Shocking Swan Sword Art and Startled Swan Sword Formula

"Once signed and sealed, there's no going back!"

Zhao Yuanling's voice rang out in the open space outside the Alchemy Chamber, carrying a sense of triumph over his successful scheme.

The disciples behind him, who appeared to be his attendants, had already begun clearing out the nearest arena, clearly afraid that Ye An might change his mind.

The news spread faster than the wind.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the arena outside the Alchemy Chamber had already been surrounded by many disciples of the Hanging Sword Sect, who gathered in twos and threes, their eyes constantly shifting back and forth between Ye An and Zhao Yuanling.

"I heard that Senior Brother Zhao is going to make a bet with someone? Is that true?"

"They've even brought out the Mystic-Pattern Cold Iron, how could it be fake?"

"That kid is also at the Qi Condensation? He doesn't look like it."

Everyone looked at Ye An and found that Ye An not only did not carry a sword, but he was also not wearing the basic clothing of their Hanging Sword Sect.

Where did this person come from?

"I'm not sure, but Senior Sister Lin brought them, so their skill level shouldn't be too bad... right?"

"It's too late! Among his peers, there are very few who can withstand thirty moves from Senior Brother Zhao's 'Shocking Swan Sword Art'!"

Opinions vary, and everyone has their own perspective.

Everyone was speculating about who was stronger and who was weaker, but one person lowered his voice and said something.

"However, I heard that Senior Brother Zhao is the eldest son of the Zhao Family in the neighboring Xiyun Prefecture. The martial arts forces in Xiyun Prefecture are much weaker than those in our Cangwu Prefecture, but the Zhao Family has a seventy-year-old Gathered Origin Realm ancestor in charge, making them the dominant force there. This piece of Mystic-Pattern Cold Iron was prepared for him by his Lineage and was originally intended to be forged into a Mystic Grade weapon. Before the work even started, he took it out to gamble."

Those nearby who overheard this clicked their tongues and shook their heads. "I'm mortal enemies with gambling and drugs!"

Ye An had good hearing and caught a few snippets of the conversation, but didn't pay much attention.

Lin Wanyue didn't stop Ye An from going on stage. Her previous collaborations had taught her that Ye An wasn't the reckless type. He was stronger than her, so his willingness to go on stage meant he was confident.

"Be careful, his master is Zhou Tianhe, the third son of Xuanjian, known in the martial arts world as the Amazing Swan Swordsman. Zhao Yuanling has learned his unique Swordsmanship, the Startled Swan Sword Formula and the Shocking Swan Sword Art!"

Ye An nodded and replied, "Okay."

This kind of Qi Condensation Martial Artist with corresponding Martial Arts techniques is the kind of opponent he needs right now.

Zhao Yuanling's smile faded for a moment, then returned to normal. "My friend, it's not too late to admit defeat now, otherwise it would be troublesome if you got hurt!"

After saying that, he pointed the tip of his sword at Ye An.

For him, he was certain of winning this competition, so Zhao Yuanling didn't care what Ye An's surname or given name was at all.

Ye An chuckled, showing no fear whatsoever. "I thank you in advance for the Mystic-Pattern Cold Iron."

Zhao Yuanling's smile vanished completely, and he remained silent.

Zhao Yuanling drew the sword from the tiger's mouth hilt. The sword was long and slender, and the edge gleamed with a cold light. It was a Spirit Grade- level sword.

With a flick of his wrist, the tip of his sword dipped half an inch, and his aura suddenly pressed down on Ye An. The first move was the opening stance of the "Shocking Swan Sword Art." He lowered the tip of his sword slightly, took a step forward, and the sword light was delivered in an instant.

Seeing this, Ye An 'Dantian Qi Vortex propelled his True Qi directly out, quickly gathering in his right palm, where a pale blue halo appeared. This was the True Qi condensation of the Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm, and the surrounding airflow had begun to press down.

Thud--

As their palms clashed, two beams of blue and white light exploded at the point of impact, sending shockwaves spreading to both sides and raising a thin layer of ash from the ground.

Ye An remained motionless, but Zhao Yuanling's swordplay was slightly jolted by the impact.

