Chapter 817 - 761: Sharing the Glory

Chapter 817: Chapter 761: Sharing the Glory

Everyone looked nervously at Xie Jingshan. He had exhausted all his strength, and even the Golden Crow Sword Spirit above his head had dissipated to near transparency, while the flames on Black Dog Huo Dou’s body had almost disappeared.

At this moment, it was impossible for Xie Jingshan to withstand this sword from Zhao Benlei; Zhuo Qingfeng had been defeated by this very sword before.

Jiang Yuebai also clenched her fists nervously, but she felt something was odd; wasn’t Xie Jingshan known to disrupt battles with his loud howls?

He was always so unruly, making the enemy underestimate him, only to strike unexpectedly?

Why did he look so serious this time? His eyebrows were firm, and his aura was cold and stern, almost as if...

Jiang Yuebai suddenly shivered, remembering the young Sword Lord Zhufeng.

"Go!"

A fierce shout from Zhao Benlei brought Jiang Yuebai back to the present.

They saw Zhao Benlei flick his fingers, sending forth a black sword formed by the concentrated power of thunder, with its tyrannical and destructive force shooting out.

In an instant, Xie Jingshan seemed to be experiencing a tribulation, enveloped by an inexplicable heaven’s might, thunder spontaneously erupting around him, as he watched the black light burst towards him.

Then, time seemed to slow down immensely. Within this slowness, Jiang Yuebai saw the weakness on Xie Jingshan’s face suddenly disappear, his lips curled into an unruly smile, and his entire body swiftly moved sideways.

The black light pierced through his body’s afterimage, while the green Awakening Bone Sword beside him instantly merged with him.

At that moment, Jiang Yuebai saw a virtual image of a chubby green mink flash across him; it was the Wind Beast Sword Spirit he had never used before.

It turned out that not only Zhao Benlei had mastered the Man and Sword Unity method at the Nascent Soul Stage, but Xie Jingshan had too.

Everyone assumed Xie Jingshan had a Single Fire Spiritual Root, believing his Fire Element Sword Techniques were stronger than his Wind Sword Techniques. Little did they know, through practice in harsh winters and summers, he never slacked for a single day; the strength of the Wind Sword Techniques was no less dominant than the Fire Element Sword Techniques.

Xie Jingshan had intentionally followed Zhuo Qingfeng’s old path earlier, to guide Zhao Benlei’s battle rhythm, ensuring the entire fight was under his control, accurately calculating the consumption of his Sword Qi, saving enough energy to await Zhao Benlei’s last strike.

This was the decisive moment for Zhao Benlei, and also for Xie Jingshan!

Jiang Yuebai’s nose turned sour, a sense of pride inexplicably welled up inside her, as if that dumb brother of hers who had never spoken suddenly grew up one day and called her sister.

Jiang Yuebai sniffed, smiled with excitement, and watched Xie Jingshan turn into a swift wind and charge towards Zhao Benlei.

Not only did Xie Jingshan have the support of the Wind Sword Spirit, he also employed the Carefree Travel method, moving at a speed far surpassing Thunder Benlei’s, so fast it was hard to catch with the naked eye.

Zhao Benlei had not anticipated Xie Jingshan to dodge his killing move using movement techniques. When he felt Xie Jingshan’s overwhelming murderous intent, he didn’t even have time to raise his sword sheath.

Boom!

Green light collided with Zhao Benlei, the fierce wind swept upwards, carrying numerous green wind marks, like countless threads enveloping Zhao Benlei, forming a gigantic green wind cocoon.

The wind roared, blood spewed from the cocoon, accompanied by the harrowing sound of blades slicing through flesh, intermittently.

In the blink of an eye, the green wind cocoon turned the color of blood-red.

Suddenly, four beams of white light shot out from the surrounding protective barrier, crashing into the blood-red wind cocoon in mid-air.

The wind cocoon exploded, and Xie Jingshan fell from mid-air, half-kneeling on the stage, struggling to stand, pressing his violently fluctuating chest, his face pale.

