I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

Chapter 339: Chapter 340: Xingtian Sword Technique
Translator: 549690339

“Heh, Lady Huann’er really has unique tastes, bringing such a treasure here. City Lord Yang, you’d better not intervene in the match later.”

With a laugh, Cai Kun’s eyes brimmed with a sinister coldness. Li Xiaobai’s performance was a huge disappointment, nowhere near what one would expect from a prodigy.

But this was good; it meant fewer troubles when dealing with him. Cai had already instructed yesterday that Wu De should beat him half to death on the stage, and preferably cripple his cultivation level, to ensure that the other party wouldn’t be able to escape using special methods.

It would also make it easier to squeeze the secrets out of him.

“Cough, cough, Huann’er’s judgment has always been good. Let’s just wait and see,”

Yang Guang was also a little embarrassed. Li Xiaobai’s antics were baffling, as he had shown not a single bit of anything special. If not for Yang Huan’s account, he would have doubted whether the man before him was just a normal person with no cultivation level at all.

Meanwhile, at the city gates.

Song Que’s eyes flickered with divine light, piercing through illusions, his gaze fixated on the scene unfolding on the stage inside the city.

“How exactly did this man cultivate?”

“His body is terrifyingly resilient; even my blade couldn’t cut through it. Truly perplexing. What business does he have coming to the frontier at this juncture?”

“Cough, cough, Elder Song, may we enter now?”

Seeing Song Que staring into the city, the cultivators who were lined up waiting to be interrogated asked with some embarrassment. They knew today was the day of the match between Li Xiaobai and Wu De. They never expected the elder to also show interest, which was quite extraordinary.

“All of you wait here until I’m done watching, then you can go in!”

Impatiently waving his hand, Song Que casually erected a barrier to keep the group of cultivators at bay.

Cultivators: “…”

The group of cultivators was speechless internally, thinking, You’re enjoying the show, but have you considered our feelings? We want to watch too!

…

Li Xiaobai was oblivious to the events happening outside; at the moment, he was busy trash-talking. Finally, he got to step on the stage, and although his opponent was subpar, he definitely had to put up an impressive bluster.

After all, those present were the source of his precious Attribute Points, and if nothing else, they were fodder for his Hellfire. It was crucial to max out their enmity.

“Sharp-tongued, I had thought that the Li Xiaobai who caused such a stir in Central Province, and about whom legends were told, would at least be a prodigy. Yet, you don’t even have the most basic sense of awe, just a frivolous youngster who likes to shoot his mouth off!”

“With such arrogant behavior, if you were in Devil Cloud Cave, you would be subject to posthumous punishment!”

With a light flutter of the fan in his hand, Wu De’s face was filled with disdain.

“Heh, it’s okay for a young man to be weak and not understand the gap in strength. I don’t blame you, but it is your fault for wandering around aimlessly.”

“You probably don’t realize yet that you are standing before a towering mountain!”

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Li Xiaobai’s eyes revealed a light of pity.

“Based on you, Wu De, today I shall see just how lofty this mountain of yours really is!”

Enraged, Wu De’s face twisted slightly.

His internal cultivation technique circulated, revealing his Divinity Transformation Stage cultivation level, as a powerful pressure swept across the entire venue.

“I hear you’re called Demon Sword Li Xiaobai, with a sword technique that’s said to be divine?”

“Today, I’ll use my sword technique to crush you and trample upon you in the field you excel at!”

Wu De’s wrist twisted, and a longsword appeared in his hand. Encircling the Three-Foot Green Blade was a faint blue glow; even without activation, a strong and sharp wave surged forth.

“That’s the Ice Essence Spirit Sword!”

“It is said to be a spirit sword once used by the Sword Demon. Although he only used it once, it still carries the breath of the Sword Demon, and the sword itself nurtures a spirit, making it extraordinarily powerful!”

“Indeed, it was supposed to be a treasure of the Xingtian Sect. I didn’t expect it to end up in Wu De’s hands, he truly is a youthful hero!”

“With this sword in hand, Wu De’s strength is likely to climb to the next level!”

“Truly a genius!”

The onlookers below were full of admiration; they recognized the Spirit Sword in Wu De’s hands, a sword with quite the history.

With this sword to aid him, the arena contest was sure to be a solid win.

Up on the platform, Yang Guang’s expression was less than pleased.

“Cai Kunxu, why does this Xingtian Sect’s Spirit Sword appear in Wu De’s hands? I remember the Ice Essence was always with the fourth battlefield, wasn’t it?”

“Hehe, who knows? It’s not uncommon for the younger generation to buy and sell Spiritual Artifacts among themselves. I can’t very well stop my subordinates from getting stronger, can I?”

Cai Kunxu said with a light laugh.

The Spirit Sword was his doing, given to ensure that Li Xiaobai’s foundations would be cut down.

“Tch, not a single good one among those pretty boys.”

Xiong Da spoke with a stuffy tone, it was clear to anyone with eyes that the Ice Essence Spirit Sword was not something Wu De could control on his own; undoubtedly, someone had been assisting him behind the scenes. As for who that someone was, those in the know understood.

On the arena.

Li Xiaobai’s eyes lit up, this Longsword had something special about it, clearly a treasure. If thrown into the Hellfire, it should provide quite the nourishment.

He beckoned with his fingers.

“Come at me.”

“Seeking death!”

Wu De swung his Longsword, sending ripples of pale blue light splashing out, sweeping towards Li Xiaobai in the blink of an eye.

A chill hung over everyone’s heart, as the entire arena was unknowingly covered in a layer of frost.

[Attribute Points +1000…]

[Attribute Points +2000…]

[Attribute Points +3000…]

Li Xiaobai nodded, yes, the item was of high quality, but unfortunately, the user was too weak to unleash its full potential.

A trace of smugness flickered through Wu De’s eyes as, with a mere gesture, his opponent was enveloped in frost. This was the disparity in strength.

“Hehe, I thought I was facing a master, but you can’t even withstand a single blow!”

“I must say, Li Xiaobai, you’ve greatly disappointed me!”

Wu De’s sword techniques were relentless, a heaven-piercing sword light surged from the ground, aiming straight for Li Xiaobai encased in ice.

The formidable Iron-blood Aura was on full display, causing the onlookers to feel their hair stand on end, as if their very bodies were about to be torn apart by the sword strike.

“Xingtian Sword Technique!”

“That’s the Sword Demon of Xingtian Sect’s sword technique!”

“Wu De actually mastered this technique? It’s the closely guarded secret of Xingtian Sect, how did he obtain it?”

“It must be a heritage from that Spirit Sword. The sword aura he’s mastered isn’t complete, just a portion of the sword technique secrets. But even so, it’s enough to look down upon the younger generation!”

The crowd below was astonished; the sword aura was too sharp, and it seemed that Li Xiaobai was in great danger today.

Many cultivators looked disappointed and began to leave, feeling there was nothing worth watching in today’s contest. It was a complete one-sided crush with no excitement—a total waste of time.

“Alas, these days any Tom, Dick, or Harry thinks they can strut around outside.”

“Indeed, what good is fame? Some people just don’t know their place, and out here on the frontier, a reputation for talent isn’t worth much.”

But it was at this moment that Wu De, who had a smirk on his face, suddenly changed expression…

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