When Yu Zhenghai was only an Eight-leaf cultivator, his saber skills were even more refined than now.
The Sovereign Descent and the Dark Heaven Starlight were large-scale energy saber attacks that Yu Zhenghai was most skilled in. The energy saber was magnificent and shocking. It was also very efficient when it came to killing enemies. Its weakness was also very obvious. Its power was naturally inferior to that of a single-target attack.
Now, under the guise of the Sovereign's Descent, he gathered the energy sabers into one and split them into three parts, perfectly increasing his offensive power.
The three huge energy swords were aimed at the same spot. With the addition of the desolate-grade weapon, even a Ten-leaf elite like Nie Qingyun had to expend a large amount of Primal Qi to form energy to protect his heaven-grade weapon.
These three moves almost made up for the previous disadvantage.
The disciples of Cloud Mountain were greatly inspired by this sight.
It was impossible for a Nine-leaf cultivator to defeat a Ten-leaf cultivator.
Nie Qingyun was too embarrassed to unleash his full power as a Ten-leaf cultivator to avoid an unfair advantage. But he absolutely could not accept failure.
Three strikes.
Although Nie Qingyun was a Ten-leaf cultivator, he had no choice but to wield his saber to defend himself.
The energy from the sword struck the cloud platform.
The surroundings of the cloud platform, as well as the stone slabs and the stone pillars, were engraved with special formations that could withstand a certain amount of impact. Many cultivators would also intentionally avoid damaging buildings when sparring. When Cloud Mountain disciples cultivated, they could only go to the middle of the mountain or other stone platforms.
The three energy sabers caused the stone slabs to crack.
The disciples exclaimed in shock as they stared at Yu Zhenghai.
Then, he suddenly sheathed his saber and extended his fingers. The saber hovered in the air, and his fingers formed a palm as he pressed down.
"Great Dark Heaven Palm."
The Great Dark Heaven Memorial was a forceful and domineering cultivation method to begin with. Yu Zhenghai had incorporated it into his saber technique, making it look like a saber technique. However, in truth, it could also be used as a palm technique.
The palm print burst forth and covered the top.
Nie Qingyun took three steps back and tossed out his saber as well.
Boom!
The golden palm collided with the red palm. Stellar energy burst out in all directions. The Cloud Mountain disciples who were standing nearby were sent flying by the rolling Stellar energy waves.
At the same time, the Jasper Saber hovering above him flew into his left hand.
The blade trembled.
A buzzing sound rang out.
Nie Qingyun frowned. After fighting Yu Zhenghai ten times, he could clearly feel Yu Zhenghai's improvement. Moreover, it was a huge improvement. He felt pressure, a pressure that he had to face head-on.
"This …" Nie Qingyun dared not believe his eyes.
He raised his left hand and the saber flew into his palm.
Yu Zhenghai increased the force of his palm. Both of them were in a wrestling match.
Under normal circumstances, there was no doubt that a Nine-leaf cultivator would lose in a contest of strength against a Ten-leaf cultivator.
However, Yu Zhenghai cleverly utilized the desolate-grade weapon's characteristics to offset this gap.
"Three more slashes!"
Yu Zhenghai wielded the saber with his left hand and brought it down.
Nie Qingyun raised his saber to meet the attack.
Bang, bang, bang!
Almost the same scene as before reappeared in front of everyone.
Two energy sabers that were dozens of feet long, one gold and one red, collided with each other …
Once bitten, twice shy.
All the disciples flew back and watched from the sky.
…
Sikong Beichen was not stingy with his praise. "It's truly an eye-opener to be able to force a Ten-leaf cultivator to such a state."
The other two Ninth Temple's First Seats, Yao Qingquan and Zhao Jianghe, were equally baffled. They were reputable Nine-leaf elites as well, but they knew they could not do this. Although Yu Zhenghai had lost ten times to a Ten-leaf cultivator, he had clearly displayed the peak of the Nine-leaf stage.
Now, he even seemed to have the upper hand.
The Evil Sky Pavilion's might was beyond imagination.
When Lu Zhou saw this, he commented, "Yu Zhenghai has some accomplishments with the saber since he's able to fight Nie Qingyun to this extent. However, he's not flexible enough. "
"What do you think, Brother Lu?" Sikong Beichen asked humbly.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said confidently, "There are three grades of the sword. The highest grade is to use all creation as a sword. This is the swordless path."
