Chapter 0583 Hua Xiyue

Chapter 0583 Hua Xiyue

Qin Yun struck with his blade. The move seemed simple and effortless, yet the timing was perfect, and the placement was optimal.

Originally, Qin Yun’s slash was meant to sever Long Ziming’s wrist.

However, Long Ziming reacted swiftly, causing the blade to merely leave a bleeding cut on his hand.

This forced Long Ziming to abandon his sword strike and quickly backpedaled several paces. It had been dangerously close—just inches away, and Qin Yun would have severed his wrist.

Though it had only been a fleeting instant, many in the crowd clearly witnessed the exchange and murmured in awe.

"What a brilliant move!"

"Just inches away from defeating Long Ziming!"

"This Qin Yun truly has real skill."

"What kind of saber technique was that? It looked so casual, yet it nearly took Long Ziming’s life!"

The crowd erupted in shocked chatter.

Long Ziming himself felt his blood run cold. That slash had been unbelievably fast and unpredictable.

The moment the blade descended, it arced like light bending, swiftly changing trajectory to hit exactly where he aimed—his wrist.

The Mortal Saber Manual contained numerous saber techniques, all of which Qin Yun had practiced until they were second nature.

With the right timing, his blade could move as he willed, hitting exactly where he aimed.

But because he hadn't used it much in real fights, the strike had missed its mark.

The main reason was that he rarely used the Mortal Saber Manual in actual combat.

Now he'd get more chances to use it.

"I must use the Mortal Saber Manual more often!"

Qin Yun had just experienced the profound subtlety of the Mortal Saber Manual—its seemingly ordinary strikes were remarkably effective.

Long Ziming refused to accept defeat. He lunged forward, unleashing swirling vortex energy that generated a powerful suction, trapping Qin Yun within the whirlpool.

Seizing the moment when his opponent’s movements slowed, Long Ziming lashed out lightning-fast!

Long Ziming’s swordsmanship was also exceptional—swift and nimble, yet carrying an overwhelming force.

Qin Yun immediately mustered all his power to evade desperately!

Long Ziming’s confident thrust, originally aimed at piercing Qin Yun’s chest, just scraped his arm.

Though Qin Yun’s arm was struck, the wound was shallow.

This forced Qin Yun, who had intended to counterattack, to abandon the idea and focus on dodging.

Seeing Qin Yun hit, Long Ziming snarled viciously, his confidence surging as he pressed his attack even harder.

"That guy nearly got slashed by you earlier, so he’s wised up and is guarding against you, not leaving you any openings!" Ling Yuner said. "He has no clear weak points… at least, not for you. After all, you’re only at the Ninth Layer Martial Path. If you were a Spirit Martial Realm warrior, you would've taken him down already!"

For Qin Yun, who was only at the Ninth Layer Martial Path, standing toe-to-toe with Long Ziming was pretty damn good.

The spectators watched intently, learning various techniques from the battle.

Qin Yun had already been stabbed six times, but the wounds were shallow and did not affect him.

This infuriated Long Ziming, as each time he was just inches away from running Qin Yun through, only to be dodged at the last second.

"If this continues, your strength will be exhausted!" Ling Yuner said.

"I know, but he's not doing much better. I have three Dao Core Pills, so I should be able to hold on for a while. Once he exposes a flaw, I'll strike!"

Qin Yun had attacked many times, but Long Ziming always managed to evade.

Ling Yuner also unleashed the power of her Nether Sun Combat Soul, creating a crushing force field, but Long Ziming nimbly avoided it.

Having learned from his previous mistakes, Long Ziming played it safe but precise this time, yet his attacks remained brutal and precise.

Qin Yun had to respect Long Ziming's ability to learn so quickly from his past failures.

Long Ziming, on the other hand, found Qin Yun downright unnatural. Any other Ninth Layer Martial Path warrior would have died many times over by now, yet Qin Yun had managed to hold on for so long.

Though Qin Yun seemed to be on the back foot, there was no sign of him being defeated.

"Yun'er, get ready to release!" Qin Yun said.

After gathering the crushing force, Ling Yuner immediately unleashed it.

Long Ziming sensed a surge of energy emanating from Qin Yun and dodged at his fastest speed.

The crushing force Ling Yuner released slammed into the ground, blasting up a dust storm.

The dust shrouded Qin Yun completely.

The moment Long Ziming lost sight of Qin Yun, Qin Yun executed the Ninefold Steps. His body blurred like lightning, trailing a streak of light as he phantom-flashed behind Long Ziming.

Whoosh!

With a simple slash of his saber—swish!—Qin Yun bisected Long Ziming at the waist.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Qin Yun followed up with a rapid series of slashes, carving Long Ziming apart in an instant.

What chilled the blood was that Long Ziming never even knew what hit him. He thought Qin Yun was still hidden within the dust cloud.

Qin Yun's Ninefold Steps, combined with the Mortal Saber Manual, were executed flawlessly and with extreme speed—in less than a heartbeat, he finished off Long Ziming.

The Ninefold Steps consisted of nine movements, and Qin Yun had now mastered the first step: "Flicker-Vanish Step."

