Seven figures approached from different directions, attacking Ning from all directions.
Although they hadn't made any preparations for a seven versus one battle, they were all the most talented youths in the lands under the command of the Ji clan of the West Prefecture. Even if they were a bit dissatisfied with this young master of the Ji clan, none of them dared to slack off. They all chose to attack him with all their might!
Ning stood there, unmoving. When the seven figures arrived in front of him, he moved!
Phew ~~~
Like a gust of wind, it flashed past the sword lights. His control over his strength, body, and speed was exquisite to the extreme, and the force he exerted was also exquisite beyond compare…He easily followed a path and flew out of the encirclement of the seven genius youths.
"What?!"
"He dodged?"
"How is that possible?"
The seven youths all came to a halt, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief. Just now, Ning hadn't even used a weapon; he had simply relied on his footwork to easily dodge their attacks. Such terrifying footwork…it meant that as long as Ning had the will, the seven of them wouldn't be able to even touch the hem of his clothes.
"So fast."
"Just like a gust of wind."
"As expected of the only son of the Water Drop sword. He's too powerful. He's so fast that I can't even see him clearly.”The tens of thousands of spectators were excited. The people on this land had been cultivating since they were young, so they all had some foresight. Even the vast majority of them could only see a blurry shadow, so they could see how fast it was.
……
Ning came to a halt, standing to the side of the platform.
"None of my seven opponents were able to force me to use my sword, and their footwork was inferior to mine.”Ning swept his gaze over the seven distant opponents. From the brief moment they had dodged, he was able to determine the level of mastery of their footwork."Two of them are at the Refinement Realm. One is that scimitar wielding youth, and the other is a golden-furred beast. It seems that the information I received earlier was wrong.”
Although his father was proud and aloof, Ning still sent people to gather information on his seven opponents. He only knew that the scimitar wielding youth had reached the Subtle stage of footwork. He didn't expect that the gold-furred beast would be so skilled as well.
"However, their footwork is slightly inferior to mine.”Ning revealed a hint of a smile.
After all, his footwork had already reached the integration of Heaven and man. Even though he had only used the footwork of the microscopic level on the fighting ring, his execution was clearly more complete and at ease. In addition, he had cultivated a footwork unique skill like the Shadow Wind Steps, so he naturally had the advantage.
"Hold him back."
"Don't give him a chance to dodge."
"Attack together."
The seven youths once again made a comeback.
Ning slowly walked over.
Instantly, the seven youths clashed against Ning once more. Sword-light flashed as Ning strolled forward, his longsword like a whip, sending all of its power to the tip of the sword before lashing out viciously. Because the Ceremony of the Golden Sword was to minimize death, the weapons were not sharpened. It was more suitable for slashing, sweeping, and lashing.
Hurry up!
Ning's sword was so fast that it caused one's heart to tremble.
Ning floated out of the encirclement of the seven, drawing out seven swords at lightning speed.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The five figures were sent flying backward by the whip. They flew more than 30 meters away and fell to the ground. They stood up with difficulty, covered in dust and dirt. Some could not help but hold their chests and cough out blood. Some even had their faces scratched. Their expressions were ugly and incredulous. This was because just now, the five of them had clearly seen Ning strike out with his sword, and had tried their best to block it, but none of them had been able to touch Ning's sword.
He didn't even touch it! He was sent flying by Ning!
"Man and Sword as One!" These five geniuses instantly confirmed the level of sword-arts of this young master of the Ji clan, and understood the enormous difference between them.
There were only three youths left on the fighting ring.
Ning held the black sword in his hand as he stared at the nearby scimitar wielding youth and the golden-furred beast. He nodded to himself."I attacked each of them with my sword, but both of them touched my sword. The scimitar wielding youth's attack was very fast, but he hadn't reached the Subtle realm yet. That golden-furred beast…had actually reached the advanced stage of becoming one with the saber.”
"Young master Ji Ning, remember…my name is Grizzly! Ji Pi!" The golden-furred beastman stared at Ning.”
The scimitar wielding youth's expression changed slightly. There are actually two people stronger than me, and even this grizzly has reached the realm of becoming one with the saber.”
He had been training hard in the Martial Arts Hall for several years.
