Immeasurable Mountain, Sword Lake Palace.
The Infinite Sword School was divided into the East and West Sects. Because immortals often appeared on the Infinite Jade Wall to practice the sword, the East and West Sects fought over the ownership of the Sword Lake Palace.
And today was the day of their grand competition, which was held once every five years.
The martial arts hall was filled with guests.
The person at the top of the list was Xin Shuangqing, the sect master of the West Sect of the Infinite Sword School. She was about 40 years old and was wearing a Taoist robe. Her face was ashen and her lips were tightly shut.
The next one was the Eastern Sect's Sect Leader, Zuo Zimu. He looked to be in his fifties, twirling his long beard with his right hand, looking very proud.
There were more than 20 male and female disciples standing behind each of them. There were more than a dozen guests sitting in a row of chairs on the west side. They were some of the famous people who had been invited as witnesses.
At this moment, the victor of the battle had already been decided. It was obvious that the Eastern Sect had won.
Zuo Zimu stood up and smiled. "The four disciples that Junior Sister Xin sent out this year have impressive attainments in swordsmanship. We won the fourth round by luck. Martial Nephew Chu is so young, but he has actually cultivated to such a level. His future is truly limitless. In five years, I'm afraid that our East and West Sect will have to change positions.”
After laughing, he turned his eyes to the young man at the end of the west and said,"My bad disciple just won with a feint move,'Stumbling Footer', but this Young Master Duan seems to be disapproving. Would Young Master Duan please come down and give my disciple a few pointers? Fifth Brother Ma was famous in Diannan. A strong general had no weak soldiers under him. Young Master Duan's means must be quite high.”
This Young Master Duan had come with Ma Wude, the old Puer Martial Master from southern Yunnan. Zuo Zimu had thought that he was Ma Wude's disciple. Although Ma Wude was popular, his martial arts skills were mediocre. The disciples he taught would probably not be very good.
However, he never thought that this young man did not know the immensity of heaven and earth. When his favorite disciple used a feint to lure the enemy, he laughed mockingly. How could he tolerate this?
Starstreak could not help but smile when he saw this scene.
Others might not know, but he knew very well that the young man with the surname Duan was the son of Dali's Zhennan King, Duan Yu, who was known as the 'Sister-Admirable Devil'.
This fellow had never liked martial arts since he was young, and he had never learned any martial arts. However, he liked to watch the show. It was fine if he watched the show, but his mouth was not idle…
Zhong Ling, who was sitting beside Starstreak, saw his smile and asked curiously in a low voice. "Brother Hen, what are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at your brother. I'm afraid he's in trouble.”Starstreak replied.
Hearing this, Zhong Ling looked at Duan Yu and asked in confusion. "He, he is my brother? Why did she look so silly?”
"Yes, because he's a bookworm. He only knows how to read every day and has damaged his brain.”Starstreak nodded and explained with a smile.
Pa!
Just as the two of them were talking, a crisp sound rang out.
Lowering his head, he saw Duan Yu had already been slapped by Zuo Zimu's disciple. His handsome face swelled up in an instant, and the five fingerprints were very clear.
After all, he had never learned any martial arts before. Duan Yu's weak body was slapped by the other party until he saw stars and became dizzy.
Seeing this, Ma Wude, who came with him, couldn't bear it. He reached out to support him and said,"So Young Master really doesn't know martial arts, then why did you come here?”
Duan Yu said as he rubbed his aching cheek. "I came here to sightsee. Who knew they would fight with swords? What's there to see if you kill me like this? It was much more fun to watch them play monkey tricks. Goodbye, Fifth Brother Ma. I'll be leaving first."
Hearing his words, a young disciple beside Zuo Zi Mu jumped out and blocked Duan Yu. "Presumptuous! How dare you say that a sword fight is not as good as watching a monkey show? He's really bold!"
"I'll give you two options now. Either you spar with me and let me teach you a sword technique that's worse than playing with monkeys. Otherwise, you can kowtow to my master eight times and say 'fart'!”
"Bullsh * t!" Duan Yu laughed. It's not that smelly
..." That person was furious and extended his fist to attack Duan Yu's face. This punch was full of strength and carried a whistling wind. Just as it was about to smash Duan Yu until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, a stream of light flashed at this moment.
Bang!
A muffled sound.
The disciple maintained his punching posture, but his entire body flew backward and smashed into the wall behind him. It was unknown if he was dead or alive.
In front of Duan Yu, there was a young man in white. He was handsome and his eyes were as deep as the cold stars. His temperament was ethereal, like a banished immortal.
The entire hall was in an uproar.
This was because no matter if it was Zuo Zimu, Xin Shuangqing, or even the other martial artists present, none of them had seen clearly how this youth had appeared. However, they all knew that the young disciple's misfortune was definitely caused by this person.
"It's, it's you!"
Cries of surprise rang out.
Some of the Infinite Sword School disciples recognized Starstreak. No, to be exact, they recognized the longsword with the golden and silver bell in Starstreak's hand.
Zuo Zimu turned around and asked the middle-aged disciple behind him. "Guangjie, you know him?"
"Rong, Martial Uncle Rong, Junior Brother Liu, and Junior Brother Yang were killed by him with a single sword!”The middle-aged disciple looked at Starstreak with a terrified expression as he spoke while trembling.
"What?!"
Zuo Zimu was shocked.
After the incident a month ago, he had also checked the wounds on his junior brother's and his two disciples 'necks, but the final conclusion was beyond his understanding.
The sword edge of the other party did not even touch the necks of the three people. He had only heard of this realm in rumors and it was not something he could reach. Zuo Zimu instantly extinguished his thoughts of revenge.
However, he didn't expect that the other party would come knocking on his door again even though he didn't plan to take revenge. This made Zuo Zimu feel both hatred and fear. At the same time, he couldn't figure out when his small Infinite Sword School had provoked such a person.
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