The next morning.
Yuki did her usual routine after waking up, but this time instead of going to the library, she stayed in her room. After a few moments, someone knocks on her doors.
'Looks like she is here' Yuki goes and opens it.
"Good morning ancestor" elder Ya greets
"Good morning, little Ya" Yuki smilingly answers
"Are you ready ancestor?" elder Ya asks
"Yes"
"Shall we go then?"
"Sure"
Yuki picks up her black katana and leaves with elder Ya. Last night during dinner, Ling Jian had told Yuki that elder Ya will come to pick her up for the fight. So Yuki was expecting her.
"Where are we going by the way?" Yuki asks elder Ya while walking.
"We are going to one of the training fields that lie on the edge of the sect" elder Ya explains "since you'll be fighting with the vice sect master, that place is appropriate, as there is hardly anyone who uses it"
Yuki nods her head.
Sword god sect has multiple training grounds for disciples, scattered all across the sect. Most disciples use training fields closer to the dormitories. the ones that are on the boundaries mostly lie vacant.
After walking for a while, Yuki and elder Ya arrive there. The training field is a plain land laden with grass and spread across at least 300 acres. There are trees that could be seen far off in the distance. If one could get a bird's eye view, they'd be able to see the thick forests on the edges of the fields.
Ling Jian and vice sect master Chen are already present there.
"When did you get here little Ling?" Yuki smilingly asks after arriving before them.
"A few minutes ago" Ling Jian replies. To be more accurate, it's only been 2 or 3 minutes. The sun is still rising and as such, there is still a vermillion hue on the sky, making it a beautiful sight, but no one is looking at that.
Yuki then moves her eyes to vice sect master Chen and asks "So you want to fight me?"
"Yes," vice sect master Chen replies in a single word.
"Very well then," Yuki says
"Before you two start, let me tell you something." Ling Jian speaks authoritatively "This is a friendly match, not a fight to the death. You are only fighting to see and learn from each other moves. When your opponent surrenders or becomes unable to fight, stop attacking."
At this moment, Ling Jian is speaking as the sect master of the sword god sect, she wants both of them to be safe and uninjured. If possible, Ling Jian would have liked to prevent Yuki from fighting, but unfortunately, circumstances won't allow her to do that.
Both Yuki and vice sect master Chen nods. They then start walking away from them to the center of the field. Ling Jian, as well as elder Ya, are looking towards Yuki, both of them are worried for her. They have seen vice sect master Chen fight before and they know a fight with him is no joke. There is another person who is looking at Yuki with a concerned gaze. Her eyes have conflicting emotions. she is none other than elder Chi and she's been here for quite some time now. In fact, both Ling Jian and elder Chi have already seen her.
While walking to the center of the field, vice sect master Chen says
"Even though you are a girl, I won't be going easy on you. So go all out and use all your abilities."
"If I go all out, the match will end in a few minutes" Yuki smilingly replies. Her tone isn't one of arrogance but the content in her words are.
Vice sect master is shocked, surprised and somewhat angry on hearing Yuki's answer, but he doesn't let it show on his face 'the match will end in a few minutes? Is she looking down on me? can she really do it? of course not, how can she? I am in the heavenly realm. She's just trying to destabilize my mind' while thinking about her tactics, he sneers. Well, how could he not? heaven realm practitioners are the core fighting asset of any sect, even with all the resources, most of the sects only manage to groom at most 2 or 3 of them. And now Yuki was saying she could defeat one in a few minutes, which sounded like boasting and arrogance.
"Overconfidence isn't a good thing you know" he calmly replies
"But that's the truth" Yuki casually responds
"Whatever you say" Vice sect master Chen scoffs in his mind 'I'll see if you still utter those words after the match'
After reaching a considerable distance from Ling Jian and elder Ya, they move a few meters apart from each other. Vice sect master is unarmed, while Yuki has her black katana, which she is holding it in her left hand.
"Here I come," Vice sect master declares and instantly moves in front of Yuki, throwing a punch at her shoulders. The ground where he was standing earlier has shattered due to the pressure from his foot.
His spiritual qi is oozing from his body at the moment, and his pressure is enveloping the whole field. His punch is carrying a destructible force with it. Yuki sidesteps a moment before the punch could make contact, escaping by a breadth of a hair. Vice sect master though a tiny bit surprised doesn't let it affect his rhythm. He throws a barrage of punches and kicks at her, all carrying earth-shattering power with it.
"It has started," elder Ya says, Ling Jian just nods. Her eyes are glued to the match, while her brows are furrowed. While in the distance, elder Chi is biting her lips watching the onslaught of attacks on Yuki.
But the person at the receiving end of all this is very calm, her face lacks any stress, it's as if this is nothing more than a child's play for her. With nimble steps and tiny moments, Yuki dodges and deflect each of his attacks. She keeps moving back while the vice sect master follows right after her. They are moving so fast, that only after images could be seen. Vice sect master has already thrown at least a hundred punches in these few minutes.
'Why isn't any of my attack connecting?' he's getting anxious and a tiny bit frustrated while thinking about it, vice sect master decides to get some distance and take a few steps away from her.
"Your punches aren't bad." Yuki calmly says "Now try a few of mine"
"Bring it o.."
SFX bam
Before he could complete his sentence, the vice sect master sees a blur and feels a throbbing pain in his right shoulders, and gets shot backward like a cannonball. He drags on the ground for a few hundred meters but manages to stop himself. He gets up clutching his shoulders, while a groan leaves his mouth, he could feel the taste of iron in his mouth. There is shock, disbelief as well a tiny bit of fear mixed in his eyes.