boyutpedia Chapter 88 Xiao Jingchuan vs. Foreigners in a Martial Arts Competition! The Xuanyuan Sword is Shocke
Chapter 88 Xiao Jingchuan vs. Foreigners in a Martial Arts Competition! The Xuanyuan Sword is Shocke
The foreigners lost in literature, but they still had martial arts skills. Now they wanted to compete in the arena, so Xiao Han had no choice but to agree. Mu Zetian wanted to go on stage himself, but Xiao Jingchuan stopped him. After all, his wife had just won the competition, so he had to step in this time. So, when no one was around, he secretly exchanged for the Xuanyuan Sword from his space. The foreigners clearly had murderous intent from the start, but Xiao Jingchuan blocked them all with the Xuanyuan Sword. At this time, the foreign envoys and officials from Nanzhao noticed that the sword in Xiao Jingchuan's hand was very sturdy.
The foreign envoy watched helplessly as his warriors suffered defeat after defeat, his face growing increasingly grim. He gritted his teeth and decided to step into the arena himself to save face. He leaped onto the stage, gripping a strangely shaped curved sword tightly in his hand. The blade gleamed coldly, and the serrations on its edge seemed to proclaim its sharpness.
Xiao Jingchuan's expression was cold and stern, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand trembling slightly, as if responding to its master's fighting spirit. His gaze was piercing, fixed on the foreign envoy, his heart filled with vigilance, knowing that the opponent before him was no ordinary person.
The foreign envoy struck first, letting out a roar as his swift movements, his curved blade arcing through the air, aiming straight for Xiao Jingchuan's neck. The strike was incredibly fast, the wind whistling through the air, sending chills down one's spine. Xiao Jingchuan's eyes narrowed, and he quickly took a step back, simultaneously drawing his Xuanyuan Sword horizontally to precisely block the fatal blow. The curved blade struck the Xuanyuan Sword, producing a crisp metallic clang, sparks flying.
The two exchanged blows, neither giving an inch, and for a time, the arena was ablaze with the glint of swords, keeping the audience on the edge of their seats. The foreign envoy's swordsmanship was ruthless, each strike carrying the intent to kill; while Xiao Jingchuan, relying on the sharpness of the Xuanyuan Sword and his own superb swordsmanship, deflected the foreign envoy's attacks one by one.
As the battle continued, the foreign envoy gradually realized that no matter how he attacked, Xiao Jingchuan could always handle it with ease. He couldn't help but feel impatient, and his attack rhythm began to become chaotic. Xiao Jingchuan keenly noticed this and decided to seize the opportunity to defeat his opponent in one fell swoop.
Out of the corner of his eye, the foreign envoy caught sight of the mysterious and ancient patterns on the blade of the Xuanyuan Sword. His heart skipped a beat, and a legendary name exploded in his mind—the Xuanyuan Sword! As a foreign envoy, although he came from afar, he had heard of the fame of this ancient divine sword. It was said that this sword contained boundless power, and whoever possessed it could control the fate of the world.
The foreign envoy's pupils contracted sharply, and his hand gripping the scimitar trembled involuntarily. He never imagined that this young warrior from the Nanzhao Kingdom would possess such a divine weapon. But his competitive spirit and unwillingness to back down prevented him from doing so.
Taking advantage of the momentum, Xiao Jingchuan pushed forcefully, deflecting the foreign envoy's scimitar. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the Xuanyuan Sword darted towards the envoy's chest like a serpent. The foreign envoy reacted swiftly, slightly shifting his body to the side and easily dodging the sword. At the same time, he quickly parried back with his scimitar, slashing towards Xiao Jingchuan's arm. Xiao Jingchuan hurriedly withdrew the Xuanyuan Sword, blocking the fierce attack.
The two exchanged blows, neither giving an inch, and for a time, the stage was filled with the glint of swords and the clash of blades, keeping the audience on the edge of their seats.
The foreign envoy's swordsmanship was ruthless, each strike carrying a deadly intent; but Xiao Jingchuan, relying on the sharpness of the Xuanyuan Sword and his own superb swordsmanship, deflected the foreign envoy's attacks one by one.
