Singing with a Sword

The following is the main text of the novel "{?$article_title?}" ({?$jieqi_title?}) provided by {?$jieqi_sitename?}. Please enjoy! Wu Changfeng was anxious. As an elder of the Vanguard Hall, he could only watch helplessly as his disciples suffered defeat after defeat! This feeling was truly painful! The disciples of the Vanguard Hall could no longer sit still. If they lost another match, they would be swept aside!

"Where's Senior Brother?"

"Why hasn't our senior brother arrived yet?"

"Quick, quick, go and find our senior brother! If he doesn't come soon, we're really going to lose!"

Immediately, another disciple went to inform Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang had just gotten up, yawned, and got out of bed to wash up. He guessed that Han Shuo and Xu Chen had already finished torturing the people of Shenfeng Hall, and now it was his turn as the senior brother to personally step in and thoroughly humiliate Yi Ranxiao.

Zhang Qiang was very unhappy. He could have slept in, but instead he had to fight in the hall today! And he had to fight that good-for-nothing Yi Ranxiao! What a waste of time! Actually, he didn't need to lift a finger to teach those useless people from the Divine Wind Hall a lesson.

However, thinking about how Shenfengtang had stolen the incense money from Xianfengtang, Zhang Qiang clenched his fist and thought to himself that he must give Yiranxiao a good beating!

Just then, a rapid, piercing knocking sound came from the door. If it were nighttime, people might mistake it for a home invasion robbery.

Zhang Qiang frowned in displeasure and shouted, "Damn it, which brat is courting death again? Making such a commotion so early in the morning?"

"Senior Brother, no... something bad has happened! Something terrible has happened at the hall battle..." This disciple was already very flustered, and after being scolded by Zhang Qiang, he even started to stutter.

Zhang Qiang was even more annoyed. "What big thing happened?" Suddenly, he thought of something and exclaimed happily, "Could it be that Han Shuo and Xu Chen went too far and killed someone from Shenfeng Hall?"

Just as the disciple was about to speak, Zhang Qiang inside gloated to himself, "Hmph, I knew the Shenfeng Hall people were no match for us. Haha, daring to challenge our Vanguard Hall was simply courting death. Sure enough, we beat them to a pulp. But we can't blame them! Swords have no eyes; who can guarantee they won't hurt the other side? If anyone's to blame, it's their own lack of skill!"

After Zhang Qiang finished speaking with a cheerful smile, he realized that he hadn't let the disciple in yet, so he said, "Come in, what are you doing standing outside?"

The disciple pushed open the door, his face filled with panic. Seeing this, Zhang Qiang laughed, "What are you afraid of? Do you think the people from Shenfeng Hall would dare to complain to the sect? But I have to say something to Han Shuo and Xu Chen. Those two are really something, why be so ruthless? One should be more gentle. Winning is enough, why—"

"Senior Brother!" After holding back for a long time, the disciple finally blurted out, "Senior Brother Han and Senior Brother Wang have both been defeated!"

"What?" Zhang Qiang slammed his hand on the table, which instantly turned into dust.

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On the arena, the stage was completely destroyed, but the audience's enthusiasm for watching the fight remained undiminished. The disciples of the Vanguard Hall awaited their senior brother's arrival to play the role of savior. The members of the Divine Wind Hall, on the other hand, waited for Yi Ranxiao to defeat Zhang Qiang and thus shed the infamous reputation of being the last-ranked branch of the sect.

On the high platform, Wu Changfeng carefully examined Yi Ranxiao. This kid was only at the mid-stage of the seventh level of the Transcendent Realm, while Zhang Qiang was at the peak of the eighth level. Hmm, he wouldn't lose again! Wu Changfeng breathed a long sigh of relief. Apart from Yi Ranxiao, there was no fourth expert in the Divine Wind Hall. In this way, as long as Zhang Qiang won this round, the Vanguard Hall would definitely turn the tide.

At this moment, Zhang Qiang finally arrived in a great hurry. When he got to Xu Chen and Han Shuo's side, he looked angrily at the two men covered in injuries and shouted, "Who beat you up like this? Tell me quickly, who defeated you?"

Han Shuo and Xu Chen laboriously raised their hands, pointing shakily at Huangfu Cheng and Wei Wuzheng in the distance. Zhang Qiang, his eyes wide, walked over to the two, circled them, and sized them up, saying, "I don't see anything special about you two. How could you defeat my junior brother? Come on, I want to spar with you both. You two come at me together!"

