Chapter 22

"Next match, Zhao Zhijing versus Yang Kang!"

Following Wang Chuyi's loud announcement, Su Yi and Zhao Zhijing slowly walked out of the crowd.

A hint of a cold smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Zhijing's mouth. "Junior Brother Yang, please."

Su Yi returned a smile. "Please go easy on me, Senior Brother Zhao."

After saying that, he drew his long sword and executed the move "Phoenix Arrives."

Zhao Zhijing responded with the same move.

After the formalities, Zhao Zhijing could no longer hold back. He grinned wildly and, in his first move, gripped his sword in a knife-holding stance and unleashed the most lethal move of the Quanzhen Sword Technique, "Golden Spear and Iron Horse," ruthlessly slashing towards Su Yi.

This move, "Golden Spear and Iron Horse," was created by Wang Chongyang on the battlefield. At that time, the Song Dynasty was weak and had suffered many defeats. Despite his full aspirations, he could not put them into practice. In his depressed state, he created this sword move, which was completely out of character for his Daoist mindset.

Zhao Zhijing had practiced the Quanzhen Sword Technique for over a decade and was extremely proficient. When he used this move, the normally peaceful martial arts field seemed to echo with the sounds of the battlefield, and the killing aura was incredibly intense.

Facing the aggressive Zhao Zhijing, Su Yi remained calm. His sword tip trembled lightly, and he countered with the Quanzhen Sword Technique, effortlessly blocking the move.

The Seven Quanzhen were immediately surprised. The move Su Yi used, "Drinking Alone Under the Moon," was one they were very familiar with. However, the posture Su Yi used was quite different from others, yet the power was immense, allowing him to easily block Zhao Zhijing's full attack.

Zhao Zhijing's full attack failed, and he grunted in anger. He swiftly delivered three more strikes, each aimed at Su Yi's vital points.

Su Yi lightly flicked his sword, deflecting all three strikes. Then, he pointed his sword at Zhao Zhijing and rushed forward, thrusting at him.

Clang!!!

The two swords clashed, and a long ringing sound echoed. Su Yi also returned to his original position.

Zhao Zhijing took several steps back, his face serious as he looked at Su Yi. He felt a tingling sensation in his right hand, never expecting his opponent's internal strength to be so extraordinary. Even compared to himself, it was only slightly inferior. Combined with Su Yi's forward momentum, this attack had put him at a slight disadvantage.

"Junior Brother Yang is indeed formidable. It seems I don't need to hold back anymore," Zhao Zhijing said, feeling a surge of jealousy seeing Su Yi's young age and remarkable cultivation. He pretended to be magnanimous, thinking that if he seriously injured Su Yi, he could claim that Su Yi was too strong and he couldn't hold back.

"Senior Brother, are you not going to attack? If you don't come, I will," Su Yi said with a slight smirk, taunting him.

How could Zhao Zhijing tolerate such disrespect? He couldn't help but get angry and, without further pretense, his eyes glinted with a fierce light as he charged at Su Yi, his sword carrying a hint of killing intent.

Su Yi was not afraid at all. He stood with his sword, engaging Zhao Zhijing. Both of them had learned the Quanzhen Sword Technique, and when they truly fought, the clash was intense, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

Zhao Zhijing, in terms of both internal strength and sword technique, was superior to Su Yi. Facing such a strong opponent, Su Yi was fully focused, his sword technique flowing like clouds and water, managing to match Zhao Zhijing evenly.

After more than a hundred moves, they were still evenly matched!

The more they fought, the more exhilarated Su Yi became. He couldn't help but let out a long cry, and his sword speed increased. The style of his sword technique changed, making the Quanzhen Sword Technique seem unfamiliar.

Zhao Zhijing immediately felt uncomfortable. He felt that Su Yi's Quanzhen Sword Technique had completely changed, and it seemed that no matter where he attacked, it was within Su Yi's expectations. Despite his superior sword technique, he couldn't gain any advantage and was even gradually falling behind.

On the viewing platform, the Seven Quanzhen were all stunned. Ma Yu couldn't help but exclaim, "Heavenly Venerable, is this really our Quanzhen Sword Technique? It feels both familiar and unfamiliar."

"This is definitely the Quanzhen Sword Technique!" Sun Buer, the weakest of the Seven Quanzhen, was given a precious sword by Wang Chongyang for self-defense. If they were to rank sword technique proficiency, Sun Buer would be at the top. She excitedly gestured with her hands and muttered, "Snake Emerging from the Cave, White Clouds Rising, Three Twists, Phoenix Facing the Sun... Isn't this our Quanzhen Sword Technique? Maybe this kid has modified it?"