This time he was truly exhausted, no longer pretending.

With only him left on the stage, everyone’s gaze lowered, only to see Zhao Benlei lying bloodied under the stage, unable to climb up, with his body covered in horrific wounds torn open by Sword Qi.

If it wasn’t for the Protective Great Array saving him, he would have been sliced into pieces by Xie Jingshan.

Complete victory!

Even the protective barrier was triggered; Xie Jingshan’s absolute victory!

"Good!"

Jiang Yuebai shouted excitedly, even happier than if she had won herself. She looked at Xie Jingshan on the stage, with his tattered clothes and tired face still bearing marks of blood, with pride.

Lu Nanzhi, Shen Huaxi, Zhuo Qingfeng, and other disciples from the True Martial Immortal Sect all proudly watched Xie Jingshan, cheering him for his splendid victory against a stronger opponent.

Xie Jingshan stood up straight, basking in the rainbow light of Qingyun Realm’s sunset, wiped the blood off his face, touched the back of his head, and chuckled foolishly, intentionally or inadvertently glancing at Jiang Yuebai in the crowd, unable to suppress the excitement and slight smugness in his eyes.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced that his face was covered in blood; otherwise, if someone discovered his blushing, that would be disastrous!

Though his trump cards were exposed, this battle was worthwhile!

Zhuo Qingfeng noticed Xie Jingshan’s glance and traced it toward Jiang Yuebai at the back, momentarily stupefied, then his mouth curled into a bitter smile.

Even though Zhuo Qingfeng knew Jiang Yuebai wouldn’t grow affectionate towards Xie Jingshan in that manner, he still deeply envied their youthful camaraderie.

Unfortunately, he didn’t have such luck as Xie Jingshan, being able to enter Jiang Yuebai’s heart as a child.

"Let’s go, we should leave now."

Zhuo Qingfeng said to Hua Yingshi and the others beside him, and the five from Guiyuan Sword Sect left early.

Shen Huaxi was responsible for the follow-up work, and amidst the sympathetic gazes of the Luofu Sword Sect disciples, he went to heal the unconscious Zhao Benlei.

Jiangg Ling’er squeezed out from the crowd, "Let me help you."

Shen Huaxi looked up at Jiangg Ling’er, and her cheeks flushed when he nodded, immediately bowing her head to focus on the healing.

Shen Huaxi observed Jiangg Ling’er’s expression, his eyes flickered, thinking that some words must be made clear in advance, only now wasn’t the right time.

Pei Shengyue had initially gone to a quiet place to calm down because of an unsatisfying battle, but upon returning, she saw Jiangg Ling’er acting pathetically, and instantly felt angry, glaring at Shen Huaxi, thinking that after the Qingyun Conference she must shoot him.

No, shoot him with thousands of arrows!

"Pesky man!"

Ye Tianlang appeared next to Pei Shengyue at some point, arms crossed, displeasedly glaring at Shen Huaxi and muttering.

Pei Shengyue turned to glare at Ye Tianlang, said tersely, "You’re hardly better; a pesky man yourself. I warn you, stay away from our Ling’er! If you affect her Taoist heart, I’ll castrate you!"

Ye Tianlang: ......

The duel between Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei had ended, leaving only the names of the last four strong contenders in the air amidst the fervent cheers.

Lu Nanzhi, Jiang Yuebai, Xie Jingshan, Pei Shengyue.

Next up, it’s to see who will claim the title of this year’s Qingyun Conference.

Jiang Yuebai was troubled upon seeing the list, fearing she’d face Lu Nanzhi or Xie Jingshan in the next round, but if she went against Pei Shengyue, Lu Nanzhi would have to battle Xie Jingshan.

Both are stubborn mules, neither will yield; should Lu Nanzhi truly beat Xie Jingshan into a pulp, Xie Jingshan would certainly cry.

If he cries, she would have to console him...

Jiang Yuebai irritably scratched her head, annoyed!

If Xie Jingshan gets beaten by Lu Nanzhi and comes crying to her, then she would beat him again until he stops crying!