NOVEL NEXT Chapter 21: Chapter 19: The Unfairness of Real xx!
Meng Yu had of course heard of the fame of this sword technique and appropriately showed his shock.
"Wow, the Radiant Sword of the Great Sun Tathagata, that's the famous unique skill of the Thousand Mountain Sect. Unlike me, I only learned the Fire Crow Sword Technique from the Fire-type sword techniques."
"The Fire Crow Sword Technique is also good. Paired with the White Crane Swordsmanship, wind and fire complement each other, and their power is more than just the sum of their parts."
Rong Mingda certainly knew of the Fire Crow Sword Technique; it was the introductory swordsmanship from the Golden Crow Observatory, an ancient method of Sword Sacrifice, not suitable for sword fighting, merely a method of communicating with the Fire Element. How could it compare to his own Radiant Sword of the Great Sun Tathagata?
This person is really pitiable, to have fallen to the point of practising such swordsmanship.
Right, he was even wearing prison clothes, clearly not a good person at a glance.
"Alright, you are an interesting person, but that's enough chat, let's start the fight."
After all, he was just a high school student. Although arrogant, he found himself liking this person during the conversation. But when it was time to attack, of course, he had to attack!
With a flick of his long sword, a wall of fire surged forth, followed by the activation of two Spirit Talismans, producing two more walls of flame in its wake.
Being at the high stage of Qi Cultivation, his long sword was of superior quality, and so were his Spirit Talismans. The surging flames were intense enough to make someone at the Foundation Establishment stage retreat. Although each Spirit Talisman cost him millions—the talismans in the competition were virtual, but the ones used by participants had to be drawn by themselves, costing a hundred thousand each in the market—he had wasted the materials of more than thirty.
But it was worth it, for he could win.
His Radiant Sword of the Great Sun Tathagata would make the flames even more ferocious, turning this place into his home field.
The young man in front of him, clad in prison clothes, was like a Red Leaf Wooden Sword with a value of 9,999. What did he have to compete with?
Even if his swordsmanship were superior, his weapon was trash!
But in the next moment, his eyes widened incredibly.
He saw the wind, he heard the wind!
For a master in the Qi Cultivation Stage, which is the innate stage of martial training, it was normal to have Sword Gang and Sword Qi on the sword. But now, what he saw was a mass of wind on Meng Yu's sword!
Encircling, whistling, and flowing wind!
What does every swordsman dream of?
To control elements with the sword, to wield weapons with spirit, to achieve miracles with mere thought?
The flames parted in front of the wooden sword, and the man approached him like the wind itself, with the three walls of flames opening up like waves, one after another.
His True Qi was inferior to his, his equipment inferior to his, his swordsmanship inferior to his, but he tread upon the flames, breaking through everything, and then he smelled the scent of the wind.
It was a gentle, peaceful scent, that kept flowing—a greeting from Meng Yu.
One sword!
His all-out use of the Radiant Sword of the Great Sun Tathagata, but the opponent's wind brushed against his neck, circling and sweeping around.
White Crane Spreads Its Wings, a sword beheading!
...
Rong Mingda's father, mother, and many relatives and friends were all watching the child's competition, until, with one sword from Meng Yu, he took his life!
"This is cheating!"
Rong Mingda's mother shouted loudly, accepting her child's loss because the opponent's swordsmanship was too excellent, but it couldn't be that not even the Protective Armor could stop it, that was impossible.
"It is not cheating,"
sighed Rong Mingda's father, as he watched the replay.
At the neck, although there was protective material, the child's Sword Qi was so sharp...
A person can block a punch, but could never block an awl!
"Losing is to be expected. This boy, he used Sword Intent, he has comprehended the complete Sword Intent!"
Rong Mingda's father sighed once, and then sighed again.
Such a formidable master indeed!
He began to look into this young man's background, and on finding out, he was incredibly shocked.
At the same time, countless people watching the live broadcast started to search for Meng Yu's information, and then everyone discovered that this man in prisoner's garb with a shaved head had actually done such amazing things?
…
"Sword Intent, Sword Intent, why... why have you mastered Sword Intent?"
Three hours later, the next opponent shouted loudly.
The opponent was helpless, had been full of confidence, thought they had grasped Meng Yu's weakness, and believed they had a chance.
Well, this is the advantage of good schools and wealthy people. The coaches will summarize the strengths and weaknesses of seed players, then make the competing students memorize them. The data on dark horse contestants will also be quickly summarized, and big data analysis may predict your next opponent (including those eliminated or those who have requested rest), and if there is no information, tactics will be formulated on the spot, or even the coach will directly spar with you.
The opponent already knew about Meng Yu, with various countermeasures at hand.
Meng Yu had none of this.
But what does it matter?
"Slash!"
What nobody knew was that Meng Yu had actually been deliberately suppressing his combat strength, but now, there was no need to hold back any longer.
As the wind blew, Meng Yu struck with a single sword move.
The opponent wore Spirit Armor, had Alchemical Elixirs to replenish True Qi, and even had a very good gold-series longsword. All these compensated for his combat deficiencies, such as Meng Yu's Wooden Sword being unable to collide with his longsword, the need to avoid armor at the chest and other areas when attacking. But when the penetrating winds began to move, when Meng Yu controlled the rhythm, what would all that matter?
The wind came from all directions, sensing his every weakness!
On the tenth move, the opponent's footsteps became disordered, by the fifteenth move, his longsword even collided with his shield, on the twentieth move, his vital parts had been struck by three swords, and by the twenty-fifth move, the opponent who had been hit five times at the heart area finally fell to the ground!
All his strengths were far superior to Meng Yu's, yet he was utterly defeated.
It's really fucking unfair!
He cursed so,
A youth who had understood Sword Intent would at least be a seed candidate for Foundation Establishment, but he also knew his loss was not unjust.
Whether in Cultivation or Martial Training at the Immortal Sect, it's all a pursuit of the Great Way, and whether it's a Golden Core or Nascent Soul, one must understand their own spirituality and way. Not to mention Divinity Transformation, one must seek one of the three thousand great ways to accomplish it. The young man before him had his own Sword Intent, which meant he had his path. He had resonated with the way of the wind!
How could he possibly defeat him?
It's just so unfair.
It's truly unfair!
However, Meng Yu also felt that he should propose to the organizing committee that in addition to the rules requiring Spirit Talismans to be drawn and Puppet Treasures to be self-made, Spirit Armor and Alchemical Elixirs should also be self-made. Otherwise, the competition is really fucking unfair!
He had to avoid the opponent's chest armor, be cautious of the opponent's Spirit Talismans, and also be wary of the opponent's weapons, to the point that the opponent could even consume elixirs while competing!
Although this unfairness was intentional,
Kids, the Immortal Sect can only protect you up to this point. Now you're entering the era of desperate struggles.
Now, the opponents are only using weapons of the same level as you. In the future, you won't even see their shadow!
Then, it's on to the next match.
In the virtual world, you can score points through effective attacks again and again, you can even fight to the death and survive, but even if you win the points, let me tell you, in real life, if you're poor, you're done!
You will die!