When Earth Awakened, I Became a Sword Saintess

Chapter 118 : The Top Four Are Decided

118: The Top Four Are Decided

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Yuyin left the stage.

Little did they know, because of her Soul Charm Points, Yuyin could perceive some of the strange thoughts that the audience didn't voice.

However, thinking and doing are completely different things. As long as it wasn't some malicious conspiracy, even if it was a bit excessive, Yuyin wouldn't mind. After all, when she was a little boy, she had fantasized about all sorts of things with beautiful older sisters, so what of it?

This battle not only saw Yuyin defeat one of the top third-year experts, Yuwen Wenhong, but she did so with a clear advantage, in what could be described as a near-crushing victory. The shockwaves it sent were naturally immense, and she also gained over 120 Soul Charm Points.

Adding the 70 from her entrance, and the over 200 she had accumulated over the months of the four preliminary rounds of the academy-wide competition, Yuyin's current total of Soul Charm Points had already exceeded 800.

"It's getting close to the 1,000 Soul Charm Points needed to restore that ancient swordswoman's sword technique." In the corridor leading to the locker room, Yuyin thought as she walked.

The next match was Senior Sister Liu Xing's. Yuyin's clothes were torn, so she needed to change before going to watch the match.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

On the octagonal stage, Jiang Da and Liu Xing appeared.

That Jiang Da looked to be three or four times as wide as Liu Xing. Though young, he already had the stout physique of a middle-aged man. He was fat and strong, a typical Strongman build.

"Senior Sister Liu Xing, you can do it!" Yuyin called out softly from the contestant viewing stand below the stands.

Jiang Da held a pair of round copper hammers, each estimated to weigh over a hundred kilograms. For him, at the Spirit-Seeking Perfection realm, wielding them was more than enough.

As the match began, Jiang Da, relying on his great size and strength, pressed Liu Xing. The pair of hammers rained down one after another. Liu Xing's green longsword would be easily knocked aside whenever it clashed with the heavy hammers.

Liu Xing was also a bit surprised. It seemed Jiang Da's strength had grown even more under Wan Kui'an's special training. She could not compete with him in strength; otherwise, the damage to her wrists would be too great, and she might lose her rhythm completely. Liu Xing could only adopt a strategy of dodging and launching surprise attacks.

Liu Xing's swordplay was ghostly and varied, soft yet swift. Her sword techniques were quite impressive.

However, the gap in strength was too large. Jiang Da was not just a mindless brute. Although he was immensely strong, he was not lacking in agility. For such a heavy and stout man, his stamina was surprisingly good. He could maintain a relentless, rapid assault with his twin hammers without slowing down. Although Liu Xing had more opportunities, under Jiang Da's seemingly chaotic but actually fierce and ruthless attacks, Liu Xing was careless for a moment and was hit in the chest by a hammer.

"Ah!" Senior Sister Liu Xing cried out and was sent flying. Jiang Da became even more ferocious, swinging his hammers as he pursued. Liu Xing rolled on the ground, found an opportunity to get up, and countered with a sword strike. But Jiang Da's skin was thick and his flesh tough. This strike only slightly wounded him, in exchange for his unbridled and ferocious assault, disregarding Liu Xing's sword techniques.

While parrying, Liu Xing's sword was knocked from her hand. Her shoulder took a heavy blow from a hammer, and she was knocked to the ground. Jiang Da actually pounced on her, kicking her fiercely with his large feet, while his twin hammers were about to strike down on her.

"Stop the match!" Jiang Xue shouted.

But Jiang Da seemed unable to stop. The large hammer fell towards Liu Xing's leg.

Jiang Xue leaped onto the stage, fast as a phantom. Her long, toned legs, beneath her cheongsam, kicked out in a blur.

Thump!

This kick, raised high, stopped Jiang Da's hammer with neither too much nor too little force, finally making him halt.

"Jiang Da, the match is over. You won," Jiang Xue said coldly.

"Teacher Jiang Xue, although she's from the Medic Department, her speed and leg techniques are this formidable. As the referee, she was impartial, stopping Jiang Da's attack in time without harming him. To be able to do this in an instant against a hammer as heavy as Jiang Da's, her control over strength proves that Teacher Jiang Xue is at least two entire realms above Jiang Da."

Yuyin thought to herself. When Jiang Xue had called for the match to stop, Yuyin had also wanted to stop Jiang Da. Otherwise, if that hammer had landed, Senior Sister Liu Xing's thigh might have been broken. But she was on the viewing stand and simply couldn't make it in time.

