Eternal Saber

Chapter 430 - 36: Misjudged

In the seating area of Langya Pavilion.

Madam Su watched Su Muzhe, who had already gained the upper hand in the Martial Arts Arena, nodding in approval with comforting satisfaction.

Among the younger generation of the Su Family, whether in martial arts, character, reputation, or appearance, Su Muzhe was considered the best.

Madam Su patted Zhiwei’s hand and asked softly, "What do you think of that cousin Muzhe?"

Zhiwei blinked, vaguely understanding Madam Su’s intentions but feigned ignorance by saying, "Cousin Muzhe’s swordsmanship is exquisite, he seems to have already suppressed his opponent, he will surely win this battle."

"Hmm, as long as you like it."

Madam Su nodded.

Zhiwei: "..."

Ye Taoyuan beside them listened with helplessness.

The elder and the younger each spoke their minds, yet communicated so smoothly.

She wanted to offer some advice.

But remembering Madam Su’s advanced age, the words stopped at her lips.

Madam Su truly liked Zhiwei from the bottom of her heart.

Due to past events, Madam Su always felt the Shen Family owed them a debt.

Zhiwei had suffered greatly over the years, and Madam Su wanted to compensate as much as possible, to find her a suitable husband, ensuring she would not be mistreated.

So, upon hearing Xia Yuanxian’s intentions towards Zhiwei, Madam Su was furious, disregarding others’ advice, she stepped forward to take charge of the situation.

She wanted to hold a great-grandchild early, but she absolutely could not allow Zhiwei to marry someone like that!

At this moment, the two in the Martial Arts Arena clashed rapidly, emitting bursts of sword light, their sword technique was dazzling.

"Strike!"

Su Muzhe let out a low shout.

The two figures crossed, touching briefly and then separating, each one taking a new position in the arena, their backs facing each other.

A string of blood droplets fell to the ground along with their movements.

The crowd clearly saw Mu Qianjun’s left shoulder seeping with red blood, slowly spreading towards his left arm.

Among these top fighters in the Wind and Cloud Ranking, Su Muzhe was ultimately the superior!

The heroes of Jianghu immediately erupted in cheers.

Everyone in Langya Pavilion breathed a sigh of relief.

Not only had Su Muzhe won this match, but he was also uninjured, fully capable of fighting another round.

With this momentum, he would take down Xia Yuanxian, the third contender from the Prime Minister’s Mansion!

Among the crowd, only Ye Xuan’s expression was calm as water.

Originally, in the first match, Ye Lingyun was also supposed to win smoothly, but then an unexpected change occurred.

Ye Xuan worried that the situation just now was not an accident.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed as he saw Mu Qianjun’s hand reach into his robe, then wipe towards his mouth.

"Is he taking some kind of elixir pill?"

The thought flashed through Ye Xuan’s mind, leaving him hesitant.

After all, he was a Grandmaster, and if he were to voice caution about a skirmish between the juniors, it would be deemed as lowering his stature and invite criticism.

Moreover, he wasn’t sure if his suspicion was correct.

To his knowledge, there hadn’t been any mention of such elixir pills.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the back of the crowd!

"Watch out, he’s going to take a drug!"

The scene was noisy, but some people still heard the voice.

Firstly, the words themselves were peculiar.

The term ’taking a drug’ was something no one had ever heard, strange and odd, yet immediately understandable upon hearing.

Secondly, those who were in the know understood what it meant, so they were particularly sensitive to the sentence.

Over at the Prime Minister’s Mansion, Xia Yuanxian, who had always been meditating with closed eyes as if indifferent to the situation, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the voice.

But with a single glance, with heads bustling and people clamoring, he could only roughly determine the direction and had no idea who actually said it.

However, Ye Xuan immediately spotted Chen Tang in the corner and a shade of approval flickered in his eyes.

On the Martial Arts Arena.

Mu Qianjun, feeling guilty, had his hand tremble, almost dropping the pill hidden in his palm.

