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Chapter 2180 - 2277: Isn’t This a Bit Too Arrogant? (Part 3)
The most unbelievable part was that Xue Hanyue actually agreed.
Yes.
She clearly could have refused.
Yet she agreed.
That’s why today’s spectacle unfolded.
"I want to give it a try," Xue Hanyue said softly.
The Crimson Xuan Old Matron and Tang Qingya were left helpless.
Xue Hanyue had always been like this — reserved and low-key. But once she made a decision, even though they were the sect leaders and the old ancestors, they couldn’t change her mind.
In the next moment, Xue Hanyue walked towards the battle platform.
Immediately, a slight commotion stirred in the once-quiet Martial Arts Arena.
On the battle platform, Xue Chi’s eyes lit up, filled with excitement.
"That’s just Hanyue’s temperament," Tang Qingya muttered, a wry smile on her face.
"A little hardship might be good for her," the Crimson Xuan Old Matron said indifferently, though she was quite proud and highly regarded Xue Hanyue.
However, she wasn’t pleased about the matter with Xue Chi.
She felt that Xue Hanyue was stuck in a dead end, even a bit stubborn.
Very quickly.
Xue Hanyue stood on the battle platform.
"I am at the Domain Master Realm, you are not. Our duel is unfair to you. Therefore, I will compress my realm to the Ninth Level of Divine Lord Realm," Xue Chi stared at Xue Hanyue, filled with wild battle intent and admiration.
This breathtakingly beautiful woman with a cold and captivating demeanor had truly captured his heart!
Xue Hanyue, I will show you with my strength, how strong I, Xue Chi, really am?!!!
"Saint Heir."
"Saint Heir."
"Saint Heir."
.........
As Xue Chi declared this, a chorus of cheers erupted across the Martial Arts Arena.
Saint Heir Xue Chi, truly gallant.
"Not bad," even Tang Qingya nodded in approval. Initially feeling it was a bit unreasonable for Xue Chi to challenge Xue Hanyue, she was surprised to see Xue Chi voluntarily compress his realm — very commendable.
"As you wish," Xue Hanyue spoke, showing no emotional fluctuation.
Xue Chi’s smile stalled.
Feeling stifled.
He had acted so chivalrously!
Yet, he couldn’t earn even a trace of appreciation or gratitude from Xue Hanyue?
Damned!
"You, make a move," Xue Chi spoke after taking a deep breath.
As he spoke, indeed, Xue Chi’s aura began to wildly decrease and compress.
In the blink of an eye, his terrifying Domain Master Realm aura transformed to the Ninth Level of Divine Lord Realm.
Indeed temporarily suppressing his own strength.
And just in that second.
Xue Hanyue had already made her move.
"Nine Forms of the Cold Abyss!!!"
Her fair, slender, jade-like hand lifted casually. It looked effortless, yet barely anyone in the entire arena could discern the rhythm or the divine charm in the movement of her arm.
At the moment her jade hand rose, the temperature within the entire Martial Arts Arena dropped by several tens of degrees.
Mere moments before, the sun was shining brightly, now it was like an icy freeze.
A biting cold.
A chill that froze the soul and bone marrow.
Even the air seemed barbed, making it hard to breathe.
In a flash like lightning, a sword appeared in Xue Hanyue’s hand as if conjured by magic.
The sword was slender and exquisite, a light blue, akin to the color of the ocean, with a long and thin blade.
Ding.
In the bone-chilling air, the sword glided eerily, casting countless sword shadows, delicate as ice flowers, numbering hundreds of thousands, even a million, blending into phantom-like images.
Finally, they converged into a single sword.
The sword’s sound was crisp, much like the tinkling of wind chimes, somewhat melodic, yet in the oscillation of that sword sound, it could scour and annihilate even the Triple Void, truly terrifying.
As the sword shadows undulated, they spread infinitely, like spanning the heaven and earth, splitting the entire heavens in two.
The sword shadows locked onto Xue Chi.
At this moment, the direct lineage disciples of the Cold Abyss Palace in the Martial Training Field were frozen and petrified, as if each had turned into blocks of ice.
The few who still had conscious thought were greatly shaken.
"When did Hanyue master even the seventh form of the Nine Forms of the Cold Abyss?" Tang Qingya, both astonished and delighted, couldn’t help but look at the Crimson Xuan Old Matron beside her.
The Crimson Xuan Old Matron was equally shocked, she didn’t know either.
But, above all, she felt joy and pride.
The Nine Forms of the Cold Abyss is a signature martial skill of the Cold Abyss Palace.
Among the nine forms, each surpasses the previous in strength.
Very few martial cultivators can master beyond five forms.
Let alone the seventh form.
Take Tang Qingya, for instance, even as the Palace Master of Cold Abyss Palace, she had only mastered up to the seventh form thus far.
How old is Xue Hanyue?
How many years has she been in the Cold Abyss Palace?
Yet...
It’s truly terrifying!!!
This level of talent for martial cultivation.
It’s awe-inspiring!
The aging eyes of the Crimson Xuan Old Matron held a newfound anticipation; with Xue Hanyue being such a marvel, perhaps she might really be able to take on Xue Chi, who had restrained his realm.
What if, she won?
In the blink of an eye.
The blue Sword Light, like an unbounded, untamed wave, was about to engulf Xue Chi.
At this moment, Xue Chi looked remarkably tiny.
Could it be... could it be that the Saint Heir would face a setback?
However.
Before such thoughts materialized.
Suddenly.
As if faintly perceiving, Xue Chi seemed to smile.
Yes.
Indeed, he smiled.
Then.
"A commendable sword, but it’s still too weak," Xue Chi lifted his head and said.
As soon as the words fell.
Xue Chi did not make a move.
Instead, he abruptly unleashed his aura.
He didn’t attack but opposed... opposed... opposed using his own aura.
Even the Crimson Xuan Old Matron and Tang Qingya were stunned by the scene.
Isn’t this too arrogant?
Isn’t this too dismissive?
Xue Hanyue, within the Ninth Level of Divine Lord Realm, was definitely a top contender, not to mention, she had employed the seventh form of the Nine Forms of the Cold Abyss?
Given that Xue Chi had compressed his realm, shouldn’t he be more serious and cautious in his approach?
Yet, not only did he disregard it, he didn’t even make a move?
Just using his aura?
Is he crazy?!!!
However.
In a flash like lightning.
Without any warning.
Like a nightmare.
Boom...
Xue Chi seemed like the origin of a nuclear~~~~bomb.
And the nuclear bomb exploded.
Scarlet red light and aura surged forward from Xue Chi’s body in a wild impact!
The scarlet aura was his aura.
Xue Chi’s aura could actually materialize.
Like fire, like sunlight.
Scorching, domineering, bloodthirsty, glaring.
If Xue Hanyue’s sword was a bone-chilling sword that froze everything, then Xue Chi’s aura was a rolling magma, so scorching it makes one’s scalp tingle!
From afar, it appeared as a scarlet torrent, ravenously swallowing heaven and earth.
It swept through like deadwood pulling a storm, directly shattering and tearing apart Xue Hanyue’s light blue Sword Light...
Effortlessly chilling the heart.
That... that... that was the seventh form of the Nine Forms of the Cold Abyss!
"Bang!"
Following that.
Xue Hanyue was flung backward.
She was heavily injured, her complexion pale as paper.
The scarlet blood at the corner of her mouth was shockingly vivid.
Her internal organs were nearly shattered.
Severely injured.
Truly severely injured.
Xue Hanyue fell heavily at the edge of the battle platform.