Chapter 123 Chapter 123: Edge of Taixuan
Chapter 123: Edge of Taixuan
"Hey, pink sausage dragon, that thing of yours, ah... pink sausage dragon?"
Lin Yuxia didn't get a response. Turning around, she found that Ch'en hadn't followed her up at all and was still standing in the training ground.
"What are you doing? Want another round?"
She asked curiously. The fight was over, why stay down there? Was it cooler below?
"Yes."
"If you're not convinced, you should've said so earlier. I'll keep you company."
Just as Lin Yuxia was about to go back, Ch'en stopped her.
"
But not with you."
"Kevin, teammates need to get used to each other, right? Want to come down and practice too?"
Ch'en pointed her sword sheath. Although she could tell Kevin was very skilled from the earlier chaotic brawl, she was genuinely interested in this person who even received high praise from those black-clad agents.
By the way, assess his danger level.
"Sparring? It's meaningless, but if you insist..."
Kevin disappeared from the spectator stands. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Ch'en, one hand reaching out.
So fast! What kind of special Originium Arts is this?!
Her brain didn't even have time to generate many thoughts in that instant. The fight had already begun!
"...then firmly grasp the sharp blade in your hand, swallow the fear of facing fire."
A calm voice sounded, without much fluctuation.
Chi Xiao - Draw!
A crimson malevolent aura surged from the sheath. At this moment, Ch'en could no longer care about the strain the malevolent energy placed on her body or holding back for a spar.
The moment that hand reached out, only one thought remained in her mind.
If she couldn't block it, she would die!
The sword's gleam blocked in front of that seemingly unstoppable palm, shattering like glass under its easy grip.
Chi Xiao - Rising Eyebrow!
Before one strike ended, new force was already generated. There wasn't even a hint of gap between Ch'en's moves—this was one of the functions of the Chi Xiao sword's usual storage of malevolent energy.
Inverted stars and moon traced a bloody arc!
All the muscle memory and experience cultivated from childhood practice seemed to be reawakened from deep within her body at this moment.
"Not bad, but insufficient."
The crescent moon stopped abruptly halfway through its formation—clearly pressed down by that jade-like palm.
Claw transformed into palm.
Boom!
Ch'en, along with her sword, was sent flying backward, soaring dozens of meters through the air before crashing into a pile of miscellaneous items. Some bottles and jars fell to the ground, making crisp sounds.
"You haven't fully unleashed your potential yet, let alone touched this sword's limits. You have one more chance. This sword's previous owner should have been an excellent swordsman. Since he chose you, I believe you can definitely achieve it too."
The pile of miscellaneous items was utterly silent, like a completely dead volcano.
Dead silence.
Still dead silence.
No response came from the pile of miscellaneous items.
Kevin's gaze was inexplicable. Just as he intended to withdraw his gaze and leave this training ground—
Clatter—
A strong, tight hand pushed aside the boxes. Ch'en's hair was disheveled, her body covered in dust, but the Chi Xiao in her hand alone shone with a rich crimson as if stained with blood.
She scratched her head, her tone seeming both amused and annoyed as she said:
"What nonsense are you spouting? So hard to understand."
"But it doesn't matter. One more slash at you. Whoever's still standing gets to talk."
Malevolent energy coiled around Chi Xiao's blade, dyeing the surrounding air crimson as well. An illusory dragon silhouette manifested behind her—majestic and ferocious!
Her entire body's blood boiled under the influence of the malevolent energy, but her mind was exceptionally clear at this moment. In that extreme clarity, her gaze seemed to see past Kevin before her, catching a glimpse of that winged back resembling a deity.
But it didn't matter. No matter who stood before her, all she had to do now was cut them down!
Roar!
The illusory dragon silhouette roared. Ch'en's figure vanished from Kevin's sight in that instant.
This was the strongest move below Cloud Split, the limit of the swordsmanship she currently mastered.
"Chi Xiao - Shadowless!"
Eight afterimages each wielded a dragon-slaying sword. Wherever the red light reached—inside or out—whatever it encountered was severed.
This was the moment Ch'en sublimated herself. The trait of the Chi Xiao sword was definitely not simply cutting through spells; it contained something deeper!
"Edge of Taixuan, Opening Form - Sky Splitter."
Kevin's calm voice rang out at this moment, yet no solid sword was seen in his hand—only a sword finger formed by two fingers together.
One of the pinnacle human techniques once demonstrated to him by that comrade in the Fenghuang Down illusion of the past was now being executed by him.
Without practice, he couldn't yet unleash Divine Implication temporarily, but even just this level was enough!
No sword yet having a sword; with spirit transforming into a sword, sword energy forms itself!
Formless yet space-filling sword energy slashed toward all "Ch'ens." Seven afterimages instantly dissipated—unstoppable!
Facing this unavoidable, undodgeable sword strike, Ch'en's pupils contracted sharply. Yet her hands drove Chi Xiao to accelerate once more!
Cut it!
Clang!
Edge of Taixuan clashed with Chi Xiao!
A crisp snapping sound came from the center—but it wasn't the formless sword energy.
It was—Chi Xiao!
The illusory dragon silhouette was severed by the sword energy—first a crack, then ferocious fissures gradually spread across the entire blade.
Clang!
Crimson fragments scattered everywhere, tracing trajectories through the air. Simultaneously shattered was that stubborn fighting spirit pent up in Ch'en's heart.
With her spirit scattered, exhaustion rushed in. She collapsed weakly to the ground, but her hand still tightly gripped the hilt—even though only less than five inches of blade fragment remained on it.
"What's this move called? Did you create it yourself?"
After recovering for a while, she asked softly. This was a sword technique; she recognized it.
"Edge of Taixuan, gifted by a comrade."
Kevin wasn't stingy about answering small questions.
"I lost fairly. In swordsmanship, Wei Yenwu isn't as strong as you. Oh, and that 'comrade' of yours too."
"Hmm, her skill indeed reached its peak—a level unattainable by ordinary humans."
She didn't even feel much frustration in her heart. In fact, the feedback from her body told her clearly that after this battle, her swordsmanship would make significant progress.
For every martial artist, this was something eagerly sought after.
If there was any regret, it would probably only be that the Chi Xiao sword broke.
That sword held great significance. When Wei Yenwu solemnly handed it to her, she understood—Chi Xiao wasn't just a simple weapon; it was more like a legacy.
"I lost."
"Hmm, at least your will is commendable. In swordsmanship, your path will continue into that more distant future."
"Thank you."
Having recovered some strength, she struggled to stand up and went to collect Chi Xiao's fragments scattered in the warehouse.
At least take these back and see if they can be reforged or repaired. As a divine weapon, even an inch of material is priceless.
Well... she couldn't imagine what expression Wei Yenwu would have upon learning his beloved former sword had broken.
And shattered so thoroughly at that.
what the fuck