Chapter 123 (1/2)

Each Sword Qi contained strong energy, and one would die if he’s not careful. Facing the overwhelming Sword Qi, He Xunke stayed calm and kept smiling. He suddenly tilted forward and rushed forth like a meteor.

The crowd was greatly puzzled. Instead of avoiding, he was trying to block head-on. Was this not suicide?

However, it was not as they expected. Although the Sword Qi was sharp, they went sideways when they were one inch close to He Xunke. The crowd sighed at this amazing technique which could deviate Sword Qi.

Shen Nianxue also did not expect this, and it was too late for her to take back the sword. He Xunke pointed at her waist with his fan. Her body trembled as if being hit by a bolt of lightning, and she lost balance and fell to the ground.

But she did not fall down. He Xunke quickly held her waist as her face flushed. The female disciples of the Thousand Feathers Sect had always been clean and untainted. How could she be held by a man in front of so many people? She was afraid that she might not be able to enter the Inner Gate to learn advanced cultivation method again.

Thinking of this, she became mad and spiteful as she thrust her sword to his throat. He moved backward for meters to block the incoming Sword Qi. Shen Nianxue then madly launched a series of attacks, so her moves revealed many weak points which weakened her defense. Under the stage, Xiaoyue still looked deadpan and said coldly, “All things leave behind them the obscurity (out of which they have come), and go forward to embrace the brightness (into which they have emerged), while they are harmonized by the breath of vacancy.”

Shen Nianxue was just humiliated, and now she had lost a common heart. She ignored Xiaoyue’s words and attacked ruthlessly. Each of her moves was aimed to kill. But He Xunke kept calm and broke numerous Sword Qi. He then pointed at her waist as she felt numb on her wrist and cannot hold the sword. The sword flew away.

As a result, she became even angrier and punched out with both hands. The overwhelming palm strength immediately brought about a storm which made people close to the stage feel suffocated. He Xunke smiled gently and turned into an illusion. He immediately appeared in front of her and pointed at her shoulder. Shen Nianxue felt her arms numb and cannot channel palm strength.

She was furious and was about to fight again with qi strength. He Xunke flicked his fingers and sent out a stroke of air dashing toward her lower abdomen. Shen Nianxue snorted softly which sounded extremely seductive and made people think about those things. She felt both ashamed and furious. She wanted to attack again and found her body numb after taking two steps. She did not know what kind of secret skill made her unable to stand still.

He Xunke moved forth and held her in his arms again. His lips almost touched her face, and he said gently, “Junior Sister Shen, don’t run your cultivation skill by force, or you will be hurt.” He smiled and said, “What are you cultivating for? You are so pretty, should we become two love birds and fly away together?”

Shen Nianxue felt both angry and ashamed, but she had no strength at the moment and could only watch him do this to her. She wanted to die.

Many young disciples under the stage cursed. An Outer Gate disciple of the Thousand Feathers Sect could not stand this any longer. He flew to the stage and thrust his sword at He Xunke’s back.

A cold light glimmered at the tip of the sword. This attack was aimed to cool his heart. However, He Xunke suddenly punched backward with a golden light covering his fist. The fist turned into a 3-meter-long golden light and hit the long sword of that male disciple. The sword was shattered into countless pieces, and the male disciple was sent flying backward with his mouth spurting blood.

The crowd did not expect that He Xunke could wield such an explosive strength which was no weaker than that monster’s. They were shocked that the pure strength of martial artists was way stronger than that of cultivators.

Some young disciples saw that he was still holding the junior sister of the Thousand Feathers Sect and flew to the stage one after another. He Xunke laughed and pushed Shen Nianxue away. He punched at the young man who flew up first as his fists burst out a dazzling light with the power of wind and thunder. “Rumble!” The young man was sent flying backward for 30 meters with blood bleeding from ears and nose.

The rest did not dare to move forward. He Xunke laughed to the sky. A dazzling golden light covered his body as if he was the god of war descended from heaven. He laughed and said, “You so-called Immortal’s Practice. Are you just a bunch of losers? Hahaha…”

Many disciples were furious and kept cursing, yet they dared not to move forward. Indeed, they were no match for this martial artist under the same level.

Xiao Chen shook his head and sighed in his heart. The Immortal’s Practice indeed declined, along with cultivation method and the heart of Daoism. Thousands of years ago, the cultivators created numerous legends; now, there’s no way back to the peak.

Shen Nianxue was extremely pale. She picked up her sword, walked to Xiaoyue, and said gently, “Senior sister, I’m sorry…”

Xiaoyue did not look at her and said simply, “From now on, you don’t need to go back to the Thousand Feathers Sect.”