This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 602 - 74: Sword Sect’s Counterattack

Chapter 602: Chapter 74: Sword Sect’s Counterattack

Upon the Zhao Wall, images of the ninth Magical Combat fight were being displayed.

It was a small world of grasslands, devoid of any obstacles, boundless as far as the eye could see.

This kind of environment was what Sword Cultivators favored the most.

Because vast and flat airspaces would let them roam and gaze unrivaled.

The situation was indeed such, within the small world, a Sword Sect’s Sword Cultivator whose name had not appeared on the Yellow List was displaying his Flying Sword, pressing his opponent and using them for target practice the entire time.

His name was Jun Xiuyuan, and among the six Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators sent by the Sword Sect this time, his strength could solidly rank within the top three.

While his name had not made it onto the Yellow List, his true combat power was comparable to those around the seventieth position on the list.

However, in his several departures from the sect, he never engaged in trouble, and therefore had not managed to be ranked on the Yellow List, which considers combat achievements as an important measure.

In fact, such Nascent Soul Cultivators with the strength of Yellow List but not ranked could be found across the Seven Domains of the Human Race, though not many, around twenty or thirty could still be found.

Jun Xiuyuan’s opponent was a Dharma Cultivation practitioner, from the Central Heavenly Realm.

This was his first battle and by good fortune, it happened to be in a small world that suited Sword Cultivators.

“A sword breaks ten thousand spells,” although this was merely a proverb representing the pursuit of Sword Cultivators, it indirectly showed that Sword Cultivators indeed had an edge in battles against Spell practitioners.

The reason was simple, be it attack range or casting speed, if the strengths of both sides were not too disparate, the Flying Sword of a Sword Cultivator would always far surpass a Spell practitioner’s spells.

Under these circumstances, Spell practitioners often could only respond passively, falling into the rhythm of Sword Cultivators.

In Magical Combat, rhythm was, without a doubt, of paramount importance.

Just like competitive ball sports in a previous life, once caught in another’s rhythm, turning the tables was not impossible, but it certainly was extremely difficult.

At this moment, Jun Xiuyuan was exploiting the extreme limits of attack range, wielding his Life-bound Sword, the Burst Sword, and ceaselessly assaulting the opposing Dharma Cultivator.

The opponent was inwardly cursing his bad luck.

The two had just landed in this small world and could instantly see each other’s position without obstruction.

Then, both struck simultaneously, one with Flying Sword, the other with spells, heading straight for each other.

But how could the speed of spells compare to that of a Flying Sword?

Separated by a mere five miles, Jun Xiuyuan’s Flying Sword covered four miles, while his spell had only moved one mile before they clashed.

After exchanging blows three times in this manner, Jun Xiuyuan’s Flying Sword was already smacking the face.

Facing this relentless assault of Flying Swords, he was unwilling yet forced to continually shrink his defensive perimeter and retreat.

He knew the adage “a prolonged defense invariably leads to defeat” all too well.

But the problem was that in order to switch from defense to offense, one must first temporarily evade the Flying Sword’s lock-on, buying some precious time to take the initiative.

Unfortunately, the terrain of the grassland gave him no room to turn this disadvantage around.

And so, the Central Heavenly Realm Dharma Cultivator could only watch helplessly, facing a slow death.

In the end, the almost-despondent Spell practitioner could only lament in his heart, “This loss is not due to my lack of fighting ability, but simply unfortunate luck. Well then, I’ll try to hold on a bit longer, if only to drain more of his Spiritual Power.”

…

In the Great Dao Arena, only ten participants are allowed from each domain, but with Seven Domains combined, that amounts to a total of seventy competitors.

And these seventy are all the cream of the crop among the Nascent Soul Cultivators from their respective domains, their strengths reaching their peaks.

None of the battles could be concluded in just a moment; add to that rest periods, and it’s clear that the competition would be a long-drawn-out affair.

Only Cultivators who count years as mere units of time would have the leisure to watch the Great Dao Arena competition without missing a beat.

Within the grassland world.

After half an hour, the Magical Combat finally reached a decisive conclusion.

With a continuous barrage of attacks, Jun Xiuyuan’s Flying Sword found an opening in his opponent from the Central Heavenly Realm and the sword edge aimed straight for his neck.

In the next instant, the sky inverted, the scene shifted, and both men left the grassland world, appearing outside the Mountain and Sea Pillar.

“The ninth Magical Combat, victory goes to the Eastern Domain,” declared King Qing Mei, standing before the two men, and then said to Jun Xiuyuan, “You have a two-hour rest period.”

Before the Zhao Wall, the Cultivators immediately let out a sigh of admiration.

Some were cheering for Jun Xiuyuan’s victory, these were the people from the Eastern Domain.

Some were sighing in pity, naturally, these were the Cultivators from the Central Heavenly Realm.

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And a large group who loved a good spectacle started to make a commotion.

….

Just as there are many flowers, each blooms on its own branch.

Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

Shui Yue Pavilion Master glanced once more at the sealed Causality Tower, about to turn and leave.

The next moment, her footsteps halted.

Because the Causality Tower, tiered like an upturned bamboo shoot, suddenly rippled with layers and layers of ripples.

“Is he about to come out?” Shui Yue Pavilion Master remarked in mild surprise.

Lin Yao showed a look of relief on her face.

With a flicker of light and shadow, a figure appeared before the two women.

The figure had a gaunt, handsome face, eyes full of authority, but his complexion was pale, showing signs of exhaustion.

“Young Master Lu!” Lin Yao’s eyes brightened seeing Lu Qingshan, who seemed to have grown thinner compared to before he entered the tower, and she couldn’t help worrying.

“Many thanks for the generosity of Shui Yue Pavilion Master,” Lu Qingshan saw the Pavilion Master standing before him and hastened to give thanks with a bow.

“To think you weren’t disturbed by the Heart Demon, your willpower is quite firm…” Shui Yue Pavilion Master also began to speak almost at the same time.

Then the middle-aged nun’s speech momentarily paused.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she forcibly suppressed the surprise in her heart, seeking confirmation, “Did you gain something within the Causality Tower?”

Having received a favor, Lu Qingshan did not conceal the truth, “Causality True Intent has broken through to the Unity Realm.”

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