Imperial Treasure
Chapter 108 - 86: Borrowing a Sword with a Horizontal Blade!

Chapter 108: Chapter 86: Borrowing a Sword with a Horizontal Blade!

This woman was like a bloom of Manjusaka, resplendent and everlasting in its brilliant red, radiant yet ceaseless.

If one were to describe her simply, it would be tall, slender, and breathtakingly beautiful.

She was none other than the Ninth Miss, whose voice was heard before but presence unseen.

Ninth Miss caught Sui Yi’s eye, but little did she know, Sui Yi was equally striking in her eyes, impossible to capture with pen and ink, and all Ninth Miss could think of upon seeing her was a piece of jade she once saw as a child.

It was a piece of mutton-fat jade as pale as cream and as cold as ice. Encased in a box of ice, so cold it sizzled, transparent and pure, as if the slightest touch could melt it into a spring of creamy jade, tantalizing to the touch yet bone-chillingly cold.

Ninth Miss snapped out of her daze only after Feng Sha coughed. Feeling somewhat strange, she cast a hostile glance toward Sui Yi.

This hostility suggested to Sui Yi that the other’s displeasure probably stemmed from her rejecting Feng Sha’s proposal a few days prior,

but she hadn’t expected a young lady as refined as Ninth Miss would take such keen interest in matters of the Ancient Tomb.

Ninth Miss’s unwelcoming demeanor fully supported the idea that she was itching to take a swing at Sui Yi.

The martial arts hall members exchanged pleasantries—after all, they were dealing with a newcomer; could they really let her be beaten up?

It isn’t right to bully people like that.

Elder Shi coughed and was about to say something, but he heard Sui Yi reply, "Shall we fight now?"

Uh, are you volunteering to be beaten up? The siblings of the martial arts hall opened their mouths to say something, but they saw Feng Sha smile—a peculiar smile.

These two knew each other! Elder Shi’s eyes lit up with this realization. Deciding to watch from afar, he concluded, "Then let this young lady... what’s your name?"

"Sui Yi."

"Then let Sui Yi compete with Ninth Miss. Go easy, and stop at a touch. Ninth Miss, what say you?"

Ninth Miss smiled, "Sui Yi, ah."

It was almost as if she was calling Sui Yi’s name.

Sui Yi stepped forward and took her place on her side of the path. Ninth Miss slightly twisted her wrist and raised her eyebrows, "Do you need a weapon?" Before Sui Yi could reply, she smiled again, "It seems you don’t need one."

Sui Yi glanced at her, "It depends on whether Ninth Miss needs one."

Ha!

With a smile still on her face, Ninth Miss faced off with Sui Yi for a moment. Unlike the turbulent fight with Gen Fengsha, the calm around both of them was unsettling—the breeze quiet, the osmanthus flowers drifting placidly—as if they were just ordinary people.

The disciples of the martial arts hall felt it strange. Elder Shi took a deep breath and inwardly praised, "So reserved!"

This Sui Yi...

Trees long for peace, but the wind will not cease; and when the wind halts, the trees run wild. Amidst a sudden rustling of leaves, Sui Yi and Ninth Miss both made a move!

Legs!

Shadows of the leg whips!

Cross whipping!

Smack!

The two slender legs crossed in mid-air, and whoosh! A circular wave of dust swept out from the inner circle!

Smack smack smack! In the span of a breath, there were seven or eight leg whips. Leg techniques might seem less sharp than armed attacks, but they had their own might.

The most fundamental included Snapping Kick, Side Snapping Kick, Thrust Kick, Swing Kick, Tumbling Kick, and Hook Kick—the six kinds of Leg Attacks. The most important thing was that the speed had to be swift, and the force concentrated, akin to a whip lash. Just as the tip of the whip slicing the air produces a crackling sound, the same principle applied to leg techniques.

Many in the martial arts hall practiced leg techniques. Nearly everyone present could perform them, but now each one of them had their mouths agape, because the leg techniques of Sui Yi and her counterpart had escalated to Chain Kicking—the seamless connection of various leg attacks that made it seem as if their bodies never stopped moving, constantly alternating between high-speed attacks and evasions.

Too fast, too fierce, too precise!

Only the sound of inhales could be heard, as if there were no exhales.

The only audible sound in the arena was the smacking of leg techniques on impact.

The osmanthus flowers continued to float in the high air because the wind whipped up by their leg movements intertwined and twisted, refusing to let them land...

Smack! In a flash during one of the Leg Attacks, Ninth Miss curled her lip, "Not bad... now try using Internal Strength."

Feng Sha knew, Ninth Miss was getting serious.

Because she was intrigued.

Internal Strength? This Sui Yi had Internal Strength too!

Most of the crowd was astounded, and before they could react, they saw Ninth Miss’s leg sweep with a knife-like edge followed by a trail of blue qi.

In an instant, her leg speed increased four or fivefold!

They could no longer see clearly...

Boom!

Leg met leg once more in fierce collision.

Internal Strength against Internal Strength!

The blue qi vibrated...

One strong, one weak...

Whoosh!

Sui Yi’s body flipped backward in the air, her toes landing on a horizontally extended osmanthus branch. With a press, the branch quivered, and whoosh, a shower of osmanthus blossoms fell, their fragrance enveloping the air...

"Great!" The tall young man immediately applauded... applauding Ninth Miss!