Chapter 11: The Overpowered Hero Wish-Fulfillment Novel (10)
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A sword intent carrying thunder came sweeping in with the wind. Thunder spread across the sky and earth in the wake of the sword intent, followed closely by layer upon layer of fierce gales stirred up by the blade.
Within that sword intent, which glowed with a dim violet light, one could almost see through the oppressive confinement of storm clouds weighing down upon a city, to the vastness of a single sword cleaving mountains and rivers in the wilderness.
So this was what it meant to be broad and sweeping in both attack and defense!
Even the disciples watching from below could not help but break into a cold sweat for Su Bai.
The Supreme Elder, watching the arena intently from afar, shook his head and sighed. “If this disciple cannot withstand a sword intent tempered by thunder, then defeat is certain.”
Elder Yaoguang took a sip of tea brewed from Heavenly Heart Grass and replied as though she had expected this all along, “A realm attained through two years of arduous cultivation—can it really be broken by a few clever tricks from this girl? That would be terribly unfair to those who diligently and painstakingly pursue the Dao.”
She glanced meaningfully at the Carefree Sword Venerable, who sat nearby with his eyes closed in meditation.
The Sword Venerable did not so much as move his eyes, as though he had not taken Elder Yaoguang’s words to heart.
Elder Xianyun, however, sat bolt upright in sudden tension.
And then, an unexpected change occurred.
The light of the Solitary Snipe Sword descended upon the arena. Her eyes blazed, and in the blink of an eye, an immense curtain of water erupted around the girl, surging like a mighty river, endless and torrential!
With a Heavenly Water Spiritual Root, how could she not use magic during a sword duel?
Elder Yaoguang let out an almost inaudible sigh.
She did not understand the sword path, but gathering water to block thunder was the worst possible strategy!
Wrapped in sword intent, the thunder raised its head and plunged straight into the surging waters, bound to strike at the girl in their midst.
The Supreme Elder could no longer bear to watch the scene in the mirror.
She had spent so much spiritual energy constructing a water-based spell, only to make a wedding garment for the thunder element.
Yet at that moment, fine frost suddenly began to form upon the Solitary Snipe Sword. One strand after another, it was like the first snow of early winter, so subtle that no one noticed it at first.
[According to the agreement you signed with the 888 System, your personal reward balance has reached 10,000. Would you like to spend 10,000 reward points to unlock 15% of your Attack Panel for ten minutes? Yes/No]
A system notification automatically appeared before Su Bai’s eyes.
But the girl moved even faster. Without so much as looking at it, she cleanly closed the message.
Why was this thing interfering with her while she was fighting?
[Has she gone mad!?]
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[She’s being a miser at a time like this?]
[Was she too nervous to see it clearly?]
[It’s over, it’s over! How is she supposed to fight like this? This is killing me!]
She paid no attention. The frost in her eyes melted away, leaving only Qin Yang’s sword within her sight.
So the Heavenly Evolution Sword Technique was the ultimate fusion of magic and swordsmanship!
As it happened, she possessed a sword technique of the same kind.
Su Bai gathered her mind and infused the blade with spiritual energy. The Solitary Snipe Sword began to hum and tremble.
Frost formed beneath the girl’s feet, spreading rapidly outward in eight sharp points. Like vines putting forth branches and sprouts, it seemed to contain boundless vitality amid the snow and ice.
No—this was impossible!
Shock appeared in Elder Yaoguang’s eyes.
Su Bai had already raised her hand and swung the sword.
Unlike the opening stance of the Heavenly Evolution Sword Technique’s Eight Desolations Breaker, this sword began with startling speed. Its intent was cold as ice, and once the sword aura left the blade, it spread across the sky and earth in less than a breath. Wherever it passed, icy-blue glimmers flared in every direction.
Elder Xianyun’s pupils contracted. He rose to his feet and cried out, “That is a high-level formation—the Frost Array!”
So earlier, when she had appeared to be driven into a panic by Qin Yang, she had in fact been using the arena as its boundary to construct a massive formation.
And this sword aura was the key that activated it!
The sword aura was bitterly cold. The moment it came into contact with the curtain of water, it burst through in every direction. In an instant, the chill spread everywhere, as though the world had plunged into the depths of winter, freezing all things into pillars of crystal ice.
This sword was called One Sword Frosts Fourteen Provinces!
In an instant, the situation reversed. That arrogant, rampant thunder was actually trapped beneath this sword, imprisoned within the boundless ice!
[Am I blind? Did she just freeze thunder right in front of me???]
[I must have gotten out of bed too early today. Since when can someone with a Water Spiritual Root use ice—and even capture lightning?]
[Wasn’t her character setting a Water Spiritual Root? Can someone explain how she’s using ice?]
[Someone save me. My brain is completely overloaded today. She literally clicked “Decline” right in front of me when offered the chance to unlock 15% of her original Attack Panel!]
“Ice-elemental power! How does she know how to use ice!”
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“Oh my god… Is this even something I’m qualified to witness…? Is this the legendary genius of the sword path?”
“She actually… broke the Sacred Venerable’s Heavenly Evolution God-Slaying Sword?”
Shock filled Qin Yang’s face.
The Heavenly Evolution Sword Technique had been broken just like that?
At that moment, the girl, who seemed to be standing within a glacier, leapt into the air after only a few breaths.
Qin Yang’s eyes widened. The blade was clear and snow-white, glimmering in the sunlight like pure ripples of water, nearly dividing his entire field of vision.
Qin Yang could not evade it in time. Gritting his teeth, he raised his sword to block.
The tremendous force sent him plummeting from the air.
Su Bai pressed her advantage and closed in.
“Hey.”
At this critical moment, her voice was cool and clear, yet possessed a mesmerizing power.
Qin Yang looked up at her.
She was not smiling, but her expression was bold and brazen, as though she had finally cast off the calm, solemn mask she wore every day and revealed an utterly imperious self.
“I won,” she told him. “And I’ll keep winning.”
Qin Yang’s expression changed violently.
The tip of the Solitary Snipe Sword pierced through Qin Yang’s collar, raising a howling wind, and with a thunderous crash drove him straight into the ground.
Dust billowed in every direction. Su Bai brushed her hands together and stepped calmly away.
The elders looked at her composed, unruffled expression, then at Qin Yang pinned to the arena floor, and could not help but twitch at the corners of their mouths.
Every day, they heard people praise Qin Yang as a disciple who appeared only once in ten thousand miles, a prodigy who emerged only once in ten thousand years.
Then what did that make this girl?
Perhaps even “heaven-born genius” was not enough to describe her.