Chapter 121 : I Refuse to Accept!
Chapter 121: I Refuse to Accept!
The rising sun shone with boundless radiance, dispersing the chill of the early morning.
Yet no one paid attention to that sun. All eyes were fixed upon the arena.
A peerless face, a gentle and graceful figure—clearly an exceedingly soft and tender young girl.
But when she held her sword and stood upon the arena, she was even more dazzling than the rising sun.
“Not a single person can make her draw an extra sword!”
“In this vast Jianghu, could it be suppressed by a single girl?”
“So many outstanding men in the Jianghu of the Great Yu Imperial Dynasty, yet none can suppress a woman?”
After a deathly silence, people gradually came back to their senses. Soft murmurs and whispers rose one after another, eventually converging into a wave that shook the hearts of all.
It seemed utterly unbelievable.
Without a Profound Realm Grandmaster stepping forward—
the entire younger generation of the Jianghu of the Great Yu Imperial Dynasty had truly been suppressed by a single girl, with one sword.
Almost no one could withstand even a single strike from her.
“This is probably why the Sword Saint and the Sword God value her so highly, isn’t it?”
Such a thought suddenly arose in most people’s hearts, yet no one dared to step onto the stage anymore.
Within the imperial palace, the morning court was once again in session.
“Report!”
A loud cry rang out before the Hall of Fengtian.
The next moment, a young general clad in armor hurried into the grand hall.
“Your Majesty… all the people of the Jianghu have been defeated!”
Even as he spoke, his voice trembled, as if he still carried an indescribable shock within his heart.
But the moment these words were spoken, the entire hall of civil and military officials—including the Emperor Yu Taiyan—fell into silence.
In everyone’s mind, a scene seemed to emerge—
a girl holding a sword, standing upon the arena, looking down upon the entire Jianghu of the Great Yu Imperial Dynasty.
“Is she truly this powerful?”
Even Yu Taiyan felt a trace of shock in his heart. He had never imagined that a fifteen-year-old girl could possess such strength.
At this moment, much of his doubt and disbelief regarding her slaying a Profound Realm Grandmaster dissipated.
Such a girl was undoubtedly a Heaven’s Chosen Prodigy.
But even so, it was impossible for him, the Emperor of Great Yu, to bow his head.
It was not even enough to make him leave the palace to take a look at what the girl looked like.
After a long while, Yu Taiyan spoke, breaking the silence in the hall:
“Transmit my decree—order the Eight Hidden Sects to battle. The victor may choose one supreme martial art from the imperial family.”
Even if members of the imperial clan were to fight, they would appear only at the very end.
They must exhaust the girl’s strength as much as possible first. Only with sufficient certainty would the imperial princes step forward—
to suppress her in one decisive move.
Only in this way could the might of the imperial family be displayed to the world.
Only then could the world be warned.
Above the palace gates, atop the city wall, the shrill voice of a eunuch rang out once more across the entire scene.
“By decree of His Majesty, the Eight Hidden Sects are ordered to battle. The victor may choose one supreme martial art from the imperial family!”
The moment these words fell, the area before the palace gates erupted into noise.
“The Eight Hidden Sects?”
“Will the Sword God Sect take action?”
Many raised their heads, looking toward Ying Jiu, the Sword God, who sat cross-legged in the void, confronting the Sword Saint.
The auras of the two were as steady as mountains, both adjusting their breath and momentum, ready to fight at any moment.
“Probably not, right?”
“Then only the remaining seven Hidden Sects are left!”
“It’s said that all Hidden Sects possess supreme martial art inheritances. Perhaps they truly can defeat her!”
Countless gazes turned toward the girl on the arena.
The Hidden Sects were incomparably powerful. Their inherited martial arts were all supreme techniques, existing on a completely different level from the Jianghu of Great Yu.
Especially the Eight Hidden Sects, including the Tiangang Alliance—they were the strongest among all Hidden Sects.
If even experts from such sects could not suppress the girl—
then Li Yunqing would undoubtedly become the number one of the younger generation in the Great Yu Imperial Dynasty.
“Overlord Blade Sect—son of the Great General Overlord Spear, Xiang Changfeng, answers the decree to fight!”
A surging, imposing voice instantly resounded across most of the capital.
In the next moment, a young general in armor, holding a long spear, leapt into the air and landed directly on the arena. The spear in his hand smashed heavily onto the ground.
“Boom!”
The entire mountain-turned-arena trembled violently.
