Yu Xingyang did not move. At this moment, he actually closed his eyes.
An expert should know that he was not underestimating his opponent, but trying to sense his opponent's true body.
"Phantom of the Phantom" itself could not be identified, and "Transient Steps" was too fast, so it could only be sensed through the fluctuations in the air. However, Tian Qing had used "Afterimage" to connect Origin Energy and the fluctuations in the air together, so it was impossible to sense her location.
When a martial arts technique was trained to this level, it could be said to be invulnerable.
Thus, Yu Xingyang closed his eyes. He wanted to use his heart to sense, to find the slightest flaw in his opponent's rapid movements.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The air flowed faster and faster. Before, it was like a transparent sphere, but now it was like a light mist.
Suddenly, all the air and mist disappeared. The audience could no longer see anything. They could only see several dozen beams of light. The swords turned into several dozen swords, stabbing at Su Chen from all directions. One sword turned into several dozen swords, and the several dozen swords were actually one sword. It was like a rainbow of lightning in the sky.
For many Origin Energy users, to be able to see such a magnificent scene, they could say that they had no regrets in life.
Yu Xingyang finally moved.
He suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with fighting spirit.
With a clang, the divine saber was unsheathed.
It was said to be formless, but it had a form.
Yu Xingyang waved his hand toward the sky. The sword shadows that filled the sky turned into nothingness, and all the beautiful light dissipated.
This was a very standard, very clear, and very ordinary saber strike. Even the young ruler on the spectator stands who did not understand martial arts could see it clearly. Even a child of a few years old would be able to execute it.
However, being able to execute it was one thing, and being able to block it was another.
In Tian Qing's vision, he could not see the saber clearly. The saber seemed to be very clear, but the saber seemed to be faintly discernible and untraceable. The saber had truly achieved great skill without any effort, as if it was formed by nature.
At this moment, Tian Qing's true body had appeared. He stood in front of Yu Xingyang, his sword still in his hand. However, the clothes on his shoulder had been cut open.
With another clang, the saber was sheathed.
Tian Qing let out a long sigh and bowed slightly to Yu Xingyang. "Many thanks!"
Yu Xingyang also bowed in return. "Many thanks!"
Tian Qing thanked Yu Xingyang for showing mercy while Yu Xingyang thanked him for going easy on them.
Both of them were heroes who appreciated each other's talents. At this moment, the audience burst into applause.
Yu Xingyang raised his Non-Phase Divine Blade, ignoring the cheers of the entire audience, he shouted loudly: "I wonder if this blade of mine is considered the number one blade in the world this year?"
No one answered him, because there was no need to answer. He was the Greatest King of this event, and this result had already been decided. What if he was not?
Who else could it be?
But he still had to ask, "I wonder if this saber of mine is considered the best saber in the world this year?"
This time, he turned to face the spectator stand and asked the monarch.
The young monarch's face was gloomy at this moment. The highest honor had been taken away by an expert from another country. He felt ashamed, but he had to admit defeat since his skills were inferior.
"I wonder if this saber of mine is considered the number one saber in the world this year?"
This was Yu Xingyang's last question. His voice was particularly sonorous because he raised his head to the sky, as if he was not asking a person, but questioning the heavens.
I've trained hard for so many years. Do I deserve this kind of honor?
At this moment, an unfamiliar and deep voice finally answered him, "No!"
The audience burst into an uproar. Looking towards the direction of the voice, a figure appeared at the entrance of the martial arts arena. This person was dressed in plain clothes and walked towards the battle arena unhurriedly.
The ceremonial officer was about to stop him, but he was stopped by the monarch's gaze.
However, there were strange gazes all around. This person was dressed normally, and there were no fluctuations on his body. There was only a very ordinary military Feather Spirit Saber at his waist. Could it be that this guy was not convinced and wanted to embarrass himself?
Big Brother appeared to be very calm. Under the questioning and mocking gazes, he silently walked onto the battle arena and stood in front of Yu Xingyang.
It was completely different from the previous battle with Tian Qing. Not only did Yu Xingyang not underestimate Big Brother, but he also stared at his opponent's Feather Spirit Saber. This saber was obviously a weapon used by the frontline soldiers of the kingdom. Although it was incomparably sharp, compared to the Phaseless Saber, this saber was far too inferior.
Yu Xingyang revealed a serious expression, "I still haven't asked for your name."
"I don't have a name."
Big Brother replied quietly, "If you must know my name, you can call me Big Brother."
"Big Brother?" Yu Xingyang's eyes widened.
The audience burst into laughter. In the Five Great Kingdoms, who was worthy of being called "Big Brother" by Yu Xingyang?
Was this person crazy?
The monarch silently looked at Big Brother. He knew that Big Brother was a warrior of the kingdom, but he did not understand why Big Brother wanted to go on stage.
He also did not think that Big Brother was qualified to be Yu Xingyang's opponent.
However, Yu Xingyang did not laugh. Instead, he became even more vigilant, "Please make your move!"
Big Brother did not stand on ceremony. With a "clang", he unsheathed his saber.
