C6 Outer Sect Competition

Article 6. Outer Sect Competition

"In this round, Che Chengwen wins. Next match, Ye Zhifa against Hu Man!"

In the blink of an eye, it was already the time for heavy snow to fall in the midwinter. When the Qinxi Mountain was dyed white, the curtains to the yearly outer sect competition of the Zhehua Sword Palace had also been drawn.

However, this was already the second year since Ye Zhifa had come up the mountain.

After strengthening his sword talent, Ye Zhifa's sword cultivation could be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds. However, he hid an extra thought. Other than Huang Xi who came to visit him, he did not reveal any benefits to anyone else.

Huang Xi knew that he had suddenly opened his eyes and was happy for him, but she also advised Ye Zhifa to wait another year before participating in the outer sect competition.

Ye Zhifa did not want to be the target of public criticism, so he naturally could not. He endured his temper and trained for a whole year on Hidden Ying Peak before registering for the outer sect competition this time.

Hu Man was an ordinary outer circle disciple, and Ye Zhifa was also an unsociable disciple. No one paid attention to the competition between them, but Ye Zhifa was like a broken bag, about to show off his power!

"Hu Man, the sixth stage of Swords Gate, please come in, junior brother."

"Ye Zhifa, the ninth stage of Swords Gate, please come in, senior brother."

The martial arts competition had yet to begin, and just as the two sides were about to exchange names, Ye Zhifa had already caused an uproar.

This Ye Zhifa had only just passed the age of ten, and he had only been in the sect for less than a year and a half, but he had already passed the Nine Gates of Swords Gate?

With this speed of cultivation, even those disciples who had directly entered the inner sect would not be faster than him!

At this moment, the outer sect instructors remembered that Ye Zhifa had broken through three levels in a month when he first entered the sect. If it wasn't for the fact that his sword arts had fallen silent, his cultivation level would not have been ignored.

When it came to shock, the one who was the most surprised was Hu Man. Although he didn't have the fantasy of entering the inner sect, it didn't seem like he had lost the first match. However, it seemed that it wasn't up to him to decide whether he would lose or not.

"What's there to be afraid of? No matter how high this kid's inner force is, his sword skills are so lousy. He's still not my match!"

After he had slightly vented his anger in his heart, Hu Man thrust his sword forward. The moment he started, he wanted to use his speed to slow down and rely on his proficiency in his moves to defeat Ye Zhifa.

Unfortunately, his wishful thinking was completely in vain. Putting aside the fact that Ye Zhifa's sword technique had been reborn, Hu Man's reaction speed was far faster than that of ordinary people. It was simply a pipe dream for Hu Man to think of using speed to defeat him.

With a horizontal sword blocking, Hu Man's sword was blocked by Ye Zhifa. Ye Zhifa then spat out his inner energy and Hu Man's long sword flew into the sky.

Before Hu Man could see clearly how his long sword left his hand, Ye Zhifa's sword tip was already pointed at his throat.

Although the swords used in the competition had not been sharpened yet, Hu Man could still feel a chill rushing towards his throat. He quickly shouted, "Admit defeat," even if he lost this round.

"This round, Ye Zhifa wins. The next round..."

Feeling the incredulous gazes of the crowd, Ye Zhifa slowly walked out of the middle of the drill ground and returned to his seat.

The joy and attention brought about by this victory seemed to have caused a trace of delight in his heart to gradually rise!

In the following competition, Ye Zhifa indeed became that dark horse.

Ye Zhifa's Thirteen levels of the Sword School cultivation base was already the best amongst the outer circle disciples, and with his strengthened body, he wouldn't suffer any loss in terms of age. Along the way, he had easily made it into the final competition by relying on his speed and reaction speed.

"The last match, Ye Zhifa versus Sun Qi!"

Throughout the years of the competition, the final winner would be decided by the number of people accepted by the inner circle. Unfortunately, this year, only one spot was given to the inner circle disciples.

Therefore, neither Ye Zhifa nor Sun Qi could lose this battle!

"Sun Qi, the Nine Gates of Swords Gate. Junior Brother, please."

