Chapter 70: I came to Seize this Advantage

Sword Dynasty

Volume 1: Great Rebel

Chapter 70: I came to Seize this Advantage

Ding Ning was pursuing a goal; a goal that the young geniuses of Changling could not imagine. He also possessed cultivation experience; ultivation experience they could not comprehend. So, just by gauging the power of the muffled explosion, he was certain that the one involved in the battle was definitely the strongest among the trial participants, He Zhaoxi.

As for the other person, it was definitely one of three people—Zhang Yi, Su Qin, and Nangong Caishu.

When two tigers fought, one of them was bound to be wounded. A rare opportunity had presented itself to him.

He quickly put on the clothes he had dried. He did not even bother to eat the remaining meat, leaving it there. He sprinted towards the explosion.

At this moment, the majority of the gazes on the observation platform were focused on the battle between He Zhaoxi and Nangong Caishu. However, there were still a few gazes that noticed Ding Ning's unusual actions.

For example, Xie Rou.

She found it difficult to understand.

She thought that at a time like this, Ding Ning was relatively weak among these experts, so he should have moved away from the battlefield. But why was he rushing towards the battle at such a high speed?

 

The battle between Nangong Caishu and He Zhaoxi had not ended yet.

Covered by the scattered dust, Nangong Caishu, with trembling arms and wounded hands, once again struggled to stand. The corners of her clothes had turned red and dripped with blood.

In the faint mist, she stared at He Zhaoxi before her. She knew that the power she possessed and her vital energy methods could not defeat He Zhaoxi.

Nevertheless, she still wanted to try.

In this sword trial valley, even cultivators who had reached the Vital Energy Realm could not become a small pool that could gather the primal energies of the universe. Thus, they were unable to replenish their vital energy.

If both sides had exhausted their vital energy, then victory would depend entirely on their physical strength, sword skills, and combat experience.

Nangong Caishu wanted to see if her sword skills and combat experience were as good as He Zhaoxi's. So she spat out some blood mixed with mud and said, “You shouldn't have much vital energy left. Let's use our vital energy in the next attack.”

He Zhaoxi's eyebrows raised slightly.

Nangong Caishu's strength was within his expectations. However, it was her determination and desire to win that ultimately surprised him. However, he was not one to fear a challenge like this.

With a deep breath, he once again raised his sword and nodded silently. Unlike the previous two times, he took the initiative to move and then charge forward.

The Thriving Withering Art he cultivated not only held the mystery of power during the transition between withering and thriving; it could store more vital energy in his energy sea than any other cultivation method. Coupled with his physical strength, even without using vital energy, he could defeat most realm two cultivators. So this was why he was confident of achieving success on the first day.

However, with people like Zhang Yi and Su Qin around, he wanted to conserve some of his vital energy. At this moment, he was relying solely on his physical strength to face Nangong Caishu's challenge. The explosion of his power was astonishing. The place where his feet landed created a crater in the ground. He had only sprinted a distance of a hundred feet, but a terrifying gust of wind had already appeared behind him.

The wind he created formed a moving wall of fallen leaves. He swung his yellow sword forward. The sword essence seemed calm, but agitated and scorching heat spread along the sword's edge. Lines of fire appeared on the wall of dancing leaves that formed in front of him.

Boom! A thunderous sound rang out again.

The fire were amplified by the wind, and the fluttering leaves began to burn fiercely. Under the pressure of his sword energy, the flaming leaves were confined within a small space. As the hot air collided, even greater pressure was created, and a much greater power suddenly emerged.

Several disciples of the Green Vine Sword School understood where this move came from.

“Fire from Withered Wood” was one of the sword forms in the Withered Wood Sword of the Green Vine Sword School. The Withered Wood Sword Manual was one of the most profound sword manuals of the Green Vine Sword School.

He Zhaoxi cultivated the best vital energy method of the Green Vine Sword School, and his swordsmanship manual was also the most profound in the Green Vine Sword School.

On the observation platform, Gu Xichun frowned slightly. He sensed a hint of danger from He Zhaoxi's current appearance.

At the sudden burst of fire in front of her, Nangong Caishu hesitated slightly. But in the next moment, her gaze became determined. She ignored the intense pain from her palm as she touched her sword hilts and gripped the hilts even tighter. She channeled all the vital energy in her body into the two swords in her hands. She swung the scaly metal sword in her right hand, in an unusually straightforward manner, to face the incoming yellow longsword and the blazing ball of fire.

Waves of power erupted from her swords. It was just one sword strike, yet it was like waves crashing down like countless sword strikes. This was her most masterful technique: the City Connection Sword, which pursued nothing but power.

Another loud explosion rang out.

The dried leaves burned into small embers, and the compressed ball of fire finally exploded at this moment.

