Chapter 10: Chapter 9 Cloud Water Sword Technique
Luo Yi ceaselessly dodged, avoiding the Blood-eyed Wolf's sharp claws one after another.
One could see that Luo Yi's movements were confined to a very small range, almost all within the First Step. It was by means of such limited range, high-frequency movements that he swiftly dodged the attacks of the Blood-eyed Wolf.
"How precise the control!" Lin Xuan secretly marveled. Up till now, Luo Yi had not made a single mistake, almost grazing past the Blood-eyed Wolf's attacks. This step technique was highly efficient, but also very dangerous—a single error could result in serious injuries.
As Lin Xuan thought this, there was a ripping sound, and Luo Yi's clothes were torn open, leaving three bloody marks on his chest.
"Hmph, Vast Torrential Waves!"
Luo Yi snorted coldly, and his sword technique abruptly changed, resembling a raging river, surging continuously.
His three-foot longsword was enveloped in azure Spiritual Power, each strike resembling a tidal wave. Luo Yi unleashed three consecutive swords, the blue Spiritual Power rippling violently in the air, the powerful force sweeping everything before it.
Awoo!
The Blood-eyed Wolf appeared to sense the danger, its fur bristling as it leaped to the side.
Boom!
However, the Blood-eyed Wolf's speed was still a step too slow, it was cleaved into two by the sharp longsword, blood scattering everywhere.
"Luo Yi bro's sword technique is really awesome!" someone in the team cheered.
"I think the step technique was even cooler." someone enviously asked, "Yi bro, your step technique just now was so cool!"
Luo Yi looked back at the members of his Battle Group and said, "All right, tidy up the wolf carcass, and let's move on to the next task."
Lin Xuan squatted in the bushes, still recalling the step technique he had just witnessed.
It wasn't any special martial technique, but rather taking a step technique to an incredibly profound level and combining it with precise calculations that had created that scene.
"How exquisite, I love it!" Lin Xuan was very enthralled and planned to work towards this technique.
"First, let's find Yin Herb." He hadn't forgotten his original purpose, and after arranging his backpack, he set off again.
Finally, in a mountain stream, Lin Xuan discovered three Yin Herbs.
Lin Xuan was delighted, and immediately took out a wooden box from his backpack, plucked one of the Yin Herbs, and placed it inside the box.
"Hey, it's Yin Herb!" Suddenly, someone exclaimed from behind.
A sinking feeling in his heart, Lin Xuan plucked another herb, placed it into the wooden box, and then stored the box away. He left one herb outside; two were enough for him.
"Kid, put down the Yin Herbs in your box!" the man demanded.
Lin Xuan frowned and looked ahead, only to see a square-faced youth in front, dressed in a white robe with a crescent moon embroidered on the sleeve.
"People from the Divine Power Group." Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and slowly exhaled.
"There's still one herb, just go and pick it," Lin Xuan said sternly.
"One herb?" The youth sneered, "I want them all! You even dare to compete with the Divine Power Group for tasks, tired of living, huh?"
"Just as I thought, more overbearing than I imagined," Lin Xuan clenched the longsword in his hand and said coldly, "Hurry up and move, I don't have time for you!"
"Oh, want to start a fight?" The disciple looked arrogant, "You dare to strike against someone from the Divine Power Group!"
"Come on, let me show you how formidable I am." The square-faced disciple drew his longsword and thrust it forward.
"Cloud Water Sword Technique!"
Although the square-faced disciple was arrogant, his actions were decisive—launching a fierce sword technique right away, not underestimating Lin Xuan in the slightest.
This sword technique was as elusive as clouds and as flowing as water, giving a feeling of extreme gentleness, like a lover's caress, intoxicating to the observers.
Lin Xuan was on alert, knowing well that disciples who could join the Divine Power Group all had considerable skill.
His hands remained steady and composed, not like the hands of a young man, as no youth's hands could be so stable.
Lin Xuan knew it was all thanks to his daily practice, for three years, of a single sword skill, the "Outer Heaven Flying Star." If not for this, he wouldn't have been able to achieve such a level.
He raised his hand and struck with his sword.
Lin Xuan used Basic Sword Technique, devoid of unnecessary flourish, simple yet very practical.
"Ha, that kills me!" the square-faced disciple laughed loudly, "Using Basic Sword Technique? You dare challenge the Divine Power Group without any real skill? You must be tired of living!"
The rules of Xuanjian Sect were strict: no deaths were allowed inside the sect, but outside, in the mountains, no one could nor desired to intervene.
"Cloud and Water Thirteen Sword, clouds are light, water is clear!"
The square-faced disciple swung two sword strikes in quick succession, one as dazzling as a rainbow, the other elusive and unpredictable, invisible to most. Yet, it was this hidden second strike that was truly lethal.
The square-faced disciple wore a smile, seeming to have already seen Lin Xuan helplessly collapsing on the ground, pleading incessantly.
However, the next moment, the situation took an abrupt turn.
Lin Xuan's Black Iron Sword, like a venomous black dragon, stabbed out quickly with two precise and tricky angles, perfectly
countering the square-faced disciple's offensive.
"What? Impossible!" the square-faced disciple's eyes twitched, those two strikes were the essence of the Cloud Water Sword, one visible to attract the enemy's firepower, the other hidden specifically to take the opponent by surprise.
Yet Lin Xuan had broken them easily, as if he had known beforehand.
"Damn luck!" unable to figure it out, the square-faced disciple could only attribute it to luck.
"Let's see how long your luck lasts!" His expression fierce, he swung his longsword relentlessly, cutting down surrounding rocks and plants.
Lin Xuan was not rushed; the square-faced disciple's strength and swordsmanship were comparable to his own, making him a perfect sparring partner. His own Basic Sword Technique and Basic Footwork had only been practiced in solitude and never tested against an adversary—now was the perfect chance.
Suddenly, Lin Xuan thought of Luo Yi's step technique, agile, fast, efficient, and thrilling.
"Let's try this." Lin Xuan suddenly closed the distance, ready to practice that step technique.
This move startled the square-faced disciple, but when he noticed Lin Xuan's decreased attack frequency and frequent mistakes in step technique, his face twisted into a savage smile.
"Running out of strength? Luck used up, right? Well, die then!" On his sword tip, a silver sword light flashed with astonishing power.
Lin Xuan sighed; just when he was getting into the rhythm, the square-faced disciple decided to go all out and use his trump card, forcing him to abandon his exercise.
He swung his longsword, creating a trace of sword light like lightning, striking directly at the square-faced disciple's wrist.
A sudden chill flashed, and a six-inch long wound appeared on the wrist of the square-faced youth, blood gushing violently.
The sword clanged to the ground; the square-faced youth clutched his wrist and looked at Lin Xuan in terror.
"You, what do you want to do?" the square-faced youth stammered, panicked, "I warn you, I am from the Divine Power Group, don't mess around!"
Lin Xuan couldn't care less, he turned to pick the remaining Yin Herb, placed it into a box, and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, the square-faced disciple quickly scrambled up from the ground, retreated rapidly to a safe distance, and then shot a golden arrow into the sky.
With a boom, the arrow exploded mid-air, forming a small golden sun that was very eye-catching.
"Kid, daring to bully a member of the Divine Power Group, you're dead for sure!" the square-faced disciple screamed ferociously.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone