CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 124 OVERPOWER

The balcony was blasted apart, and the huge commotion attracted students from the entire floor.

Doors and windows outside were crowded with people, all opening their eyes wide to watch the spectacle.

With so many people watching, Xu Lingyun got excited too.

He pointed at Gao Xuan and said, "Actually, I think you’re a nice person and could be a friend. But, when it comes to deeds, it’s about ability."

Xu Lingyun was a bit afraid of Yun Qingshang, so he cleverly said, "Gao Xuan, let’s duel. If you win, I’ll acknowledge you as the leader. If you lose, give me the position of class monitor. Do you dare?"

Everyone turned their gaze to Gao Xuan, curious about how he would respond.

With his extremely high looks, Gao Xuan naturally won the support of the girls. The boys couldn’t help but feel envy and jealousy towards him.

Seeing someone giving Gao Xuan a hard time, quite a few people secretly rejoiced, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Ultimately, this was the Sword Dao Academy. Everyone here was a swordsman; they spoke with their swords.

Looking good was, of course, popular, but without enough strength, one couldn’t earn respect.

Even the girls actually hoped Gao Xuan would accept the challenge.

However, many people didn’t have high hopes for Gao Xuan. It’s simple: if Gao Xuan were powerful, why would Yun Qingshang step in for him? So some girls appeared very tense, fearing Gao Xuan would embarrass himself.

Some girls even secretly notified the teacher, hoping to stop the fight.

"You’re cooperating so hard, it would be a shame not to perform a bit."

Gao Xuan smiled and extended his hand to a beautiful classmate, saying, "Beauty, lend me your sword."

The beauty was momentarily stunned and then hurriedly handed her sword to Gao Xuan.

It was a standard three-foot longsword, weighing just three pounds, light and thin, with a delicately beautiful sharkskin sheath.

Gao Xuan took the treasure sword and said to Xu Lingyun, "Where’s your sword?"

Xu Lingyun was taken aback, "We’re having a duel here?"

"What, do you need to wear armor?"

Gao Xuan smiled and said, "Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you."

Xu Lingyun’s face flushed slightly. He had grown up in the lower ranks, where face was most important. Gao Xuan’s public teasing made him feel humiliated.

He snatched a sword off a nearby boy’s hand, "If you get hurt, don’t blame me."

By now, Xu Lingyun had already made up his mind to give Gao Xuan a slash across the face, to let this arrogant kid know that a true sword duel is not child’s play, and to give Gao Xuan a profound lesson.

"Ready?"

Gao Xuan, elegantly flicking the sword into a sword flower, clasped his hands and saluted.

Being from the lower ranks, Xu Lingyun didn’t care much for Sword Dao etiquette, so he lifted his sword, "Come on."

At this point, the onlookers started spreading out; after all, this was a true sword duel. Being struck by a sword could maim or kill. Extremely dangerous.

No matter how much they enjoyed the spectacle, no one wanted to risk their lives.

As the crowd retreated, a cold sword light suddenly caught everyone’s eye.

Xu Lingyun, who bore the brunt, immediately sensed something wrong. He took a step to the side and raised his sword to block, but before he could move, the tip of a sword had already pierced his forehead.

The sword tip hadn’t broken Xu Lingyun’s skin, but the icy sharpness on the sword felt like an invisible steel needle, seemingly piercing right through his head.

Xu Lingyun froze in place, eyes filled with confusion. Until he was struck, he didn’t even know what had happened. How did it happen so fast?

Even his strong beastly instincts hadn’t sensed any danger. And just like that, the battle was over?

The surrounding students were equally bewildered; they hadn’t seen anything. Just a flash of sword light, and then the sword in Gao Xuan’s hand was touching Xu Lingyun’s forehead.

"Don’t be afraid, you’re unharmed."

Gao Xuan sheathed the sword and smiled as he comforted Xu Lingyun.

Only then did Xu Lingyun snap out of it, eyes flickering, unwilling to concede just yet.

He hesitated and said, "I’m not convinced. I want to try again."

"Sure."

Gao Xuan amicably stepped back a few paces, "Ready?"

"Come."

This time, Xu Lingyun had wised up and swung his sword directly. No matter what, he was going to take the initiative.

As soon as he raised his sword, a sliver of cold light flashed, stopping at his forehead.

This time, everyone’s eyes were wide with intensity, yet still, no one could see Gao Xuan’s moves clearly.

They only saw the flash of sword light, and the battle was again over.

Though the process was unclear, there was no doubt about Gao Xuan’s victory.

It was so fast that Xu Lingyun didn’t have time to react, nor could the surrounding people see his actions clearly.

Fortunately, someone captured the video, and with high-definition slow motion, they could reconstruct the battle.

Gao Xuan drew the sword, advanced, and thrust. The battle was over.

In Gao Xuan’s swift sequence, Xu Lingyun seemed like a wooden doll, his movements extremely sluggish.

Meanwhile, the spectators surrounding Xu Lingyun appeared like static, unmoving images.

From this, it’s evident that it’s not Xu Lingyun being slow, but rather Gao Xuan’s sword being too fast.

One could say that Gao Xuan and Xu Lingyun are not on the same level; the gap between them is too great, making comparisons meaningless.

Xu Lingyun realized this too. All his longstanding pride was shattered in an instant. He, who was exceptionally confident in his own power, was unharmed physically but suffered a devastating blow to his spirit.

"Thank you for your sword."

