Dominating Martial King
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375: Chapter 227: Use It or Lose It (Please Subscribe)_3 375: Chapter 227: Use It or Lose It (Please Subscribe)_3 Li Xiuzhang was staggering, and even the True Yuan within his body had been almost thrown into disorder by the sword power of Chu Xisheng’s blows.

At that moment, Chu Xisheng unleashed his fifth slash!

Li Xiuzhang tried to block it with his saber, just as he had done before.

However, as he went to swing his weapon, Li Xiuzhang hesitated for a split second.

He realized that the sword force from Chu Xisheng was vastly different from before.

If the previous four slashes were like thunderbolts coming at him, then this fifth slash was like a gust of wind blowing directly at him; it was still a cold gleam, yet it left him with an elusive feeling, making it hard to grasp its true form.

This slash would have been just another move if it had only integrated the True Intent of the Wind.

The problem was that Li Xiuzhang couldn’t discern the true position of his opponent’s sword light at all.

He felt as if Chu Xisheng’s sword was everywhere — seemingly slashing left, aiming for his right shoulder, yet not quite; as if piercing right toward his heart, but something was off.

It was as if it was chopping upward, targeting his brow, but lacked definition, ambiguous in its intent.

“White Horse is Not a Horse?”

As Li Xiuzhang’s thoughts sank, he stomped heavily on the ground and retreated quickly.

At the same time, his eyes shone with spirit light, fully engaged in deciphering everything before him.

The sword of Chu Xisheng was indeed traceless and elusive.

However, the air around, Spiritual Power, light and shadow, and even the Sword Energy Chu Xisheng himself had created, all left some clues.

A moment later, Li Xiuzhang finally caught the real trace of this slash.

However, his pupils dilated violently at that instant, completely losing focus.

The color drained from his face, turning ashen.

“You’ve lost!” Chu Xisheng’s sword was now pointing at Li Xiuzhang’s brow, a thin line of blood appearing on his forehead.

As he spoke, he glanced at his right hand, noticing that from his wrist to his forearm, a layer of cold ice had formed.

Chu Xisheng couldn’t help but speak with admiration, “Your sword skill is exceptional!”

The intelligence from the gambling houses was accurate; this man could also achieve Unity of Intent and Martial Arts.

After a few more exchanges, the flow of Qi-Blood in his body would be affected by the Cold Power, which would greatly impact his attack speed.

And Li Xiuzhang’s talent with the Spiritual Eye was also relatively well-suited to counter his “White Horse is Not a Horse.”

If they were to fight again, a life-and-death battle, Chu Xisheng estimated that it would take him fifty or so moves to defeat him.

Listening to Chu Xisheng’s praise, Li Xiuzhang only felt it was ironic.

— The one whom Chu Xisheng called ‘exceptional in sword skill’ could only withstand his attacks for five moves!

“Well played, ‘White Horse is Not a Horse!’ I, Li, missed by a fraction but lost by a thousand li.”

Li Xiuzhang sheathed his saber, his face as grim as iron: “I’ve lost.

Brother Chu’s sword skill is outstanding.

It’s truly worthy of Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers!”

As he said the last sentence, his voice was particularly strained, yet filled with sincere respect.

Today he truly lost, and his defeat was a bitter one.

The other party truly deserved a place among the Shenxiu Ten Masters!

He had always thought that Chu Xisheng was arrogant and conceited, yet the truly arrogant and conceited one was himself!

At this time, the several dozen taverns surrounding the arena were still silent, with very few people discussing or talking.

The shock of Chu Xisheng defeating Li Xiuzhang in five moves was even greater than that of Mad Blade Wang Ming’s defeat.

This was the strongest of the Three Swords of the Capital—

Even the Divine Swallow Saber Li Xiuzhang couldn’t withstand five moves from Chu Xisheng?

Was this young Overlord Knife from East State actually this powerful?

It was only after a while, when Li Xiuzhang jumped down from the stage, that the voices discussing in the taverns around the arena started to buzz.

Some had bet correctly and won money, their excitement uncontrollable as they cheered loudly for Chu Xisheng.

But most of those present were disheartened and dejected.

Some with poorer self-control couldn’t help but curse aloud.

“Curse it, what Mad Blade Wang Ming, what Divine Swallow Saber Li Xiuzhang, they’re all trash.

Just five moves, couldn’t even block five moves.”

“Damn it all, who was it that said Chu Xisheng was unworthy of the name, didn’t deserve to be among Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers?

Said he wasn’t fit to even carry the shoes of the so-called Three Swords of the Capital?

I believed you fools, and now I’ve lost a fortune!”

“I remember it was someone from the Debating Martial Arts Tower in the teahouse that said it, right?

They said the people at Tianji Pavilion were out of their minds to include Chu Xisheng among the Shenxiu Ten Masters.

I swear, if I ever believe their word again, I am a dog.”

“Ha!

They say the level of Capital City’s martial arts suppresses everything south of Canglang River, but it couldn’t suppress a young swordsman from East State.”

“Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers, this youth is indeed worthy.

No wonder prior young swordsmen from Wo State, Ningzhou, Ding State, and Fei State were all swept aside by him, no one lasting a round against him.

Losing to a master of Shenxiu is no disgrace!”

“It’s the Tianji Pavilion that has the vision.

What was the East State Martial Arts Tower thinking, ranking such a Super Genius only twenty-ninth on the East State Qingyun List?”

At this moment, Mad Blade Wang Ming was standing near a flagpole next to the stage, looking down.

His complexion was turning a shade of blue, visibly angry.

Chu Xisheng hadn’t used his full strength when they sparred just now?

He hadn’t used Unity of Intent and Martial Arts, nor had he used White Horse is Not a Horse.

— This guy had only revealed his true level of Sword Tao when he defeated Li Xiuzhang!

On the stage, Chu Xisheng sheathed his saber again.

“Brother Si, wait a moment for me!”

Chu Xisheng turned his face towards the rising sun and began to inhale and exhale deeply.

With each breath he took, the cold aura on his body dissolved a bit more, and the True Yuan within him also recovered somewhat.