Qiu Chuji was the most pleased among them. Su Yi had greatly enhanced his reputation. He couldn't help but laugh and say, "Although Kang's sword technique is not the strongest, his insight is excellent. Half a year ago, when I brought him to Zhongnan Mountain, he mentioned the concept of 'no move surpasses a move.' After hearing this, I gained a deeper understanding, and my sword technique improved greatly... This shows that this kid's insight in sword techniques is unparalleled!"

At this point, Zhao Zhijing was gradually falling behind. He felt that every move Su Yi used was similar to his but also very different. The common point was that his moves were being completely countered, as if a weak husband had encountered a fierce wife, unable to use his strength, and completely overpowered.

Su Yi laughed inwardly. Lin Chaoying, angry at Wang Chongyang's betrayal, created the Jade Maiden Sword Technique. The moves of this technique had the same names as the Quanzhen Sword Technique, and the moves were also similar. However, if the two techniques truly clashed, the Quanzhen Sword Technique would be completely overpowered.

Against other opponents, the Jade Maiden Sword Technique was just an excellent sword technique. But against the Quanzhen Sword Technique, it immediately transformed into a world-class technique, its power increasing dramatically.

Wang Chongyang had established a rule that all Quanzhen disciples must yield to the descendants of the Ancient Tomb Sect. Therefore, despite the two sects being close, they had no interaction... Su Yi was betting that the Seven Quanzhen had never seen the Jade Maiden Sword Technique. By using the Quanzhen Sword Technique first and then switching to the Jade Maiden Sword Technique, he ensured that these people, who had never seen the Jade Maiden Sword Technique, would still consider it the Quanzhen Sword Technique.

As you can see, even after using so many moves, the old Taoists haven't called a stop, right?

Once the Jade Maiden Sword Technique was unleashed, Zhao Zhijing quickly fell behind. Soon, he was cut several times, his clothes quickly resembling those of the Beggar Sect... Fortunately, Su Yi held back and didn't draw blood.

The more he fought, the more frustrated and angry Zhao Zhijing became. He was in his twenties, several years older than Su Yi, and had been in the Quanzhen Sect for much longer. Yet, he still couldn't defeat Su Yi and was being humiliated in front of everyone in the Quanzhen Sect, leaving him completely helpless... For Zhao Zhijing, who was vain and narrow-minded, this was almost a blood feud. His anger grew, and his eyes gradually turned red.

"Ah~~~" With a roar, Zhao Zhijing did not dodge Su Yi's sword aimed at his shoulder but instead moved forward to meet it.

Thud!

The situation changed abruptly. Su Yi's sword pierced through Zhao Zhijing's shoulder. Zhao Zhijing's face twisted into a cruel smile. He released his weapon, grabbed the sword that Su Yi had thrust into his body, and held it tightly. With his left hand, he picked up the fallen sword and thrust it at Su Yi's throat, his mind and spirit completely lost, no longer hiding his intention to kill Su Yi in front of the Seven Quanzhen.

"Oh no!" The Seven Quanzhen were all panicked, never expecting a friendly match to turn into a life-or-death struggle.

"Beast, how dare you!!!"

Qiu Chuji kicked his chair away and flew towards the arena to rescue Su Yi, but the distance was too far, and he was too late.

Su Yi remained calm, not panicking. He released the weapon controlled by Zhao Zhijing, twisted his body, and created several afterimages on the ground. The sword slashed through the afterimages, missing its target, while Su Yi had already leaped behind Zhao Zhijing and kicked him hard in the back.

"Spit..."

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Zhao Zhijing staggered forward. At this moment, Qiu Chuji arrived and, facing the scoundrel who wanted to kill his disciple, kicked him hard in the chest. Zhao Zhijing's body flew backward even faster.

Su Yi dodged, and Zhao Zhijing flew several meters before landing heavily on the ground, rolling a long distance, kicking up a cloud of dust, and lying motionless.

Qiu Chuji, worried about his disciple, kicked with no mercy, knocking Zhao Zhijing unconscious.

Ma Yu hurriedly checked Zhao Zhijing's condition. He saw that a sword was embedded in his right shoulder, blood flowing profusely, and his right hand was also covered in blood. After being kicked by Qiu Chuji and Su Yi, his condition was truly pitiful... Thanks to his years of Quanzhen internal strength, he was still alive, but barely.