Xue Qinghe's Barbed Words, Zhu Zhuqing Hears News of Li Zhexian

The sword light Li Zhexian slashed out seemed beyond this mortal world.

The dome of the Soul Fighting Arena suddenly glittered with starlight, as though his sword had shaken stars down from the heavens.

This blue-violet sword light.

Was adorned with specks of starlight like fireflies.

Brilliant and resplendent, yet also suffused with terrifying killing intent.

Before the sword light even arrived, a chill had already spread through the Soul Fighting Arena.

Some spectators' throats bobbed, yet they could not make a sound; others' legs went weak, nearly collapsing.

Even though the sword light was not aimed at them.

They could still feel the shiver raised on their skin by the sharp aura spilling from it.

As if countless needles had pierced into their marrow!

Yu Tianheng, facing this sword head-on, felt his courage shatter.

Every hair on his body stood on end. In his pupils, shrunk to pinpoints, was reflected that sword light tearing through the air.

The Thunder power he had always taken pride in was as fragile as paper before this sword light.

Screech—!

Thunder was sliced apart, and dragon scales shattered one after another.

Before the sword light had even landed on Yu Tianheng, searing pain had already erupted from the skin on his chest.

The scent of death enveloped him.

Yu Tianheng seemed to hear his heart pounding as though it would burst.

He let out a beastlike roar, and all the Soul Power in his body surged wildly toward his arms like a breached flood.

A Soul Power barrier crackling with Lightning Arc appeared before him.

Under countless horrified gazes.

The sword light struck the barrier.

The sound of shattering stabbed into everyone's ears.

Yu Tianheng's face turned deathly pale as he watched web-like cracks spread wildly across the barrier.

Boom—!

The barrier exploded.

Yu Tianheng was blasted off the arena.

Before he could hit the ground.

A strand of starlit sword light pierced through his shoulder and ribs, pinning him to a wall dozens of meters away.

"Guh..."

Yu Tianheng hung his head as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

His Soul Power was exhausted, and with two critical wounds in his shoulder, ribs, and chest, he was gravely injured and on the verge of death.

The vast Soul Fighting Arena was so silent that a pin drop could be heard.

The blank faces below the stage resembled frozen stone statues.

Many spectators had their mouths wide open, yet not a single sound came out.

One sword!

Truly, one sword!

With one sword, he had defeated the level thirty-nine Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Yu Tianheng!

"Was that Li Zhexian's self-created sword technique?!"

Pufferfish and Snake Lance could not conceal the shock in their voices.

They looked at the White-robed Youth, the only one still standing on the arena.

It was as though they were witnessing a future peerless master of the sword rise before their eyes.

This was no exaggeration.

Even Chen Xin, known as the First Attack Douluo in the world, had not possessed such bearing in his youth.

"What a terrifying sword..."

A strange light flickered in Xue Qinghe's eyes.

Even he felt that the sharpness of that sword would be difficult to withstand.

He quickly turned and headed outside.

Seeing Xue Qinghe in such a hurry.

Pufferfish and Snake Lance followed helplessly.

"Boss!"

Yufeng and Osler rushed out of the private room on the second floor, with the Stone Brothers anxiously following behind them.

Dugu Yan's bewitching emerald eyes lingered on Li Zhexian for a moment. Then she grabbed Ye Lingling, who still had not looked away, and followed as well.

The crowd below surged violently like wheat fields overturned by a hurricane.

The spectators stretched their necks and screamed themselves hoarse, roaring Jian Jiu's name.

It was utter madness.

The Soul Fighting Arena had no choice but to send out dozens of Spirit Masters to maintain order.

Li Zhexian turned a deaf ear to it all.

He waved his hand.

The sword light pinning Yu Tianheng scattered into starlight.

Yu Tianheng fell helplessly, caught by two youths built like black towers.

Li Zhexian saw four youths gathered around Yu Tianheng.

A girl dressed in black, her face veiled in black gauze and blue hair hanging to her waist, summoned a miraculous flower in her palm and began healing Yu Tianheng.

They must be the other members of the Royal Academy Team.

The thought flashed through Li Zhexian's mind.

Another girl, tall and slender with shoulder-length purple hair and emerald light shining from her eyes, looked him up and down. Her red lips curved upward as she said:

"Jian Jiu, do you dare take off your mask?"

Looking at this flirtatious girl, Li Zhexian matched her to a name. He could not be bothered with her and simply turned to leave.

