CHAPTER 203: CHAPTER 191: SWORD CHALLENGES THE HEAVENLY KING

Inside the Middle Heaven Sword Hall, all 300,000 seats were filled with spectators.

Amidst the exhilarating music, a group of cheerleaders performed a sizzling hot dance.

Hundreds of youthful beauties, with their fiery red skirts fluttering, danced in sync with the rhythm, showing off their long white legs.

The atmosphere in the dojo was continually heating up, with many people shaking their heads in tune with the music under the lead of the cheerleaders.

Wei Yue sat in the front row of the VIP section, surrounded by air glass partitions, ensuring safety while having an expansive view. Fully enjoying the lively atmosphere of the hall.

Wei Yue felt that this design was better, offering more participation than sitting in a private box.

Yan Qingge accompanied Wei Yue sitting by her side, a smile on her face.

The Yan Family made a big mistake and was slaughtered by the Blood Shadow. Now the Yan family people consciously felt inferior to Wei Yue.

Even the proud and arrogant Yan Qingge showed a few more degrees of politeness and closeness to Wei Yue.

"The atmosphere at Zhongjing University is really good."

Wei Yue looked around and noticed that the audience was dressed in sapphire blue T-shirts, printed with large characters of "Middle Heaven Undefeated." At a glance, it was a large expanse of beautiful blue, orderly and impactful.

The Zhongjing University Fencing Team is named the Zhongjing Middle Heaven Sword Team, named after the Sword Dojo. Abbreviated as the Middle Heaven Sword Team.

The level of support for Zhongjing University from the audience far surpassed that of Mingjing.

At the kendo competition in Mingjing Sports Hall, the audience was enthusiastic. But here, the atmosphere was fervent. The audience truly loved the home team.

"The fans of the Middle Heaven Sword Team have always been very passionate."

Yan Qingge explained, "This year’s Wang Ziru and Yuan Hao are both genius-level swordsmen. Zhongjing University is also on a ten-game winning streak. No matter who wins today, they’re the East Continent champions."

"Who do you think will win?" Wei Yue asked casually.

"Gao Xuan should be able to win."

Yan Qingge hesitated for a moment; in terms of swordsmanship, Gao Xuan clearly surpassed Wang Ziru and Yuan Hao. However, the exact situation was hard to say.

The Sword Dao League represents immense honor. With Zhongjing University’s strength, not winning the Pegasus Star championship would be considered a loss.

Gao Xuan’s sudden rise has already severely threatened Zhongjing University. According to Han Peng’s methods, Gao Xuan would likely encounter significant pressure.

Such immense pressure from a noble family might be too much even for Wei Yue to withstand.

Yan Qingge didn’t want to discuss this; she felt there was no need for Wei Yue to get involved in these matters.

However, Wei Zhenzhen beside them interjected, "Mom, you don’t know how disgusting Zhongjing University is. Just now, the head coach Han Peng went to the resting room to threaten Brother Xuan."

"Hmm?"

Wei Yue was a bit surprised; Han Peng was a famous tenth-level swordsman, and threatening an opposing contestant was simply shameless.

"Really, Han Peng was fierce and menacing."

Wei Zhenzhen said angrily, "He even threatened to kill Brother Xuan, what a bastard."

She grabbed Wei Yue’s hand, pleading, "Mom, you must help Brother Xuan."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

Wei Yue looked at Yan Qingge, genuinely surprised. Was it really necessary for the Sword Dao League?

Yan Qingge felt a bit awkward, "I’m not really sure. But Han Peng is quite overbearing."

She added to reassure, "It won’t go as far as murder. Han Peng at most would just intimidate Gao Xuan."

Wei Yue couldn’t help shaking her head, she told Wei Zhenzhen, "Don’t worry, if anything happens, I’ll help Gao Xuan."

Upon hearing her mother’s words, Wei Zhenzhen beamed with joy, "Mommy, you’re the best."

Yan Qingge hesitated, then didn’t say anything more. She worried the situation might escalate into a fierce conflict, but it seemed too soon to say anything now.

She only hoped today’s competition would go smoothly, and that Han Peng and the Middle Heaven Sword Team wouldn’t cause any major issues.

For some reason, Yan Qingge already had a bad premonition.

