Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 882 - 455 Reverse_3

Chapter 882: Chapter 455 Reverse_3

Seeing the scene unfold before him, Xu Yuan’s eyes flashed with a hint of mockery.

This second young master of the Qin Family should consider himself lucky that I didn’t use the Willow Ghost Blade, had I used that Divine Artifact, just this one hit might have left Qin Weishu critically injured and on the brink of death.

However, there are no ifs in life.

If I had brought out the Willow Ghost Blade, the aura belonging to the Saint Level Ghost would have been exposed within Di’an City, and it would likely attract the investigation of a Saint.

"Crack."

Palm meeting blade, there was no struggle for dominance, the Spiritual Blade Xu Yuan had taken from the Prime Minister’s Mansion’s storeroom was directly snapped by Qin Weishu.

The Spirit Sword he held was no small treasure, a Grade A inferior Spiritual Blade which was the equivalent of a blue item in "Cang Yuan," yet it was broken so easily.

His gaze toward the cluster of blue flames inevitably took on a few more jolts of wariness.

This clump of blue flames was extremely dangerous.

In a flash, the shrapnel from the shattered sword body was directly controlled by Xu Yuan’s will-spirit, shooting toward the closely positioned Qin Weishu like meteors.

Qin Weishu wanted to use his secret technique for controlling objects to wrestle control of the fragmented blades away from Xu Yuan, but Xu Yuan didn’t give him the chance, multitasking with a divided attention, on one hand using his will-spirit to control objects, while on the other forming dozens of invisible Soul Blades with black mist to strike at Qin Weishu’s extended will-spirit!

Not wanting to be momentarily dazed due to damage to his will-spirit, Qin Weishu’s only option was to retreat, and if he retreated, after the fragments fell, the whole battlefield’s initiative would completely fall into my hands.

From here on out, Qin Weishu could only take hits one-sidedly.

It was a pity because Xu Mengxi, that woman, had seen many of my spellcrafts like the Blood Essence Meteoring Art and the Step Void Slash; using them again might reveal my identity, otherwise, it would be nice to let Qin Weishu experience the feeling of being instantly annihilated.

But even without going all out, having played in high-end leagues made fighting someone of the same rank practically a walk in the park...

As he contemplated these various things, catching a glimpse of Qin Weishu’s still-excited expression, Xu Yuan unconsciously raised an eyebrow:

"It looks like you still have some strength left, but if you don’t bring it out now, you might not get another chance."

"Hehe, same to you."

Faced with dozens of invisible Soul Blades, Qin Weishu did not retreat.

In an instant,

Two forces of Soul Power collided above the myriad of broken blades, Xu Yuan unconsciously furrowed his brow.

The augmentation from the Innate Soul Body and the Celestial Fates Divine Soul allowed my will-spirit, in both strength and reserve, to far surpass those of the same rank, but this collision still shook me somewhat.

Yet Qin Weishu looked even worse off, a trickle of fresh blood quietly slid down from the corner of his eye, but the smile at his lips remained unabated, even more intense.

The sensation of dancing on the edge of death was exhilarating.

He adored this feeling.

In the Jiangnan region, those with the ability to kill him dared not, and unruly brutes who dared to didn’t have the capability. This was the first time he’d experienced such a thrill.

This trip to Di’an City had indeed been the right decision...

Before the Soul Blade’s Slash Strike could land, dozens of clusters of blue flames also quietly appeared around Xu Yuan, each one concealing a swordsmanship that emanated an icy cold glow.

Xu Yuan swept his gaze over them, his heart silent.

The first exchange of moves, and already prepared to gamble life for life?

It seemed Qin Weishu also realized that if he retreated, then there would likely be no chance to turn the tide, but didn’t he already know that these flame swords were ineffective against me?

Thoughts flashing by, a touch of wariness crept into Xu Yuan’s mind.

He didn’t want to capsize in the gutter.

His Spiritual Vision instantly scanned the clusters of blue flames, and his brows unconsciously furrowed tighter.

This... seems unable to be blocked.

My black Origin Qi’s ability to deconstruct other’s spellcraft has its limits, and the power contained within these dozens of blue flames has already surpassed that limit.

A Fusion Realm shouldn’t be able to put out this magnitude of Qi output, but under Spiritual Vision, this Qin Weishu was indeed a being of the Fusion Realm.

This guy could brag, having real strength in hand.

As Xu Yuan’s consciousness flitted, the Black Death Mycelial Mat that Luo Xiran had shared with him started to seep thread by thread into his body, strengthening the meridians.

Wanting to compete with Qi, I’ll oblige.

But the moment this secret technique for breaking through the meridians just formed, Xu Yuan felt a surge of deathly aura rushing towards him.

Because, he sensed a minute change in the cluster of blue flames attached to Qin Weishu’s hand, and at the same time, another change occurred in that cluster of leaping fire in front of his face.

The positions of the two clusters of blue flames had been swapped.

And this cluster, I can’t take head-on.

A heightened sense of alert surged in his heart, Xu Yuan’s eyes finally showed a trace of gravity as he looked at Qin Weishu.

But his gravity was not because fo the terrifying cluster of blue flames, rather it was because the two clusters of blue flames, in the process of swapping, did not use Qi as a transmission medium, but instead swapped positions out of thin air.

Space.

This Qin Weishu... managed to use spatial secret techniques with a Fusion Realm body.

No sooner had this thought emerged than the position of that deadly blue flame was switched again.

Sensing this scene, Xu Yuan immediately dispersed his Soul Blades and his figure swiftly retreated.

Any spellcraft involving space had to be met with full force.

As it was said, in the blink of an eye, sword lights burst out from dozens of blue flames circling around him.

"Ssssss...."

The sound of Origin Qi dissolving resonated within the silent black mist; most spell swords were dissolved by the Qi membrane Xu Yuan had coated around himself, the only concern was the sword light from that deadly cluster of blue flames. But the casually shifting space secret technique still made Xu Yuan somewhat hard-pressed.

The situation on the field abruptly reversed.

Blue flames kept appearing around Xu Yuan’s surroundings, and the deadly fire was hidden among them.

With a stern gaze, Xu Yuan, amidst quick evasions, suddenly heard Qin Weishu’s voice laced with mockery and laughter:

"Weren’t you trying to ask me how many moves I could take just now? Only two moves in, and you can’t make the third?"

"..."

Eyes slightly squinted, Xu Yuan quickly maneuvered and with a casual wave, shot out several Soul Blades.

Qin Weishu slightly furrowed his brow, easily sidestepped, allowing the Soul Blades to continue flying towards his back.

"..." Xu Mengxi.

Qin Weishu smoothed his fur coat and said with a light laugh:

"It seems you still have the capacity to counter, huh... Eh?"

Mid-sentence, Qin Weishu suddenly realized that the retreating youngster had already stopped in his tracks:

"So you’re not running, ready to fight for life?"

Xu Yuan exhaled softly, closing and then reopening his eyes which were newly ablaze with bloody radiance, he drew a Longsword and casually swung it:

"To make me fight for my life? You’re not worthy yet."