Gao Xuan returned the treasure sword to the beautiful classmate, politely expressing gratitude.

The girl was flattered, her cheeks flushed red: "You’re welcome, you’re welcome. It’s my honor."

Gao Xuan smiled slightly and said to the surrounding people, "Everyone, the sparring is over. Thank you all for your support."

The crowd was unwilling to leave, all staring at Gao Xuan, with expressions of admiration, shock, envy, confusion, and curiosity, among others.

Gao Xuan walked up to Xu Lingyun, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Brother, your swordsmanship is not bad. Don’t be too discouraged. And don’t compare yourself to me."

Xu Lingyun looked at Gao Xuan with a complex expression, feeling that Gao Xuan seemed to be mocking him.

Gao Xuan understood Xu Lingyun’s thoughts and said with amusement, "Don’t overthink it."

He paused for a moment and added, "I’m always good to my own people. You won’t lose by following me."

Gao Xuan nodded to Xu Lingyun and then left with Yun Qingshang and Qingyi Fei Niao.

The crowd naturally gave way, as a group watched Gao Xuan’s group leave.

No one knew who started the applause, but suddenly the crowd followed with enthusiastic clapping. The entire floor reverberated with applause.

Even though Gao Xuan was a bit arrogant, the quick sword he had just displayed was indeed soul-stirring.

Everyone present had been practicing swordsmanship since childhood, and they were all talented enough to have entered the Sword Dao Academy.

Even if their own level wasn’t high, they still had basic discernment. It was precisely for this reason that they realized how strong Gao Xuan’s quick sword was.

When they came to their senses, they naturally applauded to show respect to the strong.

Xu Lingyun was extremely dejected, with his head hung low, silently leaving. No one paid attention to the defeated.

Very quickly, the match was spread to the school’s forum, becoming the hottest thread of the day.

Jiang Xuejun soon saw this post, and after reading it, she also felt her scalp tingle and a chill in her heart.

She knew Gao Xuan was capable, having once put An Hu and his group into serious injury.

But the quick sword that Gao Xuan displayed was so fast it was despairing. With Xu Lingyun’s abilities and reaction speed, he had no ability to resist Gao Xuan’s quick sword.

This domineering power was already capable of crushing every student at Mingjing University. Jiang Xuejun suspected even head coach Jiang Yuan couldn’t handle this strike from Gao Xuan.

High-definition video could be analyzed technically using a light computer to calculate precise data.

Gao Xuan’s strike speed reached two hundred meters per second, and the sword movement was untelegraphed; his forward thrust speed was equally fast, making it impossible for his opponent Xu Lingyun to dodge.

A technical reply analyzed the video in detail, concluding that Gao Xuan’s source power should have reached Level 7, and his genetic mutation leaned towards the speed-changing Flying Swallow system or Angel element mutation.

Swordsmen of the same level have almost no resistance against such a quick sword.

Gao Xuan is fast, his sword is fast, so his own defense must be weak. Therefore, if one wants to defeat Gao Xuan, one must wear armor. Only by enduring the damage can one hope to beat Gao Xuan.

This technical reply received the most likes and many responses. The comments were generally high-quality.

The consensus was that Gao Xuan was terrifying. Not to mention the capital city; probably no one among the young generation on Pegasus Star could stand up to Gao Xuan.

Many people were sighing that the new wave was pushing the old wave, with the old wave being swept onto the beach.

Gao Xuan, having just entered school, stunned everyone with his sword, like the rising sun, with his mighty divine power overwhelming Mingjing University, his momentum already unstoppable.

Being born in the same era as such a swordsman is an unfortunate situation for every swordsman of his generation.

After all, Gao Xuan is one of our own at this school; everyone expressed admiration and joy for his extraordinary talent.

Many believed that with Gao Xuan, the alma mater was sure to win the Pegasus Star Sword Dao League championship this year.

Mingjing University had been established for hundreds of years but never touched this honor.

If Gao Xuan could win the championship, it would change history and create a legend.

In the end, everyone started imagining the wonderful moment of winning the championship, indulging in various fantasies.

Jiang Xuejun didn’t find it exaggerated; this year, with Gao Xuan and Yun Qingshang, winning the Sword Dao League championship is like taking it out of the bag.

Even the regional championship of the Twelve Star Domain is possible, and if one dares to dream a little bigger, even the Alliance Sword Dao League championship isn’t impossible!

Jiang Xuejun had already made preparations; the sword Dao competition requires five regular players and three substitutes. Eight people should be enough.

Although Xu Lingyun couldn’t withstand a single strike from Gao Xuan, he was already a rare talent. Bringing him in could indeed make him a main force.

Adding Qingyi Fei Niao would create a five-person team. As for the other substitutes, they can be selected casually.

Jiang Xuejun was very clear about the abilities of those seniors in the Sword Dojo; the highest was just Level 4. And each one lacked motivation.

On one hand, the Sword Dojo had little competitive pressure; on the other, An Hu was too domineering, killing everyone’s enthusiasm.

Without the edge, swordsmen could no longer improve.

Jiang Xuejun thought Qingyi Fei Niao was a bit weak, hoping she wouldn’t hold back the team. However, everyone was among the Four Sword Saints, so some consideration for Qingyi Fei Niao was necessary.

Qingyi Fei Niao was also reading the forum posts, but she didn’t think about any Sword Dao League championship.

She couldn’t help but feel that Gao Xuan was somehow like Blood Shadow!