Young Master in Flower City

Chapter 939 940: A Single Sword Seals the Throat

To unsheathe the sword is to deliver a lethal strike.

What a fast sword.

What a cold sword.

This strike surpasses the speed of sound, surpasses the light, and arrives in an instant.

Puchi~

As everyone was stunned, a light sound was heard, and a bloodstain appeared on Qin Yuan's throat. The dazzling figure of Ye Qingcheng halted after withdrawing her sword, and her opponent, with an incredulous expression, fell down, unable to believe everything even upon death.

He was slain with a single strike to the throat.

Silence!

At this moment, the void was utterly silent, only the sound of heartbeats could be heard. Everyone stared dumbfounded at the unrivaled and peerless figure on the Martial Arts Demonstration Stage.

A fight to the death.

A single strike to the throat.

This strike was too splendid for anyone to see clearly, but the corpse on the ground undoubtedly verified Ye Qingcheng's unparalleled elegance. The peerlessly beautiful, untouchable goddess in white slew Qin Yuan with a single blow.

What a shock.

What a thunderous sensation.

A genius of the Demon Sect, after defeating numerous Celestial Realm geniuses, was unparalleled. Probably even in his dreams, he never imagined being defeated by Ye Qingcheng with a single strike.

Moreover, that strike was clean and swift, leaving no room for error.

Furthermore, it seemed that since the moment Qin Yuan insulted the goddess in white, the outcome was already destined. The goddess in white, holy and aloof, indifferent as an ice mountain, her divine beauty could not be desecrated.

Who is this girl? What a brilliant strike; what a cold strike.

To unsheathe the sword is to freeze all.

To unsheathe the sword is to deliver a lethal strike.

It seems she needed only one strike to tell everyone that even a genius of the Demon Sect was nothing; with a single strike, she ended the battle, regardless of how terrifying the opponent's power was, there was no use.

It almost feels as if, though Ye Qingcheng is a woman, she is a natural-born combatant, with an extremely keen sense for combat, seizing the moment, clinching victory with one move.

This talent is somewhat frightening.

In a sense, Qin Yuan was not so weak; only, he was deluded by Ye Qingcheng's beauty, leading to underestimation and eventually this tragic end.

"Satisfying!" After a moment, someone finally reacted and exclaimed. After battling for so long, who could have expected Ye Qingcheng to turn the situation around and win a match so spectacularly?

Unrivaled Qin Yuan, in the same rank as her, slain by a single strike to the throat.

Of course, what's more shocking is Ye Qingcheng's decisive killing intent; once she targets her opponent, she spares no hesitation in taking their life.

Perhaps Ye Qingcheng's ruthlessness has something to do with Xiao Tianyu. Without his repeated trampling on her dignity, she wouldn't have such a decisive heart.

In the path of Martial Arts, without a cold heart, one will eventually become a stepping stone for others.

Moreover, if not for Xiao Tianyu, she might still be an ordinary person, without any determined heart for cultivation.

"Not bad!" Xiao Tianyu looked at Ye Qingcheng on the Martial Arts Demonstration Stage and murmured. She is transforming, growing to have the demeanor of a queen—not a queen of the marketplace, but a queen who reigns over the world.

Of course, regarding Xiao Tianyu's 'not bad', no one could understand, nor did anyone know his painstaking efforts.

"Boss, this girl is terrifying!" Even if reborn as a Divine Emperor, Xiao Jiu was stunned by the scene in front of him—a thorny rose indeed; any slight insult, and it's a strike to the throat. It seems I should keep my distance from her in the future.

"This is how she should be!"

"What?" Xiao Jiu indicated he didn't understand.

"Playing music to a cow!"

"Boss seems to have a point!" Xiao Jiu nodded, indicating he would keep quiet.

As for Liu Yan, Di Lanshan, and others, they were equally shocked to speechlessness. This girl descended upon the Outer Sect twice, causing chaos, yet they had never expected her talent to be so terrifying.

The heart of slaughter, so decisively firm.

Di Tian and Di Yun's talents, compared to her, seemed far inferior; given time, she would surely surpass Haotian Sect's two princes.

"Next!" Ye Qingcheng's cold eyes swept in the direction of the Demon Sect, causing the remaining two Celestial Realm geniuses in the Demon Sect to tremble, a slight fear rising in their hearts.

"Do you dare not to fight?" Ye Qingcheng's voice was calm.

"Your decisiveness in action shocked me!" At this moment, a young figure leisurely walked out from the direction of the Demon Sect. Today they came to provoke the Haotian Sect; if they dared not fight, wouldn't that be too disgraceful? As a genius, his heart was proud.

Soon, this young man landed on the battle stage, gazing at Ye Qingcheng, continuing, "The previous battle was due to Junior Brother Qin's underestimation. This battle, you will have no such…"

Hua~

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Qingcheng's white figure drew out a fading light, the sword shadow manifested, killing everything. Her figure arrived in an instant, directly targeting the opponent's throat.

The opponent had no time to think, immediately sidestepping; the icy sword light grazed his throat, leaving a bloodstain, frightening the young man's face pale.

This strike was too close; just a fraction deeper, it would have been another strike to the throat.

Those who insult her, Ye Qingcheng, die.

Moreover, Ye Qingcheng previously stated clearly that it was a life-and-death battle.

The goddess may be beautiful, but she is even colder.

Hua!

Missing a strike, Ye Qingcheng's figure soared into the sky, sword light manifesting, freezing all, endless sword shadows slaughtering the world. In an instant, it was as if tens of thousands of swords fired in unison in the void, the endless sword light carrying a chilling might, piercing through everything.

"Kill!" The young man roared in anger—just barely escaping death by her sword. He then unleashed his magic might, clad in black armor, grabbing directly in the void to form a True Essence orb.

"Break!"

Ye Qingcheng coldly snorted, her long sword flickering, countless sword lights condensing into one, pulling out a radiant galaxy in the void. The next second, the sword aura clashed with the True Essence, and bang! Suddenly, the True Essence shattered.

"Ice Seal!" Ye Qingcheng extended her left hand, bursting with icy willpower, sealing everything in ice, making it seem like the entire world was frozen by Ye Qingcheng.

"What a terrifying icy willpower!" Seeing this, everyone's pupils contracted; this icy willpower probably reached the pinnacle of perfection?

In an instant, under everyone's gaze, the young man was encased in ice. His expression grim, he immediately shouted, "Break!"

With that, a surge of True Essence power exploded from the young man's body, causing the ice encasing him to shatter into blocks, falling to the ground.

However, at that moment, a chilling sword light assaulted.

The sword light too swift to capture.

What?

The young man was horrified, stepping onto the void, dodging with a swift motion. But Ye Qingcheng's peerless ethereal form followed like a shadow; before the opponent could steady himself, the icy sword light arrived once again.

"Sect Leader, save me!" The young man despaired.

Puchi~

Before his voice fell, Ye Qingcheng's Cold Ice Sword pierced his throat, crimson blood immediately sealed in ice.