The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

Chapter 752: Chapter 734: Four Slashes (Part 2)

Anyway, if he’s going to win, he might as well do it gracefully.

What’s the big deal about a young girl holding a weapon?

Xia Wenjin turned to the audience below: ”Ling Xiao, lend me your sword!”

Ling Xiao drew his sword and tossed it up onto the stage.

Xia Wenjin stretched out her hand to catch the sword, a simple move with no advanced techniques or immense inner strength, it wasn’t even effortless. After all, Ling Xiao threw it with such precision, it was as if he handed the sword directly to her from a short distance.

With Ling Xiao’s skill, achieving this was easy.

But why did he act this way during such a crucial moment? It indicates only one thing: he was concerned Xia Wenjin might not catch it, hence the added consideration!

Duan Sizhan sneered inwardly; the opponent now held a weapon, which made the duel fair. He raised his hand and said: ”Please!”

Xia Wenjin grasped the sword and casually twirled it into a swirling flourish and said: ”Please!”

A sharp killing intent flickered in Duan Sizhan’s eyes; this was the arena, where swords and sabers are blind. Even if this young girl gets injured, Feiyun Pavilion can’t do anything about it.

The Horse-cutting Saber, laden with fierce vigor, swung toward Xia Wenjin.

The saber descended with heavy force; Duan Sizhan’s first strike seemed capable of cleaving a mountain, the blade and the wind were intimidating, capable of splitting a person in two!

Xue Sheng praised: ”No wonder he’s Duan Sizhan!”

With that strike, how could the so-called Pavilion Master evade it?

They watched with keen interest.

That Bishui Temple Master, Kui Qijun, had a glint of amusement in her eyes; such a pretty girl, if she were split in two, gruesome would be an understatement.

So many beautiful things, people, or objects in the world, if they can’t become yours, then destroy them!

This young girl, since she’s against them, eliminate her!

The Horse-cutting Saber was about to strike Xia Wenjin, even the members of Feiyun Pavilion changed expression; this saber was too powerful. If faced with it themselves, how could they deflect it? If even they can’t, can the Pavilion Master? After all, the Pavilion Master is still so young!

At this moment, Xia Wenjin moved, her body sidestepped with minimal effort, the Horse-cutting Saber nearly sliced past her nose. Meanwhile, her long sword thrust outward, at an odd angle, swift and precise, the timing and approach were superb.

When the Horse-cutting Saber descended, she wasn’t showing off, the saber was simply too fast, everything happened in a split second, she quickly reacted.

Duan Sizhan was not merely a name to boast; seeing his strike dodged, and Xia Wenjin still managing to retaliate in that brief instant, he sneered again, the saber hilt blocked the counterattack, but was ultimately a fraction slower, Xia Wenjin’s sword cut through his clothing—a tiny slash, yet a disgrace nonetheless.

Duan Sizhan, a veteran of countless battles, didn’t panic, instead, he became calmer. Utilizing the moment he blocked the long sword, his second strike swept across.

The saber blade was two feet eight, the hilt two feet five, covering over five feet around him in the sweep. The saber light was sharp, the saber wind howled; a mere touch would result in a bloody, flying wound.

Xia Wenjin’s feet moved in a rapid spin; although it appeared as if she was spinning, she resembled floating dandelions, entirely weightless. It seemed she would be caught by the Horse-cutting Saber’s sweep, but always fell just short.

Due to her rapid foot movements, her skirt flew and swayed. The pale blue skirt resembled lake water, waves rippling outward; like water waves spreading layer by layer, pleasing to the eye, remarkably beautiful.

However, the two on the stage, one attacking fiercely, the other evading skillfully, were neither aiming for aesthetics nor beautiful postures—this was a life-and-death duel.

At least for Duan Sizhan, it was; he was determined to claim the young girl’s life!

Jianghu isn’t a playground for children; since she’s here, she must face its brutality. What does it matter if she has powerful elders? What does it matter if she’s a scion of a noble family? This is the arena, where swords and sabers are blind, life and death are destined!

That kind of talk about stopping short is just to trick people. When someone challenges you to your door, when someone kicks your pavilion, can you still spare them?

The second strike failed again, and Xia Wenjin managed to respond with another orderly move.

Her attacking sword moves were precise, but she didn’t meet Duan Sizhan’s Horse-cutting Saber head-on, which gave Duan Sizhan confidence. This indicated that the young girl had merely learned a few decent swordsmanship moves but lacked inner strength; thus, she didn’t dare to meet his blows head-on!