The straight scaly metal sword suddenly stopped amidst the sparks. As the yellow longsword, its blazing heat flowing through it, struck the scaly metal sword, the latter curved once more. The sword slipped from its master's hand and shot into the air.

When his sword struck Nangong Caishu’s scaly metal sword, He Zhaoxi felt his heart sink. Nangong Caishu let out a howl. He felt a powerful force once again press down on his sword.

This was Nangong Caishu's other sword, a smaller one.

This sword also possessed the same ferocity as the City Connecting Sword Art.

He Zhaoxi shook his head helplessly. The remaining vital energy in his body was channeled without hesitation into his sword. A powerful force collided with the sword in Nangong Caishu's left hand.

Nangong Caishu, already prepared, immediately leaped back. At the same time, her fingers loosened slightly, she leaned back, and tightened her grip on her sword again!

Blood spilled between the hilt and her palm. However, she still held the sword tightly in her hand.

At this moment, she saw He Zhaoxi raise his head. His entire body trembled, his knees bent slightly, and he did not take even a single step back. The yellow sword in his hand only paused in midair for a moment before slashing down at Nangong Caishu again like lightning.

Nangong Caishu swung her sword down hard.

There was a loud bang.

Her sword had not left her hand, but the yellow sword light lowered and slashed past her waist in the collision.

Blood gushed from her waist, her clothes half-drenched.

Nangong Caishu let out a tragic scream and rolled backward.

Her scream was not due to pain, but to intense dissatisfaction and helplessness.

She had managed to force He Zhaoxi to use the vital energy he had been trying to conserve until the very end, but it was not enough. In the end, the sheer difference in strength between the two of them had slowed her down, and she was unable to parry He Zhaoxi's sword.

Although the wound on her waist was not serious or deep, she would not be able to treat it if she continued fighting. The resulting blood loss would render her incapable of fighting, and even cause her to faint.

He Zhaoxi prepared to attack. Out of respect for Nangong Caishu, he did not want her to continue fighting.

Just at this moment, a panting voice rang out. “When I came in, I told you to run if you couldn't win. Why are you so stubborn?”

On the observation platform, Xie Changsheng's gaze had been closely following Nangong Caishu the entire time. Seeing Nangong Caishu bleeding profusely, he became increasingly nervous. Suddenly he realized there was another person not far from Nangong Caishu and He Zhaoxi. After seeing who the figure was, he screamed, an ugly expression on his face. “What is Ding Ning doing here?”

Nangong Caishu also recognized the newcomer from his voice. She initially expressed pleasant surprise, then a look of shock and anger. Her screams were in sync with Xie Changsheng's. “Ding Ning! You've arrived here too? What are you doing here?”

“What is Ding Ning doing here, does he want to take advantage here?”

When they saw Ding Ning at the scene of the battle, that thought gripped many of the onlookers on the observation platform.

“I came here to take advantage of the situation.” Ding Ning confirmed the thoughts of those observing.

He looked at Nangong Caishu and He Zhaoxi with a matter-of-fact expression. “Right now, one of you is already drained of vital energy, and the other is already seriously injured. Isn’t this the best time to take advantage?”

Nangong Caishu wanted to say something in shock and anger, but Ding Ning glanced at her calmly and said, “If you don’t stop your bleeding, I’m afraid even the headmasters of the Green Vine Sword School will stop your trial, and I won’t even be able to take advantage.”

Nangong Caishu was speechless. She still could not understand Ding Ning's actions at this time, but she gritted her teeth and started to stop the bleeding.

Regardless of what happens next, if she did not stop the bleeding, the headmasters of Green Vine Sword School would immediately stop her from this trial.

“You want to help her?” He Zhaoxi, who had been silent since Ding Ning's appearance, seemed to notice something and asked Ding Ning.

Ding Ning shook his head. “The rules don't allow that.”

He Zhaoxi ignored his words and stared intently into Ding Ning's eyes and the remnant sword at his waist. “I’m very happy that she has a friend like you, but you’re too weak.” he said softly.

Overhearing the conversation, Nangong Caishu shouted angrily. “Ding Ning, don't worry about me, run away!”

“Shut up, save your energy. Otherwise, I’ll finish you off first.”

Ding Ning glanced at her, then turned and looked directly at He Zhaoxi.

“We haven’t fought yet, how do you know I can’t win?” he asked calmly.

Nangong Caishu wore an extremely ugly expression, and wanted to attack Ding Ning. However, Ding Ning’s words and tone caused her to suddenly calm down.

“Besides, I’ve already arrived. With my speed and endurance, I won’t be able to escape.”

And Ding Ning's words made her vision darken again and she really wanted to curse.

 

Notes:

This novel is not my work... I just translated it from a Chinese web novel written by Wu Zui

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