Chapter Ten: The Second Divine Martial Challenge Section Thirteen: The Battle of Certain Victory

A flash of swordlight suddenly streaked across Bu Jingxian’s chest. The sword passed through without hesitation or pause.

Despite Bu Jingxian’s preparedness, he could not block it. Had he not been wearing his treasured armor, this strike would have surely wounded him.

From the damage caused by this sword, Bu Jingxian discerned that Li Yijian’s physical energy during the attack had actually doubled, reaching 2000, with his internal strength also at 2000. The sword’s enhanced lethality was evident at a glance. Having a wife like Bai Yue, he was well aware of the power of a treasured sword. The pattern alone revealed the cultivation method; the material alone revealed the weapon’s deadly force.

This sword’s external injury capacity reached 7000, while internal injuries—unaffected by enhancements from external weapons—remained at 2000.

There was no increase in power corresponding to any specific technique. The strength came entirely from the cultivation method, from an alternative use of spiritual energy.

With the might of that treasured sword, this stroke could have slain countless foes instantly! Were it not for the armor’s protection, it would have ended his life, costing him one of his spiritual cores.

Li Yijian glanced back and saw the soft armor exposed beneath the torn fabric over Bu Jingxian’s chest. He remarked, “This armor is truly formidable!”

“Li Young Hero has a treasured sword; this lord has treasured armor.”

“Lord Bei, will you continue? Next time, I won’t hold back on stabbing your body.”

“Come then.”

“I think Lord Bei is no villain. This duel is merely a friendly exchange; better to stop now,” Li Yijian kindly urged.

“No need to worry, Young Hero. Though my martial skill is poor, I am tough to beat.”

“Be careful, Lord Bei.”

With that, Li Yijian launched a second sword strike, as swift as before.

A flash of light, and both man and sword were upon him.

Bu Jingxian raised his arm to shield his neck, using one hand to block the strike aimed at his face. Sure enough, he parried the sword. Though Li Yijian’s body should have succumbed to Bu Jingxian’s strength, he cleverly twisted mid-motion, following up with a second thrust—striking squarely at Bu Jingxian’s forehead, between the brows!

As spiritual energy erupted, Li Yijian had already drawn back his sword.

Turning, he was stunned to see Bu Jingxian’s body shimmer with a red light, sensing an incredibly powerful energy flow that flashed and vanished. He wondered aloud, “Could this be the Nine Lives Divine Skill my master mentioned? Is Lord Bei from the Flying Immortal Sect?”

“No.”

“Then what is Lord Bei’s connection to the Warriors?”

“Unknown.”

Li Yijian’s face was full of confusion. “That’s strange. My master said only the Flying Immortal Sect and the Warriors know the Nine Lives Divine Skill. How does Lord Bei know it?”

“I comprehended it on the battlefield, not realizing it was a sect technique called Nine Lives.”

“If you intend to continue, be careful then.”

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