C17 The last fight of the family competition

The next day, there was a sea of people beneath the martial arts practice field as the sounds of discussion grew louder and louder.

A short while later, the leaders of the Yan family walked up to the stands and sat down.

Yan Lingyun said, "Everyone, be quiet!"

With these words spoken, everyone knew that the final battle of the Clan Martial Meet was about to begin, and the most exciting show was about to come. All of them stopped talking and waited with full attention.

When Yan Lingyun saw that the crowd had quieted down, she turned her head to Yan Yun and said, "Alright, Uncle Yun, it's time to announce the start of the fight!"

Old Man Yan Yun continued performing the "TIyun Zong" art. He flew up onto the stage, knocked on the cloud wall, and said in a clear voice, "I hereby announce that the last match of the Family Martial Meet will be Yan Qiuyu against the strongest disciple of the Yan family — — Yan Ling!"

"Please come on stage!"

Before the sound of his voice faded, the crowd only felt a blur in front of them. After which, a figure stood proudly on the stage.

Suddenly, a burst of cheers came from the audience:

"Mmm, Yanling is indeed worthy of being the number one expert among the younger generation in our clan. A jade tree swaying in the wind, a deep and deep mountain; it is indeed magnificent!"

"That's right. When he went up on stage, his body emitted a faint glow of spiritual energy. It can be seen that his swordsmanship had improved by a lot, and his control over spiritual energy had also risen to a whole new level!"

"Yeah, I think Eldest Young Master won't be easy to deal with this time!"

"Shh! Look! The young master Yan Qiuyu is on stage!"

Before he finished his sentence, he saw a flash of green smoke. Yan Qiuyu had already landed on the stage, and cupped her hands towards Yan Ling, "Brother Yanling, please!"

Yan Ling bowed back, "Brothers, we have never been close!"

Yan Qiuyu laughed, "After this battle, us brothers will drink three hundred cups. What do you think?"

Yanling shook his head. Some people in the audience began to whisper, "Yup, this Yanling has always been so open-minded. Why is he acting so narrow-mindedly today?"

Yan Ling said slowly, "My sword, if I used it with all my strength, even I would not be able to completely control it. So after this battle, I wonder if my brother and you will still exist in this world!"

Yan Qiuyu smiled, "Do you also have to use a sword that you cannot control?"

Yan Ling coldly said, "If you want to compete in a martial competition, then go all out. This is your respect to your opponent!"

Yan Qiuyu laughed, "Then I will return the respect you owe me!"

"Please!"

Yan Qiuyu made a gesture with her right hand, and the Spirit Sword shot out. Immediately, it drew cheers, but Yan Ling remained motionless!

Yan Qiuyu asked curiously, "Why don't you draw your sword?"

"The sword behind my back, I can't win against you!"

Yan Qiuyu said, "Then what sword do you need to win against me?"

Yan Ling said, "I have practiced three kinds of swords. One is the Heart Sword, one is the Qi Sword, and the other is the Sword in my hand. Facing your sub spirit sword today, I shall especially execute the second sword technique — — Qi Sword! "

Yan Qiuyu asked, "The Qi sword is over there!"

Yan Ling said, "Can't you feel it? I have long brought out this sword, and just as you were about to take it out, so now is the time. "

Yan Qiuyu furrowed her brows. She immediately felt a sharp Qi coming from an unknown part of Yanling's body. It was like a sword, cold and clear, piercing right through her heart.

Knowing that the Qi sword had been released, Yan Qiuyu did not dare to be slow. She waved the spiritual sub sword in her hand, and the sword light became even longer, trapping the Qi sword.

In the confrontation, Yanling took a step forward and the pressure on the Qi sword immediately became stronger. Yan Qiuyu's spiritual sub sword was immediately frustrated. He quickly sped up the circulation of the internal spiritual energy seed and the spiritual energy seed immediately shone brilliantly.

Yan Ling placed both of his hands on his chest, forming the shape of a sword finger, and shouted: "Qi Sword Bind Kill!"

Before she finished speaking, Yan Qiuyu was startled as she felt the pressure from the Qi sword that she had gathered together to resist the spiritual energy sword radiance instantly turn into thousands of flying threads, flying around and coming towards her from all directions. Anxious, she quickly used the "Wandering Dragon Steps" to use her high agility technique to create these flying threads.

However, he didn't expect that at the same time his body moved, Yan Ling had also opened up his steps. As his toes touched the ground, he unexpectedly did the same. The flying sword Qis also followed his "Wandering Dragon Steps" forward, agilely locking onto Yan Qiuyu.

