Chapter 9: He Flees, She Chases, He Cannot Fly Away Even With Wings
Shen Liqian exclaimed, “Absolutely not!”
To help Ming Zhaoshuang find the feeling of breaking through to the Golden Core stage, she had specifically chosen an arena for Golden Core stage cultivators.
But now Ming Zhaoshuang was only at the Foundation Establishment stage; how could she defeat a Golden Core stage cultivator?
Especially now, when Ming Zhaoshuang was dealing with a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator!
And at this moment, Ming Chenxing, who was watching the competition in the arena, also involuntarily stood up.
Why did Eldest Young Lady come!
And she’s even competing with a Golden Core stage cultivator; isn’t this just asking for trouble?
Thinking this, Ming Chenxing’s expression changed, and he hurried towards the referee’s platform.
The entire arena also quieted down due to Ming Zhaoshuang’s actions.
What did they see? A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dared to enter a Golden Core stage arena; was she tired of living?
Ming Zhaoshuang, however, felt that just watching was meaningless; experience comes from actual combat.
Although the original owner had good talent and a good family background, she had also lost many opportunities to compete with her peers because of it. Now that she finally had a chance, how could she let it go?
With that thought, Ming Zhaoshuang gave a comforting smile to Shen Liqian, who was watching anxiously from the stage.
“Founda… Foundation Establishment stage?”
Ming Zhaoshuang’s opponent was a young man around seventeen or eighteen years old. Seeing her cultivation, he seemed stunned for a moment:
“Junior Sister, did you come to the wrong place? The arena for Foundation Establishment cultivators is over there.”
Saying this, the young man pointed with his finger.
I must say, this Junior Sister is unfamiliar. I wonder which Elder recently accepted her as a disciple. She’s quite good-looking; I can’t bear to make a move against her.
Mistaken for a Junior Sister of the Ao Tian Sect, Ming Zhaoshuang did not explain, only saying:
“Draw your sword.”
The young man, however, became a bit anxious:
“Junior Sister, don’t you recognize me? I am Fei Changxiu, the Senior Brother from Xiu Tian Peak! Mid-stage Golden Core! Mid-stage Golden Core! You can’t beat me. You should obediently go down and let your Senior Brother from Ding Tian Peak fight me.”
He repeated “mid-stage Golden Core” twice, fearing that Ming Zhaoshuang might make a rash decision to fight him.
But Ming Zhaoshuang clearly didn’t hear clearly and sneered:
“Fei Changxiu? I’d like to see how ‘Fei Changxiu’ you are.”
Saying this, she directly drew her long sword and thrust it towards Fei Changxiu.
She of course knew Fei Changxiu, as he was the first cannon fodder on the Male Protagonist’s path to grand ambition. He was frivolous and arrogant.
Relying on his unparalleled cultivation within the Ao Tian Sect, he had repeatedly belittled Qin Feilong, and eventually, after the Chief Disciple Assembly a year later, he was personally killed by the Male Protagonist.
Fei Changxiu clearly did not want to fight her. He leaped back two steps to evade Ming Zhaoshuang’s attack and explained:
“I said my name is Fei Changxiu, not that I am ‘very showy.’ I’m not showy at all. Please don’t fight me!”
“Oh,” Ming Zhaoshuang understood and said, “Senior Brother Xiu’er, take this move!”
Fei Changxiu did not want to harm Ming Zhaoshuang, so he could only jump and dodge her attacks, saying as he dodged:
“Junior Sister, you are truly no match for me. I don’t want to bully you.”
But Ming Zhaoshuang simply couldn’t listen and only knew to chase him with her sword.
He flees, she chases, he cannot fly away even with wings.
This maneuver left the spectators stunned.
Shen Liqian chuckled and finally felt at ease.
Even Ming Chenxing, who had rushed over to find the referee, eventually stopped to watch this farce.
He remembered that Fei Changxiu, as the Senior Brother of Xiu Tian Peak, was a highly sought-after star in the arena, already showing signs of becoming the Ao Tian Sect’s Chief Senior Disciple.
After running for about half an hour, Ming Zhaoshuang felt her spiritual power was insufficient, but there was something blocking her, preventing her from obtaining new spiritual power.
It felt terrible. She panted slightly and, seeing Fei Changxiu looking relaxed with a slightly soiled hem of his skirt, she couldn’t suppress her anger any longer. She gathered all her remaining spiritual energy and fiercely slashed at him!
The sword qi condensed into a blinding white light, heading towards Fei Changxiu, leaving frost in its wake.
With this sword strike, everyone present changed their expressions.
Is this truly the strength of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator?
Although all the cultivators present were at the Golden Core stage, they had to admit that this Junior Sister, who was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, seemed to have some real skill.
Even Fei Changxiu couldn’t help but widen his eyes slightly. His long sword was finally unsheathed, and he blocked this attack.
Her strike, using all her spiritual power, only made Fei Changxiu draw his sword.
Ming Zhaoshuang’s defense was broken.
The consequence of her defense being broken was that she continued to chase Fei Changxiu, continued to run, and continued to hack.
Until a force, found from somewhere unknown, gathered fiercely, and actually broke through the bottleneck that had been bothering her.
With this breakthrough, the spiritual energy in her dantian became chaotic and turbulent, surging continuously from all over her body.
Ming Zhaoshuang instantly felt refreshed. She gathered her focus again and fiercely slashed her sword move towards Fei Changxiu.
Fei Changxiu was surprised that she still had spiritual energy to use, but he reacted extremely quickly and blocked Ming Zhaoshuang’s sword move again with his long sword.
He blocked it with extreme ease.
Ming Zhaoshuang grew more courageous as she fought, raising her sword, then lowering it.
Blocked again, slashed again!
Each move consumed all the spiritual energy in her dantian. As long as there was spiritual energy in her dantian, she would not falter!
Even though Fei Changxiu easily blocked her sword moves, she wielded her sword tirelessly, like a machine.
Ming Zhaoshuang could feel that she was on the verge of breaking through. Just one more sword strike!
Fei Changxiu’s expression also changed from his initial nonchalance to seriousness. He even began to proactively attack Ming Zhaoshuang.
And to everyone’s surprise, Ming Zhaoshuang was able to block Fei Changxiu’s attack.
Although the situation was still one-sided, everyone felt as if they dared not breathe, their gazes fixed on the two on stage.
“Alright, alright, Junior Sister, I’ll play with you until here.”
Fei Changxiu smirked, and the edge of his sword cut across the ground, stirring up gusts of wind.
These winds gathered and dispersed, sweeping up the dust on the ground and engulfing Ming Zhaoshuang. Within this dust, Ming Zhaoshuang could not see anything. Even if she cut through it with her sword, it would immediately pile up again as the wind rose.
This is a wind element spell?
Just as Ming Zhaoshuang was thinking this, she suddenly felt a cool breeze coming from her forehead!
Until Fei Changxiu thrust his sword forward, its edge as bright as snow.
Ming Zhaoshuang had no time to defend. She could only widen her eyes and watch blankly as the sword edge got closer and closer to her…
Finally, when Fei Changxiu’s sword edge was only two or three centimeters away from her, he stopped his sword.
He said helplessly, “Junior Sister, let’s stop here.”
Ming Zhaoshuang’s face was pale, her clothes torn by the long sword, and she was panting miserably.
But she seemed exceptionally happy, a smile blooming on her lips, her eyes curved, and she said:
“Yes, I concede. Thank you for the guidance.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Ming Zhaoshuang tilted her head back and collapsed.
