Chapter 43: An Ruojun Begins to Feel Something Is Amiss

Qin Wudi swung his sword down, his divine power matchless.

His entire body was surrounded by an exaggerated amount of sword qi that swarmed toward the young boy standing before him.

The giant sword descended, causing an instantaneous explosion of Spiritual Qi.

Qin Wudi watched the rampaging sword qi with a look of relative satisfaction.

However, once the dust settled and his vision cleared, the expected scene of defeat did not appear.

Qin Wudi saw the handsome, elegant youth still full of energy, not even slightly out of breath.

The Yin-Yang Bagua Diagram slowly rotated in front of Mo Huaiyu.

“Go!”

As his finger pointed forward, the Yin-Yang Diagram transformed into two fish — one black and one white — that lunged toward the massive giant.

Qin Wudi’s expression remained indifferent.

His massive body, composed of sword qi, gave a slight shudder, instantly shattering the two fish into tiny particles of light.

Mo Huaiyu’s fingers moved rapidly.

His two fair, delicate hands suddenly clapped together, and a Dharma Seal emerged.

The tiny particles of light transformed into a school of fish that swam across the surface of the sword qi giant, constantly gnawing at its body.

“Insignificant tricks!”

Sword qi exploded from Qin Wudi, instantly shredding the fish on his body back into particles of light.

However, the light particles transformed into fish once more.

As more and more fish adhered to his body, the circulation of his Spiritual Power began to suffer.

No matter what move Qin Wudi used, he could not break the technique.

Forced into a corner, he had no choice but to withdraw from the sword qi giant.

At that moment, the young man’s aura sharply declined.

In this exchange, Mo Huaiyu had gained the upper hand.

“Whoa!”

The Martial Stage immediately broke out into a massive uproar.

“I didn’t see that wrong, did I? That kid actually forced back Senior Brother Qin!?”

“Someone in the Dao Platform Realm can actually push someone in the Faxiang Realm to this point!”

An Ruoxi watched the boy and saw that he was unharmed.

The heart that had been hanging in her throat slowly settled.

Junior Brother Mo always managed to bring her surprises.

Unconsciously, it seemed as if only the boy’s small figure remained within her bright, beautiful eyes.

An Ruojun crossed her arms, highlighting her impressive figure, and said in a surprised tone, “Is this brat really that strong?”

Last time in Tianshui City, one could argue that he only defeated the Cave-Heaven Realm opponent because Ruoxi had already beaten them to near death, allowing Mo Huaiyu to steal the kill.

But this time, Qin Wudi, whose cultivation was undeniably solid, had actually been forced out of his Dharma Idol.

Xia Qingluan’s beautiful eyes also flickered with a strange light.

As she had expected, this Junior Brother was definitely extraordinary.

It seemed she would have to find a way to win over this little guy.

If she could bring him over to her side, he would be of great use in the future.

No one noticed the peculiar glint that flashed through Xia Qingluan’s eyes.

“Not a bad move, but this is where it ends!”

Qin Wudi stood in mid-air.

In the next moment, the sword qi giant collapsed with a bang, transforming into a sky full of sword qi.

Mo Huaiyu did not doubt the power of this overwhelming sword qi for a second.

He certainly couldn’t take it head-on, but then again, who said he had to?

“**Ten Thousand Swords Transforming into Ocean**!”

Mo Huaiyu’s impression of a Sword Cultivator was their speed.

Their attacks had almost no wind-up, starting practically at frame zero with no wasted movement.

Hundreds of sword qi descended, exploding like bombs.

They continuously bombarded the area where he stood.

This time, Mo Huaiyu had no means to meet the attack directly and was forced to dodge awkwardly.

“Hiss! Ow, ow, ow!”

Although his footwork was agile and he moved quickly, it was difficult to deal with the sword qi filling the sky.

A strand of sword qi grazed his shoulder, instantly tearing his clothes and revealing his pale, milky skin.

A faint luster flowed over his skin; there was no wound, but he still felt the pain.

“It seems you are only at this level.”

A cold sneer curled onto the corner of Qin Wudi’s mouth.

Just now, the kid had simply been lucky that his move happened to counter the Dharma Idol.

But now, it was time to end this.

In the next moment, Qin Wudi pressed his hands downward.

