Chapter 69: A disagreement leads to drawing swords against each other.
Xiao Zhan was taken aback, and his face changed immediately. His eyes flashed with anger, and he couldn't believe that this person would take someone's life so casually, as if human life was worthless. Looking at the real killing intent in his eyes, he feared that he really wanted to kill him.
Mu Yan Hua Rong's face lost color, just thinking of drawing her sword to meet him, but was shocked to find that her right hand was tightly grasped by Xiao Zhan. Turning her head, she suddenly saw a cold smile spreading from the corner of Xiao Zhan's mouth, and with lightning speed, he picked up the chopsticks on the table, filled them with true energy, and casually made a move with his sword technique.
His mind has been made up, the sword is no longer just a sword in Xiaoye's heart, all things in the world can be swords, a pair of chopsticks filled with true energy are no different from an extraordinary treasure sword in his heart.
As soon as the chopsticks came out, the man felt that his sword moves were completely sealed off, unable to continue with any variation, and the chopsticks in front of him seemed like a cage, trapping his sword momentum. Suddenly, the man's eyes flashed with intense killing intent, he didn't believe that this little kid's pair of chopsticks could break through his sword moves. What are chopsticks? To a treasured sword, they're as fragile as a thin sheet of paper, one slash and it would snap.
"Pffft!"
A loud muffled sound, the air was violently dancing, and the scene of chopsticks breaking and people dying did not appear. The long sword and chopsticks collided, the man's face changed quickly, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be stuck in the mud, sinking deeper and deeper, unable to struggle free. The plum blossoms suddenly disappeared. What is this a pair of chopsticks? It's clearly a sword!
Xiao Zhan's mouth curled up in a cold, disdainful smile. With a burst of energy, the man took three swift steps back, his face darkening to an alarming degree, and the murderous intent in his eyes grew even more intense.
Unexpectedly, the little demon's cultivation was not inferior to his. The man sneered coldly and said, "If hard doesn't work, then let's try soft. Being both hard and soft is the way of kings." He proudly asked, "Little boy, do you know who I am?"
Without waiting for Xiao Zhan to respond, he proudly said: "This young master is Ao Tian, the young master of the Ao Jie Alliance. Let me tell you, everything north of Tian Qi is under the control of the Ao Jie Alliance. If you know what's good for you, hand over your wife to this young master immediately, otherwise, I'll make sure you die without a complete corpse."
Murong Yan's face changed color, just wanting to speak, but Xiao Zhan on the side didn't think much of it and rushed to Mo Dao: "Disciple, is the Ao Shi Alliance very powerful?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Dao sneered and shook his head, sighing: "Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning at all. The Ao Shi Alliance is just a small sect with a small gate, their alliance leader is also just a mere figurehead, yet they dare to claim that the North is their territory!"
Xiao Zhan curiously asked: "Which sect's Tianxia was Tiānqǐ North after all?"
Heavenly Demon Palace.
"Oh, Tiān Mó Gōng."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhan felt at ease. His aunt was the master of Tianmo Palace, so wasn't he backed by the entire palace? A cultivator with only a virtual martial arts realm was nothing to be afraid of. According to his aunt, Tianmo Palace had many powerful experts, and even Xuanyu was not in short supply. His backing was much stronger than this kid's, so he looked at Ao Tian, who claimed to be the young master of the Proud Alliance, with disdain and said: "This young master isn't someone who can be intimidated. If you have the ability, come over here, who's afraid of whom?"
Seeing his own threat not being able to subdue the opponent, Ao Tian's eyes shone with a fierce cold light, and the long sword in his hand trembled again. Eighteen plum blossoms suddenly burst forth, shooting rapidly towards Xiao Zhan who was sitting on the chair. The violent sword flowers were like the icy snow of winter, cold and piercing to the bone.
Watching the sword coming with a fierce momentum, Xiao Zhan's eyes flashed with a hint of regret. This man's swordsmanship should have been derived from the intention of Hanmei Aoxue, but unfortunately, that majestic and elegant atmosphere was completely absent, replaced by the biting chill of winter ice and snow.
Xiao Zhan no longer defended this time, he wanted to take the initiative, and with a flick of his chopsticks, a swift and fierce sword move was made, meeting the long sword head-on without giving an inch. Xiao Zhan wielded his chopsticks like a sword, and the cold plum blossoms burst forth in a dazzling display. Tens of thousands of sets of sword moves swirled and shone in his mind, and with just one glance, a brand new Cold Plum Blossom Sword move suddenly took shape. It was the same move, the same sword, but the connotation was vastly different.
The sword intent of Ao Tian is revealed, with a hint of arrogance, recklessness, brutality and extravagance, fully revealing his personality!
