The So-Called Genius

The high platform above the spectator stands.

As the two sides of the match entered the arena, the many figures standing on the platform began to converse.

"Tang Yao is as sharp as ever..."

"I just wonder how much she can wear down Ye Li?"

The teachers on the high platform watched the scene below nervously, their voices even quieter than before.

The aura strength of both sides was roughly the same as the information on the preview screen.

Tang Yao's Martial Arts Level was peak Second-Tier Level Six, and she had awakened B-Grade Martial Arts Talent [True Self Sword Heart].

Ye Li's Martial Arts Level was barely Second-Tier Level One, and his Martial Arts Talent section showed "None yet."

The difference in level alone created a huge gap in their physical strength, not to mention factors like martial skills and combat experience.

Ye Li had almost no chance of winning.

Therefore, the teachers' discussion naturally shifted from "who will win" to "how much stamina Ye Li can deplete from Tang Yao."

The middle-aged elder from the Qingshan Sword Pavilion watched the scene below and nodded slightly, inwardly quite satisfied with Tang Yao's swordsmanship attainments.

At this growth rate, in a few years, the young girl would be able to advance to Fourth-Tier and be qualified to receive the sword path baptism of past pavilion masters in the Sword Pavilion's secret collection...

But before that, he needed to find a good martial arts university to cultivate her.

The Qingshan Sword Pavilion was, after all, a sect. Although its resources were abundant, it lacked martial artists of the same generation who could spar with Tang Yao.

Thinking of this, he looked at the vigorous, white-haired old man beside him and carefully began to speak:

"Elder Yu, in your opinion, can our Sword Pavilion's Young Pavilion Master pursue advanced studies at your Fengyun University?"

"Naturally."

Yu Weng from Fengyun University glanced at him and chuckled, "This young girl, at such a tender age, already possesses the aura of swordsmanship. In time, she will surely become another excellent Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion."

"If she participates in the Martial Arts Exam normally, she will definitely be able to get into Fengyun University."

As if fearing the middle-aged elder wouldn't believe him, Yu Weng added with a smile, "If she can't get in, feel free to come find me. I, Yu Weng, will make up for it."

The Sword Pavilion elder remained silent and withdrew his gaze.

What he meant by his earlier words was that he wanted the other party to use the privileges of a Senior Teacher to directly admit Tang Yao.

Receiving a recommendation from Fengyun University would mean Tang Yao would receive a portion of the school's most precious resources.

Only then would her future be boundless.

But the other party had clearly avoided his intention by saying she could get in through "normal participation in the Martial Arts Exam."

He most likely wanted to observe Tang Yao's performance further before making a judgment...

With that thought, the Sword Pavilion elder let out a cold snort.

Then watch closely.

The top-tier sword genius of this era is on the battle stage below!

On the battle stage.

Looking at the indifferent young man in black opposite her.

Tang Yao's clear and beautiful eyes were filled with overflowing confidence.

Even if the opponent could single-handedly defeat over a hundred First-Tier martial artists, in her eyes, he was nothing!

"People nowadays are so confident..."

The young man muttered to himself, "Or is it that all so-called geniuses are like this?"

If that's the case, he really should seek out such geniuses to make enemies of in the future.

Ye Li made up his mind, then casually said, "I'm the challenger? Don't cry secretly when you lose later."

"Your assumption is meaningless."

Tang Yao gripped her saber, her True Qi circulating rapidly within her body, and said calmly, "Because I will never lose."

"Also."

As she spoke, she slowly pushed her saber out of its sheath with her thumb, her eyes turning cold: "I will let you know how ridiculous your current thoughts are in the face of my talent."

Ye Li's eyebrows twitched, and a smile devoid of any warmth appeared on his lips:

"If you can do it, then come and try."

Originally, it was for Malice Points, but now he was genuinely a little angry.

In Tang Yao's eyes, Ye Li saw confidence and contempt, but not the slightest respect for him.

This made him very angry.

Even though I'm so awesome, I still know to be polite when I'm out and about. Even if there's a conflict, I'll find my own way to resolve it with the other person.

Fine, a Sword Dao genius, huh?

Ye Li here likes to beat up bratty girls like you who have no manners!

The next second, the referee's voice rang out at the opportune moment: "The match begins!"

BOOM! --

The instant the battle cry sounded, a thunderous roar that echoed throughout the entire arena erupted from the ground!

Tang Yao's figure transformed into a streak of blinding white light, charging directly towards Ye Li!

A Second-Tier precious martial skill, Lightning Flash!

They say a great reputation isn't without substance. As a Sword Dao genius, the young girl had clearly practiced this martial skill to an extremely high level!

Her saber sliced through the air at an unbelievable speed, slashing down towards Ye Li!

"..."

Ye Li gripped his spear, True Qi surging within him. In an instant, he unleashed the Heavenly Dipper Void-Treading Technique.

She's a top contender at Second-Tier Level Six, while I'm just a noob who's barely entered Second-Tier Level One.

The difference in levels is quite significant. Logically, I should fight cautiously.

But Ye Li wouldn't have it. If he's angry, he should act angry. Otherwise, he'll easily be mistaken for a pushover.

In a flash, rolling, ethereal white mist surged around him, making his body appear somewhat transparent.

The moment his feet landed in the Heavenly Dipper steps.

The saber slashed down through the air, only to scatter a sky full of shattered white mist.

Under Tang Yao's slightly solemn gaze, Ye Li let out a cold laugh. He violently swung his pitch-black great spear in a wide arc.

The spear shaft carved a clear and striking dragon scale pattern through the air.

The momentum was immense. On the cold, gleaming spearhead, a light seemed to flash as it swung down like a dragon towards Tang Yao!

HUMMM! --

Amidst a resonant sword cry, Tang Yao blocked the attack with her saber. A colossal sword phantom, several dozen feet tall, rose from the ground, standing majestically and exuding an unshakeable sense of gravitas!

However, a dragon's might can shatter mountains.

BOOM!! --

The great spear slammed down like Mount Tai crushing an egg, creating a piercing sound as it broke through the air. The giant sword phantom opposing it, under the impact of this terrifying force, exploded into pieces!

For a moment, sword energy crisscrossed the arena, debris flew through the air, and the entire combat stage trembled violently!

Tang Yao herself was sent flying backward with a crash, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, her jade hand gripping the saber trembling uncontrollably.