A dazzling sword light filled everyone’s vision as thousands of sword qi surged out at once, instantly submerging the entire Martial Arts Arena.

Seeing this, the disciples fell silent.

Against such a blow, he had likely lost.

However, what happened next shocked everyone.

The young boy stood on the dilapidated Martial Stage.

His hair was messy, his small face was slightly dirty, and his clothes were torn, but his body was completely unharmed.

His eyes were even filled with a bright light.

‘This… this isn’t scientific! Oh wait, this isn’t metaphysical!’

‘Good heavens! Is this Junior Brother even human? He took a hit from the Faxiang Realm head-on and nothing happened!?’

‘You… poke me with a stick. Is this real!?’

A glimmer of light appeared on Mo Huaiyu’s forehead, and the illusory image of a pair of giant, slender hands protected his body.

‘Could this be the Yaotian Empress?’

This thought surfaced in An Ruoxi’s mind.

Thinking carefully, it made sense.

As the younger brother of the Empress, how could Junior Brother Mo not have some protective measures?

With the Empress’s methods, let alone the Faxiang Realm, even if someone in the Creation Realm came, the boy wouldn’t necessarily even break a sweat.

Seeing that the boy was unharmed, An Ruojun slowly let out a breath.

“Seriously, since this brat has the protection of the Empress, why didn’t he say so earlier? He made me worry for nothing… Ahem!”

Noticing Xia Qingluan’s gaze on her, she quickly shut her mouth.

Hearing An Ruojun’s words, a hint of worry surfaced in Xia Qingluan’s heart.

Over the past few days, Ruojun had been mentioning this Junior Brother in front of her constantly. Could it be that Ruojun…?

‘No way…’

But remembering Ruojun’s words just now, Xia Qingluan didn’t dare think further.

Two of the three rounds had passed. If he could hold out for one more, Mo Huaiyu would win.

Thinking of this, Qin Wudi’s eyes darkened.

He immediately opened his mouth and spat out a Spirit Bead.

The bead emitted a sharp sword qi.

It was a Sword Ball condensed from sword qi! Furthermore, this particular Sword Ball was even more terrifying.

As soon as the Sword Ball appeared, sword qi whistled out, reaching a scale of 100 feet in the blink of an eye.

The surrounding rubble was ground into powder by the force.

Boom!

The sword qi pierced the sky.

Qin Wudi intended to use this single sword to completely defeat the boy before him.

“Cut him down!”

Qin Wudi roared.

The Sword Ball, carrying an enormous amount of sword qi, crashed down.

“Hehe, I was waiting for this move!”

Mo Huaiyu looked up at the terrifying momentum of the descending Sword Ball.

A cold expression curled onto his lips.

Boom!

A storm of sword qi erupted, even causing a slight ripple in the space itself.

The power of this sword made countless disciples’ scalps tingle.

Could this Junior Brother withstand it this time?

“Brat, this is the price of overestimating yourself.”

Qin Wudi was extremely confident in this attack.

He had just started to sneer when the smile froze on his face in the next instant.

The boy stood in place, completely unharmed, and he was actually playing with the Sword Ball in his hand!

Countless disciples stood dumbfounded.

Today, they all began to doubt if their years of cultivation had been in vain. Was this kid even human!?

An Ruoxi, An Ruojun, and Xia Qingluan were equally stunned as they stared at the unharmed boy.

“Now, I’ll give this back to you.”

Mo Huaiyu weighed the Sword Ball in his hand and then blew a breath onto it.

The Sword Ball that had just been attacking him with full force suddenly turned around and launched a counter-attack!

Qin Wudi’s expression changed drastically.

He immediately tried to control the Sword Ball with his mind, only to find that his connection to it had been completely severed.

Qin Wudi released countless strands of sword qi to intercept the Sword Ball, attempting to obliterate it.

However, it was useless.

“Drink!”

Qin Wudi roared, the Spiritual Qi in his body exploding without reservation as he fought back desperately.

Boom!

The Sword Ball whistled through the air, and all of his sword qi collapsed.

Bang!

The Sword Ball slammed into Qin Wudi’s chest.

Pfft!

A mouthful of blood sprayed from Qin Wudi’s mouth.

In the next moment, his figure was sent flying back like a cannonball, crashing violently into the ground.