He quickly swallowed the pill in his hand.

Upon hearing the remark, Su Muzhe was startled, recalling the process of Ye Lingyun and Lu Gang’s match from the first round, and instantly realized!

This battle was not over yet!

Without hesitation, Su Muzhe tapped his toes on the ground, leaping across several yards, and charged at Mu Qianjun with his sword!

Mu Qianjun let out a roar, turned, and with a single hand held his sword, clashing with Su Muzhe.

In this renewed engagement, it only took a moment for Su Muzhe to sense something wrong.

Mu Qianjun’s power had clearly increased a notch!

Originally, their realms were similar, both were in the Inner Core Realm.

But now, the strength of Mu Qianjun’s sword swing was immense, he seemed mad, his eyes were blood-red, his power even reaching the Fourth Grade Awakening Realm!

If not for someone’s earlier warning, giving Su Muzhe the initiative to strike first, and Mu Qianjun’s injury on his left shoulder, this battle might have been difficult to determine.

The fighting became fiercer, more perilous than before.

The wound on Mu Qianjun’s shoulder was untreated, aggravating it, bleeding continuously, the entire left sleeve soaked in blood.

Normally, with such an injury, he would have a hard time lifting his left arm again.

Yet Mu Qianjun seemed oblivious to the pain, gripping his sword with both hands, his sword momentum becoming increasingly fierce, he was in an extremely exhilarated state.

Each time the swords clashed, Su Muzhe’s inner viscera trembled.

"This won’t do!"

Su Muzhe adjusted his strategy, relying on his body technique to circle around Mu Qianjun, avoiding direct confrontation.

In this way, it was difficult to determine the outcome in a short time, it was a matter of endurance.

Both sides were entrenched in a bitter struggle.

As time passed, the injury on Mu Qianjun’s left arm became increasingly detrimental, excessive blood loss and the gradual fading of the drug’s effect exposed flaws in his sword techniques and footwork.

Seizing the opportunity, Su Muzhe’s sword tip bypassed Mu Qianjun’s sword blade, lightly flicking at his wrist.

Zip!

Blood spurted.

With his tendons severed, Mu Qianjun couldn’t hold the heavy sword anymore, the weapon dropped from his hand.

Seizing the chance, Su Muzhe pursued relentlessly, following up with several more strikes, forcing Mu Qianjun into a fluster, retreating step by step, gaining new wounds on his body.

Mu Qianjun finally couldn’t hold on any longer, collapsing to the ground and passing out.

Su Muzhe slowly exhaled, and as the fierce battle concluded, he was drenched in sweat, with steam rising from his body—showing just how much energy he had expended!

This battle was even tougher than he had imagined with several more dangers!

Fortunately, he managed to win in the end.

Everyone in Langya Pavilion collectively let out a breath of relief.

Ye Taoyuan said, "Let Muzhe come down, leave the third match to Zhiyuan."

"No need."

Madam Su shook her head, saying, "He’s not injured and can continue to fight. If he can defeat Xia Yuanxian, it would be best. Even if not, he can at least wear Xia Yuanxian out a bit, testing the means of this fellow."

On the martial arts arena.

Su Muzhe sheathed his sword and stood, taking a moment to adjust his breath, then cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for the concession, next one please."

In an instant, countless gazes fell in the direction of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, focusing on Xia Yuanxian!

"Yuanxian, you..."

Xia Daozi felt uncertain as the current situation meant Xia Yuanxian would have to fight two matches in a row.

"Father, please rest assured."

Xia Yuanxian opened his eyes, slowly rose, placed his hand on Xia Daozi’s back hand, and said lightly, "Next, leave it to me."

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Xia Yuanxian drew the long saber slung diagonally at his waist and stepped onto the martial arts arena calmly.

"The previous match cost you greatly, I’ll give you half an hour to rest."

Xia Yuanxian looked at Su Muzhe, his tone indifferent.

