending, but in reality, she had already silently set up the Zhou Tian Xing Luo Array in every clash!

This formation is unassuming and subtle, using stellar energy as a guide and the trajectory of combat as patterns. It traps the enemy invisibly without them noticing. Once the formation is complete, it becomes an inescapable net, from which there is no escape!

"break!"

Wen Hanqiu's face turned ashen, her heart filled with shock and anger. She no longer held back, pouring all her spiritual energy into her longsword. The sword burst forth with a dazzling silver light as she unleashed the ultimate technique of Wanjian Peak, slashing at the star array cage in front of her.

"Smash it!"

The violent sword intent exploded in the center of the arena, but when it landed on the starlight cage, it only stirred up ripples. Not only did it fail to break the formation, but it was also backfired by the power of the star formation, causing her blood to surge and a trace of blood to spill from the corner of her mouth.

She swung her sword wildly, unleashing dozens of strikes in succession. The sword energy raged wildly, but the starlight cage not only did not break, but instead tightened, and the power of the starlight strangulation became stronger and stronger, imprisoning her body tightly, making it extremely difficult to even move half a step.

She finally realized that from the very beginning, Su Muqing had completely controlled the rhythm of the battle. With her swordsmanship, she simply couldn't break through this Zhou Tian Xing Luo Formation!

On the field, Wen Hanqiu's struggles became increasingly futile, her spiritual energy was completely depleted, and her face was as pale as paper.

Su Muqing stood at the center of the formation, her gaze indifferent, her clear and cold voice echoing throughout the entire area: "Senior Sister Wen, you have already entered my Star Luo Formation. If you continue to fight, you will only be severely injured by the backlash of the formation's power. Admit defeat."

Wen Hanqiu gripped the longsword tightly, her knuckles turning white, her eyes filled with resentment and frustration.

As one of the top geniuses of Wanjian Peak, she always took pride in fighting head-on and never imagined that she would be trapped and killed by an array, without even having the chance to fight head-on.

But she knew in her heart that there was no way to turn the tide at this moment, and that forcing a fight to the death would only result in her being seriously injured and forced to retreat.

After a long silence, she took a deep breath, sheathed her sword, her face dejected, and bowed to the platform and Su Muqing, her voice filled with undisguised loneliness: "I... admit defeat."

The moment those words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

Immediately, earth-shattering shouts and uproar ignited the entire Lingxiao Martial Arts Arena!

No one expected that this evenly matched sword duel would end in such a way.

Wan Jianfeng's fierce swordsmanship ultimately failed to break through Xinghe Peak's deadly star formation. Su Muqing, with her absolute mastery of formations, secured her first victory in the personal disciple competition!

Su Muqing waved her hand gently, the starlight in the sky dissipated, and the Zhou Tian Xing Luo Array was instantly deactivated. She nodded slightly to Wen Hanqiu with perfect manners, and then gracefully left the arena, leaving the audience in awe.

Wen Hanqiu left dejectedly, while the Wanjian Peak members looked solemn, and the Xinghe Peak disciples all wore happy expressions.

Among the spectators, a glint flashed in Li An's eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The array formations of Xinghe Peak are indeed extremely profound.

Su Muqing gracefully left the stage, and before the lingering aura of star power on Lingxiao's dueling platform had dissipated, the roar of cheers from the entire arena soared into the sky.

Xinghe Peak defeated the sword with an array, winning decisively and thoroughly demonstrating to everyone the extraordinary skills and strength of the direct disciple.

The inner and outer disciples, who had initially been somewhat curious about the personal disciple competition, were now filled with nothing but deep awe. They even became cautious in their whispers, afraid of missing any of the upcoming peak battles.

The elder in charge of enforcement slowly walked to the front of the stage, his gaze sweeping over the entire audience. His voice, clear and deep, suppressed all the clamor: "Next match, Wan Jianfeng's Shang Nantian versus Wan Jianfeng's Zhao Xuan!"

These words caused another stir in the audience.

It turned out to be an internal war within Wanjian Peak!

It should be known that the disciples of Wanjian Peak are all proud and arrogant, taking the sword as their way. They have deep feelings for each other as fellow disciples, but they also secretly compete with each other. The duel between disciples is far more dangerous than the cross-peak competition.

They knew each other's sword techniques to some extent and were aware of each other's weaknesses. When they attacked, they would never hold back, and every move was aimed at winning or losing.

In an instant, two figures dressed in silver-white sword robes stepped into the air and stood on the Lingxiao Martial Arts Stage.

The man on the left is tall and upright, with a resolute face and an unstoppable domineering aura between his brows. His spiritual energy is wild and rampant. He is Shang Nantian, a direct disciple of Wanjian Peak.

His cultivation was stable at the early stage of the Transformation Realm, and his fierce swordsmanship dominated the inner sect. After entering the ranks of personal disciples, his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

This method excels in offensive combat. When the Dharma form is unsheathed, it possesses the power to split mountains and cleave seas. It crushes opponents purely with brute force and sharpness, making it the most typical offensive sword cultivator in Wanjian Peak.