“Hey, Zhang Qiang, your opponent is me,” Yi Ranxiao said, smiling at Zhang Qiang before leaping onto the stage. “It’s time for the main battle, so don’t waste any more time.”

Zhang Qiang looked at Yi Ranxiao with displeasure and said, "Hmph, since you're looking for death, I'll teach you a lesson first, and then I'll deal with these two guys."

Yi Ranxiao smiled helplessly. There would always be so many arrogant people in this world. He was too lazy to argue back. Arguing with an idiot would only lower your IQ and quality to the same level as his. Yi Ranxiao handed Dingding to Xiaoru and went up to the ring.

Zhang Qiang also stepped onto the arena, flipping his hand to take out a heavy, massive cleaver, so large it was terrifying! It was even bigger than the Demon Slayer! Yi Ranxiao, on the other hand, flipped his hand to take out a thin, green sword, a seemingly frail-looking green sword.

Zhang Qiang couldn't help but laugh smugly, "Yan Yixiao, you call yourself a man, yet you use such a flimsy, light sword." Yan Yixiao smiled slightly. No matter how he looked at Zhang Qiang, he thought this guy was a pig, and a pig waiting to be slaughtered!

Wu Changfeng announced loudly, "The third round begins!" Before his words had even finished, Zhang Qiang shouted, raised his greatsword, and charged towards Yi Ranxiao! Don't be fooled by the weight of the sword or Zhang Qiang's tall and strong physique; his speed and the speed of his sword were indeed very fast!

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yi Ranxiao! The great cleaver crashed down on Yi Ranxiao!

He smiled nonchalantly, moved his feet, and used the elusive movement technique to easily dodge Zhang Qiang's attack.

Zhang Qiang was furious. Yi Ranxiao was just a woman, using a woman's sword, and fighting like a woman, dodging and weaving. Out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Qiang saw Yi Ranxiao behind him, her greatsword slashing backward!

However, Yi Ranxiao dodged again using her footwork. Zhang Qiang was a typical body cultivator who relied on strength. It was best not to confront him head-on at the beginning. Instead, she would circle around him a couple of times to dampen his arrogance.

He expected Zhang Qiang to fly into a rage, but instead, Zhang Qiang smiled disdainfully, suddenly made a hand seal with his left hand, and shouted at Yi Ranxiao, "Lock on!"

In that instant, Yi Ranxiao's feet seemed to be glued to the ground, unable to move! This was Zhang Qiang's locking skill!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Qiang immediately attacked, slashing down with his sword once again! Yi Ranxiao's legs were unable to move, but his hands could still move. He immediately raised his green sword, preparing to block Zhang Qiang's heavy slash!

The crowd below shook their heads. How could Qingjian, such a frail and thin sword, possibly withstand Zhang Qiang's heavy broadsword? With one strike from Zhang Qiang, Qingjian would surely break! And Yiran Xiao would probably be dead as well!

The disciples of Shenfeng Hall below the stage were shocked. Even Huangfu Cheng and Wei Wuzheng's palms were sweating profusely. What was their senior brother thinking? How could he make such an irresponsible defensive move? Why didn't he just use the Roaring Thunder technique from the Divine Thunder Swordplay?

Zhang Qiang sneered; this strike would surely slice Yi Ranxiao in two! But Yi Ranxiao smiled slightly, still holding the green sword. And just as the narrow blade of the greatsword touched the green sword—

A surge of lightning-elemental energy erupted from Yi Ranxiao's dantian, flowing to his right hand and then into his green sword. Instantly, electric snakes crackled across the sword's blade, then traveled along the great slashing blade and abruptly entered Zhang Qiang's body!

hiss~ hiss~

Zhang Qiang was struck by the electric current, his whole body trembling violently. The immense force contained in the great cleaver vanished instantly, and the green sword easily deflected the heavy cleaver. Zhang Qiang, however, was charred all over, panting with wisps of white air from his nostrils, looking utterly wretched.

Everyone looked at Yi Ranxiao with admiration; her adaptability was truly impressive!

Yi Ranxiao was overjoyed. A great start was in the first place!

Zhang Qiang retreated to a distance, looked at his charred body, and then glared angrily at Yi Ranxiao. This sissy only knows how to use these petty tricks. A real man should fight with strength!

"Damn it, Yiranxiao, are you even a man? If you're a man, you should be playing strength with me! Don't try this sissy stuff with me!"