Great Love Immortal Venerate: Why are all my fairies yandere?

Chapter 64 62. Jade Foot Sword Qi, Throw You Rem

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The Sword Sect competition is a matter of a lifetime's importance for many Sword Sect disciples.

Once, Fang Yuan was one of these myriad beings.

But the current Fang Yuan is no longer the Fang Yuan of the past.

She is Xu Yuan.

Therefore, this Sword Sect competition, destined to leave an indelible mark in the memory of many disciples, seemed to him such a commonplace matter.

One sword!

One sword!

Still one sword!

Compared with the battles on the other platforms, the fight at Xu Yuan's side appeared so monotonous. No matter who it was, in front of him, it was just a matter of one sword.

Until the fifth round.

When the light white robe danced and fell in the wind, and he heard the clamor of the young girls below, Xu Yuan knew he had finally met a truly worthy opponent.

"Wow, if I'm not mistaken, that's Senior Sister Wind Butterfly, the one who ranked eighth in the last competition between the two sects. Junior Sister Fang Yuan might really lose this time."

"I heard Senior Sister Wind Butterfly could have broken through to the Core Formation Stage long ago; if it wasn't for her desire to rank even higher in this competition, she would probably have already advanced to the dwelling of the Core Formation Stage."

Due to Xu Yuan's unique fighting style, the crowd in front of his platform was also the largest.

Of course, among them were many who were drawn by an inexplicable stirring of their hearts.

"You, are quite good."

Wind Butterfly's eyes were cool and her features could only be described as delicate among the multitude of women in the Sword Sect's Yin Peak, but her demeanor was serene and indifferent, exuding an air of detachment.

At this moment, she slowly drew her sword from her waist and said indifferently to Xu Yuan, "It's just a pity, you've met me."

"For this competition, I have waited years. This time, my goal is the top three, so, Junior Sister Fang Yuan, please... lose."

"Oh."

Xu Yuan looked at her, his expression now becoming serious.

Without the enhancement of the Illusory Realm, just what level his strength was at would soon become clear.

"Sword Control Technique!"

The crescent arc of Sword Qi and the sword light collided at the instant of meeting, violently bursting with an abundance of bright light.

This time,

when the swords clashed, there was no sound of metal striking metal; instead, what was emitted was a deafening roar like thunder.

Boom!

The heavens and the earth seemed to tremble with a start.

The floating platform on which both combatants stood shook violently, looking as if it could fall at any moment.

Had it not been blessed with a Formation by a Nascent Soul cultivator, the platform itself might have shattered during their forceful collision.

The gusts generated by their exchange caused many young girls watching from below to scream in alarm, hastily clutching at their skirts.

The dresses of several inattentive girls were even exposed to view.

Within the intense white light, the figures of the two fighters overlapped for an instant before breaking apart, each thrown back by the other's force.

The next moment, they used their toes to touch the ground, dispelling the great force transmitted through their swords. They rebounded, propelling themselves at each other once more.

Xu Yuan's expression had become slightly grave and without hesitation, he repeated his technique. Opening his mouth, spiritual light surged forth, and three lustrous Jade Feet appeared one after another, pursuing in the pattern of the Three Talents; at the same time, his sword wrapped in the might of Thunderfire, fell fiercely.

Facing his assault, Wind Butterfly's expression was indifferent, but the long snow-tooth-like sword in her hand quivered incessantly.

She was like a butterfly dancing in the wind, seemingly enchanting and vividly alluring, but in reality, nothing more than a puppet dangling from strings.

Her snow-tooth-like long sword, moving at an incredibly fast speed, trailed her arm to draw a circle in front of her, forming a gentle Sword Qi.

The gentle Sword Qi, thread-like, adhered to the three Jade Foot Sword Qi, and as she skillfully converted energy, it revolved continuously, eroding the deadly Jade Foot Sword Qi as if water was grinding down a stubborn stone, quickly reducing the Jade Foot to the size of a small bean.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan simply uttered softly, "Explode!"

Boom!

The three Jade Foot Sword Qi exploded, and amid the rising mist, Wind Butterfly once again transformed into a butterfly dancing in the wind, flying backward through the blast wave.

As for Xu Yuan, he pursued with the Thunderfire Sword held high, his demeanor resolute.

On the blade of the sword, lines glowed, converging into the figure of an exceptional beauty.

At the same time, a distant, ancient-sounding call seemed to emanate from the sword.

"Throw You Thunder Mother!"