Yi Li was also shocked. Ling Chuxi's sword might not seem as strong or as fast to outsiders, but the wielder was extremely clever. Only Yi Li, the one engaged in battle knew how terrifying it was. She could tell how terrifying it was, the sword that was aimed at her.
When the two silver snakes were about to bite Ling Chuxi, Yi Li helplessly let go of her finger and the two silver snakes immediately merged into one. The two-headed sword turned back into the sword it once was as it fell to the ground.
But Ling Chuxi did not stop there. She suddenly leapt forward like an arrow that had left the bowstring.
Yi Li's expression changed. There was no way for her to avoid the oncoming attack at such a short distance. She felt her body shake and realized that Ling Chuxi's palm had already landed on her shoulder before she flew out heavily.
The entire courtyard fell silent.
Even Gongxi and the others were shocked by how Ling Chuxi's sword moved. It was so simple and plain, yet as perfect as if it was conducted by God. It was unbelievable. Obviously, this was not just about the sword move itself. It was more about Ling Chuxi's understanding of her martial path's artistic conception. When one was already in a martial realm, the cultivation of True Qi was something that can easily be achieved through hard training, and thus is secondary. What distinguishes between two people at the same stage is their artistic conception of Martial Path. Without the corresponding artistic conception of Martial Path, one's future achievements would always be limited.
Although Ling Chuxi was at the realm of True Essence Pinnacle Stage as well, her martial path's artistic conception of the sword was at least one realm higher than others'. It was hard to imagine how terrifying her strength would be once she advanced to the realm of Heaven Essence.
Lan Xinyu was also stunned. Yi Li's suffering did not bring her any joy. Instead, Lan Xinyu felt even more depressed. She had thought that advancing to the realm of True Essence had lessened the gap between her and Ling Chuxi. But what she had just witnessed only confirmed that their gap had grown bigger instead. She was slapped away by that colourful girl, and that colourful girl was slapped away by Ling Chuxi. If she were to face Ling Chuxi directly, what kind of ending would it be?
When she recalled what she had to go through since she met Ling Chuxi, Lan Xinyu realized that she had been quite lucky. At least she had a chance to fight back all those times. But she could no longer have the privilege of enjoying losing to Ling Chuxi. Now, she would just be sent flying with a slap.
Yi Li had just landed on the ground when the Luo Chen Sword was already at her throat.
Never in her dreams did Yi Li expect Ling Chuxi's actual combat ability to be so terrifying. Even if she used the Demon Spirit Sword, she was still not Ling Chuxi's match. When she felt the cold tip of Ling Chuxi's sword against her neck, Yi Li's heart fell. She had underestimated her opponent. She thought that with her level of strength and Beast Weapon Secret Technique, she could at least escape if she wasn't able to beat her opponent. Who knew that she would end up like this.
"Kill me," said Yi Li stubbornly as she looked up at Ling Chuxi.
"Why should I kill you?" asked Ling Chuxi slowly as she pulled back her sword.
Yi Li looked at Ling Chuxi in surprise, stunned. She was already prepared to die and did not expect Ling Chuxi to let her go so easily.
"Let me repeat myself. I don't know your master, and I didn't kill him. As for this bracelet, I really did pick it up from the ground. Someone tried to assassinate me but failed and self-destructed, leaving this bracelet behind. Every word I speak is true, whether you choose to believe me or not." Ling Chuxi added without hesitation. "Of course, I won't return this bracelet to you. Anything I pick up now belongs to me."
Yi Li was also shocked. Ling Chuxi's sword might not seem as strong or as fast to outsiders, but the wielder was extremely clever. Only Yi Li, the one engaged in battle knew how terrifying it was. She could tell how terrifying it was, the sword that was aimed at her.
When the two silver snakes were about to bite Ling Chuxi, Yi Li helplessly let go of her finger and the two silver snakes immediately merged into one. The two-headed sword turned back into the sword it once was as it fell to the ground.
But Ling Chuxi did not stop there. She suddenly leapt forward like an arrow that had left the bowstring.
Yi Li's expression changed. There was no way for her to avoid the oncoming attack at such a short distance. She felt her body shake and realized that Ling Chuxi's palm had already landed on her shoulder before she flew out heavily.
The entire courtyard fell silent.
Even Gongxi and the others were shocked by how Ling Chuxi's sword moved. It was so simple and plain, yet as perfect as if it was conducted by God. It was unbelievable. Obviously, this was not just about the sword move itself. It was more about Ling Chuxi's understanding of her martial path's artistic conception. When one was already in a martial realm, the cultivation of True Qi was something that can easily be achieved through hard training, and thus is secondary. What distinguishes between two people at the same stage is their artistic conception of Martial Path. Without the corresponding artistic conception of Martial Path, one's future achievements would always be limited.
Although Ling Chuxi was at the realm of True Essence Pinnacle Stage as well, her martial path's artistic conception of the sword was at least one realm higher than others'. It was hard to imagine how terrifying her strength would be once she advanced to the realm of Heaven Essence.
Lan Xinyu was also stunned. Yi Li's suffering did not bring her any joy. Instead, Lan Xinyu felt even more depressed. She had thought that advancing to the realm of True Essence had lessened the gap between her and Ling Chuxi. But what she had just witnessed only confirmed that their gap had grown bigger instead. She was slapped away by that colourful girl, and that colourful girl was slapped away by Ling Chuxi. If she were to face Ling Chuxi directly, what kind of ending would it be?
When she recalled what she had to go through since she met Ling Chuxi, Lan Xinyu realized that she had been quite lucky. At least she had a chance to fight back all those times. But she could no longer have the privilege of enjoying losing to Ling Chuxi. Now, she would just be sent flying with a slap.
Yi Li had just landed on the ground when the Luo Chen Sword was already at her throat.
Never in her dreams did Yi Li expect Ling Chuxi's actual combat ability to be so terrifying. Even if she used the Demon Spirit Sword, she was still not Ling Chuxi's match. When she felt the cold tip of Ling Chuxi's sword against her neck, Yi Li's heart fell. She had underestimated her opponent. She thought that with her level of strength and Beast Weapon Secret Technique, she could at least escape if she wasn't able to beat her opponent. Who knew that she would end up like this.
"Kill me," said Yi Li stubbornly as she looked up at Ling Chuxi.
"Why should I kill you?" asked Ling Chuxi slowly as she pulled back her sword.
Yi Li looked at Ling Chuxi in surprise, stunned. She was already prepared to die and did not expect Ling Chuxi to let her go so easily.
"Let me repeat myself. I don't know your master, and I didn't kill him. As for this bracelet, I really did pick it up from the ground. Someone tried to assassinate me but failed and self-destructed, leaving this bracelet behind. Every word I speak is true, whether you choose to believe me or not." Ling Chuxi added without hesitation. "Of course, I won't return this bracelet to you. Anything I pick up now belongs to me."