Yan Qiuyu immediately felt a chill in her heart. Although he had just comprehended the Spirit Child Sword, the level of the enemies he had to deal with was too low, and he didn't have the experience of exchanging blows with experts, which resulted in him lacking experience. Facing such a high level killing array, he was terrified for a moment, and couldn't think of a way to deal with them.

In addition, when he saw that the "Wandering Dragon Steps" was ineffective, he became extremely anxious. Thousands of threads coiled around him as the scene suddenly enlarged and became extremely clear in his mind.

Instantly, Yan Qiuyu's mind became clear, she immediately used the Wandering Dragon Steps and retreated three steps back. The Spirit Substance Sword in her hand also followed the endless movement of the black book in her head, and her body began to change in a myriad of forms, creating countless changes that opened up the joints of the flying threads of Sword Qi.

On the opposite side, Yan Qiuyu had already figured out a way to break the Qi sword, and was waving her two hands continuously. The flying sword Qi was unpredictable, and it was getting more and more mysterious.

No matter how he changed, the little black book was able to accurately transform itself into its original form in Yan Qiuyu's mind. Moreover, it enlarged by several times, allowing Yan Qiuyu to see it clearly.

Seeing that the "Qi sword" had lost its effect, Yan Ling hurriedly calmed his mind, stepped back three feet and sat down cross-legged.

At this moment, someone below the stage began to discuss, "Heartsword, the Heartsword is about to be unleashed!"

Yan Qiuyu felt that the sword was gone, the spiritual sub sword had disappeared, the black book in her head had disappeared. Yan Qiuyu was startled, the sword in her hand did not stop, when she saw Yanling sitting on the ground, it was already too late to stop!

Just as Yan Qiuyu was feeling surprised, she suddenly saw Yan Ling pounce towards her sword. Yan Qiuyu was shocked, she suddenly felt her spiritual sword suddenly stop three inches away from her opponent, as if it was rotten wood.

After that, the place where the Spirit Sword was aimed at suddenly released a stream of sword Qi. Yan Qiuyu was anxious, so she casually used the "Wandering Dragon Steps" and dodged it with the tip of her foot.

Yan Qiuyu brandished her sword and attacked again, but she didn't expect that Yan Ling seemed to have expected this. No matter where Yan Qiuyu's sword attacked, a sword energy would automatically form around his body, not only would it dissipate Yan Qiuyu's attack, it would also attack Yan Qiuyu.

The two of them fell into a stalemate.

Below the stage, some people began to discuss:

"Yup, the Heart Sword of Yanling has reached the state where it can be merged with the Will Sword!"

"What do you mean by 'sword of will is concurrent'?"

"It's all in vain for you to be a senior. You actually don't even know 'Will Sword'. Let me tell you, the term 'sword of will' means that the person who practices the sword has mastered the sword as he pleases. Wherever his thoughts go, the sword qi will come out from there, and the speed of the sword will be the same as the speed of thinking, which is the so-called 'sword of will'! "

"I understand, I understand. 'Will Sword' refers to the feeling of the sword. Not only is the sword energy controlled by one's will, the speed of its movement is the same as the speed of one's thinking. It can be said to be willful and powerful!"

"Eldest Young Master has just comprehended the sub spirit sword and is inexperienced when facing enemies. I'm afraid he will suffer a terrible loss under the effect of this' Heart Sword '!"

"You guys are exaggerating. If this Yanling Sword really reached the point where one could do as they pleased, then why would you say at the start that you were unable to completely control your own sword technique?"

"That could be a bluff."

"Nonsense, Yanling won't do something so scary!"

"Then, what is the reason?"

"The 'Heartsword' realm is only one of the realms, while the 'whimsical' state is only one of the realms where one can do as he pleases! "Since Yan Ling said that he still can't control his sword art, it means that his sword art has broken through the state of the Heart Sword and reached a realm beyond his control!"

"Oh, that means he hasn't even fully unleashed his abilities. The young master is doomed to lose!"

"That may not be the case. In the past few days of battle, eldest young master has become the most unexpected existence. His cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, breaking through the spirit realm and comprehending the Spirit Sword, which made everyone's eyes light up. No one would have imagined that there would be a miracle in today's battle!"

"Looks like the competition will only get more exciting. Let's focus on it!"

The fight on the stage had reached its climax. Yan Qiuyu's Spirit Substance Sword was as light as water, with a myriad of changes. Every time she attacked from the most unexpected location, no matter where the Spirit Substance Sword went, it would always be blocked by the sword Qi of Yanling!