The man on the right, with a steady posture, square face, and reserved and profound temperament, exudes a powerful and dignified aura. His spiritual energy is as solid as a mountain, without the slightest arrogance, yet he possesses an indestructible presence. This is Zhao Xuan.

His cultivation had actually broken through to the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm, which was a small realm higher than Shang Nantian's, and his foundation was even more profound.

Both being disciples of Wanjian Peak and both possessing high-grade Yellow-rank sword dharma forms, one offensive and one defensive, one in the early stage and the other in the middle stage, this duel between fellow sword cultivators filled all the disciples with anticipation as soon as the candidates were decided.

"It's Senior Brother Shang Nantian! His Mountain-Splitting Sword Technique is incomparably fierce; almost no one in the same realm can withstand it head-on!"

"Senior Brother Zhao Xuan has actually broken through to the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm without anyone noticing? Just a few months ago he was only at the early stage, his progress is too fast!"

"The Rock-Solid Sword versus the Mountain-Splitting Sword—let's see if we can break through or defend!"

On the high platform, the peak master of Wanjian Peak opened his eyes and looked at the two disciples on the platform, a hint of expectation flashing in his eyes.

Standing in the corner of the crowd, Li An's gaze sharpened slightly, and when it landed on Zhao Xuan, a knowing glint flashed in his eyes.

He had met Zhao Xuan a few times before. He had accidentally stumbled upon Zhao Xuan practicing swordsmanship diligently, but Zhao Xuan was stubbornly sticking to his own style and not knowing how to adapt. So he casually gave him a piece of advice: "The sword is not about sticking to a dead end. It is about combining defense with offense, and using defense to support offense. That is the way to make a living move."

At that time, Zhao Xuan seemed to have some understanding, but I did not delve into it. Now it seems that this person has really taken it to heart and has even integrated this principle into his own Rock Sword Dao.

"The contest begins!"

As soon as the elder finished speaking, he instantly retreated to the edge of the arena.

The two people on stage moved almost simultaneously!

"Dharma form, manifest!"

Two low shouts echoed simultaneously throughout the stadium.

As Shang Nantian's spiritual energy surged violently, a huge sword shadow, entirely crimson and covered with ferocious patterns, appeared in mid-air amidst the bursting golden light. It was none other than the Mountain-Splitting Sword Technique!

As soon as the Dharma form appeared, an incomparably domineering and sharp aura swept across the entire area, the air was cut with a hissing sound, as if even the void was about to be torn apart by this fierce force.

Without any hesitation, he moved like an arrow released from a bow, gripping his longsword and channeling all his spiritual energy to unleash the Gale Sword Technique, charging fiercely towards Zhao Xuan. His swordplay was expansive and powerful, each strike carrying the terrifying power to shatter mountains and break rocks!

"Well done!"

Zhao Xuan shouted in a deep voice, and a yellowish-brown spiritual light shot into the sky from his body. A heavy and steady aura spread out, and a giant sword dharma image shaped like an ancient rock hung high above his head. The rock sword dharma image was as stable as Mount Tai, protecting his body completely.

Faced with Shang Nantian's fierce and relentless attacks, Zhao Xuan did not choose to confront him head-on. Instead, he followed the Rock-Stone Sword Path, holding his sword horizontally across his chest to firmly protect his vital points. His Dharma Aura and his own spiritual energy merged perfectly, transforming into an incomparably thick sword aura barrier.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The deafening clang of metal against metal echoed throughout the entire arena.

The domineering blade of the Mountain-Splitting Sword slashed fiercely at the rocky sword energy, and each collision stirred up ripples of spiritual energy.

Shang Nantian's attacks were swift and fierce, each sword strike faster than the last, creating a dense barrage of sword shadows, as if he wanted to completely overwhelm Zhao Xuan with his ferocious offensive.

Shang Nantian launched the main attack, each move a desperate attempt to break through the defense with brute force, while Zhao Xuan focused on defense, remaining as steady as a mountain, leaving no room for error. No matter how fierce the opponent's attacks were, he always defended as solid as a rock.

In an instant, crimson and earthy yellow spiritual light intertwined and collided on the dueling platform, sword energy crisscrossed and raged, and fierce offensive power clashed fiercely with heavy defensive power, the scene was no less than the sword formation duel just now.

The audience watched intently, their hearts pounding in their chests.

Jam Hsiao stared intently at the arena, his gaze even more focused than before. Shang Nantian's attack and Zhao Xuan's defense were both pure swordplay duels.

Without any array formations or trickery, the duel relied entirely on the most authentic swordsmanship and cultivation foundation. This was extremely valuable for him, who had just entered Thunder Peak and was mainly focused on direct combat.

Li An's gaze remained calm as he gently stroked his fingers, silently deducing the swordplay of the two men.

Shang Nantian's sword is powerful but lacks agility. With relentless attacks, his spiritual energy is consumed very quickly, and the flaws in his moves will gradually become apparent as his strength is depleted.

Zhao Xuan's swordsmanship was no longer the rigid defense of the past. Every parry and every deflection of force he used contained hidden skill. He seemed to be passively defending, but in reality, he was always observing the loopholes in Shang Nantian's moves and waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

Sure enough, after only a few dozen rounds, the situation gradually became clear.