The Dragon Warrior Pair
DWP 151: Opening of the Young Swordsman Tournament
You can reread the previous chapter. Lately it's difficult to set the time, just every day I can type 1000 words, it's two novels yes the same LTI. So yes often only able to penetrate 2000 words. Crazy up a little long because I don't have any savings chapters.
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The flow of water flowing in the river was so calm, the sound of birds chirping could be heard filling the inn.
Thin sweat soaked Xue Bingyue's beautiful face along with the rising rays of the sun that hit her face and body.
“Set your breath flow. Make yourself one with the air, and make the air a part of your body.” While saying, Jing Yang continued to unleash sharp sword slashes at Xue Bingyue.
Jing Yang did not hesitate to attack Xue Bingyue with all his might.
Xue Bingyue painstakingly compensated for Jing Yang's swordplay, her breathing growing irregular. A while later Jing Yang stopped his attack and gave time for himself to take a breath.
“White Fox, how..” Xue Bingyue did not continue her words. He realized many similarities between himself and Jing Yang, especially when he asked about Jing Yang to the White Spirit but there was no answer from the beautiful female spirit.
A short while later the training page that Xue Bingyue used to practice back was filled with the loud sound of a clash of weapons.
A number of Xue Bingyue's executed moves were then met with great admiration by Jing Yang. The attacks that clashed with each other echoed and were disdainful.
Jing Yang ended the training with a single breath of his and a definite movement. His existence disappeared while using lightning steps, then Jing Yang held onto Xue Bingyue's hair and rubbed it quietly.
“If I were your enemy, I could have killed you.” Jing Yang stared inside Xue Bingyue's face up close.
Xue Bingyue nodded softly, then was about to lock Jing Yang's neck but this young man in front of her was already anticipating his every move.
Xue Bingyue felt even more annoyed at not being able to defeat Jing Yang, moreover Jing Yang had always anticipated her every action as if Jing Yang had known her for a long time.
Xue Rong and Xue Que who were observing the two only laughed softly upon seeing Xue Bingyue's sullen face. Then Xue Rong started to look at Xue Que who was practicing while giving directions.
Jing Yang also did not forget to meet Yin Feng who was actively practicing in a field that was commonly used by Peak Peach swordsmen to practice.
Yin Feng was now able to move freely, thanks to his experience of feeling the pain of being obsessed with being strong, now Yin Feng was actually following Jing Yang's direction well.
“My brother, I will win the Young Swordsman Tournament and give the best prize to my parents!” Yin Feng pointed his fist at Jing Yang.
“Sorry Brother Feng, because the one who will win the Young Swordsman Tournament is Yueyue..” Jing Yang welcomed Yin Feng's fist.
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Day after day passed quickly on Peach Peak like flowing water. The awaited day had finally arrived, Peach Peak which was a huge sect in the Yin Empire was so crowded visitors today. Most visitors who come to Peach Peak are warriors of white and neutral flow.
Meanwhile Yin Ruo and Commander Zhang Mufan were sitting on the podium with a familiar old geezer in Jing Yang's eyes.
“Senior Kung?” Jing Yang raised his eyebrows, he did not expect Kung Taoji to be an influential person in Peach Peak and the martial world of the Yin Empire of course.
Xue Rong explained that Kung Taoji was a great hero of the white flow of the Yin Empire. The old grandfather was one of the few people who knew the Nine Heavenly Chaos.
Kung Taoji served as the Peach Peak Patriarch, and he only had two disciples training directly under his direction.
As Kung Taoji stood on the podium, the atmosphere in the stadium seemed crowded. Many people were whispering to each other about the figure of Kung Taoji.
Kung Taoji looked carefully at the audience bench, after seeing a young man wearing a white fox mask, Kung Taoji smiled brightly before opening the Young Swordsman Tournament that everyone had been waiting for.
“On this sunny day, let's start the event held every seventeen years.” Kung Taoji gestured for one of the two Peach Peak Elders to lead the course of the match, “For more we leave it to Brother Tian who will lead the match of the Youth Swordsman Tournament as the match referee.”
A Peach Peak Elder who served as the Sky Elder stood on the podium before creating the illusion of falling flowers.
Tian Taohua was the one who served as the Sky Elder. While the Earth Elder was held by Wu Taofan.
Tian Taohua disappeared from everyone's sight before everyone stared towards the match field.
On the field of the match, the flowers twisted and formed a vortex of flowers mixed with the wind. The fragrance of the flowers filled the entire stadium.
Before long the flowers formed the body of a long-bearded man, a standing ovation filled the entire stadium upon seeing Tian Taohua's impressive ability.
“All you ladies and gentlemen, please introduce my name Tian Taohua, I serve as the Sky Elder at Peach Peak.” Tian Taohua spoke calmly but his voice sounded out loud, “And I was in charge of refereeing the match of this year's Young Swordsman Tournament.”
This year's Young Swordsman Tournament was different from seven years ago and the previous years, as there was Emperor Yin who came to watch his son attend the Young Swordsman Tournament.
Of course many of the warriors who welcomed Yin Ruo were full of enthusiasm, yet they were all more curious about Yin Feng taking part in the Young Swordsman Tournament.
Tian Taohua was also a little interested in seeing Yin Feng's abilities, before long he explained the rules of the Young Swordsman Tournament to all the attendees who were present watching and competing in the stadium.
Each participant is required to take a drawing paper on the match field. Under the field the match had ten arenas and each arena would be filled by five participants who would fight to knock each other down and beat.
Xue Bingyue, Xue Que and Yin Feng were in different arena places. Xue Bingyue was a little nervous as she watched the young man wearing the white fox mask continue to stare at her from the bleachers.
Xue Bingyue had her first turn to compete in the first field arena match against the other four participants. This beautiful girl got the number one lottery paper, and this made Xue Bingyue even more excited and motivated.
“For participants who get the number one to five draw please go forward!” Kung Taoji spoke out loudly calling the five participants who will compete in the field arena of the first match.