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Chapter 336 - 148: Supreme Physique, Unrivaled Mental State_3

Chapter 336: Chapter 148: Supreme Physique, Unrivaled Mental State_3

They pondered how to break through the technique but realized that Xu Huixiang had already reached perfection in swordsmanship. There seemed to be an endless succession of moves waiting for them, which were continuous and ever-changing. In terms of techniques, Li Guanyi was far less exquisite than him.

However, under the guidance of General Xue, Li Guanyi had already crossed swords with numerous prodigies.

He knew how to handle such techniques with his Military School approach.

Li Guanyi gripped the Battle Halberd with one hand and suddenly stepped forward.

Advancing towards the sword’s edge.

Xu Huixiang paused briefly, then saw the young man’s right hand glide smoothly down to the end of the Battle Halberd handle, his fingers knocking on the non-slip portion at the end. Then, using his shoulder as a pivot, like lashing a whip, he swept powerfully, making the shaft of the halberd seem almost to bend, emitting a very dull groaning sound.

Li Guanyi’s shoulder would be pierced by the Sword Qi.

But this kind of sweeping range of the Battle Halberd,

would fiercely strike Xu Huixiang directly at the waist.

The vital organs there, Xu Huixiang’s physique simply couldn’t withstand!

Bold and upright,

He overpowered the technique with brute force!

Xu Huixiang, if he didn’t plan to fight to the death with Li Guanyi, had no choice but to retreat. Thus, all his sophisticated sword techniques reduced to a mere point, delicately touching the swiftly moving Battle Halberd. The blade bent and recoiled, and Xu Huixiang, with his exquisite stepping skills, pushed himself back.

Li Guanyi stepped from the Qian Palace Position into the Li Fire Position, maneuvering through the changes of the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams.

He appeared behind Xu Huixiang and grasped the Battle Halberd with both hands, thrusting it forcefully forward.

His moves were profound and domineering, employing the ’Mountain Shattering’ style.

Every move was not the original ’Mountain Shattering.’

But every move’s core embodied the ’Mountain Shattering’ momentum — dominating and imposing. He followed only his own path. No matter how exquisite your techniques were, once I made a move, you had to adapt to my changes, or else it would be a matter of life and death!

Sword Qi crisscrossed, the shadow of the halberd roared.

Ten bouts, twenty bouts.

Thirty clashes.

Forty clashes.

The Battle Halberd and sword shadow exchanged blows back and forth. Yu Wen Hua and Geshu Yin looked intently at this duel. They unconsciously sided with Li Guanyi because his Combat Skill was entirely that of a great general from the Military School.

Yu Wen Hua clenched his fist and whispered quietly,

"This is the opponent I will eventually meet on the battlefield..."

Boom!!!

The Battle Halberd swept across, the sound of tearing through the air was intense, and suddenly, Li Guanyi felt the halberd sink.

Xu Huixiang stood on the blade of Li Guanyi’s halberd.

His robe fluttered, showcasing his exceptional Qinggong, unmatched among his peers.

"Good physique..."

"Your halberd is strong, your martial arts are not weak; I would likely lose if hit by you. However, your Inner Qi is insufficient, which also means your Qinggong can’t keep up with mine, making it difficult for your halberd to truly hit me."

"Let’s resolve the outcome in another way."

Xu Huixiang held his sword, the blade slightly raised.

"Academy · Heart Sword."

"Be careful."

Suddenly, people realized that the two young martial artists, who had been fighting so fiercely, had stopped. They breathed evenly, each holding their weapon, yet they did not strike. Although no blows were exchanged, the tense and solemn atmosphere on the stage seemed even more intense than before.

"Gongyang Su Wang’s Heart Sword directly questions the heart."

"As long as one’s mental state is strong enough, it is a technique that can allow the weak to overcome the strong!"

"He’s really resorting to such dangerous tactics."

"This Little Sword Saint really has made a decisive resolve."

At that moment, Xu Huixiang’s sword walked through Li Guanyi’s mind, an existence that questioned the heart, my sincerity reaching out to question yours. Li Guanyi’s mind surged with many transformations, including images of formidable figures. But Xu Huixiang’s background was stronger, and his adventures greater.

He too had various figures.

In the end, their minds faced each other.

Xu Huixiang held the sword, his eyes bright and warm, saying, "I wield this sword with sincerity; this body, this heart, this soul, all exist for the sword, act for the sword. When I was five, I walked through the Sword Tomb, and even when I didn’t lift a sword, I eventually realized."

"I will surpass my grandfather, surpass all swordsmen from ancient times to the present."

"I wield my sword precisely for this purpose."

"What about you?"

Xu Huixiang’s Sword Heart was fervent.

The Confucian Heart Sword, pointing solely to the heart. The question is about sincerity.

My heart sincere, your heart sincere.

He was sincere in his swordsmanship, thus this technique suited him best. Under his Heart Sword’s suppression, the enemy would hardly be able to move. But at this moment, he saw Li Guanyi’s mind changing, revealing scenes: a vegetable seller bartering children, the home letters of a deserter named Qian Zheng, the Ghost Market selling people,

the things he had seen and heard in the past ten years during his flight from disaster, including an armless musician,

and the people who thanked him.

The unfaltering Mo School, Xu Huixiang seemed to see a prosperous city bleeding from every corner. Xu Huixiang saw the young man slowly lifting his sword amid the suppression of the Heart Sword, and astonishingly, he still had the strength to fight.

Xu Huixiang’s supremely clear Sword Intent slowly solidified, sensing something minute.

The brilliance was splendid and grand as at sunrise.

The young man walked ahead of the sunrise.

He saw the last reason Li Guanyi had for lifting his sword.

It seemed there was another existence in the depths of Li Guanyi’s heart gently chanting, an old voice overlapping with that of the young, drawing closer to the grand:

"A land filled with grief, a city soaked in blood."

"All from a single thought to save the multitude."

This sword was splendid and grand, slicing down with one cut.