Chapter 111

This sword light was not too fast, because the foundation of a fast sword is strength and true Qi. In a situation where the gap between these two is not large, it is difficult to make the other party unable to react in time.

Seeing Pei Ye was not planning on a fast sword either.

Master Huang swung his sword down, wanting to deflect Seeing Pei Ye's sword, but as soon as the sword blades touched, the force on Seeing Pei Ye's sword relaxed and shifted, sliding lightly past his sword blade.

The timing was grasped perfectly, without a trace of force lost in the collision. This is the control over the sword after stepping into the first realm of the sword path, "Clumsy."

The sword blade slid past and had already cut towards Master Huang's sword-holding hand.

This change from a stab to a cut was like sliding jade on ice. Master Huang clearly saw his sword touch the opponent's sword blade, but his hand felt no force at all.

And that sword had reached his sword guard in the blink of an eye.

This sword was completely unobstructed. Master Huang's transition was much more sluggish than that, and he could only hurriedly stand his sword to block.

Under one move, his sword was already unable to fight back.

Clearly both were long swords, but Master Huang felt as if he had been forced into a cage, and could only do awkward short-range fighting.

Afterwards, Seeing Pei Ye's moves were tricky and fatal. Master Huang was left struggling, and after two exchanges, his space for maneuvering had been completely stripped away, leaving only a tight line.

In the next move, Seeing Pei Ye retracted his sword slightly, giving him space to make a slight adjustment.

Like a person whose breathing was suppressed suddenly getting a chance to breathe, Master Huang subconsciously grasped this space to reorganize his sword.

However, although this adjustment restored some posture, as soon as the posture opened up, an opening was exposed.

And the latter was clearly fatal.

Seeing Pei Ye's move was like a snake that suddenly sprang up, pointing directly at the heart.

At this time, Master Huang's sword was too late to block.

This was not a tactic Seeing Pei Ye had formulated before the battle, but under the gap in sword skills, every time they exchanged, Master Huang's sword would expose seven or eight flaws in his eyes.

And he only needed to pick one at random to grasp a well-deserved victory.

The sword tip was about to touch Master Huang's chest, and Seeing Pei Ye was about to welcome victory, when a whistling sound suddenly rose from under the sword. The sword in Master Huang's hand, which was originally impossible to catch up, suddenly struck his sword body.

He used his true Qi to control his waist and arms, making a maximum burst.

Seeing Pei Ye immediately responded. The opponent's true Qi burst on the right half of his body, so the flaw on the left was simply exposed brightly before his eyes.

And Seeing Pei Ye also had true Qi, which at this time surged into his right hand. He flipped his wrist to neutralize, and the slanted sword tip had already adjusted back to straight.

The next sword cut straight to Master Huang's left neck.

Master Huang, who was already struggling, had his disadvantage made even more irredeemable after the just-now drinking poison to quench thirst, and he had entered a situation where it was impossible to win.

So he burst his true Qi again.

The sword in his hand lifted up in a wretched posture, and his body was brought near to stumbling by this sword, like a novice being teased by an old master.

But under the blessing of true Qi, this sword was indeed fast enough, and once again bumped Seeing Pei Ye's sword away.

This time, Master Huang's posture could not be called "exposing a big opening"; he was simply a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

There was no need for martial arts or eyesight at all; any ordinary person would know where to stab.

And under such a burst, the fragility of Master Huang's sword was also exposed. After Seeing Pei Ye's sword was deflected, it did not avoid it like last time, but pressed his wrist and knocked back.

With a crisp clash, Master Huang's sword was already out of his hand.

Seeing Pei Ye shook his sword again and pointed straight at his throat.

At this time, there was no sword in his hand, and his posture was about to fall, so there should be no more accidents.

However, Master Huang's last burst of true Qi was on his legs. He fell backward, and then flew along the ground, sweeping out.

Seeing Pei Ye's sword stabbed into empty air again. He immediately pursued. Relying on true Qi to burst and lie flat to fly was clearly not as fast as his two legs. He caught up in three steps and turned to chop down.