He had heard this from Yu Shangrong before. Hence, it left a deep impression on him.
"The fourth grade of the sword. Alas, I'm only able to use all creation as a sword … Now that you mention it, I understand. The saber and the sword are one. The saber is the sword, and the sword is the saber, "Sikong Beichen said.
In a discussion between elites, it was easy to understand things with just a little explanation.
Lu Zhou continued.
"His palm strike has forced Nie Qingyun to a draw. His left hand moved, and the desolate-grade Jasper Saber collided with the heaven-grade saber. Indeed, he managed to gain the upper hand by doing this. However, he only managed to gain a slight advantage.
"Indeed, the saber and the sword are interconnected. If you only comprehend this much, it's still far from enough. "
Lu Zhou continued to stroke his beard. He stared at the collision of the golden-red energy sabers.
"The palm is also a saber, and the saber is also a palm.
When Yu Zhenghai's palms collided earlier, he had a chance of winning. Alas, he missed it. "
After he finished speaking, Lu Zhou sighed.
Sikong Beichen nodded and said, "Brother Lu, your words speak louder than ten years of study. Indeed, with the desolate-grade saber as a shield, Nie Qingyun's heaven-grade saber alone was not enough to nullify the attack. At this moment, the palms collided with Nie Qingyun's weakest point.
"Brother Lu, you're wise!"
Lu Zhou's expression was calm.
Perhaps, he had been in the Old Age Pavilion for a long time, he was only slightly satisfied with the praise of a Ten-leaf cultivator. He was not too affected.
As expected.
Nie Qingyun withstood the fierce attack. The advantage of his cultivation base was apparent.
"It's my turn."
Nie Qingyun stomped his feet and pushed Yu Zhenghai up with his palms.
Yu Zhenghai pushed his palms forward in an attempt to break free.
Nie Qingyun's energy sabers spun in all directions and occupied the area in the air.
Yu Zhenghai frowned slightly. 'What should I do?'
Instinctively, he turned his head to look.
"Master?"
Yu Zhenghai saw his master watching from nearby. His expression was calm and collected.
Yu Zhenghai's confidence was boosted by his master's calm demeanor.
Now that he was confident, he seemed to have been enlightened. He remembered his master's teachings and the various experiences he had with Yu Shangrong.
The saber and the sword were interconnected.
Yu Shangrong had once commented that his saber technique was flashy but impractical. It was merely a show-off.
'Is that all?'
Yu Zhenghai continued to fly upward.
His palm and Nie Qingyun's palms were still locked in a contest of strength.
The Jasper Saber and Nie Qingyun's Sky Soul Saber kept colliding.
Yu Zhenghai seemed to have comprehended something. Energy surged from his fingers as he used his palm as a saber.
Bam!
Nie Qingyun felt a wave of pressure bearing down on him. Shocked, he retracted his palm and descended.
During the collision, Yu Zhenghai flipped backward. He grabbed the Jasper Saber with one hand and descended slowly.
The two of them faced each other from a distance.
This round was over.
Nie Qingyun's expression was one of shock.
After what seemed like hours, Nie Qingyun finally raised his hand and said, "I'm impressed."
In truth, Nie Qingyun was not satisfied with this round. He was forced to a draw by a Nine-leaf cultivator. How was he going to maintain his prestige among the Cloud Mountain disciples in the future?
It was a pathetic draw.
The other disciples were at a loss as well. They did not know who won and who lost.
Both sides seemed to be evenly matched. However, when they remembered Yu Zhenghai was only a Nine-leaf cultivator while Nie Qingyun was a Ten-leaf cultivator, they felt awkward.
"Again!"
Yu Zhenghai's voice was loud and clear as he looked at Nie Qingyun solemnly.
"…" Nie Qingyun was speechless.
It was only now that he realized Yu Zhenghai was a battle maniac.
Yu Zhenghai kept losing, but he kept fighting.
He would never give up until he won!
Nie Qingyun was starting to feel intimidated. He did not want to continue fighting Yu Zhenghai.
At this moment, Lu Zhou said, "Watch your manners."
Yu Zhenghai turned around. "Master."
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