Chapter 83

As a member of the Seven Laws of the Divine Kingdom and the fourth-ranked young powerhouse on the Green Cloud List, he had every reason to be proud. In his view, tonight's sword trial was unfair—especially since he ultimately lost to Luoluo, which made his feelings even stronger—so he still felt he could be proud and confident.

But a loss was a loss. Proud as he was, he had intended to remain silent, but then he saw the smile on Chen Changsheng's face and heard Luoluo's laughter. He found Chen Changsheng's smile despicable and Luoluo's laughter grating, so he couldn't help but say the words he had planned to keep hidden in his heart.

Yes, he was not convinced. His final move was called Feibai, with a dry brush stroke that resembled an iron wire. If he could use true essence, the initial momentum of the sword would create an iron curtain in front of him. Even if Luoluo's final thrust was fast and fierce, it would not have been able to penetrate his sword formation and injure him.

Luoluo turned to look at him, seeing his expression and knowing what he was thinking. She raised an eyebrow and said, "If... I could use true essence, I would have already broken your sword defense on the seventy-sixth move."

She said this calmly, but with an unshakable certainty.

Guan Feibai's expression changed. Recalling the previous battle, the crowd watching in front of the hall also began to recall. After a moment of silence, they all came to the same conclusion—yes, if true essence could be used, the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword that Chen Changsheng had let Luoluo use should have been able to directly strike the center of the chest, securing an early victory.

"The problem is, even if you could use true essence, you couldn't execute that move."

Guan Feibai, feeling he had figured out the whole situation, looked at her coldly and said, "Not to mention that move, even earlier, there were several moves of the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword that, with your current cultivation level, you couldn't execute. You were just going through the motions!"

The crowd began to murmur, and even senior experts like Dean Mao Qiuyu acknowledged that Guan Feibai's words made sense.

The biggest issue with the demon race practicing human cultivation techniques is that, due to the significant differences in their meridian structures, it is very difficult to break through the Mystic Realm. Therefore, the demon race's current strong figures, including Jin Yulv who had previously taken action, had all been exposed to human cultivation techniques before adulthood, but after adulthood, they still practiced the demon race's own secret techniques.

Tonight, in the sword trial, Luoluo, the princess, used human sword techniques, and she must have practiced human cultivation techniques.

Logically, she couldn't break through the Mystic Realm, and thus couldn't execute the powerful moves in the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword.

No one had mentioned this before because it was already determined that both sides would not use true essence, and the focus was more on Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi, as well as Luoluo and Guan Feibai. Even if the moves she used were just for show, it still adhered to the rules of the competition, and no one could criticize her.

It wasn't until Guan Feibai pointed this out that people realized the trial was even more unfair to the Lishan Sword Sect than they had initially thought.

The night wind gently blew through the palace, and the white crane on the roof buried its head in its feathers, seemingly asleep.

No one spoke, only looking at Luoluo.

Although there was no criticism or re-evaluation of the results, the meaning hidden in those gazes was very clear.

Gou Hanshi shook his head, signaling Guan Feibai to return.

Luoluo, seeing the humans' gazes, raised an eyebrow, feeling slightly uncomfortable, but said nothing and turned to walk to the side of the field.

Guan Feibai, looking at her back, sneered silently and turned as well.

The two walked in opposite directions, gradually moving farther apart, until they were about to return to their respective teams, already dozens of feet apart.

At this moment, Luoluo suddenly stopped.

Then, she did something.

She held the Rainfall Whip and casually struck the ground.

The whip rose like the wind and fell like rain, precisely the most powerful move in the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword!

A crisp sound!

The Rainfall Whip, filled with true essence, struck the heavy earth like a sword!

The ground in front of the hall seemed to tremble for a moment!

A large crack immediately appeared on the ground!

Countless dust and gravel shot out from the crack, resembling thousands of moths under the starlight!

Who said the demon race found it difficult to break through the Mystic Realm when practicing human cultivation techniques?

What realm did the Rainfall Whip display at this moment?

Who said she couldn't execute the most powerful moves in the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword?

What was this whip strike?

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Hearing the crisp sound, Guan Feibai suddenly turned around.

He didn't see Luoluo's action, but he saw the residual true energy traces in the night sky, then heard the cracking sound from the ground.

He looked at the ground and saw a crack extending towards him, stopping about a foot away from him.

Dust and gravel spewed out from the crack, landing with a pattering sound.

His pupils constricted, and his face instantly turned pale.

He could guess which move of the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword Luoluo had used—the very move he had said she couldn't execute.

During the sword trial, they were about ten feet apart, but now they were dozens of feet apart.

If her sword intent could reach him now, how much more so earlier?

He finally understood that, for some reason, she had already broken through the Mystic Realm and fully mastered the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword!

If the sword trial had been a real battle, and not without true essence, would he have lost?

In a brief moment, he thought of many things, considering countless possibilities, and realized he couldn't find any way to win!

Was he really inferior to her?

Luoluo's whip sound still echoed in the night, drifting far in the quiet Zhou Dynasty palace.

The sound was very crisp.

It was like a slap in the face.

Guan Feibai, thinking of his previous proud and cold words, felt his cheeks burning.

His pale cheeks turned slightly red.

The crowd watching in front of the hall was equally shocked, looking at the crack on the ground and at Luoluo, who stood quietly with the whip beside Chen Changsheng, remaining silent for a long time.

They also felt that Luoluo's whip strike was like a slap on their own faces!

It was rare to hear of a demon race member, not yet an adult, breaking through the Mystic Realm by practicing human cultivation techniques!

How did she do it?

Mo Yu looked at Luoluo, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, thinking more deeply—was the talent of the White Emperor's lineage so powerful?

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"I didn't expect that the princess could overcome that obstacle."

Gou Hanshi looked at Luoluo and said, "Congratulations, princess, but I wonder..."

"Yes."

Luoluo understood his meaning, turned to Chen Changsheng, and bowed respectfully, saying, "Thank you, sir, for your teachings."

Gou Hanshi looked at Chen Changsheng, remaining silent for a long time, then said, "I am truly impressed."

This admiration was genuine.

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