Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 305 - 0304 Fierce (Thanks for the reward)

Chapter 305: 0304 Fierce (Thanks for the reward)

Ye Qiu cried out in alarm as Ye Zi just realized that a sword light was stabbing towards her.

It turned out that his target was Ye Zi.

Only then did Ye Qiu understand, the opponent’s previous attack on him was just a feint, a quick distraction, leaving the sword’s aura void of real force, all to confuse him and achieve the goal of eliminating Ye Zi!

This sword’s intention wasn’t focused on the wine but on Ye Zi.

Jian Wushuang did not even glance at Ye Qiu. He wore a smile on his face, but his sword held no uncertainty, threatening to pierce through Ye Zi sharply.

To eliminate Ye Qiu, a skilled martial artist, he had observed for a long time. He discovered that Ye Qiu’s weakness was Ye Zi. By exploiting this, he could easily take Ye Qiu out of the game.

"This lad’s sword is quite venomous!" Chen Yifeng secretly worried for Ye Zi, who was behind Ye Qiu. After all, he had a good impression of Ye Qiu and didn’t want to see him removed from this round because of Ye Zi.

Chen Yifeng’s words received approval from all the senior martial artists from the northern and southern sects.

This feint was to lure the enemy, while its true purpose was another person. Whether it was from the way he unsheathed his sword or the way the sword tip moved fluidly like drifting clouds, the subtlety with which he wielded the sword was foreseeable. The swordsmanship was incredibly high, and most surprisingly, it originated from a young man.

"This maiden is likely unable to escape this sword," a highly regarded senior slowly said.

"This sword’s angle is tricky, making it hard to predict its attack point. A slight mistake could lead to being stabbed. It’s unlikely that a martial artist of the strength realm could break it."

Some said in the martial arts community that this sword technique could completely compete with that of the Ten Owls.

"Ruthlessly breaking the flower, sizzle..." someone couldn’t bear to look.

"With such speed, even Ye Qiu might not be able to stop it!"

People kept discussing. Some eagerly anticipated the sword piercing through Ye Zi, adopting a spectator’s stance, while others showed concern for Ye Zi, not wanting to see a woman bloodied on the battlefield.

As the sword slashed down, Ye Zi’s entire body bristled. She wanted to dodge but realized that no matter where she hid, the sword would ultimately hit her—she had an intuition about it.

Jian Wushuang’s sword seemed simple, but its attacks were ever-changing. If Ye Zi had not been trained as an assassin, she might not have detected the inevitability of this attack.

The sword, like a silver snake, flashed with a cyan light. In the blink of an eye, it traced a Z-shaped arc through the air, elusive and incoming.

Ye Zi’s body stiffened, seemingly unable to move, because she didn’t know how to dodge it.

Whoosh...

The sword tore through the air, fierce as lightning.

Seeing no escape, a sadness welled up in Ye Zi’s heart. She had just grown stronger, fearing she could no longer protect Ye Qiu.

A look of triumph appeared in Jian Wushuang’s eyes. Ye Qiu’s being caught off guard and Ye Zi’s inability to move were all within his expectations.

Just as the sword was about to pierce Ye Zi’s chest, she gave up on dodging, certain she was about to die.

Suddenly, a figure stepped in front of Ye Zi, and the sword did not touch her.

Ye Zi stared at the figure blocking her, saved by him again.

Jian Wushuang was shocked looking at the hand grasping the blade and its owner’s resolute face.

Due to the sharpness of the blade, fresh blood dripped down the blade.

His killing move was caught by someone; Jian Wushuang did not expect Ye Qiu to boldly catch the blade barehanded.

He knew the sharpness of the sword he held; though not literally cutting through iron like mud, it wasn’t far off. Yet today, someone caught his sword barehanded, letting the blade cut through the skin and blood drip down.

He blocked it!

Ye Zi was not struck by that sword, and those around who worried for Ye Zi let out a sigh of relief.

