Chapter 715 - 389: Hesitation
Chapter 715: Chapter 389: Hesitation
The Sword Momentum encompassed him, and a thousand killing intents burst forth in an instant.
At this critical moment, Chu Qing, however, arrogantly claimed that this sword was utterly unremarkable!?
Yet having made such a bold claim, he could not let these words fall to the ground.
He spread his five fingers, palm downward, with no visible cyclone, yet the Wind and Cloud Qi circled around him, transforming into a whirlwind.
The wind swept the Sword Momentum, as if sweeping fallen leaves.
In just a moment, the Sword Intent that had originally enveloped Chu Qing was blown to pieces.
Sikong Yijian’s expression changed for the first time.
The wind swirling around Chu Qing was not an ordinary wind, but Inner Power, extremely formidable, yet entirely different types of Inner Power.
Moreover, these two types of Inner Strength complemented each other, doubling in power when stimulated!
His own Sword Intent and Sword Momentum were ethereal and vast, omnipresent, and all-encompassing.
But compared to the opponent’s force, it suddenly took on form, the all-encompassing Sword Intent couldn’t even merge into the opponent’s True Qi.
So much so that when swept by this formidable force, it was like a thin piece of paper, torn to shreds.
It collapsed at the first touch!
Yet Sikong Yijian, making a step, had no intention to retreat, instead, a desire for victory arose.
As the lord of a hundred soldiers, how could a sword merely seek to survive?
Yet just as Sikong Yijian was about to rally and strike again, his sword was halted.
Halted between two fingers.
Sikong Yijian’s pupils shrank as he silently looked at Chu Qing.
Chu Qing softly spoke:
"Enough."
Enough... Sikong Yijian slowly closed his eyes, the force on the sword gradually dissipated, and Chu Qing also released his hand.
Sikong Yijian heaved a long sigh and slowly asked:
"Could my sword have harmed General?"
"Most likely not."
Chu Qing said softly.
"Can you defeat him?"
"I suppose I can."
Neither answers were definite, yet Sikong Yijian seemed to hear a clear answer.
He nodded gently:
"Good."
After saying this, he sat down below Chu Qing.
The sudden turn of events seemed to settle.
Liu Zhaonian’s expression remained unpleasant:
"Doesn’t Sect Leader Sikong plan to explain anything?"
Sikong Yijian glanced at him, gently shook his head:
"No need."
Liu Zhaonian almost laughed in exasperation. Although the hero’s gathering was organized on his side, Sikong Yijian was someone he had invited... Yet after arriving, without saying a word, he attacked Chu Qing, and not even a word of explanation afterward.
It was truly somewhat outrageous.
Liu Zhaonian, as the Mansion Master of Celestial Sound Mansion, was not someone easily provoked. He immediately sneered:
"I think Sect Leader Sikong had better explain.
"In the face of great matters, one must not be disunited, otherwise, it might lead to bitter consequences."
The threat in these words was evident, and Li Xianyi instantly felt a bit tense.
Trying to mediate, but lacking the martial prowess or status, he dared not speak.
Sikong Yijian spoke indifferently:
"What bitter consequences?"
A hint of coldness appeared in Liu Zhaonian’s eyes, just as he was about to speak, Chu Qing spoke first, questioning Sikong Yijian:
"Do you really not know?"
Sikong Yijian said indifferently:
"Unaware."
"Then do you know that Master Liu is angry?"
Chu Qing asked again.
A trace of puzzlement appeared in Sikong Yijian’s eyes:
"Why is he angry?"
This question left Liu Zhaonian dumbfounded... unable to resist exchanging glances with Ouyang Tianxu on the other side.
Although they were both heads of the Nine Great Forces.
Their understanding of this Supreme Sword Sect Leader was limited at best.
At most, they had met once or twice because of various major events, not even exchanging words.
They knew of this person’s aloofness but didn’t realize he was so oblivious?
He didn’t even understand why Liu Zhaonian was angry.
Chu Qing then explained to him:
"You were invited, and we received you as an honored guest.
"Yet you drew your sword to attack, disregarding the host’s face. Master Liu, as the initiator of this hero’s gathering, he naturally would be angered by your lack of courtesy."
"But I invited you to test swords; what does it have to do with him?"
Sikong Yijian’s counter-question seemed reasonable.
And the meaning in his words was clear, this matter was between him and Chu Qing.
He wanted to test his sword with Chu Qing, and so he acted.
If anyone were to be angry, it should be Chu Qing. Why should Liu Zhaonian be angry?
Turning to glance at Liu Zhaonian, the confusion in his eyes suddenly made Liu Zhaonian’s anger appear somewhat laughable.
Ouyang Tianxu then sighed:
"Without madness, there cannot be life.
"In Sikong Yijian’s eyes, only the sword exists... He doesn’t care about other things and pays them no mind."
Liu Zhaonian felt that he always thought the heads of the Nine Great Forces were all not to be underestimated... Now it seemed, perhaps not.
At least Ouyang Tianxu was not as insidious and cunning as imagined, nor was Sikong Yijian so coldly aloof and proud...
Just focused on a single matter, naturally paying little attention to other things.
And in truth, such people often achieve great success in a specific field.
The sword Sikong Yijian had just unleashed was actually very formidable.
It was only because he faced Chu Qing, the gap between them too vast, that he seemed so easy to defeat.
His accomplishments are indeed inseparable from his character.
Being entirely devoted to the sword technique, while a person dedicating their whole life to one thing, may not achieve much, yet there are those who are distracted, insatiable, wanting to possess two or even three things at once.