And this time, Master Huang, who was lying on the ground, had no way to transition, and had his sword held at his neck by Seeing Pei Ye.

It was already the seventh move.

Seeing Pei Ye solemnly retracted his sword slowly.

He thought to himself that against his self from two years ago, it would be at most three moves.

"Because I am not you from two years ago." Master Huang climbed up and dusted off the dirt on his body, as if he saw what he was thinking.

"Two years ago, we were indeed very close, and you were indeed enough to defeat you at that time in five moves. But you cannot defeat me with the same ease." Master Huang smiled and looked at the young man, "Because I am in the Third Life Realm."

His amount of true Qi was four times that of Seeing Pei Ye, and he also burst three more times than Seeing Pei Ye.

His previous words of "five moves" actually fell right here—he knew Seeing Pei Ye's sword skills were outstanding, and he also believed that he, who was not good at the sword, would be suppressed from the beginning, and then fall into a disadvantage in every move, and finally be defeated without any accident under the rapid accumulation of disadvantages.

But there would never be the ease of defeating the enemy in one move.

"This is exactly what I want to tell you." Master Huang sighed, "You can rely on sword moves and any other external power to cross realms to defeat enemies, as if you really possess such strength—but those are all illusions."

"They can never replace the true realm to become the solid foundation for you to stand on." Master Huang picked up the sword and continued, "Your performance just now has already surprised me. I originally expected it to be about twelve or thirteen moves. To be honest, even if a person in the Fourth Life Realm wants to defeat me, I am afraid it would take that many rounds."

"But are you really stronger than a true Fourth Life Realm? Little Pei?"

Seeing Pei Ye frowned slightly.

"Maybe you can solve a Fourth Life Realm within three moves, but if you change to another Fourth Life Realm, you might have to fight him for dozens or hundreds of rounds. Change to another one, and the one solved in three moves might be you." Master Huang gestured, "Understand? Your upper limit is very high, but strength without the support of a realm is unstable. Never think that because you can fight with the Fourth Life Realm, you are really equivalent to the Fourth Life Realm. Even more, do not put yourself at that level and look down on the realms below just because you once defeated a Seventh Life Realm villain."

"Hmm." Seeing Pei Ye nodded slowly.

Master Huang smiled with satisfaction: "But it's not bad. I really underestimated you just now. Winning three trials should be no problem, and if you work hard, there is a good chance to win the fourth trial!"

"Then what if I want to win seven trials?"

"... Why are you so stubborn? You need seven moves to beat me, what are you going to use to win seven trials? Just pick one from the top four, and it won't even take three moves to solve me."

"I will be able to defeat you in three moves in two days."

"Why, are you going to sneak in in the middle of the night in two days and break my legs?"

"I will be in the Second Life Realm in two days." Seeing Pei Ye said while packing his things.

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"Hmm."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Believe it or not—leaving first, come again tomorrow." Seeing Pei Ye lifted his foot to leave.

"Stop stop stop stop—" Master Huang grabbed him.

Seeing Pei Ye stopped: "I can't explain it to you, anyway, just wait and see in two days."

"It's not about whether you explain or not..." Master Huang pulled Seeing Pei Ye, frowned and looked at the young man's calm face, and was silent for a while, "Really?"

"Really."

"You didn't practice any evil arts, did you?"

"No!" Seeing Pei Ye laughed.

Master Huang frowned and looked at him seriously for a while again: "... I don't understand those powerful martial arts, but the principle is the same: a steamed bun made too quickly is easily undercooked. You... you still need to have a count in your heart."

"Hmm, don't worry." Seeing Pei Ye smiled.

He had already analyzed the reason for the rapid progress of "Bing Lu" before, and the price was also clear—eighteen years of dormancy and the Immortal Lord's targeting.

"Hmm..." Master Huang nodded only then.

"Then leaving."

"Wait wait wait!" Master Huang did not let go, and wrinkled a pair of thick eyebrows, "You haven't let me take a look at the treasure in that box of yours yet."

Thank you to Boss Yingfeng Zhantie for the reward!

(End of chapter)