Chapter 38 (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Thousands of people were stunned. No one expected that the first to be wounded would be Northern Sword Valiant.

Could it be Sword God Zhou was genuinely powerful?

“You c**t, you dare to stab me in the back?! You are going to die for this!”

Northern Sword Valiant became furious and shouted in a deep voice. He alerted those who were observing the fight to something they had yet to realize.

Yeah!

It’s just a backstab!

Northern Sword Valiant raised his sword and charged toward Zhou Xuanji. This time, he was serious.

Zhou Xuanji held the Hell King Sword in one hand and the Windcutter Sword in the other. Facing Northern Sword Valiant, he did not back up but moved forward.

Zhou Xuanji was not reckless when facing a powerful cultivator at the Enlightening Stage.

He activated White Crane Sword Will in his right hand and Fiery Sword Will in his left.

With both sword wills enveloping his body, the Qi of his whole body became turbulent.

At the same time, in front of the window of the inn far away, the man in purple opened his eyes wide and gasped.

Xiao Chengfeng and Ms. Zhishui were stunned too.

Northern Sword Valiant was shocked by his opponent’s dual sword wills and instinctively stepped backward.

He had also realized sword wills and was extremely sensitive to sword wills.

“Simultaneously using two sword wills?”

“How is that possible? Even the Sword Monarch of Great Zhou and the Sword Noble can not do it!”

Northern Sword Valiant was bewildered. He immediately activated his sword will. His entire look changed in a single moment, and powerful gusts were generated that surrounded his body.

Zhou Xuanji charged to Northern Sword Valiant’s back with the Eight-Step Sword Lunge and slashed at him with both swords.

His attack speed surpassed that of the Foundation Building Stage. The eyes of most observers at the battle could not even keep up with his speed.

Clang! Clang! Ding! Clang…

Zhou Xuanji’s swords were like the wind, but his opponent’s sword was also extremely swift. The three blades clashed with each other at high speed, the shadows of the swords dancing as cold light reflected from the swords.

Both of them traded blow after blow, but neither gained the advantage.

Half of Zhou Xuanji’s body was enveloped with flames. His body was like a white crane, agile and swift.

Northern Sword Valiant’s sword swings were strong and heavy. The sword in his hand seemed to be enveloped in a layer of red light. A strong gust was generated in a radius of a hundred yards, which surrounded the two of them.

The thousand observers’ jaws dropped, and their eyes opened wide.

Sword God Zhou was on par with Northern Sword Valiant!

The entire place was silent, one could hear a pin drop!

Little Jiang Xue was in front of the window in her guestroom, observing the battle anxiously. Her hands cupped before her chest and chanted in her mouth, “Xuanji… you will surely win… surely you will win…”

In another inn.

The man in purple rubbed his chin and muttered, “This child has a rare talent in the Way of the Sword. I can use him.”

Old Qing stared at the child warrior and nodded, “Executing two sword wills simultaneously. He’s really something.”

On the other side, Xiao Chengfeng clenched his fists and locked his sight on the child dual-wielding, as though he saw something unfathomable.

The handsome young man’s jaw dropped. His face was full of bewilderment.

Only the sound of blades clashing resounded in the whole place.

A rooster-like voice suddenly shouted, “Mighty is Sword God Zhou! Defeat him!”

The owner of the voice was naturally Zhang Ruyu!

His voice broke because of how excited he was.

Zhou Xuanji sensed that Northern Sword Valiant was gradually getting familiarized with his dual sword wills and thought that things were going bad.

This was different from his spar with Xiao Jinghong. Northern Sword Valiant was using his cultivation, which made up for his use of only one sword will.

“Seems like I need to finish this quick!” he decided in his heart. He moved to Northern Sword Valiant’s back again with the Eight-Step Sword Lunge.

Northern Sword Valiant laughed with disdain and slashed toward him, but he missed.

Zhou Xuanji was ten yards away from him and did not attack.

“Why? Are you afraid?”

Northern Sword Valiant asked mockingly. As he spoke, he shook his right hand, and his sword smashed the ground beside his foot, leaving a small hole.

Zhou Xuanji kept his Windcutter Sword in the Supreme Storage and toggled his sword wills off, saying, “I’ve played enough. Next, I’m going to defeat you with one strike.”

With such bold words, he caused a huge uproar.

One strike?

This reminded the people of stories about Sword God Zhou, that he always slew his enemies with one slash.

If this was before the fight, they might have thought that Sword God Zhou was bluffing. But now that they had witnessed the battle between the two, they began to believe that Sword God Zhou was genuinely powerful.

Northern Sword Valiant was a little stunned and then laughed loudly, as though he had heard the most humorous joke in the whole world.