klisemfg Chapter 324 : You Actually Know My Sword Technique
Chapter 324 : You Actually Know My Sword Technique
Chapter 324: You Actually Know My Sword Technique
At the drawing area, four people stood there: Chu Huaixu, Xu Ziqing, Geng Tianhe, and Qin Xuanxiao.
As usual, the Heir of Prince Rui greeted Chu Huaixu. However, Old Chu ignored him completely.
Some things—he simply could not be bothered to keep up appearances for.
From Qin Xuanxiao’s perspective, he did not mind at all. This kind of attitude would only deepen the Moon Country people’s disgust toward Chu Huaixu, further solidifying his arrogant image.
In recent days, this Chu Huaixu had once again stirred nationwide outrage.
Leaving aside his performance and remarks when he defeated Leng Wuya on the platform—
It was said that after winning, he had even uttered a line: “Are the people of Moon Country unable to accept defeat?”
Some spectators present swore that they could read lips and insisted Chu Huaixu had indeed muttered those words!
Once this matter spread, exaggerated and embellished, it instantly spiraled out of control.
The people of Moon Country in the Imperial Capital were practically cursing him to madness.
It was even rumored that some censors had gone as far as denouncing him before the court.
When he entered the venue today, the people gathered around him all stared coldly at him.
Chu Huaixu had lost count of how many cold snorts he had heard, and quite a few people even spat out “Peh—!” sounds.
He still remembered that when he first appeared in the Eastern and Western Continents’ Grand Competition, wearing the Xuanhuang Champion waist token, the crowd would voluntarily part to make way for him.
The treatment before and after was like heaven and earth apart.
Yet Chu Huaixu remained completely indifferent, a trace of arrogance on his face.
Even if this expression did not come naturally, he could just imitate his Martial Ancestor Jiang Zhi when he acted cool.
This made the Moon Country audience grind their teeth in hatred, wishing he would be knocked down on the platform later.
From Qin Xuanxiao’s standpoint, however, he still hoped Chu Huaixu would draw Xu Ziqing, allowing a Dao Gate internal battle to unfold first.
As for Geng Tianhe—he did not take him seriously at all.
Unbeknownst to him, Geng Tianhe was silently praying in his heart:
“Please let me draw Brother Chu!”
This sword sect prodigy knew that having reached this round, he essentially had no chance of winning.
Since he was bound to lose anyway, he might as well have a proper battle with the person he admired most.
Perhaps this time, he might even gain another moment of enlightenment?
The four drew lots, and the results came quickly.
Heaven truly granted his wish—Geng Tianhe drew Chu Huaixu.
Xu Ziqing, just as he had feared, drew Qin Xuanxiao.
Naturally, some rejoiced while others worried.
Chu Huaixu merely cast a cold glance at Qin Xuanxiao and said inwardly:
“Then I’ll let you live a few more days.”
He was not anxious at all.
Letting his life end on the grandest stage—Chu Huaixu thought that would be quite fitting.
Since they had drawn lot number one, Geng Tianhe and Chu Huaixu’s match would begin first.
After the two stepped onto the platform, the sword sect prodigy immediately cupped his hands and said:
“Brother Chu, I hope you will offer me some guidance.”
His attitude was extremely respectful, long devoid of the arrogance he had displayed the previous year.
After returning to his sect, Geng Tianhe had indeed broken down and rebuilt himself.
This allowed his strength to surge dramatically over the past year.
In this competition, he naturally hoped to win all the way through.
But if he had to fall to someone—then let it be Brother Chu!
Facing the sincere gaze, Chu Huaixu revealed a gentle smile.
His attitude toward opponents from his own country and those from Moon Country were entirely different.
“Guidance would be too much. I will simply fight with my full strength.”
For the sake of future plans, the Dead Fox felt it was necessary to leave a good impression on Sword Sovereign Yu Situ Cheng.
At the same time, he would let them know—he and the Sword Sect actually shared quite a deep connection.
“Then I’ll properly guide him,” Chu Huaixu decided, resolving to fulfill his wish.
In truth, guidance from a master and guidance within a match between peers were different.
Battles within the same realm often allowed one to personally comprehend much more.
After exchanging a sword salute, the match officially began.
Chu Huaixu did not rush to make a move. Instead, he said:
“Brother Geng, I will fight you in this match as a pure sword cultivator.”
The meaning was clear—although he cultivated both sword and body, he would not rely heavily on his body refinement today.
“Good!” Geng Tianhe laughed.
He did not take it as an insult.
Holding a supreme-grade spiritual sword, he immediately slashed toward Chu Huaixu like a roaming dragon.
