Who was that?
Were there actually saber experts like this among the Dragon Guard? Could it be Jiang Duanxian, the Military Sima commanding the Demon Division of the Yu Unit?
Three Sabers of Duanxian—no one could see them. If someone did, they would be left as broken as a snapped string!
Heng Feijing looked toward the source of that saber intent, his face filled with anticipation, only to see two youths about his age, dressed in the black battle uniforms of the Dragon Guard, approaching him.
Not Jiang Duanxian?
The youth on the right had handsome, striking features, a perfect face, and a roguish smile. Even his thick eyebrows rippled softly, curving like a crescent moon hanging bright in the night sky, as if they carried a smile of their own. A saber scar ran almost from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth. Yet rather than making him look ugly, it gave his face an indescribable allure.
But there was no saber intent about him. He was not Heng Feijing's target.
The youth on the left had glossy black hair hanging over his head, slanting, heroic brows, and long, narrow black eyes that concealed a sharp glint. His thin lips were lightly pursed, and his angular features framed a tall, slender build that was powerful without being rugged. He resembled a cold blade in the dead of night—aloof and solitary, yet arrogantly imposing. Though he had yet to make a move, he already radiated a domineering force that looked down upon heaven and earth.
That was him! Heng Feijing's emotions surged, and his eyes flashed like lightning.
"Yu Unit Divine Division, Qin Shuang!"
"Yellow Unit Electric Division, Heng Feijing!"
No further words were needed. A fierce saber aura surged from both men. Fight! Fight! Fight!
Heng Feijing drew his saber. It was actually a broken saber.
The broken saber was short, with a steel ring at the end of its hilt, presumably allowing for some variation when wielding it. Its blade was clear as ice crystals, while four shocking diagonal bloodstains marred the broken edge—marks left behind by the countless evil men and traitors it had slain.
The saber was called Tiger Break!
Qin Shuang also gripped the hilts of Yong'an and Changning, but he did not draw them.
Drawing the saber was also the essence of the Dream Slaying Saber Technique.
The two men's auras continued rising until they reached their peaks almost simultaneously.
"Clang!" Yong'an was unsheathed. Vermilion Bird Slash!
The saber's shadow flew in all directions, its radiance spreading like the wings of a Vermilion Bird. It blotted out the sky and descended in an overwhelming wave. At that moment, heaven and earth lost all color in Heng Feijing's eyes, leaving only darkness.
Many people present had practiced the Dream Slaying Saber Technique, but after seeing Qin Shuang's very first move, every one of them could not help feeling ashamed of themselves.
Cold! Proud! Powerful! Unmatched! And this was only Qin Shuang's first strike!
Heng Feijing stood firm, calm as a mountain. Only when the saber wind sliced painfully into his skin did he raise his hand and slash back. Tiger Break rose from below, moving against the wind!
The fourth style of the Seven Styles of Heavenly Saber—Heaven and Earth Split Open!
"Clang!" The two sabers collided violently, scattering countless sparks. Heng Feijing shattered the darkness with one strike, and light returned to the earth!
Qin Shuang naturally did not think he could defeat Heng Feijing with one move. Changning in his left hand had already followed up, slicing, stabbing, chopping, and hacking in one fluid motion.
Before the saber momentum could weaken, Heng Feijing sank his wrist and knocked Changning aside with Tiger Break's hilt. Then he shook his saber and unleashed the second style of the Seven Styles of Heavenly Saber—Endless Regret! Its continuous saber momentum struck straight at Qin Shuang.
In terms of saber speed, Qin Shuang might not match Xiao Ding. But when it came to an unending offensive, he had never seen anyone more persistent than himself!
The moment the Dream Slaying Saber Technique's Kirin Battle Break appeared, saber radiance scattered like falling rain, seemingly without end.
"Cling, clang, clang! Clang, clang, clang!" The two sabers collided again and again, producing a series of ear-piercing impacts.
