I Still Want to Learn from You!

High in the sky, two figures faced each other.

Countless people around them were talking at once.

Whether they were members of the ancient clans or Jianghu figures from Great Yu, every one of them was shocked and filled with anticipation.

One was an emperor among blades who had lived for over six hundred years!

The other had risen to fame thirty years ago.

Who would prove stronger?

And among them, where would Young Hero Lu's blade rank?

Huangfu Wang's face was full of shock as he looked at the Blade Emperor and the Saber Maniac, then at Lu Chen...

He could only feel that the three of them had entirely different auras...

But without question, the Saber Maniac's outwardly displayed aura was the strongest.

He was like a peerless divine blade shooting into the heavens—still, he was nothing; once he moved, heaven and earth trembled.

"Why aren't they fighting yet? Fight!"

"What are they doing? Why are they just standing there?"

"What do you know? They're building momentum. Before truly skilled bladesmen strike, they always build momentum..."

"So that's how it is..."

Suddenly, suddenly, a dark cloud drifted across the sky, slowly blotting out the sunlight.

The world, once dazzling and brilliant, abruptly dimmed by several shades.

Right then!

The Saber Maniac narrowed his eyes, cold light bursting forth, and finally drew his blade.

His blade technique suited his name. The instant he drew it, it was as though a peerless divine weapon were wrathfully cleaving the world apart. Endless divine radiance erupted from his blade case. Before the precious blade had even been fully drawn, its terrifying brilliance had already stabbed into the eyes of countless people, leaving them unable to open them.

The onlookers in every direction all clutched their eyes in agony and screamed.

They felt as though their eyeballs were about to go blind.

Even more terrifying was this.

The weapons they carried could no longer endure it. They began shooting into the sky, ringing out with deafening clangs, as though they had encountered the king of blades and bowed in submission.

In an instant, they could see nothing.

Only a few people present could clearly see what was happening within.

"Open Heavens!"

The Saber Maniac's blade technique cleaved out. His cold, tyrannical words followed like endless thunder, rumbling and echoing between heaven and earth as a dazzling beam of light brutally engulfed the tall figure before him.

Yet faced with this overwhelmingly powerful strike, the Blade Emperor did not move. His black hair fluttered around him, and he stood like a pillar holding firm against the torrent, a radiant smile on his face as he allowed the blade to hack viciously toward his body.

"You!"

The Saber Maniac was shocked and enraged.

He had not expected the other man to be so arrogant!

He was actually taking this peerless strike head-on with his fleshly body.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion rang out, and the light shattered.

Endless blade qi exploded high in the sky, sweeping in all directions with piercing howls...

The Saber Maniac's eyes instantly widened.

His violent, long-accumulated strike automatically collapsed the moment it landed on the Blade Emperor. It had not harmed the Blade Emperor in the slightest. Even the violent blade qi contained within it was absorbed cleanly by the Blade Emperor's body like a sponge soaking up water...

Other than making the Blade Emperor's robes billow and his long hair fly, that incomparably powerful force had not even managed to cut off a single strand of his hair...

The terrifying sight filled everyone around them with fear and disbelief.

Only now had they recovered from the dazzling, eye-searing spectacle just moments ago.

But the scene before their eyes made every one of them question their very existence.

That was the Saber Maniac!

For nearly thirty years, he had only grown stronger with every battle. Who knew how many members of the ancient clans had suffered at his hands?

Yet his full-force attack had failed to inflict any injury at all on the Blade Emperor?

"Young Hero Lu..."

Huangfu Wang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly looked toward Lu Chen at his side.

He was afraid that Lu Chen would encounter the same bizarre scene once he stepped onto the field.

The Blade Emperor truly was an emperor among blades!

He simply could not be measured by ordinary standards!

He had actually taken that peerless strike head-on with his bare body?

"Amazing, truly amazing!"

Big Mouth Ouyang Yu said in shock as well.

"You!"

Saber Maniac's voice trembled as he instinctively staggered back.

To him, his Dao heart was on the verge of collapse.

For this strike, he had prepared for over thirty years...

How much hardship had he endured? How long had he trained with the saber...

And this was the result?

"I told you, although your saber technique has improved, it has merely changed from a child's saber into an adult's saber. It still poses no threat to me."

The Blade Emperor spoke calmly, shaking his head slightly. "You may have touched the threshold of true saber technique, but without the guidance of a famed master, it is still useless. How could you possibly catch up to my six hundred years of accumulation in just one hundred?"

Saber Maniac was one hundred and three this year. He had trained in the saber for sixty-three years since childhood and officially emerged into the world thirty years ago.

