Martial Arts: After ten years of sword-drawing, the Sword God must bow his head when he sees me

Chapter 33 Yao Yue's Competitiveness

In an instant, Zhang Sanniang felt that the sword that was stabbing at Yao Yue suddenly stopped as if it had fallen into a quagmire.

Not only that, even Zhang Sanniang herself felt as if she was suddenly in quicksand, with resistance all around her.

"Is this the Yihua Palace's 'Transferring Flowers and Jade'?"

Feeling the changes around her, Zhang Sanniang immediately thought of the Yihua Palace's unique martial arts.

Before Zhang Sanniang could think about it, Yao Yue on the opposite side had already approached her half a meter away and raised her hand to slap Zhang Sanniang's shoulder.

As she raised her hand, Zhang Sanniang discovered that the resistance around her was increasing instead of decreasing.

Zhang Sanniang instantly felt a strange suction force appearing out of nowhere from all directions, pulling the tip of her sword three inches to the side, and the remaining sword energy brushed past Yao Yue's temples.

This strange method made Zhang Sanniang feel even more serious.

Then Zhang Sanniang quickly brushed her left hand across the hilt of the sword in her right hand, and the next moment, the originally sharp sword was split into two.

Holding the sword in both hands, Zhang Sanniang swirled the sword tip, and the sword intent mixed with true energy was madly injected into the blade. In an instant, nine cold lights fell to the ground like stars.

The sword's power was several times more powerful than before.

"Huh! It's actually a two-handed sword!"

Taking this scene in, Yao Yue's lips curled up slightly.

Immediately, his sleeves suddenly spread out, and the "Transferring Flowers and Jade" technique flowed like a wheel.

But the soft power in her sleeves was like ripples on the water. The moment the nine sword lights touched the purple gauze, they disappeared like a drop in the ocean. The sharp sword intent was removed layer by layer.

For the next dozens of moves, no matter how fierce Zhang Sanniang's swordsmanship was, whenever Yao Yue gently stroked her with her long sleeves, she was always able to dissolve Zhang Sanniang's sword power silently.

And every time Yao Yue flipped her palms and pulled or tugged, she could always condense a strange suction or repulsive force to affect Zhang Sanniang's attack and even the movement of her body, which made people feel suffocated.

Zhang Sanniang knew clearly that what Yao Yue was using was the Yihua Palace's unique martial art, "Yihua Jieyu", which was ranked as a mid-level heavenly martial art.

Although she had heard that the "Yihua Jieyu" of Yihua Palace was mysterious and unpredictable, when she experienced it for real, even Zhang Sanniang could not find any way to crack it.

A few feet away, Lian Xing looked at the two people moving and fighting in the air with a bit of surprise in her eyes.

"I didn't expect that Lady Yu is so powerful. She's already fought for nearly two hundred moves and she's still not defeated."

Who is Yao Yue? At only twenty, he has already mastered the Yihua Palace's "Ming Yu Gong" to the seventh level, and has even mastered "Yi Hua Jie Yu" to a smooth and perfect level.

Over the past hundreds of years, no Palace Master of Yihua Palace has been able to achieve the same speed of cultivation as Yaoyue.

Even the elders in the palace and their masters were amazed at Yao Yue's talent in cultivation.

Not only that.

For a warrior, what determines his strength is not only his mastery of martial arts, but also his application of martial arts and combat awareness, which also play a big role.

Even if Lian Xing had the same level of cultivation and martial arts as Yao Yue, she could not defeat Yao Yue.

But now, Zhang Sanniang was able to fight with Yao Yue for hundreds of moves without being at a disadvantage.

This strength is already above Lian Xing.

But having said that, in Lian Xing's opinion, the battle in the field will not last long.

Lian Xing had barely finished thinking about this when Yao Yue waved her sleeves again and used the "Transferring Flowers and Jade" to neutralize Zhang Sanniang's attack. Yao Yue lightly tapped her toes and approached like a ghost. Using the seventh level of the "Ming Yu Gong", the palm wind from Yao Yue's palm towards Zhang Sanniang was filled with a biting chill.