The spectators on the city walls could clearly see Qin Yun materialize behind Long Ziming. They were astounded by such a body technique.

However, mere seconds after Qin Yun had slain Long Ziming, a figure suddenly blitzed toward him from the distance.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the figure arrived before Qin Yun and threw a punch—a fist sheathed in blood-red flames that punched clean through Qin Yun's body.

Qin Yun had anticipated someone would attack him, but he didn’t expect it to happen so quickly.

Qin Yun, his chest pierced, raised his head to look at the youth standing before him.

The youth wore a blue outfit, with a slender face and eyebrows sharp as blades. His eyes brimming with cold arrogance were filled with anger and jealousy.

“Who are you?”

With his body pierced, a violent energy rampaged through Qin Yun’s body, rendering him immobile.

“I am Hua Xiyue, from the Dharma Protector Hall! I warn you—stay away from Junior Sister Jingmeng. She belongs to me!”

Hua Xiyue’s voice carried overwhelming authority, echoing powerfully.

“I’m only killing you in the Immortal Weapons Illusion Realm right now. If you ignore my warning, you’ll regret it in the real world!”

Crash!

As he spoke, Hua Xiyue punched Qin Yun in the abdomen again.

His fist once more pierced through Qin Yun’s body, channeling a brutal energy that threatened to tear him apart.

“Can you feel the pain? The terror of death? Good—that’s exactly what you should feel! If you don’t want to die for real, stay away from Junior Sister Jingmeng. A nobody like you, relying on a bit of talent, dares to aim above your station? In your dreams!” Hua Xiyue snarled before delivering a punch straight to Qin Yun’s head.

Thud!

Qin Yun let out a scream and woke up from the bed.

He’d died again!

This was his second death since entering the Immortal Weapons Illusion Realm.

“Goddammit, that cost me a point!” Qin Yun clenched his fists and cursed. “Hua Xiyue? From the Dharma Protector Hall? You’ll pay for this!”

He remembered—Hua Xiyue was ranked eighth on the Martial Arts Ranking.

The Dharma Protector Hall specialized in recruiting exceptionally talented disciples. If Hua Xiyue had joined, he must have exceptional skills.

“That bastard thinks I’m chasing Liu Jingmeng? What an idiot! As if a guy like him could ever have her? Disgusting!” The thought infuriated Qin Yun. He and Liu Jingmeng were merely senior and junior disciples—at most casual acquaintances.

Yet Hua Xiyue was jealous over something like this!

…

At the gates of the Safe City in the Immortal Weapons Illusion Realm, many watched Hua Xiyue in admiration.

“As expected of someone in the top ten of the Martial Arts Ranking. Dealing with Qin Yun was like pounding a rookie!”

“Qin Yun is in trouble now, provoking someone from the Dharma Protector Hall!”

“Hua Xiyue supposedly has twin martial souls, twin Dao Pills, a Profound Body, and has mastered Heaven-Grade martial arts.”

“I heard he hasn’t had time to climb higher, but with his strength, reaching the top three would be child’s play.”

“I wonder how Qin Yun feels now? Getting wiped out in seconds.”

“To actually challenge Hua Xiyue over a woman—Qin Yun really has guts.”

As Hua Xiyue flew away, the crowd buzzed with impressed chatter, the gossip continuing nonstop.

The disciples of the Dharma Protector Hall are all monster-level strong.

That Hua Xiyue is also extremely terrifying.

After the pain in his body subsided, Qin Yun returned to the Immortal Armament Illusory Realm.

Once you’ve entered the safe city, you’ll reappear there when revived.

Now that night had fallen, Qin Yun channeled his shadow power to conceal himself and waited outside the city.

There were quite a few people moving at night, most setting up ambushes—perfect targets for Qin Yun.

Since he didn’t know Hua Xiyue’s current whereabouts, he could only focus on earning points for now.

Qin Yun had lost over two hundred points after exchanging for a talisman.

He needed to quickly accumulate a large number of points to break into the top ten—only then could he make Hua Xiyue come to him.

“That fool Hua Xiyue, a mere Spiritual Martial Realm warrior, yet so arrogant? Killing me only earned him a single point!” The thought of it filled Qin Yun with fury.

“Seems like I’ll have to spend some quality time with Liu Jingmeng when I have time—just to piss off that bastard Hua Xiyue!”

The forest outside the safe city had become a favorite hunting ground for many.

Qin Yun was also lurking within the woods.

Many people passed through this forest as they came and went.

Using his shadow power, Qin Yun became virtually undetectable, then controlled his throwing knives—whenever he spotted someone, he’d send a knife flying to take them out.

He noticed that most of those hiding in the forest were small groups, primarily Spiritual Martial Realm warriors.

With five throwing knives, Qin Yun could kill five people in an instant by pouring all his mental energy into them.

Many Spiritual Martial Realm warriors, cut down in an instant, never even saw their killer.

In just one night, Qin Yun had taken out over a hundred Spiritual Martial Realm Core Disciples, racking up over four hundred points, pushing his total to five hundred.

Observers tracking the Martial Arts Ranking were shocked to see Qin Yun’s points shoot up by hundreds overnight!