Chapter 88: Humiliating Cheng Fang

Hua!

A dazzling bloody sword light swept directly out. Killing intent began to emerge and rise.

"Spring-killing Dance!" Jiang Feng stood up instantly, stunned by this dazzling bloody sword light, and said, "The second move of the Autumn Bloom Sword Art, Spring-killing Dance! He managed to put it to good use?"

"Spring-killing Dance?" Chu Yafei was also surprised by this, apparently knowing the prestige of the second Void Creation Sword Art, Spring-killing Dance.

"Chu Yafei, hurry up! Help your disciple," said Lu Shen.

Lowering his eyesight slightly, Chu Yafei gazed at the two nearly-colliding sword lights in the arena and sighed in frustration. He moved quickly.

CLANG!

Having collided with each other in the arena, the two horrifying sword lights instantly witnessed victory and defeat.

"What?"

Ye Hao, with his eyes wide open, found it rather hard to believe that the most powerful attack, with all of his strength, had been totally defeated without any struggle. Then the dazzling bloody sword light, still concentrating all its power, hacked straight towards him.

An unprecedented crisis of death immediately shrouded him.

Chu Yafei's figure suddenly flashed in front of him at the last second, and the bloody sword light dissipated with just the wave of a hand. Only complete silence remained in the arena.

Ye Hao clenched his teeth, gazing firmly at Dao Wei, his heart full of unwillingness.

He accepted this defeat unwillingly and helplessly. After all, he knew clearly that he would have died if his Great Master had not given him a hand. Such a terrifying sword stroke could easily tear his body apart.

At this moment, Dao Wei gazed past Ye Hao. He was suffering great agony from using the Void-Devourer. Even his face looked extremely ferocious. This skill was far more fearful than he ever imagined. It reached the extreme limit in only a short amount of time.

BUZZ! 

The Void-Devourer ceased spontaneously, and the soaring aura around Dao Wei faded away rapidly, even to an ignorable extent. Dao Wei could not be more feeble, and his entire body was trembling. It was the first time he used the technique and the best time for him to try it out.

On the contrary, his inner unyielding willpower was the source of standing still. When he raised his eyes, the Heaven-kill Sword in his hand headed precisely towards Chu Yafei.

"Unconvinced? Then fight!" Dao Wei grinned menacingly.

The rising sword essence suddenly erupted.

It was this moment that impressed the entire audience in the arena. They all saw how Dao Wei had become so weak, yet the battle intent and sword intent around him never faded away instead it kept growing.

Chu Yafei's complexion was pale and cold, he was already overwhelmed with helplessness.

"Fight back?"

"How… is this possible?" Cheng Fang couldn't believe Dao Wei could still fight, let alone stand.

Since it stemmed from the conflicts between Dao Wei and Cheng Fang, Ye Hao had helped the defeated Cheng Fang, which was far too excessive. A putative second fight was not only excessive but extremely shameless.

As one of the Elders of the Sword God Sect and an expert at the Mid stage of the Nirvana Realm, Chu Yafei had somewhat retained his gentility and self-respect.

"Fang'er." Chu Yafei glanced at Cheng Fang with a pale face and stupefied expression. She said, "You have no choice but to cultivate with me in the Bright Peak Pavilion from now on, and are forbidden to step outside for three years, during which I will promptly teach you all my skills."

Suddenly Cheng Fang was astonished, showing a very complicated look. But then he let out a deferential, "Yes," nodding his head.

"Dao Wei." Chu Yafei gazed coldly back at Dao Wei. "You won today. It only shows that there are some limitations on teaching my disciples, not for a shortage of some more exceptional disciples in my Bright Moon Peak. In three years we will witness another competition between you and Fang'er.

"Another competition in three years?" A slow sly smile crept at the corner of Dao Wei's mouth. He looked Cheng Fang up and down, then snickered silently.

Dao Wei himself was deeply aware of it. Cheng Fang had been defeated by someone who was not even qualified to compete. After all, the gap between them was bound to increase because what he had been cultivating was the Heaven-Defying Scripture.

Silently turning as if Cheng Fang had no presence, he headed downstairs slowly.

"Not interested!"

An icy utterance came from Dao Wei, resounding throughout the arena. Everyone focused on the heavy footsteps below as if each individual step was terrifically tough. Everyone could feel how the existing sword essence was growing more and more powerful with each step.

Nowadays, from the perspective of the audience, Dao Wei was spontaneously endowed with something peculiar.

No one could figure out what it was exactly.

As Dao Wei's figure gradually disappeared from their sight, they were all amazed at the strong soaring sword intent. There were no words, only silence.

On one of the top floors of the arena tower, four figures stood still.

The four seniors looked very ancient. The grey-haired leader wore a long robe.

The Four Great Elders of Sword Pavilion!

The senior leader with a long robe was the impressive Elder Jong.

On such a critical day, a decisive time for the Sword Pavilion, Dao Wei hadn't let the Four Elders down, even growing enough to create a miracle. He had defeated Cheng Fang with only ten days of practice. Such an unprecedented achievement was surely a great shock within the Sword God Sect, even to these four. However, the Four Elders, stood still, more depressed than ever before.

Deep misgivings, rather than any joy, emerged on their withered faces.

With a low voice, one of the Elders said, "Brother, I assume you see it?"

"Hmm… " Nodding, Elder Jong, concentrated on Dao Wei's back, his eyes never leaving it.

"Despite being tired physically and mentally, he still stands firm and tense. Sword intent surges upwards, but never disperses!"

"The perfection of Sword Avatar is the same as that of the Old man. Absolutely."

Once they heard "the awakening of Sword Avatar?" their looks suddenly became respectful and earnest.

Meanwhile, Elder Jong looked up at the immense sky and wondered how the previously sunny day somehow now showed a hint of darkness. Elder Jong lifted up his hand, covering the upward universe, and slowly uttered. "Oh… It's all about to change…"