Zhang Sanniang's heart tightened, and the sword flashed. The sword energy was like an angry dragon rising into the sky, and it actually split the palm wind of Yao Yue in half, but the remaining sword energy did not diminish.

Then, a soft hand forcefully slapped away the remaining sword energy with a domineering gesture and continued to strike towards Zhang Sanniang. Zhang Sanniang's eyes narrowed, and she instinctively raised her left hand holding the sword slightly to meet the attack with the hilt.

The next second, as Yao Yue's soft hand lightly tapped the hilt of the sword, a terrifying force burst out from the two women, like a strong wind passing through, causing the surrounding green bamboo to sway continuously.

Inside the arena, after a moment of stalemate, Zhang Sanniang's body trembled slightly, and then she took five steps back, her cheeks flushed slightly, making her look even more charming.

Although it was just one move, the outcome was clear.

After a successful attack, Yao Yue did not continue to pursue.

Looking at Zhang Sanniang across from her, Yao Yue flicked her long sleeves and placed them behind her waist again. She said calmly, "Not bad for holding on for this long in my hands!"

The light voice made Zhang Sanniang's pretty face darken slightly.

But Zhang Sanniang also knew that Yao Yue's strength was indeed above hers.

Especially the "Transferring Flowers and Jade", which made her feel exhausted.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Sanniang said in a deep voice, "The Yihua Palace's 'Transferring Flowers and Jade' is indeed worthy of its reputation."

The words only praised "Yihua Jieyu", not Yao Yue herself.

This attitude caused Yao Yue to raise her eyebrows slightly and sneer, "You're quite stubborn."

Zhang Sanniang snorted lightly, but still did not put away the sword in her hand.

Faced with Zhang Sanniang's attitude, Yao Yue was not angry, but glanced at Zhang Sanniang with interest.

"From the looks of it, you really like Shen Pingan?"

Zhang Sanniang narrowed her eyes slightly, her tone becoming more alert as she spoke, "Palace Master Yaoyue, you're joking. Sanniang and Young Master Shen have only known each other for a few days. How can you say they're in love?"

"Oh?"

Yao Yue raised her lips slightly, then said calmly, "It just so happens that I'm somewhat interested in this man. Since you don't like him, stay away from him from now on."

Upon hearing this, Lian Xing, who was walking towards Yao Yue, changed her expression, stopped abruptly, and looked at Yao Yue in disbelief.

Lian Xing's reaction was like this, not to mention Zhang Sanniang, whose face instantly darkened.

"I've always heard that Palace Master Yaoyue of Yihua Palace acts in a domineering manner, but I never expected that she would even want to interfere in other people's private affairs."

"However, there is no need for Palace Master Yue to worry about the matter between Sanniang and Master Shen."

After saying this, and making sure that Yao Yue had no intention of continuing to attack, Zhang Sanniang combined the two swords into one and sheathed them. Then, without saying a word, she turned around and used her Qing Kung Fu to soar into the air.

Just as her figure was about to disappear from the sight of Yao Yue and Lian Xing, Zhang Sanniang's gentle yet somewhat low voice echoed in the bamboo forest.

"I lost today. I will definitely ask Palace Master Yaoyue for advice someday."

Hearing this, Yao Yue smiled nonchalantly, not taking Zhang Sanniang's words to heart at all.

After Zhang Sanniang left, Lian Xing walked over to Yao Yue and asked in a low voice after a moment's hesitation, "Sister, are you really attracted to that Mr. Shen?"

Yao Yue glanced at Lian Xing sideways.

After the latter timidly lowered his head, Yao Yue's cold voice slowly sounded.

"I just suddenly felt interested."

"Are you in the mood?" Lian Xing was stunned for a moment, and then an idea flashed in her mind.

(End of this chapter)