This was a sword technique taught to him by Situ Cheng after taking him as a disciple—
A high-grade Mystic-rank sword technique: Nine Heavens Soaring Dragon Sword.
However, what happened next caused the great Sword Sect cultivator seated on the high platform to frown slightly in surprise.
Because just as Geng Tianhe executed the opening stance of the Nine Heavens Soaring Dragon Sword—before the sword momentum had even fully formed—Chu Huaixu moved as well, using the exact same move!
He actually knew the Nine Heavens Soaring Dragon Sword!
The same technique, the same moves.
This shocked Geng Tianhe for a moment—then turned into great joy.
Ah! Brother Chu and I practice the same sword technique!
What fate!
And in that case, wouldn’t he be able to guide me even better?
Chu Huaixu indeed had that very intention.
He could not be entirely sure that he knew every sword technique Geng Tianhe used.
After all, the Three Thousand Scrolls of the Sword Dao he had studied dated back a thousand years.
The Sword Sect had continued to develop since then, and the sword techniques within the Sword Pavilion must have increased.
Just because he had mastered all the techniques of that time did not mean he knew all the current Mystic-rank sword techniques.
“So I’ll just observe and respond.”
On the platform, Chu Huaixu accompanied Geng Tianhe, executing every move of the Nine Heavens Soaring Dragon Sword alongside him.
In terms of mastery, he was certainly inferior to Geng Tianhe in this specific technique.
After all, most of the Three Thousand Scrolls of the Sword Dao had only been trained to the beginner or minor mastery level.
However, his sword intent and sword heart were superior—his overall strength advantage was simply too great.
Geng Tianhe soon switched to another technique—
Heavenly Gang Roaring Dragon Sword Technique.
This was the same Mystic-rank sword technique he had used against Chu Huaixu during the First Realm competition.
Its momentum was like a dragon about to transform!
Yet once again, before he even completed the opening move, Chu Huaixu already anticipated it and responded with the exact same technique.
“This…”
On the high platform, Situ Cheng could not help but speak, glancing toward Jiang Zhi and the others.
Jiang Zhi immediately put on the air of a master with everything under control, thoroughly enjoying himself, and said:
“No need to ask—just watch the match first.”
On the platform, Geng Tianhe was momentarily stunned.
But soon, he was overwhelmed with joy again!
“Could it be that after our sparring in the Eastern Continent Grand Competition, Brother Chu specifically learned my signature sword technique?”
“There’s no way he didn’t recognize it before learning it!”
A feeling of mutual appreciation surged within him.
I regard Brother Chu this way, and he regards me the same!
With both fate and mutual understanding—what else could that be but true confidants!?
“Wonderful! Truly wonderful!”
He burst into hearty laughter, swinging his sword forward with great exhilaration.
Even Situ Cheng on the platform was bewildered, unsure what strange conclusions this foolish child had drawn.
He turned to look at his senior brother.
The middle-aged scholar sat there, watching the two young men on the platform with great interest.
However, most of his attention was focused on Chu Huaixu.
The scene before him felt very familiar.
It was just like when he used to guide his junior brother.
Each time, it appeared to be only a narrow victory—only slightly stronger—yet in truth, it was an extremely precise form of guidance.
The Sword Sovereign had never imagined that today, he would see traces of his own style in a young Dao Gate disciple.
Sure enough, Geng Tianhe on the platform was now just like Situ Cheng when sparring with the Sword Sovereign—completely immersed.
“Exhilarating! Exhilarating!” he shouted loudly.
Situ Cheng, watching from the side, frowned deeply.
He could not quite explain why—his brows simply furrowed on their own.
The battle on the platform continued back and forth.
Chu Huaixu had not even used the suppressive effect of his Heart Sword against sword cultivators.
He feared that the oppressive force would be too strong and affect Geng Tianhe’s comprehension.
At this point, Geng Tianhe finally decided to use the sword technique he had learned from his Martial Uncle, the Sword Sovereign.
More than a month had already passed since the Eastern and Western Continents’ Grand Competition began.
During this time, he had received various guidance from the Sword Sovereign, and in the past two days had even cultivated within his Sword Domain—his swordsmanship had advanced by leaps and bounds, far beyond mere beginner level.
Geng Tianhe shouted loudly and unleashed his sword move.
He used Azure Firmament Lodged Flame, which he had already cultivated to the minor mastery level.
But in the very next moment—
A sword qi slashed toward him, even faster than his own.
Seeing that familiar sword qi, the sword sect prodigy’s eyes widened instantly.
“This is!!!”
—Azure Firmament Lodged Flame, but at the major mastery level.