On the stage!
As Yun Xiao defeated Jiang Yue, the elders from the major Jianfengs clamored in unison.
"It's impossible!"
"How can someone from the Dragon Spring Realm steamroll a Divine Sea Realm?"
They hadn't anticipated Jiang Yue's defeat!
No one could fathom that she would fall so quickly and so miserably!
Like a chicken, she was easily crushed in the grip of that young man in white.
She didn't have the strength to fight back!
Ye Tiance slammed his armrest, standing up immediately.
"Brother Ye, I'll take care of this!"
Beside him, the tall and powerfully built third sword reverer, Wu Wu, roared, his eyes blazing with fury!
He hadn't paid attention to his own son just a moment ago!
Now, Jiang Yue had been oppressed before him, and at the same time, he had received notification that his son, Wu Jianyang, had been killed by a sword strike from Yun Xiao.
The dual anger triggered an immediate psychological backlash!
Wu Wu's rage surged, almost causing him to lose control of his internal organs!
His face twisted in an ugly grimace, his features resembling a demonic apparition!
The guests were aghast!
Ye Tiance glanced at the elderly Buddhist beside him, his teeth clenched.
He was the lord accompanying the guests; this matter required his personal intervention.
The loss of face was unbearable!
"Wu Wu, this person is just a child; you need to protect Jiang Yue well!" Yao Manxue, the sixth sword reverer, reminded him with furrowed brows.
"Heh!"
Truly just a child.
But he wouldn't stop!
Bang!
He led a group of elders from the third Jianfeng, making a beeline toward the battlefield.
There were many elders on the fencing stage maintaining order, but Jiang Yue was effectively being kidnapped, and they didn't dare act rashly!
Jiang Yue's life was too precious.
Only Wu Wu could be relied upon to handle this sword incident!
"You reckless generation! You killed my child and are oppressing Jiang Yue; you really don't plan to leave here alive today!"
Wu Wu was prepared to disregard any rules, descending onto the field directly.
He struck the crowd of young sword cultivators like a flame-scarred beast of prey, his eyes like bronze bells fixed on Yun Xiao!
Seeing his stance, it was obvious that he was rashly charging in to kill a disciple with a flying sword!
"The third sword reverer!"
"Yun Xiao is finished!"
Gasps of astonishment filled the air!
No one had thought that during the discussion of swords, a sword reverer would enter the arena to kill a disciple.
This was unprecedented!
As they concluded that blood was about to splash at the scene, several figures suddenly appeared, moving swiftly to stand before the third Jianfeng.
Among them was a young woman!
She wore a black skirt, her skin pale as snow, her black hair flowing like a waterfall, and her eyes bright like the moon!
"It's Sword Pavilion Senior Sister Zhao!"
"She was the champion of last year's sword discussion!"
Behind the black-skirted woman were four people—three elders who safeguarded the Sword Pavilion, as well as Grandpa Qin.
"Zhao Xuanran, get out of the way!" Wu Wu glared at her, his eyes blazing with the authority of a sword reverer.
"The one who should roll is you, Wu Wu," Zhao Xuanran replied coldly.
"I am a sword reverer! How dare you, a mere junior, disrespect your elders and ignore the sect's disciplinary rules?" Wu Wu pressed, his imposing figure radiating a natural sense of dominance.
"I am the proxy pavilion lord of the Sword Pavilion," Zhao Xuanran stated firmly. "Moreover, the eight swords contest is currently in progress. You, a sword reverer, brazenly rush to the fencing stage—what do you intend to do?"
Wu Wu hesitated, suddenly at a loss for words.
Zhao Xuanran continued, "Today we have honored guests present; your third Jianfeng cannot afford to lose face for the Blue Soul! I will not allow it! Wu Wu, take your people and get out of here. Do not cause any disgrace!"
"Shut up!" Wu Wu pulled out a token, glaring angrily. "I am the vice-chairman of the eight swords meeting, responsible for law enforcement! If someone has violated regulations, I will take action!"
"Fine, I'll ask you, how has Yun Xiao violated any rules?"
Zhao Xuanran remained calm, challenging Wu Wu with a composed demeanor, even as he fumed.
"He murdered my child!" Wu Wu blurted out in a fit of rage, the anger of a father boiling over.
Zhao Xuanran smiled, but there was a glint of bloodlust in her eyes. A character squeezed through her clenched teeth as she said, "In the past two years, how many disciples of my Sword Pavilion have died on the fencing stage? Are you saying that no one is allowed to kill your deceased child?"
