Chapter 171: No Fear of Defeat

Translator: xiiannie Editor: adeadaxe

After the third attack, Lu Mingshu didn't seem like she wanted to stop. The mystic light on the sword manifested into a dragon and dashed toward Wei Chunqiu quickly.

One, two, three.

"What is she trying to do!?" somebody exclaimed.

In the Seventh Truth Platform tent, Yu Kuang was muttering to himself, "She manifested so many...!"

The more sword-energy was unleashed, the more mystic force required. If one wanted to manifest a large amount of sword-energy, someone would generally have to be at the Spirit Realm.

This could only mean that Lu Mingshu had very good control over her mystic energy; it had to be absolutely meticulous. With good control, she was able to split the sword-energy into finer strings and control them exactly the way she wanted.

"Could I achieve that?" Yu Kuang asked himself.

He weighed it in his heart, and the answer he got was a "No."

He couldn't achieve it. He was able to split sword-energy into just as many strings, but he wouldn't be able to control each of them individually.

Now, Yu Kuang realized just how much he was lagging behind after a month. He finally understood why Wei Chunqiu said what he did.

Similar techniques and ability... Lu Mingshu and he were almost like mirror images. He could learn about his own weaknesses from watching her and how to brush up on them.

Unfortunately, he had missed the chance. If he had paid attention to each of Lu Mingshu's matches, he might have been able to find out what was holding him back from improving and go on to greater heights.

What a pity, but it wouldn't help even if he continued to dread over it. Lu Mingshu was now on stage fighting Wei Chunqiu and leaving Yu Kuang behind.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The collision sound was getting more and more intense. However, Wei Chunqiu still wasn't using his weapon against her.

"What's happening?" A disciple who had bad eyesight was squinting while looking at the stage.

"It can't be...?" The one who could see it seemed shocked

"Huh? What?"

"Their sword-energy and mystic light have traces of solidifying...!" Mixed feelings swelled up in the disciple's heart. Wei Chunqiu had already infused his Physical Manifestation of Sword Intent into his mystic light. Lu Mingshu was behind him, but her sword-energy was starting to solidify too as if this match between mystic light and sword-energy had been going on for more than ten hours.

It was believed that, because Kou Wei and Wei Chunqiu practised in different ways, it was inevitable that there would be a fierce fight in this Qilin Festival. However, they never would have thought that they would see a scene like this, and it was all thanks to Lu Mingshu.

Clink—-!

In the midst of the sword-shadows, a faint sword-light shot up into the sky and broke the string of sword-energy one by one, then fell back into Wei Chunqiu's palm.

Wei Chunqiu finally pulled out his sword.

"Hmm, Miss Lu, it's not pleasant to be so overbearing," Wei Chunqiu said as the match entered into a short break.

Lu Mingshu gave him a smile. "Three attacks are over. Or does Gentleman Wei think that he can defeat me without your sword?"

Wei Chunqiu sighed. "You want me to go all-out, right?"

"This is the Qilin Festival. How could it be considered the Qilin Festival without arduous effort?"

Wei Chunqiu laughed heartily upon hearing what Lu Mingshu said. "How could it be considered the Qilin Festival without arduous effort? Well then, if I don't give it my best, I'll be humiliating Miss." He gripped his sword tightly and looked at her sternly. "Miss Lu, beware."

As soon as he finished his sentence, he attacked immediately.

Wei Chunqiu was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, the sword-energy was in front of her. This was the first time Lu Mingshu witnessed the speed of his sword up close.

Clank!

His sword struck hers. She barely blocked his attack; if she was one-second slower, his sword would have cut her sleeve open and pierced through her shoulder blade right now. Facing an opponent like Wei Chunqiu, there was no chance of her even trying to struggle.

It didn't take long for Wei Chunqiu to change his skill. Black sword-light flashed past her, and Lu Mingshu only barely managed to block the attacks.

In the Heavenly Sea Pavilion tent, Kou Wei was back from his resting. He was currently watching the match.

Seeing how Wei Chunqiu fought, Qi Sheng was displeased. "He's going too far! Who is he, and who is Lu Mingshu? What's is he being so serious for?"

"You can't blame him." Kou Wei smiled. "I let my guard down and lost because of it. If he doesn't give it his best, how can he ensure that he will win?"

Hearing Kou Wei talk about the previous match, Qi Sheng shook his head immediately. "You can't blame yourself for that. Who could have known that she would bring talismans and a spiritual tool?"

Kou Wei chuckled at his reaction. "It's alright. Is your Senior Brother a poor loser?"

Speaking about that, Qi Sheng had always admired his Senior Brother a lot. Kou Wei's surrender not only gained weird looks from the other sects, but it also caused the Heavenly Sea Pavilion's elder to rage, thinking that Kou Wei had spoiled their reputation. Despite all that, he chose to ignore the criticism and focus on his next match.

"Senior Brother." Qi Sheng pondered for a while before he starts, "Do you think Miss Lu will be able to win?"

Kou Wei smiled in reply and focused on the match.

The sword-light moved at a faster speed to the extent that a layman couldn't distinguish who it belonged to.

Lu Mingshu put her whole heart into it and concentrated fully on the sword-light around her.

In the Heavenly Wheel, she had played out what she would do if she came up against him. His style, speed, strength, etcetera... she had been gathering the numerical values since long ago, replaying the scenario in her brain, and revising it every time.

To Wei Chunqiu, this was their first time going against each other, but not to Lu Mingshu.

From the first match that Wei Chunqiu had competed in since the challenger fight started, Lu Mingshu had been coming up with potential situations using his numerical values, and she realized that it was impossible for her to overcome his speed. Qi Zining had only sustained six attacks, and she would only be able to last for ten at most.

As the days went by, the values she had of him got more and more accurate, but she was still at her wit's end. He was simply so powerful that, no matter how accurate she was, she would never be able to do anything.

Until this morning, when she used a strengthening seal to update her own data, and she finally found a gap. This match was do-or-die for her. Even a small difference would cause her to lose, but there was a chance, and as long as there was a chance, she would give it a try!

Since there was a chance, she wanted to force Wei Chunqiu to give it his all. That way, she would be able to force the best out of herself as well.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The speed became faster, and the sound of swords colliding became more intense.

In the eyes of the spectators, it was just people speeding around the stage. They were so fast that they couldn't even be distinguished.

"How many attacks now?"

"I don't know, they are too fast."

"We already knew that Wei Chunqiu was this fast, but is Lu Mingshu that fast too?"

"True! Why do I feel that Lu Mingshu has become faster?"

Beads of sweat trailed down her forehead, neck, and back. Even her palms were covered with sweat. However, Lu Mingshu was fully focused on the match.

Yes, that's the rhythm. Even though Wei Chunqiu changed his skills rapidly, he still had a unique tempo. Just like a piece of music, once you got its beat, you'd be able to keep up with the tempo.

The way to deal with his fast sword was to get the tempo right. Then, she would be able to find the gap.

Wei Chunqiu got faster, and Lu Mingshu did too. Finally...

Only

Ding—-!

The next second, a sword flew out.

The tempo was forcefully broken. The sword-light was retrieved, silencing everyone.

Wei Chunqiu pointed the sword at Lu Mingshu. The sword that he hit flying was still spinning in the air.

Clank!

It then dropped to the floor.

"Seventh Truth Platform, Wei Chunqiu wins!"