He knew that he was born in a humble background and couldn't obtain a top-notch saber technique, so he simply abandoned the complexity of the saber technique and wholeheartedly pursued the 'speed' of the saber technique! His saber…had to be fast enough, the faster the better. He pursued extreme speed, coupled with his Minute Subtlety footwork…If he didn't use his saber, he would be fine, but if he did, he would definitely be able to defeat the other youths.
But now, he discovered to his astonishment that not only was this only son of the Raindrop Sword, Ji Yichuan, stronger than him, even this golden-haired fellow who had never been famous was stronger than him.
"Ji Ning." The scimitar wielding youth suddenly growled," I know you're stronger than me, but I hope you can take three of my slashes! Take three strikes from me alone…As for you, Grizzly, don't interfere.”
Grizzly just stood there, laughing coldly, looking at him with disdain. This scimitar wielding youth was far weaker than him, and Ning's footwork was simply too powerful for him to surround and attack. He would just let this scimitar wielding youth humiliate himself.
Ning glanced thoughtfully at the scimitar wielding youth. He could sense the conviction contained within the scimitar wielding youth's words.
"Alright." Ning nodded.
"Whoosh!"
The scimitar-wielding youth howled as he charged forward, transforming into a blur. His eyes were as vicious as a wolf's, and as he closed in on Ning, his scimitar struck out! The scimitar flashed with dazzling light. The first slash was a slash towards Ning's neck. Logically speaking, this scimitar shouldn't have been sharpened; it shouldn't have been suitable for slashing.
However, it was clear that the scimitar wielding youth was going to display his strongest move.
"Retreat." Ning's body was like the wind as he retreated backwards, his scimitar swishing past him.
"Tsk!"
The scimitar-wielding youth suddenly swung his blade backwards, but the speed of his blade was unexpectedly even faster, slashing towards Ning's neck from the opposite direction. Ning's feet tapped against the ground, forcing him to dodge. However, he felt that it was quite difficult for him to do so. If he continued to use only the Subtle footwork, as long as his opponent's saber was even faster, Ning would have to attack.
"Whoosh!" The saber-light suddenly flew out of Ning's hand, becoming even faster as it instantly closed in on Ning.
The third blade-the off-hand blade!
The scimitar in his hands began to spin, and after the previous two attacks had been accelerated, the final scimitar had reached an astonishing speed. Ning didn't hesitate at all as he struck out with his sword.
Clang. The saber and the sword collided, and the scimitar flew back into the scimitar wielding youth's hand.
The scimitar wielding youth nodded.”
Then, he jumped down from the fighting ring. The scimitar-wielding youth knew very well that this Ji Ning wasn't on the same level as him at all. Putting aside the fact that Ji Ning must have trained in the most supreme sword-arts of the Ji clan, just the fact that he was one with the sword was enough to render him helpless. He was satisfied to be able to display his full strength in the fighting ring.
"Summon that scimitar wielding youth into the Ji clan!" The Prefecture Master, Young, who was watching from afar, instructed a servant standing behind him," He has the potential to become a Xiantian Lord.”
"Yes, Master."
……
Only Ning and Grizzly remained on the fighting ring.
Grizzly's eyes were golden as he stared at Ning from afar. At the same time, his body began to glow with a faint golden light as a powerful aura began to emanate from him. This caused the distant Ning's pupils to narrow."This Grizzly actually trains in a Fiendgod Body Refining technique? It seemed that he had also cultivated to an extremely high level.”
"Ji Ning." Grizzly said in a low voice," I admit that your movement technique is faster than mine! But today, the strongest must be decided. You won't be able to get the golden sword just by escaping! You have to fight me head-on. Unfortunately, in terms of head-on battle, you are not my match at all. You will definitely lose!”
Ning held the black sword in his hand, calmly staring at his opponent.
From the savage aura emanating from Grizzly, Ning could tell that Grizzly had definitely gone through many life-and-death battles. In addition, Grizzly had reached the level of one with the saber, and the golden light emanating from his body indicated that he had trained in a powerful Fiendgod Body Refining technique. If Ning's guess was correct, Grizzly should have trained in the [Black Yellow Immortality] technique. After all, Ning knew all nineteen Fiendgod Body Refining techniques from the five prefectures of the Ji clan.
"This Grizzly has experienced many life-and-death battles. He also has a Fiendgod Body Refining technique, and his saber art is one with the saber. But he's not famous at all." Ning mused to himself,"He definitely isn't from a tribe. He should be from the Ji clan…and there's a 100% chance that he was trained by that venomous snake, Ji Lie, and was deliberately kept a secret."”