That was close, if Ye Qiu hadn’t timely blocked the sword with his palm, Ye Zi might really have been in grave danger.

Ye Zi saw the blood dripping from Ye Qiu’s hand, falling to the ground with a drip-drip sound, and her heart ached abruptly. She owed Ye Qiu too much, likely something she could never repay in her lifetime.

"To catch my Hundred Snakes Sword barehanded, I indeed didn’t underestimate you." Jian Wushuang was shaken deep inside but quickly regained his composure. He stood alone in front of Ye Qiu, face to face, while the surrounding martial artists looked at this scene in astonishment. They had been watching Ye Qiu closely, not having seen how, at the last moment, Ye Qiu had managed to deflect the sword strike.

"So fast!" someone exclaimed in shock.

"So fast that I didn’t even see the shadow, how did this guy train to be like that." someone envied in amazement.

At this point, the nearby martial artists didn’t approach any further to gang up on Ye Qiu; only Jian Wushuang was confronting Ye Qiu, with both of their fighting spirits brewing.

Being able to block Jian Wushuang’s attack just in time gave Ye Qiu a breather. If he hadn’t acted quickly enough, Ye Zi definitely wouldn’t have dodged it.

"Are you Jian Wushuang?" Ye Qiu slowly asked. He remembered that the only person who could master such superior swordsmanship was probably Jian Wushuang, likely the man right before him.

Jian Wushuang did not deny it, smiling, "I didn’t expect you to recognize me, but that does not mean I can go easy on you."

"Your opponent is me, not her," Ye Qiu stated indifferently. The implication was that their battle should not involve attacking Ye Zi.

"Don’t think that just because you blocked one of my swords, you can block all my attacks. I only attacked her to minimize the effort needed to defeat you," Jian Wushuang said.

"If that is the case, then let us fight." Ye Zi had almost been injured by the opponent, and Ye Qiu was already holding back his anger while talking with Jian Wushuang.

With that, the tense atmosphere between them suddenly broke, and they both took the initiative to strike.

Jian Wushuang delivered one sword strike after another, like a peacock’s tail opening up, creating a swirling vortex of sword rain in front of him.

Ye Qiu, fighting barehanded and fearless, engaged in combat that was indeed too close for anyone else to approach.

The surrounding martial artists hastily retreated, fearing they might become collateral damage and thus be eliminated.

Sword lights flashed ten times, every sword chillingly sharp, each one creating a forceful sword Qi that struck at the heart.

Sword light swirled toward Ye Qiu, who spun his fists around, the clanging sounds of their collision were as if two peerless weapons were competing in sharpness.

"Such a terrifying fellow, blocking swords barehanded, truly is the greatest threat," someone remarked.

Ye Qiu’s fists seemed to turn into iron fists, no matter how much sword rain Jian Wushuang cast down, he sent it all back with his punches.

"Is this guy made of iron?" Outside the combat area, the spectators watching the fierce Ye Qiu almost gasped, stunned by his boldness.

At this moment, whether it was Meng Chong, Lan Xiaosheng, Mei Huiling, Chen Yifeng, and others, everyone watched this battle between two of the youngest and most talented martial artists.

Jian Wushuang, at this moment, was like the incarnation of the Sword God, transforming one sword into a hundred swords, every strike lethal.

And Ye Qiu, fighting barehanded, dodged or blocked every attack, reaching extreme ferocity, surprising many with the incredible sight.

Even Jian Wushuang probably did not expect Ye Qiu to be so fierce; even with empty hands, he managed to block all his moves.

"Such a terrifying fellow." While many were marveling at Jian Wushuang’s strength, facing Ye Qiu, Jian Wushuang couldn’t help but feel anxious about Ye Qiu’s extraordinary skills, internally assessing Ye Qiu.

And those watching this scene, apart from the martial artists outside the combat zone, even those in the other two combat areas diverted much of their attention to this clash.