The onlookers kept retreating. It was not merely because of the grating noise, but also because the sharp saber radiance flying in all directions tore their clothes and skin.
If they did not retreat, they would be injured!
On the practice ground, only flashes of saber light could be seen; the figures of the combatants were nowhere to be found. Watching the sand and dust whipped up by the fierce battle, everyone arrived at the same conclusion: the younger generation really was fiercer than the last!
No one knew how many moves they had exchanged. Qin Shuang and Heng Feijing had both entered a wondrous state, forgetting both themselves and the outside world, with only the conviction that they were invincible remaining!
"That was satisfying! Take this move too!" As his voice fell, Heng Feijing leaped into the air. Heavenly Saber intent burst from his body, carrying boundless fury.
A gigantic phoenix formed from countless streaks of saber radiance condensed in midair, its power sweeping through the heavens.
The final style of the Seven Styles of Heavenly Saber—Seize Love with a Saber!
Looking at the saber-radiance phoenix in the sky, Qin Shuang sensed the grief and fury filling Heng Feijing's chest. He did not understand where that anger came from, but he deeply felt the power contained in this move.
"Good!" Qin Shuang clenched his teeth. He held Yong'an horizontally before him, blue radiance covering his entire body. Mocking Wind's Howl!
Mocking Wind's Howl was the secret technique passed down exclusively through the hereditary families of the Dragon Guard. It allowed the user to briefly enter a wondrous state. In that state, a Dragon Guard could wield the Dream Slaying Saber Technique with greater ease and fluidity, while its power would also become stronger.
Qin Shuang gripped the saber with both hands and briefly gathered his strength. Then he repeatedly flipped and slashed from left and right, striking directly at the saber-radiance phoenix with Suppressing Gluttony.
Yong'an carried unrivaled force as it blasted apart the saber-radiance phoenix's attack from both "wings." Immediately afterward, the sharp and fierce strike of Kun Peng Leap shattered the phoenix's "body." Finally, Yong'an seemed to merge with Qin Shuang's arm as the killing move Vermilion Bird Drinks the Sun met the phoenix's "head." Needle met wheat awn, and force met force!
Heng Feijing's entire being had merged into this sequence of moves. Thousands upon thousands of saber shadows converged into the final strike, with all the saber radiance focused on a single point, like a phoenix's beak pecking at a dragon, splitting metal and stone.
Qin Shuang's saber was born from his heart, moving with his intent. The instant his thought arose, the saber radiance had already arrived. With every gesture, all his saber intent gathered into a single move. Killing intent and saber intent, arrogance and talent—all were brought to the utmost perfection in this strike!
"Clang!" Amid the powerful collision that rang through the clouds, Tiger Break flew from Heng Feijing's grasp. Yong'an, carrying the momentum of the blow, slashed toward Heng Feijing, seemingly about to cleave him in two.
Suddenly, Yong'an shattered!
It turned out that during its earlier clashes with Tiger Break, Yong'an had already been unable to bear the burden, developing crack after crack. Finally, under the powerful saber intent of Qin Shuang's Vermilion Bird Drinks the Sun and Heng Feijing's Seize Love with a Saber, it could endure no longer and broke into pieces.
However, Vermilion Bird Drinks the Sun still left a deep bloody scar from Heng Feijing's brow to the tip of his nose.
Qin Shuang held the hilt that was all that remained of Yong'an and slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. A surge of heat traveled through his entire body from his dantian, finally gathering at his spiritual platform. At that moment, Qin Shuang felt his mind clearer than ever before!
Heng Feijing was no less impressive. Surging power flowed through the meridians and acupoints throughout his body, and there was no sign of exhaustion from the battle.
Relying on the tempering of this battle, both of them had formally entered the Postnatal Peak realm!
"I lost!" Heng Feijing admitted readily.
"No, I only had the advantage of a secret technique. How about we call it a draw?" Qin Shuang said with a smile.
Heng Feijing looked into Qin Shuang's clear eyes, which were filled with sincerity. "All right!"
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