Chapter 412: The Decline

"Heaven-Slaying!" Bai Xue shouted, her gaze sharp and resolute.

The longsword in her hand thrust out, its gleaming edge howling as it flew straight for You Qingtian.

This time, she took the initiative, hoping to defeat You Qingtian in a single strike.

However, You Qingtian was not defeated. On the contrary, he and Bai Xue were locked in a fierce back-and-forth.

They fought like this for over half an hour.

During this time, both had consumed a great deal of energy, and their stamina was gradually nearing exhaustion.

"Why does she keep using the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique? She should just use the Celestial Sword Technique," Chu Feng said, a little anxiously.

Chu Feng had only learned afterward that Bai Xue had actually studied the Celestial Sword Technique long ago, but had always kept it a secret.

"Is... is she going to lose? It looks like Senior Sister Bai Xue has been at a disadvantage this whole time," Su Miaoke said nervously.

"Don't worry," Chu Feng said. "She's used up a lot of energy, it's true, but she still hasn't unleashed the Celestial Sword Technique. That Sword Skill is best used for a sneak attack when your opponent least expects it."

Chu Feng remained perfectly calm. 'If worse comes to worst, I can just use my Divine Soul to help her out. It's not a difficult thing for me to do.'

'It would be cheating, of course, but to win those Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones, I couldn't care less.'

'As long as we win, anything goes.'

'Of course, I can't say something like that out loud. It would just cause trouble. It has to be done secretly.'

"Miss Bai Xue, you should just admit defeat. You're no match for me," You Qingtian said. His stamina was still relatively high.

But Bai Xue's stamina was heavily drained, and she was starting to pant heavily.

Even so, Bai Xue said nothing. It wasn't the final moment, and she refused to admit defeat.

"Are you happy now?" Bai Han said from the side. "Losing the Heaven-Slaying Sword is bad enough, but now you've thrown in a pile of Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones on top of it."

"Senior Sister Bai Han, Bai Xue is your junior sister, for crying out loud! You have to have some faith in her!" Chu Feng said. "Besides, it's not the final moment. How can you be so sure she doesn't have an ace up her sleeve? What if she does?"

"Do you think you know her better than I do?" Bai Han retorted. "The Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique *is* her final trump card. Don't tell me you're actually expecting her to use the Celestial Sword Technique? Get real. You think her opponent wouldn't know about that?"

"Say what you will, but I believe Senior Sister Bai Xue can win this," Chu Feng said. "The answer will be revealed at the very end. It's too early to call it now."

Bai Han was left completely speechless. She had no desire to argue with Chu Feng any further.

Even a fool could see the disparity in the fight between Bai Xue and You Qingtian.

"Honey... It really looks like Senior Sister Bai Xue can't beat You Qingtian," Su Miaoke said, her voice tight with nervousness as she watched the fight. "Look, she's completely on the defensive. Her chances of winning are slim, aren't they?"

"You don't get it. This is called waiting for an opportunity," Chu Feng said with brimming confidence. "All she has to do is seize the right moment, and she can win with a single, decisive blow!"

"Ah? Really?" Su Miaoke sounded skeptical, but she didn't press the matter.

"Hahaha! Chu Feng, you're finished this time! Get ready to lose the shirt off your back!" At that moment, Xue Wujian caught sight of the duel and began to laugh, gloating with immense satisfaction.

Seeing this, he felt a great deal of his pent-up anger dissipate, replaced by sheer delight.

"Tch, the match isn't over. What's there to be so smug about?" Chu Feng retorted. "Why don't we raise the stakes? The loser has to run three laps naked around this Big Snow Plateau. How about it? We'll have everyone here as witnesses. If the loser dares to back out on their promise, everyone can jump them together!"

"You bastard!" Xue Wujian's face changed drastically upon hearing this.

"'Bastard' what? If you don't have the guts, then get lost and stop being an eyesore. What the hell are you, anyway? A piece of trash like you dares to call himself a Martial Arts Venerable? What a complete disgrace. Don't you have any damn clue about your own capabilities?"

"A loser who couldn't even take one of my sword strikes has the gall to act so arrogant here? If we were ranking people by strength, you should be calling me 'Senior.' I'm telling you, old man, you'd better start praying. The moment this Martial Arts Grand Ceremony is over, you're the first one I'll cut down. And your bullshit Snow Sword Sect? You might as well just rename it the Bastard Sect!"

Chu Feng launched into a full-blown tirade, giving Xue Wujian a merciless tongue-lashing. His verbal jabs were incredible, the stream of insults flowing from his mouth without a single pause.

Hearing this, the crowd was no longer as shocked as they had been at first.

Everyone now knew what kind of person Chu Feng was, and nobody dared to get on his bad side.

Instead, they were all eager to see how Xue Wujian would react.

"Third Brother, don't waste your breath arguing with a loser. This kid is guaranteed to lose," Xue Fengjian said, pulling back the furious Xue Wujian.

The stakes this time were extraordinarily high. Many Cultivators knew of the wager, including even those at the Martial Arts Peak Realm.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword alone was of such terrifying value that people would flock to it and slaughter each other to possess it.

And that wasn't even mentioning the one hundred and forty Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones—a truly staggering, unbelievable fortune!