"This Jiang Da, he had already won, yet he didn't stop. Although this is a competition, he was far too ruthless!" Yuyin's gaze turned cold.

The school doctor and student volunteers came up, checked her over, and carried Senior Sister Liu Xing away on a stretcher.

Yuyin was a bit worried. Although the Student Council President, Lan Lianyue, was a bit aggressive, Liu Xing had always been good to her. She leaped down from the stands and came to the side of the stretcher.

"Senior Sister Liu Xing, how are you?"

Liu Xing was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and blood was seeping from her shoulder. She shook her head weakly. "I'm fine... I just didn't expect... this was all I was capable of... wuu wuu..."

As she spoke, Liu Xing couldn't help but cry in regret. It wasn't because of the pain or the loss, but because of her disappointment in herself.

During the third match, because she had gone to check on Liu Xing's condition, Yuyin didn't make it back in time. However, the medic said that Liu Xing's injuries were all external and not serious. With the academy's medicinal pills combined with modern medical treatment, she would be fine after a few days of rest.

By the time Yuyin returned to the venue, the match was basically over.

Hua Yuanjing's free-spirited, swift, and ever-changing spear techniques left her opponent with almost no room to retaliate. Several times, Hua Yuanjing's spear forced her way to a vital point, only to pull back at the last second, as if about to land a hit.

That person knew that Hua Yuanjing was aware that they, as third-year students, would be descending into the Prison Abyss starting this summer break. She didn't want to injure him and delay his cultivation, letting him know when he was outmatched and retreat on his own.

The entire audience saw this. At first, that person felt resentful, but after being forced to the brink several times, he was too ashamed to continue and could only admit defeat.

"Senior Sister Jing, to truly be able to stop just short of a fatal blow is truly admirable," Yuyin thought. But that was also because her strength completely overwhelmed her opponent, allowing her to do so with ease.

"However... Senior Sister Jing, the battlefield is ever-changing. Although this is a competition, it is also a practical combat exercise. Your spear techniques seem swift and superb, but their soul is too kind, too forgiving... Senior Sister Jing, I can't seem to feel any killing intent from you. Is that my shallowness, or are you too kind?" Yuyin felt a sense of inexplicable worry. "I hope that one day, Senior Sister Jing's performance in real combat won't be like this."

The fourth match was the other most anticipated match of the Top 8.

The current number one expert of the Lingdu Source Martial Academy, the sister of that super genius whose brilliance shone in human history, Lan Lingfeng, made her appearance. Lan Lianyue.

Lan Lianyue wore a long, dark blue dress with dark silver patterns, combining some ancient and modern designs. Over the dress, she wore a long, black silk shawl with a dark cyan ancient phoenix pattern. Her weapon... was actually a silver crescent moon blade with a three-foot diameter.

This silver moon blade had elegant and beautiful patterns. The outer arc was the blade, and the inner arc was also a blade at the two silver crescent points.

"A very unique weapon." Yuyin's chest rose and fell.

"That's a replica of the President's unique weapon, the Moon Blade, for competition use." Hua Yuanjing, who had just won her match without even seeming out of breath, walked to Yuyin's side.

Lan Lianyue's opponent, Xiang Wu, was the top expert of the Artisan Department, using a pair of gauntlets with mechanical crossbow mechanisms.

This Xiang Wu's strength was no less than that of a top Strongman Department expert. Furthermore, he was skilled in mechanical arts, and his combat ability was in no way inferior to the elites of the main combat departments.

However, as soon as the match began, Xiang Wu seemed to be possessed, falling into some kind of illusion. He attacked and rammed about randomly, unable to even touch the hem of Lan Lianyue's clothes.

Lan Lianyue's Moon Blade flew out, spinning with her movements.

Shing! Shing! Shing!

The Moon Blade directly circled Xiang Wu with several swift slashes. Each one, if it were a real weapon, would have been enough to sever his meridians. Even with these competition weapons, the slashes caused Xiang Wu's meridians to spasm. He fell to his knees, unable to stand for a moment.

The Moon Blade hovered in the air, humming softly. It lightly and wantonly spun past the front of Xiang Wu's neck.

"I surrender," Xiang Wu said, lowering his head. Only when he said the words did he seem to come back to his senses.

Only then did Xiang Wu discover, to his surprise, that there wasn't a single scratch on his body. Lan Lianyue's Moon Blade had never touched him at all; it had only made him think he had been struck and his meridians severed.