You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts

Chapter 692 304: A Meeting of Minds

"There's indeed one person."

Sikong Jingming immediately said a name: "Ye Qingzhou."

"Him?"

Qi Shengtian slightly frowned: "An unparalleled prodigy who can master the Basic Six Techniques to the level of Mastery. I admit his martial arts talent is unmatched in the world, but potential is potential, and strength is strength. Even though he has entered the Grandmaster Realm and has the record of slaying multiple Grandmasters, his own cultivation should still be a shortcoming."

Sikong Jingming shook his head: "In terms of cultivation, you're a step ahead of me, but when it comes to understanding swordsmanship, you're far behind. It's no secret that Ye Qingzhou possesses several Divine Weapons, but because of this, many people focus on his Divine Weapon Emperor Wu, overlooking his real strength."

"You mean..."

"Even without relying on Divine Weapon Emperor Wu, he already possesses the power to kill martial arts Grandmasters."

Qi Shengtian was shocked at these words. After all, from what he knew, Ye Qingzhou had only recently been promoted to martial arts Grandmaster, which by logic, belonged to the sewage level within Grandmasters.

Yet Sikong Jingming said Ye Qingzhou's strength could already compare to a High-Tier Grandmaster at the Peak Realm?

It's known that among Grandmaster-level experts, it's not difficult to win against each other, but killing is not easy.

Even a Grandmaster at the Heaven-Ascending Fifth Layer realm finds it challenging to kill a Grandmaster at the Heaven-Ascending Fourth Layer realm, at most severely injuring them.

After all, Grandmasters aren't fools. If they can't win, can't they run away?

Relying on tough skin and unlimited True Qi, if a real life-and-death battle were to occur between peers, the fight would inevitably drag on endlessly, possibly lasting until the end of time.

If there's no deep-seated hatred, who's going to exert such effort?

Only Peak Grandmasters at the Heaven-Ascending Sixth Layer, who have barely touched the threshold of the Martial Saint's Heart Image Power, truly grasp the strength to swiftly kill fellow Grandmasters.

Because the Power of Mental Imagery is enough to change the heavens and the earth.

Even if not a complete Mental Imagery, a strong Martial Arts Will is enough to cover a small area, severing the opponent's Bridge of Heaven and Earth, breaking their Primordial Qi circulation with heaven and earth, thus accomplishing the kill.

"What enviable talent..."

Qi Shengtian couldn't help but muse.

Although he is a Martial Saint with a Divine Weapon at his grasp, he is forever unable to reach Martial God because he cannot break through the Basic Six Techniques to the level of Mastery in this life.

On the other hand, Ye Qingzhou, only at the Grandmaster Realm now, can be easily subdued by him at a thought, yet their potentials are incomparable.

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"Being a professional is worse than a dog, masters are everywhere."

Huang Liwen, sipping on milk tea, couldn't help but sigh after glancing around the street.

He specifically took leave this time to support Ye Qingzhou, and even Yann Xiyue and Yaoo Yexin joined in to watch the competition and participate in this quadrennial Sword Realm grand event.

Ye Qingzhou teased Huang Liwen with a smile: "You brat, be careful with your words, or you'll get beaten. Professional Martial Artists have sharp ears and eyes, and Martial Arts Masters can perceive everything within five hundred meters. If they hear what you said, tsk tsk, I can't even imagine that scene."

"Then I'll just report your name and see who dares touch a hair on me."

Huang Liwen shamelessly used Ye Qingzhou as a shield, showing the demeanor of a sneaky person exploiting power.

Xu Yuebing suddenly asked from the side: "What if they cover their face when they beat you? You wouldn't recognize them, and even if you wanted revenge, you couldn't find them."

"Uh..."

Gulp, cold sweat immediately broke out on Huang Liwen's forehead.

Clearly, he hadn't considered such a scenario and began to panic, quickly looking around in fear that a Martial Arts Master might really lower themselves to beat him until his face was unrecognizable.

The group of five soon arrived at the competition site, located within Kowloon City, where there's a large Secret Realm modified to withstand the battles of Grandmaster-level experts as a competition venue.

As soon as they entered the Secret Realm, a wave of roar-like cheers surged, enveloping an area of tens of miles. Rather than an arena, it felt more like a small city.

