Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 543 - 543 542 Sweeping Situ with Sword 2 Double Request for Monthly Tickets

543: Chapter 542: Sweeping Situ with Sword 2 [Double Request for Monthly Tickets] 543: Chapter 542: Sweeping Situ with Sword 2 [Double Request for Monthly Tickets] Seeing the two begin to argue, Wang Mian found himself in an awkward position, caught between a good friend of several decades and a colleague he needed to work closely with in the future…

Hou Niao patted his shoulder, “Don’t overthink it, it’s got nothing to do with you.

It seems that Elder Brother Shan is really targeting our Sikong Mansion.

Are they tired of sword fighting within their mansion and so they want a competition between the two houses?”

It is normal for those who practice sword cultivation to exchange skills, as we all are fellow sect brothers.

Why make distinctions between us?

In that case, we accept the challenge, and the stakes will be as Elder Brother Shan stated.

But let me be upfront, we’re only talking about a normal sword duel here.

If your Situ Mansion loses, don’t make life difficult for my brothers!”

Elder Brother Shan’s eyes shimmered with excitement, this was exactly his point.

The routine sparring with his own brothers had become dull.

The new guy had potential, but he was not yet up to par and couldn’t provide a real thrill.

However, if Sikong Mansion’s warriors joined, that would be truly something to look forward to.

“You two are underestimating my Situ Mansion.

If you can win, we’ll treat this kid like our ancestor!”

His excited shout immediately attracted a dozen or so sword cultivators from Situ Mansion, evidently bored out of their minds, finally having some excitement to look forward to.

Some even used their Divine Sense to alert friends and colleagues, and in no time, onlookers emerged from every conceivable nook within Situ Mansion and its sword fighting arenas.

Within moments, the number of spectators had ballooned to well over a hundred…

These were all the sort of folks who got itchy hands at the mention of a sword duel, typical of the Situ Mansion’s style.

A tinge of stiffness appeared on Wang Mian’s face, “Elder Brother, it’s all my fault for causing you this trouble…”

Zong Qian, seeing the crowd that had gathered, also realized he had acted rashly, “Elder Brother, it’s my fault…”

Hou Niao cracked a slight smile and waved his hand, “You all know me, nobody can force me into a sword duel if I don’t want to, but if I decide to fight, then nobody can stop me.

I’ve played the junior for decades within the sect, never vying to be the best in sword duels – not because I can’t, but because I don’t want to!

But now, if I want to make a name for myself, of course, I need some stepping stones, and thankfully, these Situ Mansion roughnecks have offered themselves up.

If it were Sima Mansion, I might not have had such an opportunity!”

With a domineering wave of his hand, “Stand to one side and watch me.

I’ll challenge the whole Situ Mansion and completely quash their arrogance; do they really think just because Sikong Mansion doesn’t relish sword fighting, they can look down upon us?”

Wang Mian and Zong Qian exchanged glances.

Neither was the type to shrink back from a challenge.

The previous reluctance was all an act, and after all these years, they were actually quite curious to see the level of Elder Brother Hou’s swordsmanship.

They still vividly remembered the beatings they got while serving in the Jin City Hall patrol team.

A hundred sword cultivators formed a wide circle, watching the two at the center summon their Personal Puppets, orbiting around their bodies.

Elder Brother Shan, an experienced commander from Situ Mansion; Hou Niao, a rising star in Sikong Mansion.

The two could, to some extent, represent the relative strength of their respective houses in the Tongxuan Realm.

This was not an official contest, but precisely because the Shan Sect Quanzhen’s tri-house system did not support such competition, it made this duel all the more enticing.

Even several Army Commanders from Situ Mansion showed up.

As Golden Core cultivators, they obviously wouldn’t enter the fray themselves, but their presence showed their anxiety.

Their sole responsibility was to ensure that no hostilities arose between the two houses.

“It looks like they’ve been too idle lately, with nowhere to vent their energy.

We need to find someplace to keep them busy…”

One Commander said this.