"Are you scared?" Grizzly held his saber in his hand, glaring at Ning like a tiger watching its prey. He didn't take the initiative to approach Ning, instead waiting for Ning to attack.
Ning, wielding the black sword, slowly walked forward. He was very calm and at ease, as if he were taking a stroll in his own home. If he had encountered Grizzly before the Serpentwing attack, Ning would probably have been in a bit of trouble. However, it had been several months since he had been attacked by Serpentwing. His footwork,'one with the world' had greatly improved Ning's swordplay.
The so-called…
The integration of Heaven and man in footwork only required a lot of effort, and the integration of Heaven and man in sword techniques was also set in stone. Although he had yet to become one with the world with his sword-arts, Ning's sword-arts were no longer the same as they had been a few months ago. He didn't even need to use the [Crimsonbright Diagram of the Nine Heavens] to easily defeat Grizzly.
Ning's sword suddenly moved!
"Phew!" The sword shadows descended like rain.
Beautiful and colorful.
When the sword art of killing became a beautiful enjoyment, it had obviously reached an extremely profound realm.
"Break it." Grizzly roared furiously as he brandished his saber. The saber light was as thick as blood, and it slashed out towards Ning in a series of enormous saber-lights. In that instant, it was as if hell had descended upon him…those enormous saber-lights were the sabers of punishment from hell, causing anyone to feel despair, as if they were willing to die under those saber-lights.
"Bloody Hell Saber?" Ning, however, continued to recklessly splash the raindrops on his sword.
The sword light was like a stream of rain, and the stream of water was murmuring and coiling around the grizzly. No matter how fierce and explosive Grizzly's Bloody Hell Saber was, it was bound by the gurgling water and lost its arrogance.
Grizzly felt as if he had been trapped in a water cage. Water surrounded him from all directions, wrapping around him like crazy. He clearly had boundless power, but he couldn't use it against the water.
"Break." Grizzly's blade was extremely wild. Even though it was constantly entangled, it did not hesitate at all. Instead, it became even more violent.
"The saber technique is indeed valiant." Ning said softly.
An opponent of this level wasn't even a bit of a threat to Ning. It was only because Grizzly's saber arts had been honed through life-and-death battles that Ning was willing to spar ten times with him to gain experience. Ning knew very well that compared to some of the older experts, what he lacked was experience.
"Whoosh."
Ning's black longsword suddenly stabbed forward. Instantly, the entire world seemed to fall silent. The blurry sword-light seemed to transform into a raindrop, which pierced through the saber. The saber shattered, and the raindrop struck Grizzly's chest. It was as if a drop of water had landed on a rock. Crash! A faint bone-shattering sound rang out as Grizzly was sent flying several dozen meters away, slamming heavily into the ground below the dueling platform, causing a crater to appear in the ground.
The Waterdrop Sword's Waterdrop Pierces Rocks!
"Pfft." Grizzly clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He lowered his head to look at his chest. The Xiantian beast skin he was wearing had already been torn apart, and his chest was completely dented and his bones shattered. And this was because Ning was using a very ordinary, blunt, black longsword.
……
The tens of thousands of spectators who had gathered in the training grounds suddenly fell silent, and then an uproar erupted. They were completely stunned. As expected of the son of the Raindrop Sword, Ji Yichuan. No wonder the Raindrop Sword had been so arrogant as to allow his son to fight against seven of them alone…this young master Ji Ning, who looked so delicate and pretty, was simply too terrifying. He had easily swept away seven of his opponents.
" Hahaha…" Prefecture Master Young let out a hearty laugh, incomparably delighted.
He won.
In the end, his faction had won, and Ning had obtained the golden sword, becoming the next Lord Prefect.
"Dripping water pierces stone! Sword of Entry!" Lee, who was sitting beside him, clenched his right hand tightly, causing the stone armrest to shatter.
"Second brother." Manor Lord Young turned to look at his second brother.
Lee looked at his eldest brother, the Prefecture Lord, and his expression changed. He said in a low voice,"The Sword of the Realm…at the age of ten, his sword-arts have already reached the Realm of the Realm. One of the five great sword-arts of our Ji clan, the [Raindrop Sutra], has actually reached the initial level of mastery! Eldest brother, your lineage first had Ji Yichuan, and now you have Ji Ning. The heavens are not helping me, I have nothing to say when I lose!”
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