Just as Yan Qiuyu was lost for words, the black fog in her head started to rise, and the small black book started to flip over. The small book released a white mist from her mind, and it gradually dispersed into her mind, becoming clearer bit by bit.

Yan Qiu Yu suddenly had a flash of brilliance. With a wave of her hand, the Spirit Sword immediately turned into a cloud of flying mist that scattered into thousands of stars, attacking Yan Ling from all directions!

Immediately, cheers broke out from the audience:

"High!" It was really high! If the heart is not able to focus on one place, the heart sword will not materialize. The eldest young master has turned the spirit sub sword into thousands of swords, attacking from all directions, dispersing the focus of Yan Ling, causing the heart sword to be unable to release any further sword intent! "

"From this, we can see that even though Eldest Young Master is inexperienced in battle, his perception is exceptionally high. This battle is still worth watching!"

"That's right. The young master is really intelligent. His sword is made of smoke and attacks from all directions. This is the number of steps that Yanling took to use the Flying Silk Sword Qi!" "Young master, you are truly a genius to be able to learn the techniques of your opponent in such a short time."

"Let's see how Yanling will deal with the enemy!"

On the stage, Yan Ling let out a long sigh and sat down cross-legged once again. When Yan Qiuyu saw him, she knew that he was going to perform sword techniques of a higher level. She also focused her attention on waiting for him.

Yan Ling roared out loudly: "Heart Sword, Qi Sword, Sword in hand, Dao Sword, Will Sword, completely covered with swords!" Both of Yan Ling's hands moved in the air as the energy around his body exploded!

Immediately, the entire martial arts practice field was covered in sword qi.

"This, this is …"

"Sword Qi, I feel that the sword Qi is closing in on my throat!"

"So strong, so strong, even though he's on stage, his sword qi is already unbearable for us!"

Yanling, who was on the stage, sat up straight. Countless sword Qis flew around him in all directions, slicing every inch of the stage.

"This, this is all covered with swords!" Sword-covered! "

"Wh, what do you mean by that?"

His entire body is covered in swords, even if you train the sword qi to the extreme, all the 3600 billion pores on his body, you can release sword qi, it is as though he is covered in swords, causing the opponent's attack to be invincible, unable to defend, the moment this sword is unleashed, it would be like using 366 trillion treasured swords, attacking at the same time, it is extremely powerful!

"Ah, so it was actually this powerful. No wonder when the competition began, Yanling said that he was unable to control his own sword!"

"Yeah, no one can control such a sword!"

Just at this moment, at the same time that Yanling's unique skill shocked everyone, Yan Qiuyu let out a long sigh, "Forget it, Yan Qiuyu admits defeat!"

A strange look flashed across Yan Ling's eyes. He suddenly opened his eyes and restrained the sharp light in his body. He then stood up and silently stared in front of him without uttering a word.

Yan Qiuyu, who had already admitted defeat, felt a little drowsy in her heart. She did not understand why.

Only to hear Yan Ling slowly say: "I've lost!"

After a short period of silence, the audience burst into an uproar:

"What's going on? You obviously haven't used your ultimate move yet! "

"Exactly, what does that mean?"

"Just now, he was clearly competing for victory, but in an instant, it turned into a defeat. This is truly interesting!"

"Silence!" Yan Lingyun shouted. Due to what happened yesterday, he instinctively felt that there was a connection between Yan Ling's actions and yesterday's conspiracy. Perhaps Yan Ling, the number one expert of the younger generation in the Yan family, had already sided with Third Master Yan Wu and Yan Jue. He then gave Yan Fengwu a look.

To the side, Yan Fengwu waved her hand, and a shout that was as neat as one resounded throughout the entire martial stage. Four flows of black iron suddenly gushed out like a fountain, surrounding the Martial Arts Practice Grounds!

Everyone was shocked and looked at the four black iron rivers. They were the guards of Yan Fengwu.

Yan Lingyun said, "Yan Ling, everyone can see how powerful your technique is. In the end, why did you not attack and instead admit defeat?"

Yan Ling disdainfully looked at the scene with disdain, "That attack was too powerful, and could possibly injure the innocent. I did not wish for that outcome, but in that situation, I could only use that move to defeat Brother Qiu Yu. However, as a result, there is no guarantee that no innocent people would be harmed by that move. Therefore, this move cannot be used, and can only be used to win by one move that I have decided that I cannot use. This is already considered a loss! "

The meaning of Yan Lingyun's words was that what he said today was more in line with what he had done in the past! Most of the doubts in his heart were dispelled. "So, you're willing to admit defeat?"