In the sky, various enlarged water screens were broadcasting the battles taking place in real time.

Though the main competition had not yet begun, every day, participants came to build their records, equivalent to a warm-up phase before the tournament, with only the strongest sixty-four contestants entering the main event.

Of course, Grandmaster-level experts like Ye Qingzhou could skip the preliminary rounds and enter directly into the main event.

Their group of five came today primarily to watch Xu Yunxi's match and cheer her on.

In Sector 21, Xu Yuebing suddenly stood up from her seat in the audience.

"It's Sister's turn to enter!"

"Go, Sister!"

"Go, Sister Yunxi!"

Upon hearing the cheers, Xu Yunxi glanced over, waved to Xu Yuebing and Ye Qingzhou, then gracefully stepped onto the stage.

Her opponent happened to be a female Martial Arts Master from the Bashu Sword Sect, Songg Ling.

Both were graceful female Martial Artists, having long trained in swordsmanship, they were extremely mindful of maintaining their figures, boasting lithe postures, flexibility, complemented by speed and strength, and a higher appearance.

Of course, in terms of appearance, Xu Yunxi possessed a beauty capable of toppling nations, her charm far superior to Songg Ling, attracting the eyes of the entire audience the moment she appeared.

"A stunning beauty indeed."

"So that's Moonlight on the Cold River Xu Yunxi, truly a rare beauty."

As the audience discussed, a tall figure appeared before the stands, drawing gasps from the crowd.

"She's here!"

"Emei Sword Master Huo Qingyun!"

Everyone's eyes landed on the stunning figure; just standing there, she was like a black hole, effortlessly capturing the gaze of everyone around her, light itself unable to escape.

She was like a sun radiating endless light and heat, shining everywhere with dazzling brilliance.

She was the Emei Sword Master.

The youngest and most powerful martial arts Grandmaster in the history of the Bashu Sword Sect, having surpassed even her master's cultivation and realm, earning her the formidable title of 'Sword Master.'

"Senior Sister!"

"Senior Sister is here!"

Many disciples of the Bashu Sword Sect came to watch the battle, so Huo Qingyun's presence naturally excited them greatly.

"So beautiful!!"

Huang Liwen stared at Huo Qingyun, eyes unblinking, and then pain shot through his waist: "Ow, ow, ow! Stop pinching, if you damage the kidneys, you'll suffer too."

Yann Xiyue and Yaoo Yexin released their grip seeing him beg for mercy.

Huang Liwen couldn't help but complain: "You're too violent, look at Xu Yuebing, Ye Qingzhou is watching so intently, and she's not doing anything."

Xu Yuebing glared at Huang Liwen with disdain: "How could it be the same?"

At this moment, Ye Qingzhou was indeed intently watching Huo Qingyun.

But unlike Huang Liwen, Ye Qingzhou wasn't focused on her appearance but on her cultivation and realm: "Yin Generating Yang, it seems she has perfected the Bashu Sword Sect's ultimate skill 'Taiyin Scripture' and is preparing to condense the Sun and Moon Soaring Heart Image."

The Sword Intent within Ye Qingzhou began to stir with excitement.

The opponent, also a top-tier grandmaster approaching the Martial Saint Realm, was undoubtedly a worthy opponent on the path of Sword Dao.

As if sensing the forthcoming Sword Intent from Ye Qingzhou, Huo Qingyun shifted her gaze from the arena toward him.

Across hundreds of meters, their eyes met in the air.

Clang~

At the point of their gaze, intangible Sword Intents fiercely clashed, producing a sharp, resonating sound like the roar of dragons.

Skilled swordsmanship practitioners present, their Spiritual Sense keen, experienced auditory hallucinations.

"What's going on? The match hasn't started yet, but I seem to hear the sound of swords clashing."

Huang Liwen, seeing this, patted Ye Qingzhou's shoulder, teasing: "Looks like you two are eyeing each other up, want to fight right now?"

"No need."

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "We'll surely meet in the main competition."

On the other side, a few junior apprentices noticed Huo Qingyun's unusual expression and couldn't help but ask: "Senior Sister, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Huo Qingyun suppressed the agitation of her Sword Intent and smiled warmly: "I just encountered an interesting person."