The moment he emerged, he challenged the Blade Emperor.

As for the Saber Maniac of that time, the Blade Emperor could not even be bothered to spare him a proper glance.

Afterward, in order to provoke the Blade Emperor into dueling him, Saber Maniac began madly challenging the experts of the ancient clans...

Over the past thirty years, his saber technique had improved greatly...

It was precisely because he had seen that progress that the Blade Emperor decided to fight him.

"Enough. As the loser, you can only die beneath my blade."

The Blade Emperor's tone was indifferent. As he watched Saber Maniac before him, he still did not draw his blade. He merely slowly raised one hand, yet in that instant, everyone was struck by an illusion.

It was as if a divine weapon even more terrifying than Saber Maniac's had been drawn from its sheath.

The dreadful aura drained heaven and earth of color, setting winds and clouds in upheaval.

The wails of vicious ghosts seemed to echo between heaven and earth.

"In six hundred years, you are neither the first nor the last to die beneath my blade. I have always admired prodigies, but unfortunately, a prodigy who cannot grow is nothing but trash!"

Boom!

His palm suddenly swept out.

An incomparably dazzling, terrifying Blade light surged forth like a waterfall crashing down from beyond the heavens—boundless, engulfing heaven and earth—as it slammed viciously toward Saber Maniac with a fierce, sky-piercing aura.

In that instant, Saber Maniac felt as though he were hallucinating.

It was as if he stood alone amid an endless galaxy.

This galaxy came flooding toward him from the sky, from beneath the earth, from all directions... leaving him nowhere to retreat, nowhere to evade.

But Saber Maniac was no ordinary man.

Instead, the desperate situation ignited even greater savagery and fighting spirit within him. He let out a deafening roar, while the Precious Blade in his hand seemed to sense an unprecedented crisis and began erupting with light.

Slay Heavens and Shatter Earth!

Rumble!

Dazzling Blade light surged madly in every direction.

Like moths rushing into flame, like a phoenix rising from nirvana.

Terrifying energy exploded everywhere between heaven and earth, booming without end.

Invisible Blade Qi nearly destroyed everything, shattering mountain peaks, cutting off the river's flow, twisting space...

Everyone's faces were filled with shock, their minds roaring as they stared blankly at it all...

Too terrifying!

Too powerful.

Boom!

Amid the chaotic energy, Saber Maniac let out a muffled groan. His body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, trailing torrents of blood. He was a gruesome sight, barely recognizable as human, as he crashed violently into the distant river.

As for his Precious Blade, it snapped into two on the spot. Its light dimmed as it let out waves of mournful cries, falling from the sky and embedding itself in the ground...

"..."

The crowd was terrified, every gaze fixed upon the broken blade.

Was a generation's Saber Maniac gone just like that?

"Young Hero Lu, why not... go back on your word?"

Suddenly, Big Mouth Ouyang Yu spoke in a shocked voice that was utterly out of place.

Everyone heard him clearly.

Then pairs of eyes swiftly gathered on Lu Chen, each person's thoughts churning furiously.

Yeah!

Would this Lu Chen go back on his word?

After all, even Saber Maniac, who was not much weaker than him, had ended up like this.

Was he really going to grit his teeth and step forward anyway?

"Heh, don't tell me he's really going back on his word?"

Someone from the ancient clans sneered, using a provocation that echoed through the surroundings.

He seemed afraid that Lu Chen would back out, eager to see Lu Chen destroyed at the Blade Emperor's hands.

After all, Lu Chen's strength was simply too terrifying.

Even among the ancient clans, he was absolutely a First-Rate figure, leaving the younger generation far behind.

Now that they had finally encountered such an opportunity, how could they simply watch Lu Chen remove himself from the matter?

"Exactly. He's supposed to be a great hero of his generation. If he really goes back on his word, that would be a joke."

"What are you talking about? Young Hero Lu's word carries the weight of nine tripods. How could he go back on it?"

"I think so too. How could Young Hero Lu possibly go back on his word?"

"Ten thousand taels of gold are no match for a promise from Lu Chen. Young Hero Lu should value his word, shouldn't he?"

All sorts of snide voices began to ring out between heaven and earth.

One after another, they made the blood boil.

"Young Hero Lu, don't fall for it. There's nothing wrong with temporarily avoiding the sharp edge..."

Huangfu Wang transmitted his voice to him.

But Lu Chen suddenly turned around, his indifferent gaze sweeping across the crowd.

Boom!

"Ah..."

In an instant, screams rang out.

The snide voices from moments ago vanished completely, leaving only shrill, agonized cries. Figures clutched their eyes, their eyeballs having burst apart entirely...

