Chapter 3 Li Mountain Disciple
Liu Xu stood with his sword, his gaze fixed on the shadow outside the door. Demon energy swirled around it, revealing a pair of eerie eyes, but its body remained obscured within, concealing its true form.
"Courting death." Liu Xu's figure suddenly surged forward; his sword swept through the air, unleashing a silver streak of sword light that sliced toward the shadow like lightning.
Witnessing the sword aura coalesce into a dazzling strike, a martial artist remarked, "Qi Cultivators are truly gifted. For us martial artists to execute such sword aura, we'd need to enter the Grandmaster Realm and generate True Qi within our bodies."
The crowd nodded in agreement. Martial artists first refined their bodies, tempering muscles and bones to their limits, and only then could they produce True Qi. Without decades of painstaking effort, reaching the Grandmaster Realm was impossible.
However, Qi Cultivators were born extraordinary, capable of wielding sword aura even in the first stage of Qi Refinement.
Liu Xu's strike split the demon energy in two, slicing through the middle, yet he detected a lingering sense of danger. The severed demon energy surged toward him again, engulfing him in an instant.
"Be careful!" The crowd behind him couldn't help but cry out. Gray streams of demonic mist enveloped Liu Xu entirely. The spectators could only see countless bursts of sword light shattering tables and chairs around him.
Huang Yan stood off to the side, staring intently at the battlefield but refraining from taking action.
Splatter. Blood erupted as a figure was sent flying backward, a deep claw mark etched across his body as if raked by razor-sharp talons. Yet, the demon energy had dissipated somewhat.
"What a formidable beast." The 'heroes' retreated to the corners, realizing that this demon might require a Grandmaster to defeat. They dared not act rashly.
"Senior Brother, are you all right?" Huang Yan asked with some concern.