Chapter 216: Confession (1/2)

Chapter 216: Confession

Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations

Fang Zhengzhi's eyes lit up once again.

On the other hand, Ying Shan's face was a deathly shade of white. He could naturally feel the powerful and continuous energy coming from within Fang Zhengzhi's body, clashing together with his force over and over again.

However, he couldn't understand why would a person of the Heavenly Reflection State possess such vast and endless power?

Genius...

Even if he was a genius, how could such an unconventional thing happen?

Ying Shan was filled with immense shock.

What caused him even more shock was that an immense power began to press towards him. That was naturally Fang Zhengzhi's power. Because, he held the blade of the sword in his hands.

The boundless power crashed down upon him like the sea.

Ying Shan's hand that grasped the sword actually became somewhat unstable.

”Boom!”

The sword and the palm separated.

The rock on the ground turned into powder, as if it had been struck by a waterfall that descended from the sky. A deep crater appeared. Within the deep crater, there were even countless sword marks etched clearly within.

Ying Shan's body was forced back exactly five steps before he managed to stand still.

On the other hand, Fang Zhengzhi stood on the spot holding the sword in his hand.

He didn't take a single step back.

This scene, without a doubt, caused everybody to fill with shock.

From the moment Fang Zhengzhi attacked, to the moment Ying Shan retreated, the amount of time that passed seemed very long. However, in reality, the amount of time that passed between the connection of the sword and the palm to their separation was only the blink of an eye.

”Ying Shan… was forced to retreat?!”

”How is this possible?!”

”A person of the Heavenly Reflection State had actually forced a person of the Supernatural Intermediate State to retreat?”

Everybody stared at Fang Zhengzhi, their faces filled with shock.

Even Yan Xiu, despite his unwavering trust for Fang Zhengzhi, was still in somewhat of a disbelief. He trusted Fang Zhengzhi, however, that didn't mean that he believed Fang Zhengzhi could win.

But now…

Fang Zhengzhi had won. He forced Ying Shan to retreat within one move, while standing still without moving.

Nangong Mu's eyes flashed with light. His calm expression was shattered. He had pinned all his hopes upon Fang Zhengzhi. However, that hope was due to intelligence.

It wasn't due to power.

However, Fang Zhengzhi had once again gained the advantage in a battle of power. How could he not be shocked?

Xing Qingsui held the sword in his hand, his body already completely stained with blood. However, he didn't even notice it one bit. Instead, what he was more concerned about was, how could Fang Zhengzhi win in one move?

Ping Yang's tiny mouth opened slightly. She had already collapsed from exhaustion, however, she wasn't yet unconscious.

After experiencing Ying Shan's power personally, she evidently knew how much power Ying Shan's fully-powered palm strike contained. Despite wearing the Red Flame Flower Armour, she was still unable to defend against it.

Yet, Fang Zhengzhi was actually able to force Ying Shan to retreat?

”How did he…” Ping Yang wanted to ask, how did he do it, why could he do it. However, when the words reached her mouth, she didn't speak.

For some unknown reason, after experiencing the Broken Bridge, the Twin Stone Tablets and the stone house, she always had this feeling in her heart. As long as Fang Zhengzhi wanted to do something, he seemed to definitely be able to achieve it.

There wasn't a reason.

It seemed very unreasonable. However, Fang Zhengzhi was such an unreasonable person.

Fang Zhengzhi held the sword in his hand.

Naturally, he knew why. If it was a battle of enlightenment states, Ying Shan definitely overpowered him. However, if it was a battle of strength, he didn't believe that he would lose to Ying Shan.

This was a sense of confidence that came from within his bones.

Unfortunately…

This sense of confidence met with a problem.

He certainly didn't intend to stop. After winning a move, he should leverage on his advantage to give chase. However, he couldn't do so. Because, a tiny problem appeared with the sword in his hand.

It broke.

”Crack!”

In an instant, the golden sword, from the sword hilt to the blade of the sword, was filled with web-like cracks. Then, piece by piece, fell to the ground.

The sword…

Was it real?

This question appeared in Fang Zhengzhi's mind again.

He had no way of ascertaining whether this sword was real. Then, why would his sword appear here? And what was the power contained in the sword all about?

If this sword was real.

Why would it break? Or, it could be said, from the start to the end, this had always been a broken sword?

Fang Zhengzhi looked at the broken sword in his hand and began to think.

On the other hand, when the examinees behind him saw the sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand break...

They didn't think this way.

They didn't consider whether this sword was real or fake. What they were more concerned about was, what to do with a broken sword?

This feeling was very hard to describe. It was as if the hope that had just started burning within them was suddenly extinguished by a pail of cold water. Their hearts were filled with a chilling sense of coldness from their heads to their toes.

Ying Shan's thoughts were the complete opposite of the examinees.

The sense of coldness in his heart began to burn with hope once again after seeing the sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand break.

”How can one fight… with a broken sword?” Ying Shan looked at Fang Zhengzhi.

Everybody else looked at Fang Zhengzhi as well.

Then, gritting their teeth, they held out the swords in their hands.

One following another, swords appeared in front of Fang Zhengzhi. Within them, there was a completely black sword. That was Xing Qingsui's Black Meteor Sword.

”My sword can hold a fight!” Xing Qingsui's tone seemed somewhat weak. However, his expression was very determined. For a sword user, the sword was his life.

Xing Qingsui offered his sword to Fang Zhengzhi. This was equivalent to offering his life to Fang Zhengzhi.