Su Muzhe smiled slightly and said, "That’s not necessary. If it’s a series of battles, there’s no need for rest."

Xia Yuanxian nodded, "Alright, I gave you the chance, don’t regret it."

"What are you pretending for!"

"If you’re going to fight, then fight, stop posturing, you’re just trash!"

"No matter how lacking Brother Su is, he’s still the Sword Immortal, ranked fourth in the Wind and Cloud Ranking, having fought through countless tough battles, unlike you who rose through ranks by connection as Central Commander!"

A group of Jianghu people couldn’t stand it, cursing and muttering sarcasms.

"Please advise."

Seeing Xia Yuanxian so composed, Su Muzhe dared not be careless, putting away his contempt.

Xia Yuanxian’s eyelids lowered slightly, his gaze falling on the long saber at his waist. His footsteps skimmed the ground, appearing in front of Su Muzhe in the blink of an eye, his body technique ghostly.

"Hmm?"

Seeing this, Chen Tang squinted his eyes.

The top-tier body technique of the Dongyi Race, Floating Light and Shadow?

Chen Tang turned his head, subconsciously looking at Ah Li.

Ah Li nodded at him.

"So fast!"

Su Muzhe was shocked, just about to thrust his sword straight.

Clang!

The long saber was unsheathed, emitting a sharp, resonant clang!

This move was all too familiar to Chen Tang.

It’s the Moonlit Ten Forms from the Moon Night Race of the Celestial Cauldron Continent!

The speed of the sword skill was just under his Burning Wood Saber.

Fast, too fast!

Su Muzhe was shocked and turned pale.

In his sight, Xia Yuanxian’s sword was so fast it cut a series of afterimages, leaving him no time to react!

If he were in peak condition, he might have some room to adjust.

But at the moment, Su Muzhe was relying solely on instinctive reactions, instantly changing his move, the sword rising vertically to protect himself.

Clang!

Blade and sword collided!

Su Muzhe’s whole body trembled violently, uncontrollably being thrown backward, spitting blood.

His Treasure Sword indeed blocked Xia Yuanxian’s blade edge.

However, it could not stop the incomparably fierce force bursting from Xia Yuanxian’s long blade!

This force had already completely surpassed the Fifth Grade Inner Core!

This Xia Yuanxian is actually at the Opening Acupoints Realm!

No.

Why doesn’t his temple have the characteristics of the Opening Acupoints Realm?

I see.

This person has reinforced his internal organs, walking the martial arts road of horizontal body training!

In that split second, Su Muzhe understood a lot, but it was too late.

He had just gone through a fierce battle, tremendously exhausted with little inner qi left.

Now, taking Xia Yuanxian’s full-force strike, he couldn’t endure it at all, immediately suffering internal injuries, being knocked away!

Seeing this scene, everyone from Langya Pavilion was aghast and changed color!

Everyone present was also stunned, their faces full of shock.

They all had misjudged!

This Xia Yuanxian, deeply keeping his abilities hidden, was actually a master!

The outcome was clear.

Yet Xia Yuanxian had no intention of sparing Su Muzhe, chasing him like a shadow with saber in hand!

Madam Su’s heart tightened, instinctively clutching the dragon head staff beside her.

Ye Taoyuan thought to himself that this was unfavorable.

Ye Xuan frowned slightly.

At this moment, a figure rushed into the martial arts arena at an even faster speed, body technique agile and light like a swift swallow skimming low, reaching the side of the two of them, instantly creating a series of sword blossoms.

Clang!

The long sword blocked Xia Yuanxian’s saber, but the person who came was jolted, obviously unable to withstand the power of Xia Yuanxian’s blade, and was flung away, landing next to Su Muzhe.

"The outcome is decided, do you really want to kill him off completely!"

The newcomer had a face as beautiful as a painting, showing boldness in their eyebrows and eyes, standing in front of Su Muzhe with sword in hand, giving a reprimanding shout.