The fervent atmosphere at the scene was like thick gathering clouds, making her feel very uneasy.

Yan Qingge knew this was abnormal; she was a grand tenth-level swordsman, already touching the threshold of Silver, with few opponents even on Pegasus Star.

Just a trifling matter like the Sword Dao League, how could it make her feel uneasy?

"Could it be because of Blood Shadow?"

Yan Qingge immediately thought of the reason for her unease, she had only such deep respect for Blood Shadow.

She reassured herself, it was a small matter, impossible to involve Blood Shadow.

Yan Qingge glanced at the seating for the Sword Team members in front of her, where Yuan Hao, Wang Ziru, and others were seated.

At this moment, Yuan Hao was passionately discussing something, with several team members listening intently. Wang Ziru sat quietly on the side.

As for Han Peng, he sat on the farthest side. Just from seeing his back, one could tell that his expression was surely very indifferent at the moment.

Han Peng sensed Yan Qingge’s gaze, turned to glance at her, and then swept a look at Wei Yue beside her.

Wei Yue, dressed in a gray-white suit, was elegant, graceful, and beautiful, exuding a feminine charm.

Yesterday, there was an attempt on Wei Yue’s life, and the Yan Family apologized right away. This incident also made Wei Yue famous.

Han Peng had heard of Wei Yue and Blood Shadow but didn’t care.

Let them reign in Mingjing City. Here in Zhongjing, there’s no place for Wei Yue’s arrogance.

As for the Yan Family, a dignified thousand-year noble family being so timid was downright embarrassing.

Han Peng’s gaze swept over Wei Yue but paid no extra attention. He wasn’t afraid of them, nor was he interested in provoking them.

"What a Taihua Sword Immortal, just a plaything living off others. I can defeat him within ten moves. Such a creature has no right to strut around the Middle Heaven Sword Hall..."

Beside him, Yuan Hao continued to brag loudly, with an exceedingly arrogant attitude.

Han Peng found it a bit jarring. Honestly, he didn’t like Yuan Hao.

Yuan Hao had some skills, but his skills didn’t match his arrogance. If not for the Yuan Family using a lot of resources and finding Xiao Hanshan, Yuan Hao would have been trampled by Gao Xuan like dirt in this match.

Han Peng also didn’t like Gao Xuan, but in Sword Dao, Gao Xuan was truly a prodigy. If not for this incident, his future would have been immensely bright.

Unfortunately, the Yuan Family also had experts who recognized Gao Xuan’s greatness. Having severely dealt with Gao Xuan, how could they watch him grow any further?

Even he could not tolerate Gao Xuan’s rise.

If there is no enmity, it’s fine; once there is, he will show no mercy.

Yuan Hao noticed Han Peng’s serious expression and came over smiling, "Coach, do you have any other instructions?"

"I’ve got the list. Gao Xuan will appear first. The three of you will go up first to give Gao Xuan some practice. Then Ziru will go up fourth."

Yuan Hao was a bit worried, "What if Ziru wins?"

"Hehe, that’s absolutely impossible."

Han Peng sneered, "Gao Xuan’s swordsmanship is much stronger than yours."

Yuan Hao was a bit displeased; he felt that he was much stronger than Gao Xuan. However, Han Peng had a bad temper, so he didn’t dare to be arrogant.

He said, "What if Gao Xuan deliberately loses to Wang Ziru to disgust me?"

"That’s also possible."

Han Peng glanced at Yuan Hao and said, "Don’t you want to prove you’re the strongest of the young generation? Then you’ll have to go on after Ziru."

Yuan Hao gritted his teeth and said, "I’ll follow the coach’s arrangements."

"Gao Xuan’s sword robe is of high quality, but you will use the Breaking Blade. His sword robe absolutely can’t withstand it. He will let you, if you have the chance, kill him with one strike."

Han Peng whispered, "If he’s only lightly injured, don’t get reckless."

"Coach, rest assured, I know what to do."

Yuan Hao’s eyes lit up; killing someone in the competition field, how thrilling. If he really kills Gao Xuan with one strike, he will immediately become famous on Pegasus Star.

