"…"
The corner of the Sword Saint of Fierce Wind's mouth twitched when he heard what Ye Futian said. He felt the urge to slap Ye Futian to death.
He had waited for so long and brought Ye Futian to King Li's Palace to see his sword, as well as to let the Sword Saint of the Gale show his face.
It was all over, yet he was telling him that no one was worthy of him drawing his sword.
"I knew he wouldn't have dared to make a move. He was just bragging before. I don't know what you were thinking, father," Huanxue said. She was furious when she heard what Ye Futian said.
If he didn't dare to make a move, then so be it. Saying that no one in the Nine Counties of Dali was worthy of him drawing his sword?
That was …
Everyone looked at Ye Futian with the urge to beat him up. That was just too despicable.
Qin Cang and Zuo Zhengdao were all at the pinnacle below Saint Plane. Even Li Hanxing of the Ziwei Sword Clan of the County of Yan was a top-notch figure.
Who the hell was the Seventh Swordsman that he was not worthy of him drawing his sword?
Many swordsmen from holy lands of the County of Yan looked at Ye Futian. Most of them looked at him with disdain and scoffed at his arrogant words. The County King of Yan said, "Even though you are extremely talented in the way of the sword, your words are still arrogant."
The mighty ones of the Nine Counties of Dali fought that day. Even though he was a Saint of True Self, he still had to admit that those juniors were exceptional.
Ye Futian was brought here by the Sword Saint of Fierce Wind, who had high hopes for him. As he was a genius of the way of the sword from the County of Yan, it was only natural for him to show respect.
However, Ye Futian's words and actions disappointed him.
But then again, he would not have minded too much with a junior.
"Are you a swordsman afraid to admit that you don't have the courage to make a move?" Chi Yao of the Crimson Phoenix Sword Clan said calmly. He had bragged before, but now he knew that he would only be humiliating himself if he made a move.
Yan Qingyi, Yan Ziyi, Yan Ziyi, and Kai Huang of the Juque Sword Clan only glanced at Ye Futian indifferently. They seemed to be somewhat disdainful, but they did not say anything and treated him as if he did not exist.
As for Li Hanxing, he did not even look at Ye Futian.
Ye Futian saw the reactions of the crowd and seemed to have expected it, so he did not care about what they thought. He said plainly, "I said before I came here that I came to King Li's Palace just to see if there are any cultivators of the Nine Counties who are worthy of my sword. I never said that I would definitely make a move. As for whether I'm strong or weak, it's up to you all to think. There's no need to care about what others think when it comes to the cultivation of the sword.
"Forget it." The Sword Saint of Fierce Wind said plainly. Since Ye Futian had put it that way, he would not force the issue. However, there was a look of displeasure on his face.
He had comprehended the way of the sword for thirty years. Even if he was talented, with such a personality, it would be difficult for him to stand alone in the top forces of the Upper Realms.
Too self-centered.
Ye Futian noticed the Sword Saint of Fierce Wind's expression and thought that this was fine.
During the battle of Lihen Heaven all those years ago, he experienced the Swordmaster of Lihen borrowing his sword. His state of mind changed slightly. Even though he had a grudge against the Dali Dynasty, he would not vent his anger on the cultivators of the Dali Dynasty.
Where a person is born is decided at birth.
After entering the Great Li Dynasty, he personally felt that the Great Li Dynasty was different from what he had imagined.
At the very least, both the Sword Saint of Fierce Wind and the County King of Yan were considered decent people. Saints with a temper like his would have probably lost it a long time ago.
Back then, Saint Ji of the Nine States did not have such a bearing.
Therefore, he did not wish to implicate the Sword Saint of Fierce Wind in the future due to some of his actions.
Qin Cang stood alone on the Law Battle Platform, and no one dared to challenge him.
There was no one in Liwang City and the Nine Counties of the Great Li Dynasty who could fight him.
Qin Cang of the Upper Qin County was about to step into the Upper Realms. He would probably be able to soar in the future and become a figure who could shake the world.
Not only Qin Cang, but also Zuo Zhengdao and Li Hanxing. Their futures were all in the Upper Realms of the Dali Dynasty.