As the battle continued, the foreign envoy grew increasingly panicked. He knew the power of the Xuanyuan Sword all too well; no matter how he attacked, he felt as if he were challenging an invincible being. His rhythm of attack began to falter. Xiao Jingchuan keenly sensed this and decided to seize the opportunity to defeat his opponent in one fell swoop.
Xiao Jingchuan suddenly changed his attack method. He no longer simply defended but took the initiative to strike. His figure moved as fast as a ghost, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was wielded with impenetrable speed, flashes of cold light darting around the foreign envoy. Caught off guard by this sudden attack, the foreign envoy could only desperately defend himself.
Just as the foreign envoys were struggling to defend themselves, Xiao Jingchuan suddenly roared, raised his Xuanyuan Sword high, and then brought it down with tremendous force. This strike contained all his power, carrying the momentum of an overwhelming force.
The foreign envoy watched the sword strike in horror. He knew he could no longer dodge it and could only raise his scimitar above his head with all his might, trying to block the fatal blow.
With a loud clang, the Xuanyuan Sword struck the scimitar with tremendous force, cleaving it in two. The Xuanyuan Sword, still undeterred, continued its downward strike, landing on the foreign envoy's shoulder.
The foreign envoy let out a scream and flew backward several feet before crashing heavily to the ground.
A hush fell over the audience; everyone was stunned by the spectacular scene. A moment later, thunderous applause and cheers erupted. Xiao Jingchuan sheathed his Xuanyuan Sword, calmly looking at the foreign envoy lying on the ground, his eyes devoid of any smugness.
The foreign envoy struggled to his feet, looking at Xiao Jingchuan with eyes full of resentment and admiration: "Your Highness, what excellent swordsmanship! And with the legendary Xuanyuan Sword by your side, I utterly admit defeat." Xiao Jingchuan nodded slightly, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "You flatter me." This thrilling duel...
A murmur rippled through the crowd below, with civil and military officials whispering amongst themselves. An elderly civil official stared wide-eyed, his face filled with shock, muttering to himself, "What? The sword in His Highness's hand is the Xuanyuan Sword?" A young military officer beside him quickly chimed in, "Yes, I'd only ever heard of it before, never expecting to see it with my own eyes today. No wonder His Highness is so valiant; with this divine sword by his side, how could he not be victorious!"
An official in fine robes stroked his beard, shook his head, and sighed, "With the emergence of this sword, the prestige of our Nanzhao Kingdom will surely rise to new heights. This is a blessing for Nanzhao!"
The crowd murmured amongst themselves, their eyes filled with amazement and awe, and their gazes toward Xiao Jingchuan held a newfound respect.
Even after the martial arts competition, Xiao Han couldn't stop thinking about the Xuanyuan Sword. That evening, he summoned Xiao Jingchuan and Gu Liuli to his study. After the two bowed, Xiao Han's gaze fell on the Xuanyuan Sword placed to the side, his eyes filled with curiosity and inquiry.
"Jingchuan, where did you get this Xuanyuan Sword from?" Xiao Han asked, his voice filled with anticipation.
Before Xiao Jingchuan could answer, Gu Liuli spoke first, smiling as she said, "Father, this sword is a gift from your daughter-in-law to Jingchuan."
Xiao Han was slightly taken aback, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes. He sighed, "Such a divine artifact, and you actually found it and even gifted it to Jing Chuan. It's truly enviable."
As soon as he finished speaking, the empress sitting to the side couldn't help but gently pinch Xiao Han's arm and scolded him, "A dignified monarch like you is envying these things with the younger generation."
Xiao Han winced in pain, but he wasn't annoyed. He smiled and explained, "Your Majesty, you may not know this, but the fame of the Xuanyuan Sword is known to everyone in the world. I was just expressing my admiration."
Seeing this, Gu Liuli smiled and said, "If Father Emperor likes it, I will definitely find a piece for you if I find any more treasures in the future."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Han laughed heartily: "Good, good, your kindness is enough. This time, thanks to the two of you, you have not only impressed the foreign envoys with your literary skills but also your martial arts skills, making great contributions to our Nanzhao Kingdom."
Xiao Jingchuan and Gu Liuli exchanged a smile, then bowed to Xiao Han again to express their gratitude. The atmosphere in the study was harmonious and warm.