Chapter 387
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Chapter 387: Exiting the Court of Justice!
“Whew…”
The sword light moved as fast as lightning, sharp and relentless.
The sharp sword aura spread outward in waves from the square, sweeping in all directions, making the disciples present tremble in awe.
“Jian Shiyi is incredible!”
Among the stewards present, there were also expressions of surprise. Jian Shiyi’s accomplishments were clear to everyone, and his future was limitless.
“Can Su Yi still resist?”
“This is Brother Jian Shiyi’s true strength. Su Yi might not be able to keep up!”
During this short period, there were also some in the audience who felt anxious about Su Yi’s chances.
However, no one at this moment would assume that Su Yi had overestimated his abilities. Even if he lost this battle, his strength had already proven to be terrifying.
“Chirping…”
At the critical moment, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Su Yi suddenly opened his tightly shut eyes, and two sword-like rays of light shot out from the depths of his pupils.
Simultaneously, an overwhelming aura, coupled with an immense pressure, emanated from within Su Yi.
In full view of the spectators, Su Yi made his move. With his sword raised, he thrust it forward, its radiant gleam accompanied by a sharp gust of wind as it collided fiercely with his opponent’s advancing blade.
“Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang…”
Suddenly, the deafening clangs of swords reverberated, followed by powerful gusts of wind that surged violently from the point where the two combatants met.
“Whoosh…”
Out of nowhere, a strong wind swept through the square, causing some onlookers to panic and flee.
The sword emitted a dazzling, brilliant light, with fierce winds making it impossible for the stewards present to observe clearly, creating a breathtaking spectacle!
The powerful wind surged, as fierce gusts and sharp sword beams erupted. A gray figure was sent stumbling backward and fell, overwhelmed.
“Da da…”
The figure retreated in a straight line, its feet scraping against the ground. The mottled stone slabs turned to dust, and cracks appeared in the earth, crawling upward. After several meters, the figure finally regained its balance.
His black hair was disheveled, and his gray robe was torn in several places. Two blood-red sword marks were clearly visible on his left arm and shoulder, but they were shallow wounds—mere sword cuts.
This was Su Yi in his current state, looking quite disheveled, with a faint pallor on his face.
“Su Yi has been defeated. He is injured!”
The onlookers were momentarily stunned, and then the expected cry of amazement spread through the crowd.
“Hmph, how could he ever rival Jian Shiyi?”
Among the disciples present in the Court of Justice, several youths wore icy expressions and had an unshakable conviction that Su Yi was doomed to failure.
“Alas, he has ultimately lost!”
“Even if he lost, he has already proven himself!”
Among the onlookers, murmurs of discussion arose, and some sighed in regret.
An outer disciple, having defeated so many, finally reached the end and was defeated by Jian Shiyi.
Amid the commotion, Su Yi remained unaware of the surrounding conversations as he gripped his sword and lifted his gaze toward the dissipating energy gusts.
There, a black figure appeared, becoming more distinct.
The figure wore black attire, like a towering sword peak. In his hand, a remarkable sword emitted a brilliant glow, its hum resonating through the air.
Upon seeing this, it seemed everyone had come to a sudden realization.
At last, Jian Shiyi had defeated the outer disciple Su Yi!
“It seems that something isn’t quite right…”
Suddenly, someone looked surprised and saw Jian Shiyi’s cold face, which now carried a dull expression. His eyes, as he gazed at Su Yi, reflected confusion and shock.
Someone else was startled and looked closer.
Suddenly, a dampness appeared above Jian Shiyi’s chest, and fresh blood began to seep out.
A bloody hole had appeared above his chest. Had the wound been even a fraction lower, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
At the same moment, a mouthful of bright red blood sprayed from Jian Shiyi’s mouth, and his face turned pale.
“Something’s wrong; it seems Senior Brother Jian Shiyi has lost!”
Looking at Jian Shiyi, the eyes of everyone in the square widened in shock, as if Su Yi had not been defeated, but rather Jian Shiyi had.
The gazes of those who had believed Su Yi was already defeated were now replaced by shock and awe.
No one had expected that the great Jian Shiyi would be the one to fall in the end.
The stewards, who had been watching closely, were the most shocked of all.
They hadn’t even seen how Jian Shiyi was hurt.
“The move Su Yi performed just now surpassed ordinary swordsmanship. Even though he hasn’t fully mastered its meaning, he’s very close. Su Yi is definitely no ordinary outer disciple from the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak. There’s something extraordinary about him!”
After a long silence, a steward finally exhaled and couldn’t hide his admiration.
In the chaotic square, Su Yi stood quietly, his hair disheveled and looking somewhat worn.
Jian Shiyi lifted his gaze to Su Yi. His trembling eyes stirred unease, and he felt his whole body stiffen.
“I lost.”
After a moment, Jian Shiyi sighed softly. His expression slowly softened, returning to his usual cold and ruthless demeanor.
“Defeated… it’s Senior Brother Jian Shiyi who has been defeated!”
The disciples of the Divine Sword School, although they had already realized that Jian Shiyi had lost and seemed to be more seriously injured, could not help but feel shaken when they heard Jian Shiyi admit his defeat aloud.
“He really won. Brother Su Yi really won!”
Zhang Qing clenched his fists tightly, his gaze trembling with excitement.
They never expected that even Jian Shiyi from the Court of Justice would fall. That guy was so powerful!
Hearing Jian Shiyi’s words, Su Yi smiled faintly, sheathed his sword as though nothing had happened, and spoke to Jian Shiyi,
“I told you, even if you block me, I will still defeat you.”
“It was my carelessness that led to this. If I had gone all out, who would win and who would lose is still uncertain!”
Jian Shiyi raised his gaze and spoke to Su Yi in this way.
Su Yi’s gaze flickered, and he understood that the sword strike he had executed was a fatal one, even though he hadn’t intended to kill. However, it had only wounded Jian Shiyi.
Su Yi also sensed that although Jian Shiyi had given his all, there seemed to be some lingering feeling of unfinished business, as though he still had a hidden trump card.
How could Jian Shiyi be simple when he ranked fifteenth on the Sword Tower in a prestigious school like the Divine Sword School?
“I’ve always said sword fighting isn’t my strong suit!”
Pausing for a moment, Su Yi said calmly,
“It seems you still have some tricks up your sleeve, but I too have my reservations.”
“I hope to have the chance to truly fight you with all my might in the Grand Swordsmanship Competition!”
Hearing Su Yi’s words, Jian Shiyi smiled faintly, his eyes gleaming. Then he said,
“I’ve lost this time. From now on, I’ll withdraw from the Court of Justice.”