Lu Chen had merely swept them with a glance, yet his powerful blade intent had already shattered their eyeballs and pierced into their souls, leaving a slash in their spiritual consciousness that would be impossible to heal.

For the rest of their lives, they would live beneath Lu Chen's shadow...

...Merit Points +800!

"Impressive!"

Suddenly, the Blade Emperor spoke. Smiling, he said, "I take back what I said. You are stronger than Saber Maniac. You are worthy of making me draw my blade!"

The moment an expert made a move, one knew whether he had the real thing.

With that one move alone, he knew that Lu Chen's attainments in the blade were far above Saber Maniac's.

The surrounding crowd wore stunned expressions and began whispering among themselves.

Lu Chen's blade arts were even stronger than Saber Maniac's?

The news was truly hard to believe.

Yet with a single turn of his head, Lu Chen had reduced those sneering people to a miserable sight...

Such a scene was indeed rarely seen...

"Young Hero Lu's blade arts are that strong?"

Big Mouth Ouyang Yu looked utterly shocked.

"Hehe..."

Suddenly, peals of silver-bell laughter drifted from one side, echoing by everyone's ears. It made them feel as though bathed in a spring breeze, as if pure moonlight were shining down upon them, stirring every heart and mind.

Yue Wuxia, a perfect woman dressed in an elegant pale gown, approached from one side with a faint smile. Her crystalline white feet glimmered with a jade-like luster, like a flawless creation...

"This is all a misunderstanding. You are both outstanding talents of the human race, so why must you decide life and death? Losing either one of you would be a misfortune for humanity. The other races are about to emerge—why not compete in some other way?"

Her light, graceful laughter rang beside everyone's ears, drawing their attention to her without them realizing it.

"So it is Moon Fairy!"

The Blade Emperor's tone was calm as he looked at Yue Wuxia. "Since Moon Fairy is here to plead for him, I must give you face. How about this? I have long heard that Young Hero Lu is a Master of Both Blade and Sword. I want him to swear that from this day onward, he will never use a blade again and may only use a sword. Then today's duel will be waived. That is not too much to ask, is it?"

Whoosh!

The surrounding crowd was stunned and began discussing the matter once more.

Make Lu Chen swear never to use a blade again?

To a bladesman, that was simply impossible to accept.

But then again, Lu Chen was a Master of Both Blade and Sword. Even if he did not use a blade, he could still use a sword...

Compared to losing his life, that should be nothing, right?

"What do you think, Young Hero Lu?"

With a smile on her face, Yue Wuxia seemed as radiant as sunlight, enough to ensnare one's mind. She sent a voice transmission: "As long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Find an opportunity later and take it back. You are still young; there is no need to fight so desperately..."

Lu Chen gave her a calm glance, his eyes utterly without ripples.

From the very first time he saw this woman, he had felt something was off.

And now she was helping him for no reason at all...

Lu Chen shook his head. "No need!"

His gaze suddenly turned toward the Blade Emperor. Looking composed, he pressed a hand against his saber hilt and stepped forward, one step at a time. His black robes billowed as his clear voice echoed through the air.

"I still wish to experience the saber emperor of legend for myself!"

"Hm?"

Everyone's eyes widened, each of them finding it unbelievable.

Lu Chen had refused?

He had refused the Moon Fairy's attempt at mediation?

He still wanted to duel the Blade Emperor?

"Young Hero Lu, come back quickly..."

Huangfu Wang was alarmed.

Even the Blade Emperor revealed a look of surprise. He looked at Lu Chen, then suddenly burst into thunderous laughter that echoed throughout the area. "Good, good, good! Now that is what a saber wielder should look like. A saber wielder should rather break than bend. What kind of man hides behind a woman?"

Smiling, he looked toward Yue Wuxia. "Moon Fairy, my apologies. It seems the other party does not appreciate your kindness!"

Yue Wuxia was stunned as well.

Had this Lu Chen gone mad?

Or was he truly confident that he could defeat the Blade Emperor?

What a joke!

Lu Chen was one of the crops she had planted!

If Lu Chen possessed the strength to defeat the Blade Emperor, how was she supposed to harvest him?

Besides, Lu Chen could not possibly defeat the Blade Emperor...

"Young Hero Lu, please reconsider. I know you are a rare genius, but your foundation is still too shallow, isn't it..."

Yue Wuxia forced a smile as she walked forward with graceful, swaying steps, slender and enchanting.

"No need!"

Lu Chen's tone was indifferent. Staring at the Blade Emperor, he said, "You just said I was worthy of making you use your saber. Draw it!"