Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 77 - 77 74 Fierce Battle with Song Peifeng

77: Chapter 74: Fierce Battle with Song Peifeng 77: Chapter 74: Fierce Battle with Song Peifeng Song Peifeng glanced at Wei Dongliu, who had already fainted on the ground, and then his gaze fell upon Ye Xuan.

When he first saw Ye Xuan in Little Stone Town, he didn’t take him seriously, thinking him just an ordinary character.

But now, it seemed not to be the case, as anyone who could defeat the “Soul-breaking Spear” Wei Dongliu was certainly no ordinary character anymore.

“Merely a minor trick, how could it catch the eyes of a Sect Disciple?”

Ye Xuan’s expression remained indifferent as he swept his gaze over those few people, a slight glint emerging in his eyes, “I presume you are not here just to compliment me at this moment.”

“Hehe, this is, after all, a trial arena, and if I act as if I have seen nothing, wouldn’t others laugh at me, Song Peifeng, as a coward?”

Song Peifeng’s eyes seemed as undisturbed as an ancient well.

In his view, although Wei Dongliu’s strength was decent, he still wasn’t worth much attention in his presence.

Ye Xuan defeating Wei Dongliu only meant he barely qualified to exchange blows with him; otherwise, Song Peifeng wouldn’t even be interested in making a move.

“Let’s do this, I am someone who greatly values fairness.

Let’s make a wager, you and I will fight fairly, and the stakes will be all the trial seals and points we possess on us.

How does that sound?” Song Peifeng looked at Ye Xuan, smiling.

“Can I refuse?”

Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows.

“Refusing is invalid.”

The smile on his lips grew thicker, and Song Peifeng had already slowly drawn his long, narrow sword by three inches from his waist, clearly not planning to give Ye Xuan a chance to explain.

This wager, Ye Xuan must accept whether he wanted to or not.

“Since that is the case, why say more?

Make your move.”

Ye Xuan shook his head.

These Sect Disciples were always concerned about their reputation, coming up with a wager merely to avoid the infamy of bullying by numbers and to show off their own magnanimity.

Even if word got out, it wouldn’t be that he had forcefully snatched Ye Xuan’s trial seals and points, but that it had been a fair bet which Ye Xuan lost willingly.

Ye Xuan knew this calculation all too well.

Shua!

Without any more words, Song Peifeng had already drawn his sword and attacked.

While still drawing his sword, the Sword Qi seemed to already lock onto Ye Xuan, making it impossible to dodge.

“Green Origin Swordsmanship, Sword Drawing Style!”

As he completed the drawing of his sword in a flash, Song Peifeng roared, and the Sword Qi cut through the air, slashing directly at Ye Xuan.

“Not a bad startup.”

Ye Xuan’s eyes slightly moved, recognizing that in many superior swordsmanship styles, the first move was often the Sword Drawing Style.

However, they varied, and different sword drawing methods represented different swordsmanship styles.

Song Peifeng, indeed a Core Disciple of Green Leaf Valley, showed much superior Martial Arts skills than others.

Inescapable, Ye Xuan also drew his Star-cutting Saber, blocking with a flash of lightning, then used the momentum to retreat backward.

“Sword Swinging Style!”

Seeing Ye Xuan retreating, a more intense sharpness appeared in Song Peifeng’s eyes as he swept his sword horizontally.

The Sword Qi transformed into something like a whip, splitting into three beams of Sword Qi, shooting towards Ye Xuan.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Song Peifeng planned to crush Ye Xuan in one fell swoop.

Primarily practicing swordsmanship, and like most swordsmen who valued relentless, forceful attacks, swordsmen typically shared characteristic attributes—rapid and overwhelming offensives, making it difficult for opponents to withstand; however, the downside was a lack of sustainability.

Hence, his typical strategy in battle was rapid engagement, aiming to resolve the fight within ten moves.

Bang bang bang!

Ye Xuan retreated three steps, with each step back, his Star-cutting Saber nimbly struck out, soft yet firm, consecutively three times, shattering the three beams of Sword Qi.

“What?”

Seeing this, Song Peifeng was also taken aback.

He was very aware of the potency of the Sword Swinging Style, and he hadn’t expected it to be countered so deftly by Ye Xuan.

This man was indeed no ordinary character.

But being a Core Disciple of Green Leaf Valley himself, with ample combat experience, he quickly launched another sword attack after the failure of the first, assaulting Ye Xuan once again.

In a moment of intensifying fierce offense, Song Peifeng suddenly elevated his True Qi to a peak, dragging his sword from below upward in a sweeping motion, unleashing a tremendous Sword Qi.

“Green Origin Swordsmanship, Wind Rises, Falling Leaves!”

The Sword Qi was dense and numerous, reaching dozens in quantity, each blade sharp as a leaf, like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, fiercely enveloping Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan’s expression slightly changed, yet in the next instant, he pinched the hilt of the Star-cutting Saber between his fingers, swiftly spinning it around.

The glinting blade, in its high-speed rotation, was like a propeller, impermeable, blocking all the needle-like Sword Qi in front of Ye Xuan.

Only a very few penetrated through, slicing his clothes, but with the protection of the Secret Silver Armor, these few sparse strands of Sword Qi hardly caused him any substantial harm.

