He could die at any instant; at every instant, he would not die.
Sword State · [Heart Armor]
So long as your Meridian Tree had not burned to ash.
All that could be touched stopped before the sword.
When Yan Feiqing's blazing-white, dangerous eyes were mere inches away, Pei Ye touched that [Bare Heart, Revealed Blade] once more within three breaths.
Three feet was the distance between the two swordsmen.
Yan Feiqing struck; Pei Ye countered. Yan Feiqing struck again; Pei Ye pierced the flaw in the Limitless Sword Force. Yan Feiqing struck a third time; Pei Ye knocked his sword to the ground.
Yan Feiqing seized his wrist, and thunder knocked the boy's sword away.
Before the sword hit the ground, a damp streak of grassy green flashed with light, leaving a cut neither deep nor shallow across Yan Feiqing's neck.
The sword swept lightly through the air and returned to Pei Ye's left hand from behind him.
The three breaths ended.
Silence held on the platform for three breaths. Yan Feiqing released his grip and retreated three steps.
"I lost," he said evenly.
Chapter 825: Know This Sword, in Tribute to My Master
Pei Ye twirled his sword, lowered his eyes, and sheathed it.
He said nothing. For one thing, True Qi was pouring swiftly from his Dantian, rescuing his wounded, exhausted body; for another, he was feeling the lingering resonance of [Bare Heart, Revealed Blade], which had departed once again, and was somewhat dazed.
Defeating Yan Feiqing meant something to him; defeating Yan Feiqing with this Mindscape meant a great deal.
Silence surrounded the Winter Sword Platform before it gradually began to stir. Far away came excited shouts, his name, cheers... He looked up and swept a smiling glance over the spectators whose faces he could not