Facing Sun Qi, Ye Zhifa was still somewhat nervous, not only because of his cultivation, but also because of his identity.

It was said that Sun Qi's grandfather was a steward of the Sword Palace before Deputy Sect Leader entered the Dao. At that time, they had a very close relationship. Although this steward had yet to break through to the Transcending Mortality Stage, this relationship was still a blessing to his descendants.

However, Ye Zhifa couldn't retreat anymore, and he wasn't willing to do so either!

"Ye Zhifa, the Nine Gates of Swords Gate. Senior Brother, please!"

Facing such a powerful enemy, Ye Zhifa finally made the first move. The sword light formed a circle and stabbed towards Sun Qi's ribs diagonally.

Sun Qi naturally wouldn't retreat. He raised his sword to meet the attack. After two or three moves, both sides realized that their opponents were on a completely different level from the ones they had defeated before.

"Junior brother, be careful!"

After Sun Qi gave a fake reminder, he changed the direction of his sword. Suddenly, a sword light flashed, and a scorching hot Qi seemed to be rushing towards Ye Zhifa from the tip of the sword.

This was one of the three major killing moves of ZhHua Sword Technique - Rising Sun!

This move not only covered the sky and covered the earth, but it also borrowed the rising sun to burn everything. If Ye Zhifa did not deal with it properly, he was afraid that he would be burned if he took three steps closer to Sun Qi.

Since Sun Qi had already shown his true ability, Ye Zhifa could no longer hide his true ability. After a light shout, the sword light turned weak, but it turned into cold flowing water that seeped into Sun Qi's burning sword.

"It's Moonfall! When did Ye Zhifa master this move?"

The outer sect instructors watching the battle were all shocked. Ye Zhifa's swordsmanship had always been average, so how did he learn such a killing move?

Sun Qi was the one who could not accept it more than the instructors. He thought that Ye Zhifa only had a strong body and strong inner energy. He did not expect that Ye Zhifa's sword skills were as good as his.

What surprised him even more was that when he used the sword moves, he gradually felt that his movements were stagnating. It was as if there was a bone-piercing coldness that was gradually freezing his hands.

Sun Qi understood in his heart that this feeling was all because his opponent's sword path had suppressed him. How could he believe that an unknown person like Ye Zhifa's sword skills were better than his?

"Damn it!"

Sun Qi was angry in his heart. His hands kept changing moves, but the difference in sword technique could not be made up by anger. No matter how he screamed, the sword light was still firmly suppressed by Ye Zhifa, and it gradually showed signs of weakening!

At this point, Sun Qi could only use some dirty tricks in order to win. In any case, there were people above him. Even if something happened, there were people hiding it!

Ye Zhifa did not know what Sun Qi was planning. After he used sword techniques to suppress Sun Qi, he knew that victory was already within his grasp. He only needed to fight for a while longer and he would be able to secure a victory. However, when he was prepared to fight steadily, he realized that the force on Sun Qi's sword had increased tremendously. It was as if he was going to fight with his life on the line.

Everyone's cultivation base was average. Other than shortening the time needed for Ye Zhifa to win, there was nothing else that they could gain from fighting with their lives on the line.

Although he was puzzled, in order to suppress Sun Qi's counterattack, Ye Zhifa could only use all of his inner strength. In an instant, the sword in the arena lit up, making it impossible to see where he was.

Just as both of their figures were covered by the sword light, Ye Zhifa suddenly saw a cold light in Sun Qi's sword. He focused and saw that it was a silver needle flying towards him.

Its target was his right eye!

Only Ye Zhifa's reaction speed was faster than others. At this critical moment, he turned his face sideways, and only let the silver needle cut a small wound on his face.

Sun Qi did not expect this sneak attack to fail. He could not help but slow down his hand movements. The furious Ye Zhifa found an opportunity to break through the middle door and his sword landed on his right wrist.

"Ah!"

"You cheated!"

"Both parties stop! "

After the sword attack, three different voices were heard, bringing the result of this battle to an unknown state.