Chapter 386

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Chapter 386: Swordsmanship, I Am Not Too Skilled!

“Swordsmanship isn’t my strongest suit, but if you wish to wield a sword, I can certainly accompany you.”

On the small square, Su Yi looked at Jian Shiyi. As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes, holding his sword at shoulder height.

In an instant, the two figures stood facing each other in the square, their powerful auras clashing without being visible to the eye.

A surge of crimson and deep black energy swirled and writhed, almost like flames, emanating from the source of their vital energy.

The intense heat and majestic momentum caused the surrounding vacuum to feel taut.

The invisible pressure emanated, urging the nearby disciples to stay back.

The entire place fell silent as they watched the two young men. Everyone understood that both were about to show their greatest strength.

“In swordsmanship, how could an outer disciple possibly be a match for Martial Brother Jian Shiyi?!”

“The sword techniques Martial Brother Jian Shiyi practices are exclusive to our Divine Sword School. Outer disciples don’t have access to them.”

“Stop watching Su Yi. His boxing skills earlier were extraordinary, and he’s just as capable as Senior Brother Jian Shiyi!”

After a brief moment, someone whispered in the tense atmosphere.

“Does Brother Su Yi also excel in swordsmanship?”

Zhang Qing, observing the scene, looked shocked.

“How could this kid be so powerful? Could he also be skilled in swordsmanship?”

Among the crowd, a youth who had been reprimanded by Su Yi at the Sword Hall days ago had a gloomy expression.

“Hmph, he has some strength, but in the end, he’s no match for the captain!”

Among the Court of Justice disciples present, one young man had a slightly dark expression.

They were well aware of Jian Shiyi’s prowess. His earlier bare-handed performance had merely been a warm-up.

Jian Shiyi, wielding a sword, is the real Jian Shiyi!

“He even closed his eyes. This guy is so arrogant, is he looking for trouble?”

“Too arrogant, didn’t even take a proper look at Senior Brother Jian Shiyi!”

Someone pointed out that Su Yi kept his eyes tightly closed, which was a clear sign of arrogance.

Among all the disciples in the Divine Sword School, even the outliers at the top of the Sword Tower wouldn’t be so dismissive when facing Jian Shiyi.

A group of stewards, along with middle-aged men and women, stood on the square, observing from a distance.

“Something’s wrong. Haven’t you noticed? Su Yi seems a bit unusual!”

Among the stewards, one person’s gaze revealed surprise, sensing something odd.

“There’s something off, but I can’t quite put my finger on it!”

A middle-aged woman said, her eyes fixed on Su Yi, sensing something strange.

“I think I felt a kind of sword intent!”

A middle-aged man spoke up, mentioning the faint sword intent he sensed coming from Su Yi’s body.

“Sword intent? How is that possible? Su Yi is just at the Yuan Spirit Realm level!”

A steward shook his head. Sword intent is the pinnacle that many swordsmen dream of achieving.

It doesn’t depend on cultivation level but on the understanding of the sword itself.

Sword intent, said to come from the unity of form, spirit, and reason, represents a legendary level of understanding. It transcends mere technique and is the highest state a swordsman can reach.

Generally, in the Yuan Emperor Realm, a swordsman who comprehends sword intent is considered a genius.

The Yuan Spirit Realm, however, is too immature to reach such heights.

Understanding sword technique means grasping its origin, belonging solely to the sword and tracing its ancestry.

“Su Yi’s body radiates mystery, it’s not just sword intent!”

The middle-aged woman spoke again, her eyes glinting with realization.

She could sense that the invisible aura surrounding Su Yi was truly remarkable.

Jian Shiyi also stared at Su Yi, his sharp, intense aura causing his eyes to flicker with emotion.

As the only one directly involved, Jian Shiyi could sense that, despite the youth’s closed eyes, there was a strange, hard-to-react-to feeling.

At this moment, Jian Shiyi realized the youth wasn’t simply being arrogant; he had been preparing all along.

Before him stood a man with a sword, calm and still. The presence felt more than just a simple sword technique; it emanated an overwhelming aura.

Jian Shiyi searched for a flaw, but even in the simplest of postures, there was no sign of imperfection.

No matter the strike or angle, Su Yi’s sword always seemed perfectly positioned to face him.

Jian Shiyi was deeply moved. As a swordsman, he couldn’t believe it was a mere coincidence. The youth’s understanding of the sword might have exceeded his own expectations.

With his eyes partially closed, Su Yi’s posture resembled a scene from the mural in Sword Cave.

His three-foot green sword, at some unknown moment, began emitting a faint sound like wind and thunder, radiating a sharp, fierce aura. It rippled outward, though it was somewhat ethereal.

Jian Shiyi’s expression shifted, no longer cold, but filled with shock.

The figure of the boy before him was as still as a mountain. Even in the simplest of stances, it felt unshakable, as though immense potential and pressure resided within. It was an exquisitely precise posture!

Even Jian Shiyi felt it now. Once he made his move, the seemingly simple stance of the youth would unleash a storm, an offensive force sweeping everything in its path!

But Jian Shiyi was no ordinary swordsman. His sword made a piercing sound as he locked eyes with Su Yi, his gaze filled with a fighting spirit, his pupils ablaze.

“It seems your sword skills won’t be low. So, I will use my full strength. If I win, you must follow me back to the Court of Justice. If I lose, I will leave the Court of Justice forever!”

A dark gleam appeared in Jian Shiyi’s eyes, and his combative spirit blazed within.

Jian Shiyi’s name is synonymous with swordsmanship, and his greatest strength lies in his blade. If he can’t defeat the youth before him, it would mark a hindrance to his lifelong cultivation.

In this battle, he must win!

“Buzz!”

As Jian Shiyi’s voice faded, his sword erupted with a flash of light, shimmering like a snake. His Yuan Spirit Realm Fourth Grade aura exploded with a deafening roar.

“Swoosh…”

Jian Shiyi’s vitality surged beneath his feet, and his figure vanished in an instant, becoming little more than a blurry shadow.

The air split apart as his sword vibrated. His wrist twitched, and the sword light transformed into blurry shadows, slashing with incredible sharpness. Ripples formed in the air like those on water, accompanied by a whoosh sound.

In the blink of an eye, bursts of sword light erupted, nearly surrounding the entire space.

The sword light screamed as Jian Shiyi propelled it toward Su Yi’s head.