King Li glanced at the crowd and said, "Since there is no one left to fight, then the Law Battles will end here."
The Law Battles of the Nine Counties officially ended on that day.
Countless people talked about it for a while.
"Thank you all for your hard work," King Li looked at the County Kings of the Nine Counties and the people of the holy lands and said with a smile.
"King Li and the cultivators of the Upper Realms personally presided over this Law Battle. I dare not say that it was hard work." Everyone cupped their hands at King Li.
King Li smiled and nodded, saying, "The banquet will continue, but do not be restrained. You may do whatever you want."
Many people got up immediately. The selected clan lords of holy lands took their disciples to the top forces that had picked them to greet them.
And they were going to send them to the Upper Realms.
The clan lord of the Ziwei Sword Clan also got up and took Li Hanxing there.
"Let's go together," the County King of Yan said with a smile. Many saints then went to where King Li was.
The Sword Saint of Fierce Wind did not go. His disciples of the Sword Clan of the Gale did not perform well and he did not want to join in the fun. He was rather disappointed that Ye Futian did not fight.
However, at that moment, Ye Futian got up and walked down as well.
He seemed to be following the swordsmen of the County of Yan. That made the Sword Saint of Fierce Wind look puzzled. What is this guy trying to do?
Princess Li You smiled at Lu Chuan from where King Li was and said, "How do you feel about the geniuses of the Lower Realms of Dali in this Law Battle?"
"Not too bad." Lu Chuan nodded slightly but did not give too high an evaluation.
While there were a few who were quite good, but none of them were the kind of peerless figures that he wanted to see.
However, if they were to be trained in the Upper Realms, they might be even more outstanding.
"What are you doing here?" A voice was heard from the bottom of the stairs at that moment. Many turned their eyes in that direction and saw many swordsmen of the County of Yan heading to Sword Mountain to pay their respects under the County King of Yan's lead. Li Hanxing was among the crowd.
However, at that moment, behind the cultivators of the County of Yan, a handsome figure was seen walking, seemingly in the same direction as them.
Yan Qingyi frowned and said to Ye Futian after seeing that scene.
"I'm not following you," Ye Futian replied plainly.
The County King of Yan turned around and looked at Ye Futian as well. Kai Huang of the Juque Sword Clan said sarcastically, "You don't dare to fight at the Law Battle Platform, and you still have the face to follow us swordsmen of the County of Yan?"
Ye Futian took a look at the other party. He stood where he was and looked forward. There was a group of swordsmen from the County of Yan, standing there quietly with their backs straight, as if they were sharp swords.
Those people were from the Sword Mountain of the Upper Realms.
"I am the Seventh Swordsman. I have heard that Sword Mountain is the foremost holy land of swordsmanship in Dali Dynasty, and I have come to seek guidance from Sword Mountain," Ye Futian said loudly. His voice was like a sword, echoing in the air.
In an instant, the noisy space gradually calmed down, and soon, it became quiet again.
At that moment, countless eyes looked in the same direction. They saw Ye Futian standing there like a sword. It was as if he was the only person in the world.
Some cultivators from the Lower Worlds skipped the Law Battles and asked the swordsmen from Sword Mountain for advice.
The Sword Saint of Fierce Wind stood up in the spectator's stand far away. He was speechless when he heard Ye Futian's words.
Did he really think that none of the swordsmen of the Nine Commanderies of Dali Dynasty were worthy of him drawing his sword?
So, he directly challenged Sword Mountain?
Thirty years of sharpening a sword, yet he was so arrogant.
The eyes of the swordsmen of the County of Yan froze there as well, looking at Ye Futian with some astonishment.
Learn from Sword Mountain's Sword Dao.
"Don't be impudent." The Seventh Swordsman had not entered the Law Battle before. Now that his disciple Li Hanxing had come to greet the cultivators of Sword Mountain, Ye Futian had come to challenge a disciple of Sword Mountain. What was the meaning of this?
Even King Li, Lü Chuan, and the others were looking at the handsome figure standing alone.
"I didn't see you fight in the Law Battles of Dali Dynasty before. Why are you asking the swordsmanship of Sword Mountain now?" Princess Li You looked at Ye Futian with her beautiful eyes. Someone had suddenly come out and challenged the number one holy land of swordsmanship of the Upper Worlds, which was rather baffling.