“Hiss…”
Seeing this, many people sucked in cold breaths. “That spear must weigh a thousand jin, right?”
“Overlord Blade Sect—their supreme martial art, the Astonishing Transformation Spear Technique, is invincible on the battlefield!”
“Can that girl still withstand it?”
For a moment, the entire area before the palace fell into silence again, all eyes fixed unblinkingly upon the arena.
The Overlord Blade Sect was one of the Eight Hidden Sects and also one of the sects supporting the Great Yu Imperial Dynasty.
Their supreme martial art, Astonishing Transformation, had established the name of the Great General Overlord Spear on the battlefield.
Once, with a single man and horse, he broke through a siege of a hundred thousand troops, slaughtered tens of thousands, and departed unscathed.
At that time, the Overlord Spear had not yet reached the Profound Realm Grandmaster.
It could be said that the name of Overlord Spear was forged entirely through slaughter on the battlefield.
And the young general in white robes before them appeared to be only around twenty years old, yet his aura clearly showed he had already reached Perfection of the Qi Realm.
“This will be a battle of dragons and tigers!”
Someone murmured, eyes gleaming.
“A young general in white horse and silver robes!”
“Facing such a flourishing young general, can that girl really bring herself to strike?”
“It’s said that in the capital, almost all unmarried women admire this young general!”
Others spoke, their tones filled with admiration.
There was no denying that Xiang Changfeng, clad in armor and wielding a spear, truly possessed an extraordinary bearing. No wonder the young women of the entire capital were enamored with him.
“You are quite remarkable.”
Xiang Changfeng spoke, his eyes filled with admiration.
Compared to the noble ladies of the capital, the girl before him was truly refreshing.
Whether in beauty or temperament, she stood at the very peak.
Coupled with her strength, no woman in the entire capital could compare to her.
“Be careful!”
Seeing that Li Yunqing remained silent, Xiang Changfeng spoke again. With a long roar, he unleashed his move:
“Astonishing Throw of the Dragon!”
“Roar!”
The moment Xiang Changfeng swung his spear, the sound of a dragon’s roar rang out.
At that instant, it seemed as if a massive dragon coiled around his spear. As he spun and thrust, it burst forth.
In an instant, fierce winds surged across the arena, as though a true dragon had been hurled forward by the spear, charging straight toward Li Yunqing.
“Rustle…”
Li Yunqing’s cloak and dress fluttered wildly, and even the strands of hair hanging behind her danced in the wind, as if about to tear her hair bun apart.
“Clang!”
Her expression remained unchanged. She raised her long sword skyward and slashed diagonally downward.
At that instant, the raging winds seemed to halt for a moment.
The chill that had been dispersed by the sun suddenly gathered again, causing all the spectators to shiver in unison.
But in the next moment, everyone’s expressions changed drastically as they looked at the arena in disbelief.
“That same sword again!”
“It’s that sword again!”
“Xiang Changfeng struck first—so why is her sword faster?!”
“What exactly happened?!”
Cries of shock erupted. Everyone widened their eyes, only to see the spirited young general suddenly retract his spear, holding it horizontally before his chest.
“Boom!”
A thunderous sound erupted.
All saw the shaft of Xiang Changfeng’s spear bend into a massive arc.
The spear nearly pressed against the armor on his chest, buzzing violently.
“Boom!”
Another explosive sound rang out. Xiang Changfeng’s body was sent flying like a human cannonball, crashing directly into the palace wall.
His armor was covered in frost, filled with sword marks, and blood splattered from his chest.
The spear he gripped continued to hum and vibrate, shaking his hands as blood seeped from the web between his thumb and forefinger.
“Pfft!”
Xiang Changfeng planted his spear into the palace wall to support himself, but in the next moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.
His eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared blankly at the arena—at Li Yunqing, whose expression had not changed in the slightest, still as gentle and graceful as ever.
“I lost?”
“I lost to a single strike?”
“How is this possible?!”
“My supreme martial art, the Nine Forms of Astonishing Transformation—I didn’t even get to use a single form!”
The young general’s face was pale, yet flames burned within his eyes.
This way of fighting was far too unreasonable!
At the very least, she should have let him unleash all nine forms of Astonishing Transformation!
Since childhood, his spear had swept across the capital, and his supreme technique had never known defeat—yet now he had lost to a girl.
A woman who appeared so gentle, so delicate!
Xiang Changfeng suddenly raised his head, his neck stiff as he roared in fury:
“I! REFUSE! TO ACCEPT!”