This is the largest Sword Fighting Arena within the Situ Mansion, a circular area with a diameter of a hundred zhang, perfectly accommodating the maximum range of Natural Realm Sword Cultivators.

Those who step outside the circle are considered defeated, which includes being in the air above the circle.

The two stood at opposite ends, with a Personal Puppet following each like a shadow three zhang away.

Under the intense gaze of the crowd, they each maneuvered their Flying Swords to slowly advance forward.

This was the sword ceremony before the fight.

Both Flying Swords were about a foot long, indicating that both participants had refined their swords to the pinnacle of the Tongtian Realm.

Should they successfully step into the Golden Core Realm, they would then be able to attempt the Supreme Ultimate Skill of the Flying Sword—”Sword Light Division”.

Elder Brother Shan’s sword was as red as fire, imbued with a strong Fire Attribute, yet its progress was restrained and controlled, resembling a mini sun that glimmered without unleashing its power.

This control over the Five Elements was quite remarkable.

A typical Fire Sword of a Sword Cultivator would burst into flames as soon as it was drawn, looking formidable but in essence wasting energy; however, Elder Brother Shan’s Flying Sword showed none of such empty bravado.

It remained fully controlled even as it flew slowly, earning the unanimous cheers of the onlookers for such skill.

Within the ranks of the Si Ge of the Situ Mansion, there are levels of strength, just like there are ten Sword Masters accompanying the troops in Sikong Mansion.

Elder Brother Shan was not yet among the chosen Si Ge, but he was quite close to reaching that level.

Everyone in the Situ Mansion knew it was only a matter of time before Elder Brother Shan crossed that threshold.

After all, they were going to fight against a master from the Sikong Mansion.

Even the confident Sword Cultivators of the Situ Mansion wouldn’t dare to send someone mediocre for the match.

The Situ Mansion couldn’t afford to lose face.

They aimed to completely floor the person from the Sikong Mansion in the first battle.

In comparison to Elder Brother Shan’s oppressive Sword Momentum, Hou Niao’s Flying Sword seemed rather ordinary, with no Five Elements characteristics.

This was normal for the Tongxuan Realm but seemed too plain for a Natural Realm cultivator.

The two Flying Swords gradually approached each other and, upon meeting in the center, their tips collided, emitting dazzling light and a huge sword cry, a result of the inevitable repulsion of forces contained within the swords during the collision.

Just as Martial Artists in the Mortal World would cross swords in a salute before a duel, the touching of these two Flying Swords signified the start of the sword fight.

The two swords clashed and crossed paths!

Then Elder Brother Shan felt a sinking feeling in his heart; during the initial clash of the swords, the fight had already begun.

The impact of the collision did not favor his sword which suggested that even though the opponent’s sword had no Attribute power, its Mana was deeper than his.

This meant that the opponent’s Flying Sword would be less affected by their collision and the following attack would come faster.

Should he return his sword to block, or compete with speed for the next cut?

For a Sword Cultivator from the Situ Mansion, this was hardly a dilemma.

The Flame Flying Sword accelerated forward while his body created illusions within the tight space; his Flying Sword might be slower than his opponent’s, but it had the attribute of fire range.

As long as he could dodge the opponent’s Flying Sword thrust with his Tunneling in the first instance, the initiative would return to him.

His reasoning was very logical.

Unfortunately, it was all theoretical.

The opponent’s Flying Sword came faster than he had imagined, as if every enhancement had been placed on speed, and what was more deadly, it remained precisely controlled at such speed, swift and peerless within the confined space.

Even though he had executed his Escape Skill to the utmost, he still couldn’t evade the thrust of the opponent’s Flying Sword.

All he could do was destroy the opponent’s Puppet before his own was destroyed but, at that moment, the weak point of his Fire Flying Sword’s range attack revealed itself—it lacked impact!

The flames had just begun to lick the opponent’s Puppet when his own let out a mournful shriek, utterly dismantled.

He had lost.