“She is there. I can’t believe it.”
“Conceited brat.”
“Until it happens, there is nothing set on stone.”
“Master Hua Cheng is too easy on her.”
“You have to give her the credit for being brave.”
“A hundred rumours amount to nothing before a real show.”
“Just let her fight. After a good beating, she will know her place.”
“Does she think no one would dare to win against her because of the senior grandmaster?”
In the big courtyard filled with disciples, there is an area thirty-three-by-thirty-three metre, a big arena for the participants. This place is one big concentration of respectable cultivators and gossipmongers.
“Quiet down. The grandmaster is speaking.” One of the supervising masters silenced the gossip.
Everyone’s eyes divert to the grand hall. Looking out at the young disciples from the comfort of the building are the elders.
The sect master rises up from his seat and ambles to the stairway outside the hall.
“I applaud you for having the courage to stand on the grand stage today. The best four will be considered for the honour of representing our sect in Gudu. Needless to say, I have great expectations on you all.”
“Yes, grandmaster.” We replied in sync.
“Fang Yun. I leave this to you.”
“Yes, master.”
Fang Yun (cloud) leaps onto the stone stage. “I will explain the rules. You will be fighting one-on-one. You will win if your opponent surrenders or can’t continue.
On the stage, courtesy between junior and senior will be temporarily set aside, and you will be allowed to use weapon. However, harming your fellow disciples is still considered a crime within the sect. In the fight, weapons are blind. Hence, I will be stopping you if necessary but you better control yourself.
The match had already been decided, so come to the stage when called. Are you clear?”
“We are clear!”
“First match. Dong Yun An-”
As the cultivator of the last rank makes her way up the stage, the young audiences turn up their volume.
“She goes first?”
“Better to have her out of the way first.”
“Who will be the lucky person to have an easy win then?”
“-and Yin Lin (forest).”
“So it’s Yin Lin who got lucky.”
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“I wonder if the grandmaster matched them like this out of consideration.”
“Start!”
After Fang Yun gave the signal, most of the people expected Yin Lin to take the initiative and jumped at Yun An. Yun An is weak, it’s a right choice to not give your weaker opponent a chance to retaliate.
However, a quarter predicted the two would keep their distance as it is. This quarter are those who know Yun An sufficiently enough. It was also these people that kept themselves from bad-mouthing Yun An early.
Among them, someone with intimate knowledge about Dong Yun An and Yin Lin starts praying.
You must realise it. If you don’t, it will be bad.
Yin Lin in his sword stance is checking his opponent.
I am not weak for my age but among the participants I belong to the weaker group. Facing a weak opponent early on is lucky.
I heard her cultivation is at the 2nd level of Foundation stage, and she has only learned sword art for two months. Looking at her stance, she is full of openings. This is her level.
It’s exactly as Yin Lin thought. Yun An’s stance is the typical standing pose. Her feet are half a shoulder apart. Her arms stay parallel to her body. The only difference is a sword in her right hand pointing downward. To everyone, they aren’t sure if she wants to fight or is being silly.
Little sister. I don’t know what you were worrying about but she doesn't amount to much. I should have attacked when the senior master (Fang Yun) started the fight.
“When are they going to fight?”
“Don’t you know. When green-horns hear too much about how experts fight, they will imitate.”
“Just get this over with already. I am more interested in the fight of real cultivators.”
These words got into Yin Lin as qi was transferred to his lower body. In a burst of speed, his legs cover the distance faster than any ordinary twelve-years-old could.
“Lightning slash!”
It’s Yin Lin’s most confident technique. When mastered to the tenth layer, this downward diagonal slash will travel at lightning speed. At Yin Lin’s level, his hands imbued with qi can still release a sword slash faster than a fly can avoid.
Thud!
In a single moment, the world turned blurry to him like he was hallucinating. When his vision returned, the first thing he knew was the sky. Then he realised he was holding his hands toward heaven with his sword intact, and his body picks up aches across his back which is lying on top of the pavement.
“Yin Lin. Hey, answer me…”
“!!?” Yin Lin’s mind was empty. He heard what Fang Yun was saying, but his mind isn’t functioning. He didn’t even realise Fang Yun was asking a question.
Everything happened so abruptly that Yin Lin had to spend thirty minutes in his seat to patch up his experience. Meanwhile, the matches ended one after another until it was Yun An’s turn again.
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