You say take it off, and I should take it off?

Wouldn't that make this aloof swordsman look utterly spineless?

Dugu Yan froze at first.

Then the smile at the corner of her lips grew even brighter.

Her enchanting face became instantly captivating, yet it carried the danger of a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

Li Zhexian reached the backstage area.

He ran straight into Xue Qinghe, who was hurrying toward him.

"Are you all right?"

"I saw the other members of the Royal Academy Team go down."

"I'm fine."

Li Zhexian casually slung an arm around Xue Qinghe's neck.

Pufferfish and Snake Lance's brows twitched fiercely at the sight.

For the next while.

Li Zhexian lived freely and comfortably.

He practiced swordsmanship, fought Soul Battles, and ate with Xue Qinghe.

This day.

The two were fishing at Lotus Lake.

"Jian Jiu has become too famous."

"Many nobles and major families are looking for you."

Xue Qinghe gazed at the calm water and said with a smile:

"I know you dislike such things, so I kept your identity hidden for you."

Li Zhexian lay on his back beside Xue Qinghe, one leg crossed over the other, and lazily replied:

"Qinghe truly knows me."

"By the way..."

Xue Qinghe suddenly turned his head toward Li Zhexian, his tone gaining a trace of oddness.

"Dugu Bo's granddaughter, Dugu Yan, is investigating Jian Jiu. The Nine Heart Begonia Family is also secretly asking about you."

"Li Zhexian, I couldn't tell. When did you start attracting their attention?"

Whoosh—

A fish took the bait.

Normally, Xue Qinghe would have happily shown off to Li Zhexian.

But today, for some reason, even the fish on the hook displeased Xue Qinghe.

Li Zhexian sat up and asked in confusion:

"Dugu Yan? The Nine Star Begonia Family?"

"Why are they asking about me? I'm not familiar with either of them."

"Who knows."

Xue Qinghe said blandly:

"The Dugu Family and the Nine Heart Begonia Family hold unusual standing within the Heaven Dou Empire."

"Even I cannot easily stop them from doing as they please."

"You should look out for yourself. Sooner or later, they'll come looking for you."

Li Zhexian frowned.

"Then what are they doing now?"

Xue Qinghe pressed his lips together. He removed the fish biting the hook and tossed it into the bucket with neither too much nor too little force, splashing Li Zhexian all over.

"You can't even wait that long?"

"The Royal Academy Team has gone to the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena."

"Just wait."

At those words.

Li Zhexian's eyes flickered.

The Suotuo City Great Soul Arena?

At this point in the timeline, the Royal Academy Team and the Shrek Seven Devils would indeed have a clash.

I wonder how Sister Zhuqing is doing.

At this moment.

At the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena.

An intense seven-person team Soul Battle had come to an end.

The Shrek Seven Devils had defeated the Imperial Dou Team from the Imperial City.

"Is this all the Imperial City Great Soul Arena has to offer?"

Ma Hongjun folded his arms and looked down on the seven members of the Imperial Dou Team. His gaze especially lingered on the dispirited Yu Tianheng as he said:

"I heard you were the genius who earned a Silver Badge the fastest?"

"Looks pretty ordinary to me."

The Stone Brothers helped Yu Tianheng to his feet. Yufeng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Don't get cocky."

"If our captain hadn't been seriously injured and still recovering, you would have lost without a doubt."

Tang San said calmly:

"No matter what excuse you make, the fact is that you lost."

"If we fought again, you would still lose."

Dai Mubai glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, who stood at the edge drinking Wine silently, then stepped forward and said to Yu Tianheng:

"Even one-on-one, my Evil Eye White Tiger would definitely defeat you."

Yu Tianheng held his chest, his gaze moving from Tang San to Dai Mubai and then Ma Hongjun.

"It's true that you won."

"I won't make excuses."

"But..."

"Your information is rather outdated."

"I'm no longer the fastest Spirit Master to earn a Silver Badge at the Imperial City Great Soul Arena."

"Before fighting you, I had already lost to Jian Jiu of the Imperial City."

"He used only one sword."

"If you think you're so capable, then go challenge him."

Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others' expressions stiffened.

Zhu Zhuqing's motion of raising Wine to her lips halted, and her heart began beating faster against her will.

The Imperial City?

Jian Jiu?

Could it be Li Zhexian...?

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