Xiao Zhan's sword seemed to have seen a plum blossom blooming defiantly in the icy snow, filled with a sense of proud loneliness and unyielding spirit!
Looking at Xiao Zhan's sword, Ao Tian felt a sense of shame and guilt in his heart. He seemed to see the disdain and dissatisfaction in his father's eyes back then, which made him furious and humiliated, with the fire in his heart burning wildly, and the sword in his hand also becoming more violent.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of drums echoed continuously, and the two men fought with equal strength.
Everyone on the first floor, except for Tian Lu, was stunned, especially Mo Dao and the uncle of Tian Yue. They were all aware of Xiao Zhan's true age. Fourteen years old, yet he could defeat a Nie boundary swordsman with just a pair of chopsticks. The mastery of this swordsmanship required being several boundaries higher than his opponent. Although they appeared to be evenly matched, in their eyes, it was clear that Xiao Zhan had been holding back intentionally.
Xiao Zhan's attacks were all concentrated on the back of his long sword, after all, he was using chopsticks. The man's swordsmanship was exquisite, but there were still many openings, and it wasn't difficult for Xiao Zhan to break through his swordsmanship. The reason they were at a stalemate was that Xiao Zhan wanted to learn his opponent's swordsmanship thoroughly. What could be more devastating to the opponent, Xiao Zhan thought, was to learn from him on the spot and use his own ultimate move to defeat him, making him feel frustrated and vomit blood.
Actually, Ao Tian is already vomiting blood and feeling depressed. No matter how you look at it, his opponent is just a little kid. Moreover, with just a pair of chopsticks, he was able to fight him to a stalemate. If this little devil were to use a sword, wouldn't that be even more fierce and crazy?
His cultivation had reached the Nirvana realm, but looking at the young man's age, he was probably not even twenty years old. Such talent, such an age, he had never heard of before. The future achievements were bound to be immeasurable. Thinking of Ao Tian's murderous aura surging and churning in his heart, if he didn't get rid of this little brat today, he would surely become a disaster in the future. The long sword in his hand suddenly burst with killing intent.
Facing the opponent's murderous sword momentum, Xiao Zhan, who had already reached the state of unity with his sword, handled it with ease. He made every move at will, and every sword strike was effortless, letting the opponent bring out their ultimate sword technique so he could learn from it thoroughly.
As soon as the opponent's swordsmanship was almost done, Xiao Zhan's sword momentum changed and he no longer entangled with his opponent. The arrogant sword momentum had just started, but it was broken, and then Xiao Zhan launched more than a dozen consecutive attacks, each of which directly pointed to the flaws in his swordsmanship, making him so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
Suddenly, Xiao Zhan's mouth corner rose with a cold smile, and the chopsticks in his hand changed their style, grasping an opening, suddenly accelerating, piercing through layers of sword shadows, rushing straight towards Ao Tian's wrist holding the sword. To know that at this moment, Xiao Zhan was sitting upright on the chair, except for his wrist, he couldn't reach anywhere else.
His face changed, his heart suddenly became ruthless, the hilt of his sword slammed into the ladle, his true yuan surged wildly, and he decided to fight to the death.
"Boom!"
A loud explosion, the chopsticks and sword hilt collided, the chopsticks suddenly burst, Xiao Zhan's body shook, his sleeves were blown by the violent air, making a rustling sound, fortunately, he was still wearing the War God armor, otherwise it would have shattered.
But Ao Tian suddenly retreated, knocking over a table and chair before stopping. At this time, his face was twisted in horror, full of murderous intent, his right hand shaking uncontrollably as he grasped his sword, a sleeve bursting apart. His eyes blazed with fury, his gaze sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to chop Xiao Zhan into a thousand pieces. He had lost, and lost thoroughly, defeated by the other side's mere pair of chopsticks. This was something that Ao Tian, proud and arrogant, could hardly accept.
Following closely behind the two old men who had just gone upstairs, their faces changed and they hastily stepped forward, grasping his hand and saying: "Young Master! Are you alright? Let me take your place..."
"Hmph!" He glared at Xiao Zhan with a fierce gaze, bellowing: "This is my business, get out of the way! If I don't personally take down this little brat today, how can I establish myself in the Jianghu?"
In the past, he would have already called someone to take down any man who dared to compete with him for a woman. However, this time he couldn't bear the anger in his heart. Who is Ao Tian? He has always thought himself to be exceptionally talented and superior to others, but today a young kid only used a pair of chopsticks to make him lose face. If he didn't kill him personally, there would always be a shadow in his heart, which would be very unfavorable for his future cultivation.