With his form shielded, Ye Xuan instead advanced aggressively forward, completely neutralizing Song Peifeng’s ferocious assault.

“How is that possible?”

Watching Ye Xuan’s almost God-like sword skill, Song Peifeng’s face finally showed a moved expression.

As the saying goes, a first effort is followed by a decline, and a third effort is exhausted.

His continued attacks being thwarted led to an exhaustion of Song Peifeng’s originally sharp momentum.

“It’s my turn to counterattack.”

Ye Xuan knew the opportunity to counterattack had arrived.

He had dealt with swordsmen before and naturally knew their common weaknesses.

Now that Song Peifeng’s sharpness was blunted, it was an excellent opportunity for a decisive victory.

With his right hand wielding the sword and his left hand shaped like a palm, Ye Xuan multitasked, and his True Qi surged to an unprecedented level.

His footsteps were like shadows as he swiftly moved to attack Song Peifeng.

Right-hand sword skill, Thunder Blade Skill first move, Lightning Movement!

Left-hand palm skill, Heavenly Water Palm Skill first move, Flowing Water and Drifting Clouds!

Advancing with the no-trace step, Ye Xuan’s state was perfected as “Traceless.” The three martial arts melded perfectly on him, flawless and splendid.

At that moment, Ye Xuan was like the embodiment of martial arts momentum.

Although there seemed to be no change in his appearance, his presence felt like a mountain, like an ocean, overwhelming Song Peifeng to the point of breathlessness.

“The seamless integration of martial arts, invoking the great momentum of martial arts!

How is that possible, even my master couldn’t achieve this step!”

Feeling Ye Xuan’s overwhelming presence like mountains and rivers, Song Peifeng’s expression dramatically changed.

The seamless integration, the martial arts momentum, these were things even his master, a core elder of Green Leaf Valley and a Martial Sect Master, couldn’t achieve.

Yet, he saw it in Ye Xuan.

He had once seen the Valley Master of Green Leaf Valley display this seamless state, so seeing Ye Xuan perform it now had a mysteriously similar brilliance.

Being a martial arts genius himself, he quickly recognized it.

Just as he was amazed, Ye Xuan’s imposing aura was already pressing over him like Mount Tai, with such an overwhelming pressure that Song Peifeng, under its intimidation, could only parry with his sword barehanded.

Bang!

The result was clear, Song Peifeng was directly sent flying, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood, then his body crashed into a large tree, and only steadied himself by plunging his sword into the ground, but his face was already a pale gold, clearly heavily injured.

“Brother Song!”

Seeing Song Peifeng injured, the four people who had arrived with him also changed their expressions, quickly stepping forward, wanting to support him.

However, they were stopped by his gesture.

“You’ve lost.”

Looking at the slightly disheveled Song Peifeng before him, Ye Xuan said indifferently.

“Drawing conclusions now is a bit premature.”

Stabilizing his spirit, Song Peifeng concealed the shock in his eyes.

Ye Xuan’s integration of martial arts states had indeed shocked him, but the thought of losing to someone with no prominent reputation, he couldn’t accept it.

He was ready to use his last trump card, to strive and turn defeat into victory.

Hum hum.

True Qi around Song Peifeng suddenly seemed to boil, and after brewing for a few minutes, he took a large step forward, as if stepping on a vortex of wind, causing endless gusts to surge and break the ground, with a fierce momentum pressing towards Ye Xuan, making his clothes flutter wildly.

“Huh?”

Sensing the sudden increase in Song Peifeng’s aura, Ye Xuan’s eyes flickered, surprised by this sudden eruption.

“It’s the Sect’s secret technique, Wind Shadow Slash!”

Among the people that Song Peifeng brought, someone exclaimed.

The secret technique Wind Shadow Slash, a renowned technique of Green Leaf Valley, although of Mortal Grade, possessed tremendous power.

Even among the core disciples, few had successfully mastered it, and they had not expected Song Peifeng to have mastered this technique.

“Great, Brother Song still has the Sect’s secret technique as his trump card, enough for him to turn the tables.”

The disciples of Green Leaf Valley were clearly very confident in their secret technique, and seeing Song Peifeng about to use Wind Shadow Slash, they were immediately overjoyed.

Swoosh!

At that moment, Song Peifeng finally moved, using the wind to increase his speed to that of a cheetah, extremely agile, and even quicker was his sword, becoming a blur, barely visible to the naked eye, only flashes of sword light could be seen.

A man and his sword charging towards Ye Xuan with such high velocity, his figure almost indistinct.

“How fast, I wonder if it’s faster than my Ling Xu Flying Shadow.”

Ye Xuan’s eyes brightened, and instantly, his palm and blade moved together, air currents swirling around him, and his body eerily lifted off the ground, continuously stepping in the air with such speed that it was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

In the view, both individuals were speeding flashes, not looking like two people fighting, but like two speed-specialized Demon Beasts fiercely battling one another.

At that moment, everyone seemed deaf.

Their eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the two blurred figures charging at extreme speeds, afraid to miss the most exciting moment, because they all understood, this move would undoubtedly decide the victor!