Ye Futian looked at Li You and said calmly, "I watched the Law Battles, and none of the cultivators of the Nine Commanderies were worthy of me drawing my sword. As such, I'm asking the swordsmanship of Sword Mountain."
"How arrogant." Li You's expression changed slightly. Her father was in charge of the Nine Commanderies of Dali Dynasty, and the Upper Worlds had come to recruit people. Her father had summoned the cultivators of the Nine Commanderies for the Law Battles, and Ye Futian had claimed that none of the cultivators of the Nine Commanderies were worthy of him drawing his sword.
Lu Chuan looked at Ye Futian with a strange expression. Coming out and saying such arrogant words in such an environment was not something that could be summed up with just one word.
Many swordsmen of the County of Yan stopped and stared at the figure standing alone.
At that moment, a figure stepped out. It was the strongest swordsman below Saint Plane of the Juque Sword Clan, Kai Huang.
He stepped out, and every step seemed to contain terrifying power, pressing towards Ye Futian. His Life Spirit burst and a huge sword appeared. Terrifying sword will pressed towards Ye Futian in an instant.
Voom. Kai Huang stepped into the air, and one heavy sword after another lined up in a straight line. Raging pressure turned into billowing currents of the sword.
The huge sword tore through the air with a loud rumble, heading straight for Ye Futian.
Ye Futian looked up and took a look at his opponent, standing there quietly. Sword will coursed all over his body. When the huge swords were about to hit him, they stopped all of a sudden in front of him, as if they had been blocked by some sort of sword will.
Boom. Kai Huang charged at him with his huge sword after a loud rumble.
Ye Futian waved his hand and a heavy sword appeared in front of him as well. An incredibly heavy pressure burst. He pushed his hand out and the heavy sword shot forward, clashing with Kai Huang's sword.
A muffled rumble was heard, and Kai Huang's body, which was heading straight for Ye Futian, stopped all of a sudden. His sword seemed to have stopped as well, and he felt a terrifying pressure bearing down on his body.
Ye Futian slapped at the heavy sword with his palm. When the sword came out, a sharp screeching sound could be heard. Kai Huang's sword was broken inch by inch. The heavy sword broke through his defense and slammed into his body. In an instant, his body was sent flying and he spat up blood.
"The power of your sword is too weak," Ye Futian said indifferently. He had not moved at all from beginning to end. He had only used one hand and one sword.
Too weak. That was his previous evaluation of Kai Huang.
Crack … At that moment, a beam of sword will filled the air. Lin Ya of the Sword Clan of the Storm descended from the sky with a terrifying sword will of wind and thunder. The air seemed to be on the verge of exploding.
Lightning flashed on Ye Futian's body, and a sword of lightning appeared in front of him.
Ye Futian stepped out and rushed into the lightning. With one sword, the sky split open and lightning filled the sky.
"Boom …"
A loud rumble was heard. In the next moment, Lin Ya of the Sword Clan of the Storm was covered in lightning. His clothes were torn and his face was charred.
"Your explosive power is too weak." Ye Futian's voice was heard in the air. It was the same evaluation Ye Futian gave him before.
Yan Qingyi and Yan Ziyi looked at each other. The sisters then floated and turned into many afterimages. In an instant, sword will covered the sky. It was as if countless silhouettes were charging at Ye Futian at the same time, accompanied by boundless sword will.
Ye Futian's eyes were as sharp as a sword as he glanced at the two coldly.
He took one step and disappeared right away. In the next moment, an incredibly dazzling flash of the sword shone in the air, turning into thousands of sword auras.
With one sword, all spells were broken. Yan Qingyi and Yan Ziyi's swords disappeared in an instant. Tearing sounds were heard and a corner of their dresses was torn.
They stopped and lowered their heads to look at the torn corners of their clothes. Their arms trembled slightly.
It was still just one sword.
None of the swordsmen of the County of Yan deserved to use one sword!
PS: I've seen many people saying that the protagonist was arrogant and had a questionable character, and that he was pretending. I suddenly feel that these few chapters were all empty. You only realized that he was pretending after so many words were written!
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