"Brother Qiuyu asked me, 'Why did you use an uncontrollable skill?" I replied, 'In the Clan Martial Meet, if one goes all out, it would be considered as respecting one's rivals. But an innocent life was above the dignity of a martial artist! The moment Brother Qiuyu saw that my moves might have harmed the innocent, while I voluntarily admitted defeat, I already understood that the moves that I cannot control cannot be counted as my own moves. Only when I completely master this move, can I truly say that it belongs to me. However, the me right now was undoubtedly defeated by Brother Qiu Yu! "

"Hahahaha!" Yan Feng Tian, who hadn't said anything all this while, laughed out loud, "Good, you are indeed worthy to be one of the top younger generation of the Yan family!" "It really is magnanimous!"

"Yanling, I sincerely concede!"

Yan Feng Tian whispered into Yan Lingyun's ear. Yan Lingyun frowned and sighed. He stood up and said, "Since both sides admit their defeat, then I'll announce the result of this fight. The two of you …" They are all losers! "

"What?"

"What's wrong with that!"

"That's right, even if it's a draw, they should still be the two of them standing side by side!"

"Exactly!"

"Silence!" Yan Lingyun shouted, "Yan Ling, your failure lies in your inability to control your techniques. Are you convinced?"

Yan Ling nodded without saying anything.

"Yan Qiuyu, your failure lies in your lack of adaptability. You only have your cultivation, but you can't fully utilize it. Are you convinced?"

"I wholeheartedly submit!"

"Therefore, in this year's Clan Martial Meet, there will only be two finalists being ranked second. There will be no champion!"

"This …" Old Man Yan Yun frowned and said, "Family head, grandpa, I am afraid this is too difficult to convince the masses!"

"The two involved are already convinced, why is Uncle Yun still having an objection?"

Yan Yun was speechless, "Even if Yan Ling and Yan Qiuyu are convinced, how can the forces behind them accept this result? I originally thought that if both sides admit defeat this time, the winner would be Yan Qiuyu, and that the entire clan would become the champion in the Martial Arts Competition, making it difficult for San Ye to fight for power. I never thought that Yan Feng and Yan Lingyun would be so confident about supporting Yan Qiuyu, but San Ye has already made a big deal of this!"

Yan Yun smiled, "No, no, this old man is convinced."

Yan Fengtian and Yan Lingyun looked at each other and smiled in their hearts.

Yan Yun said, "Patriarch, since this is the case, let this old man ascend to the Cloud Platform and ring the bell, announcing the end of the Clan Martial Meet!"

Yan Lingyun nodded, "Alright!"

When Yan Yun turned around, she looked at Yan Pingsheng, who was sitting on the seat in front of her, and looked at him.

Yan Yun Zong climbed onto the Cloud Platform and said, "Since the Martial Competition has concluded and both sides have expressed their belief, then this old man will follow the tradition and knock Yun Zhong three times! It's the end of the Clan Martial Meet! "

In the midst of the discussion, "Dang –" the first sound of the cloud was heard, and the cloud began to sway as it was struck.

With a strange smile, Yan Yun dropped the second hammer strike.

"Clang!"

Yun Zhong's voice was loud and passionate, even louder than the chatter of the crowd, and his words reached Yan Fengwu's ears.

"That's not right!" Yan Fengwu shouted, "Qiuyu, be careful!"

He saw that while the cloud was vibrating, Yan Yun had actually hit the air towards Yan Qiuyu.

With a loud bang, the chain that hung over the clouds instantly broke. Like a cloud that hung over the sky, the chain suddenly smashed down towards Yan Qiuyu. Yan Qiuyu's eyes were sharp, she raised her sword, and Yanling beside her also sent out the Heartsword support.

The sword qi flew into the air and hit the cloud mist. The two of them were in the air for a moment, when there was a loud sound that shook the sky and earth, amidst everyone's shock and confusion, Yun Zeng exploded into pieces in midair, and a white powder exploded out from the cloud mist. It sprayed down, instantly covering the faces of Yan Qiuyu, Yanling, and the other guards on the martial stage.

As soon as he said it, countless people on and off the stage instantly moved. All of a sudden, countless hidden weapons started flying towards Yan Fengtian, Yan Lingyun, Yan Qiuyu, Yan Lingling, and the others!