"Right! You said, 'Waste on damn,' didn't you? Your son is such a waste; dying on the fencing stage is his glory," Grandpa Qin added, throwing Wu Wu's previous words back at him, which made Wu Wu seethe with rage.
"You can't lose without planting clips on the fencing stage!" Zhao Xuanran's voice was cold and unyielding.
"Fine!" Wu Wu admitted, realizing his son's death was a consequence of his own actions.
The Sword Pavilion had maintained a fragile peace for three years; it would not be worth it to break it now!
He glared at Zhao Xuanran again, his gaze turning ruthless as he pointed at the kneeling young girl on the stage. "Jiang Yue has been defeated; her sword has been taken. Yet Yun Xiao still threatens her life. This action violates the stipulations! He should suffer the utmost penalty!"
"Isn't that right? If this is the case, after my Sword Pavilion disciple surrenders, and Jiang Yue pursues him to murder, isn't that more of a violation?" Zhao Xuanran countered, her beautiful pupils brimming with confidence.
Wu Wu, as a sword reverer, couldn't press her down in the slightest!
Facing her assertive gaze, Wu Wu looked at Jiang Yue and realized that she wouldn't be able to become the first in the sword discussion today.
To resolve this quickly, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, right, she violated the rules, but she has already been defeated. Your Sword Pavilion disciple is still fine! Now the urgent matter is to process the disciple Yun Xiao for breaking the rules and let the sword discussion continue normally!"
"How do we process this? Doesn't Jiang Yue's pursuing the murder warrant severe disciplinary punishment?" Zhao Xuanran pressed.
"It has nothing to do with you!" Wu Wu retorted coldly.
"With honored guests present, do you plan to bend the law and lay hands on the disciple? How does that have nothing to do with me?!" Zhao Xuanran shot back, her tone icy.
"I say he has violated the rules! I must enforce the law! If you don't get out of the way, I will decide the nature of his guilt!" Wu Wu's patience was wearing thin, the veins on his neck bulging.
"He challenged others openly on the fencing stage, which is not a violation." Zhao Xuanran stepped forward without fear of him, the strong winds whipping her long hair about. In her chilly gaze, there was an air of righteous indignation.
"Some people on stage were not present!" Wu Wu roared in frustration.
"She must stay there! You can't touch my Junior Brother Yun over such a trivial matter! Make her roll!" Zhao Xuanran mocked coldly.
"You!"
Wu Wu raised his head, glancing at Jiang Yue, whose legs were soaked in blood, unable to move. How could she possibly get down?
The intensity of the duel escalates dramatically, with Yun Xiao and the other disciples of Sword Pavilion showcasing their formidable skills. Wu Wu, initially a formidable presence as a sword reverer, finds himself increasingly outmatched by Zhao Xuanran's resolute stance and Yun Xiao's unexpected prowess.
As Wu Wu attempts to intervene in the match, Zhao Xuanran's bold declaration of her authority as the proxy pavilion lord catches him off guard. Her formidable display of the Sword Heart, a rare and powerful artifact born from the sacrifice of a sword cultivator, puts Wu Wu on the defensive. The knowledge that she wields her grandfather's Sword Heart, a symbol of deep-rooted lineage and deadly intent, makes Wu Wu reconsider his aggressive approach.
Zhao Xuanran's strategic positioning and her insistence on upholding the honor of the Sword Pavilion leave Wu Wu frustrated yet unable to act recklessly. The stakes rise further as Yun Xiao, the seemingly new disciple, boldly challenges the established norms, announcing his intent to eliminate the competition without hesitation. His confidence shocks both the spectators and the seasoned disciples.
When Blue Dawn, one of the first sword reveres' disciples, steps up to defend her fallen comrade Jiang Yue, she quickly realizes the dire situation she's in. Yun Xiao's lethal skill with the flying sword catches her off guard, leading to her swift defeat. The crowd gasps in disbelief as the novice disciple demonstrates unparalleled talent and a commanding presence.
The arrival of Cloud Tianyi, another skilled disciple with strong lineage and powerful sword techniques, only intensifies the atmosphere. His promise of vengeance for Jiang Yue sets the stage for another confrontation. As he unleashes the Thunder Sword Technique, Yun Xiao prepares to counter with his own mastery of swordplay.
This series of events highlights not only the individual prowess of each character but also the dynamics of power, reputation, and the underlying tension within the Sword Pavilion. Each duel is not merely a test of skill but also a battle for honor and recognition in a world where lineage and strength dictate one's standing. The crowd watches with bated breath, aware that the outcome of these confrontations could alter the hierarchy within their ranks forever.