"You’re talking nonsense, there is no flaw in my Shadowless Sword Technique, he was just lucky," Jiang Yuzhe roared unwillingly. However, he didn’t consider that regardless of Huayue’s luck, the fact that he could decipher that sword move was enough to prove that there indeed was a flaw in his swordmanship.
"If you don’t believe it, you can try again," Mu Hanyan said.
Jiang Yuzhe stared steadily at Mu Hanyan, didn’t answer, and stepped back a few paces. He turned his back and held his longsword, his figure once again moving like a ghost, targeting Mu Hanyan this time.
This time, Jiang Yuzhe gave his all, filled with immense unwillingness and defiance, and even performed beyond his usual level, moving faster than before and with even more elusive grace. If his movements were like ghostly shadows before, this time they truly had a hint of becoming shadowless and formless.
However, pityingly, even though he unleashed the full power of the Shadowless Sword Technique beyond his usual level of skill, the outcome would not change.
Before he could strike, Mu Hanyan’s cold sword tip had already touched his heart meridian, a critical point. Because the sword was withdrawn so swiftly, it emitted a long, buzzing sound that directly shot through the heart.
This sword strike, more than Huayue’s, was cleaner and more straightforward.
"Clang..." Jiang Yuzhe’s longsword fell to the ground. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novｅlfire.net
His complexion turned deathly pale, and his eyes were filled with despair.
Ten years, a whole ten years he had dedicated to cultivating the Shadowless Sword Technique, even neglecting his family’s cultivation technique. He had thought that once his swordmanship was perfected, he would astonish everyone and become the strongest young swordsman in Anyun Country, the pride of the Jiang Family. But he had not expected his swordmanship to be so easily defeated.
At that moment, he even had the impulse to pick up his sword and end his own life.
Surprised exclamations resounded once more all around.
No one had expected that faced with a stronger strike from Jiang Yuzhe, Mu Hanyan would win even more effortlessly.
In the outermost crowd, Mu Ze, who had previously been observing with cold eyes, now had a face as dark as iron.
Victory! Mu Hanyan’s henchman had actually won, and Mu Hanyan herself had won even more cleanly.
Facing Jiang Yuzhe, Mu Ze didn’t even have the courage to fight, even dropping his longsword to the ground out of fear. In order to avoid public humiliation, he disregarded their kinship and used his cousin as a hostage in Xiaoyang City.
Yet Jiang Yuzhe, the very man he did not dare to confront, had been defeated by Mu Hanyan’s hand—how could he now lift his head in pride?
Mu Ze clenched his fists tightly, his complexion turning from pale to flush red with unwillingness and discontent.
Of course, Mu Hanyan didn’t notice the change in Mu Ze’s expression; she only saw Jiang Yuzhe’s look and guessed his thoughts. She remembered that in her past life, after being defeated by her, Jiang Yuzhe faded into obscurity until she met with an accident and never heard of him again. She could imagine how great the shock of that defeat was to him, she even suspected that after that battle, Jiang Yuzhe lost his will to live and took his own life.
"Do you think all your efforts have been in vain, do you feel that the Shadowless Sword Technique is worthless, and even feel that there’s no point in living anymore?" Mu Hanyan withdrew her longsword and asked indifferently.
"Isn’t it the case?" Jiang Yuzhe asked miserably.
Seeing the despair on his face, Mu Hanyan was even more certain of her previous speculation. In her past life, after being defeated by her hand, he indeed took his own life. If he couldn’t untie this knot in his heart, in this life it might not be long before a despairing Jiang Yuzhe would once again end himself.