His moves were exactly the same as Yu Xingyang's. Drawing the saber, backhand, and forward slashing. It was clean and neat, without any fancy moves.
It was also a clear-cut saber, and everyone could see it clearly. It was also erratic and unpredictable, and no one could block it.
"Clang!"
The Phaseless Saber fell to the ground.
The audience was dead silent. All the mockery and doubts turned into shock and astonishment in an instant.
This nameless person only used one move to shake off the saber in Yu Xingyang's hand. What kind of terrifying cultivation was this?
Yu Xingyang's face was pale. His teeth were even trembling because he did not dare to believe this.
Big Brother was still calm, "Do you still think that this saber of yours is the best saber in the world?"
Yu Xingyang gritted his teeth and said, "There is no problem with the saber itself. It's just that I didn't expect you to be a champion."
He was still young, and he wasn't convinced. His big brother had used a more profound origin ability to shake off his weapon, and not a martial technique or blade technique to defeat him. That was why he retorted like this. If it was really an origin ability user of the same level, and one was holding a Phaseless Divine Blade while the other was also holding a Phaseless Divine Blade, the result of this battle might be different.
Big Brother suddenly laughed, "I know that you are not convinced, but I want to tell you that this saber of mine is also not worthy of the honor of being the best saber in the world."
Yu Xingyang was stunned. The audience was also stunned. The nobles in the spectator stands began to whisper to each other. Only the king looked at him meaningfully.
Yu Xingyang could not help but ask, "If you are not worthy, then who is?"
Big Brother laughed again, "There is one person whose saber is worthy of the honor of being the best saber in the world this year."
Yu Xingyang frowned, "May I ask who this expert is?"
Big Brother suddenly waved at the crowd below the stage. "Miss Wenhe, please come up to the stage."
Ding Wenhe, dressed in tattered clothes, excitedly ran up to the stage and stood between the two of them. She excitedly said, "Big Brother, you are truly amazing. You actually defeated the number one expert of the Martial Arts Symposium. You are the pride of the entire kingdom …"
Big Brother smiled at her and said, "Miss Wenhe, please hand over your hero's dagger to me."
Ding Wenhe was stunned for a moment, but he still took out the dark golden T-shaped claw knife from his dirty shirt pocket.
Big Brother raised the blade and said to the audience in a loud voice, "This blade is worthy of being the best saber in the world this year."
The audience was once again in an uproar. Many of the people present were experts, and they could tell at a glance that this was just an ordinary claw blade. Not to mention the Phaseless Saber, even the hoes sold on the market were much stronger than this blade.
Big Brother lowered his head and stroked the blade. He used Origin Energy to speak to the audience, his voice filled with sadness and nostalgia. "This blade has to cut five bundles of Star Weave Grass every day."
The audience below the stage immediately roared with laughter.
"My blade can cut a hundred bundles of grass every day without a problem."
"That kind of blade is probably only fit to cut grass."
"Can that blade kill people?"
"Can that be called a blade?"
"I think it's more like a razor blade."
… …
Ding Wenhe seemed very uneasy when she heard these jeers. Her face flushed red, and she lowered her head.
But Big Brother didn't seem to mind. He lovingly stroked the blade, his voice filled with emotion. "These five bundles of Star Weave Grass have to be carried on your back and walked for two days and two nights to deliver to the border city to be sold."
Yu Xingyang also looked at the dagger, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Big Brother continued speaking, but his tone was firm and forceful. "At the city's marketplace, these five bundles of grass can only be exchanged for ninety coins."
The audience was still in an uproar, but the voices were much quieter now.
Big Brother said in a low voice, "Of these ninety coins, after paying the booth fee and transaction tax, there are only seventy-two coins left."
At this moment, the noise died down, and many people began to listen carefully.
Big Brother continued, "These seventy-two coins can only be used to buy a small bag of flour from the booth at the city gate."
No one questioned him anymore, because everyone present was either a member of the royal family or a hero of a region. Who would care about a mere seventy coins?
How could these high and mighty nobles know the painful lives of the people at the bottom?
They were well-fed and would never worry about food or drink, and they would never eat something like flour.
Big Brother scanned the audience and said in a low voice, "This small bag of flour is used to support the eleven orphans and widows in her village on the border. In these eight years, no matter if it was winter or winter, wind, frost, rain, or snow, no matter if it was war or plague, it has never stopped …"
The audience suddenly fell silent.
Only then did Big Brother face the monarch, his expression stern. He asked in a loud voice, "May I ask Your Majesty, can this blade be considered the best blade in the world this year?"
The young monarch exhaled a long breath and shouted sternly, "In this year's Martial Arts Symposium, is there anyone who thinks that their blade is better than this girl's blade?
Please step forward! "
The audience burst into thunderous applause. Almost tens of thousands of people stood up and applauded at the same time. "No!
No!
No! "
Yu Xingyang also looked at the dark golden T-shaped claw blade, bowed and clasped his hands. "I am ignorant. Thanks to Big Brother Meng's reminder, this is the real best blade in the world. I have learned a lot …"
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