Moreover, he found Gao Xuan utterly distasteful. A man living off a woman, and still dared to speak to him rudely! How dare he be more handsome than him, damn it! How dare his woman be more beautiful than his, damn it!

Such a person shouldn’t be alive.

The warm-up program ended, and the university Sword Dao League officially started.

This match would determine the East Continent champion, and the opponent was the newly risen Taihua Sword Immortal. The audience on-site was particularly enthusiastic.

The Sword Dao competition was broadcast live, with billions of viewers.

The host loudly announced: "Mingjing University representative, Gao Xuan, for the first bout..."

Gao Xuan, dressed in that white sword robe, walked onto the competition field, and his image appeared on dozens of large light screens simultaneously.

The extraordinarily handsome Gao Xuan, clad in white like snow, with a sword like autumn water. Standing in the arena, he was like the sun in an autumn afternoon, radiant and brilliantly clear.

The audience present had all seen Gao Xuan’s videos, but seeing him in person on-site was completely different.

Gao Xuan’s personal aura actually seemed to cover the entire Sword Dao Hall, and everyone who saw him could feel his almost tangible powerful charm.

"So handsome!"

"So handsome..."

The scene immediately erupted with screams and cheers from the women, the sounds rose and fell, soon forming a continuous wave.

The host’s voice introducing the home team players was drowned out by these cheers and screams.

The first member of the Middle Heaven Sword Team to appear had a face full of embarrassment. He almost thought he had arrived at an away game.

The referee saw that the atmosphere was somewhat off and struck the Golden Gong; the scene immediately fell silent.

The referee gestured the start to Gao Xuan and the team member, "Begin."

Both sides saluted with their swords, and the team member just got into position when a stream of autumn water-like light entered his eyes.

At that moment, he couldn’t see Gao Xuan at all; his entire focus was drawn to the single sword. As he raised his sword to block, his head buzzed, and he staggered back over ten steps involuntarily.

With a clang, the referee announced: "First bout, Gao Xuan wins."

The 300,000 spectators on-site fell into silence.

Everyone knew Gao Xuan was formidable and had seen videos of him instantly defeating opponents. But seeing the home team be defeated in one strike at the venue, the whole process took just a few tenths of a second.

The audience from Zhongjing City was stunned.

In the VIP seats, Yan Qingge praised, "This strike is really beautiful."

Gao Xuan’s thrusting sword move was flawless, from Source Power operation to the sword strike posture, muscle and bone exertion. In Yan Qingge’s eyes, it was nearly perfect.

Compared to the match a month ago, she felt Gao Xuan had improved again.

The thrusting sword move was fast enough, accurate enough. No matter how the opponent reacts, it didn’t matter. The strength gap between the two sides was too big.

Wei Yue also nodded, she too felt Gao Xuan’s swordsmanship had improved.

Wei Zhenzhen proudly said, "Brother Gao Xuan is invincible in the world."

Yan Qingge found it amusing, but didn’t refute Wei Zhenzhen’s childish words. Among the youth of Pegasus Star, Gao Xuan was indeed undefeated.

The next two members of the Middle Heaven Sword Team were undoubtedly both instantly defeated by Gao Xuan.

The atmosphere inside the Middle Heaven Sword Hall was also a bit awkward. Although the female fans liked Gao Xuan’s looks, they couldn’t cheer for the visiting team.

The performance of the Middle Heaven Sword Team was disappointing; they lost without even making a move, completely suppressed by Gao Xuan’s momentum.

Until Wang Ziru appeared, and at last, there were massive cheers on-site.

"Little Celestial King, Little Celestial King!"

Wang Ziru wore the traditional Middle Heaven Sword Team’s deep blue armor, which had a beautiful shape, making him appear quite valiant.

After Wang Ziru saluted, he looked deeply at Gao Xuan. Today’s Gao Xuan, compared to past match performances, was much stronger.

The opponent had never gone all out. This made him feel immense pressure.

"Please advise."

"Please."

Both raised their swords, and in the next second, the shimmering sword light like autumn water circulated, making Wang Ziru stagger backward with the sword light.

Gao Xuan’s sword struck directly between his eyebrows, leaving his visor full of cracks.

The battle ended, Wang Ziru was defeated.

The vast majority of the audience was full of astonishment: Was it over already?