Zhao Yuanling frowned slightly; this was only the first strike! His sword would only grow stronger!

The second sword followed closely, slicing in from the side. The Sword Qi glided through the air, its edge scraping the ground and leaving a shallow mark.

Ye An followed with his left hand, striking out with both palms simultaneously. Pale blue True Qi shone from his palms at the same time, and the true True Qi formed by the two Palm Force strikes overlapped in front of him to form an invisible barrier. As the True Qi layered, the Sword Qi collided with it, emitting a deep roar, like waves crashing against a dam, splashing up countless tiny light spots. The palm barrier only trembled for a moment before returning to its stable state.

After ten moves, Zhao Yuanling's sword became faster and faster. The sword energy of the "Shocking Swan Sword Art" was layered, and the sword light was as dense as a sudden rain. Each sword was wrapped with solid True Qi. On the open ground of the special stone arena, seven or eight shallow grooves had been cut out by the Sword Qi, and countless stone chips flew everywhere.

Ye An stood still from beginning to end, alternately pushing out his palms. The blue True Qi in his palms flickered uncertainly. Each palm strike represented the dissipation of a Sword Qi. When the palms and swords collided, the True Qi of both sides exploded and the air waves splashed everywhere!

Zhao Yuanling's sword strikes continued to accelerate, while Ye An's "Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm" seemed like an unbreakable barrier, and Zhao Yuanling's sword grew heavier with each strike.

Zhao Yuanling's face darkened, and his swordplay suddenly changed. The Sword Qi that had been accumulating in front of him contracted and compressed at this moment, then piled up at an even faster speed than before. It was like waves crashing against the rocks on the beach, each strike heavier and faster than the last!

With the support of the exclusive internal True Qi of the "Startled Swan Sword Formula", the sword momentum of the "Shocking Swan Sword Art" is layered, and by the third sword, the power and speed have more than doubled!

The sword light flashed through the air, leaving a pale white afterimage.

A disciple in the audience exclaimed in surprise, "The Threefold Startled Swan! Senior Brother Zhao has mastered it!"

"Can the opponent block this sword strike?!"

Zhao Yuanling unleashed his full power with this sword strike, three Sword Qi intersecting and overlapping, covering almost all of Ye An's possible retreat directions. Since you like to block? Then take this sword strike!

He used almost all his strength in that sword strike.

Many people in the audience breathed a sigh of relief for Ye An.

Ye An watched as the sword light, which had overlapped three times, hurtled through the air, carrying a sharp whistling sound, heavier than all the sword moves he had blocked before combined.

Ye An began to reveal the true Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm.

His True Qi surged from his Dantian, and with the help of the Qi Vortex, it poured into his palms along the meridians, causing his palms to glow with a brilliant blue light!

Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm - Mountain-Supporting!

True Qi condensed in front of him to form a thick barrier, and blue light surged like waves on the surface of his palm.

At the same time, another barrier is added on top of it.

Mountain-Bearing!

Above the Mountain-Supporting, another layer was added, forming two barriers in front of him, like cliffs stacked upon peaks.

The sword light struck the first Mountain-Supporting, causing the barrier to shake violently. The blue light shattered and scattered, and forty percent of the Sword Qi was cut off. The remaining sword energy passed through the Mountain-Supporting and struck the second Mountain-Bearing, producing a muffled roar. Several fine cracks appeared on the special stone arena beneath Ye An's feet.

The two barriers dissipated simultaneously, and the blue True Qi in his palm slowly dimmed.

Ye An remained standing in the same spot, without retreating an inch.

A moment of silence fell over the audience.

Someone gasped in disbelief. "He... caught it?"

"Not only did he catch Senior Brother Zhao's Threefold Startled Swan head-on, but he didn't retreat an inch?"

Who exactly is he?

At this moment, someone suddenly spoke up, their voice carrying a hint of surprise after some recognition. "That's the Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm! Martial Arts from the Black Tortoise Hall of the Four Symbols Sect!"

"The Four Symbols Sect?"

"People from the Four Symbols Sect have come to our Hanging Sword Sect to challenge swords?!"

"Senior Brother Zhao, don't be so polite with him!"