Chapter 462: Chapter 14: The Eternal Flow of Rivers and Streams Never Ceases_3
Zhuo Buping looked at Li Fei not far away, his eyes ablaze with a strong will to battle.
The Heart of Battle never shrank from a powerful opponent!
The referee at the edge of the arena announced loudly.
As soon as the words were out, Zhuo Buping immediately charged toward Li Fei.
Intense, fiery Force twirled around his blade, gathered but yet to be unleashed.
Li Fei stood calmly in his place, waiting for Zhuo Buping to approach.
When the two were less than three meters apart, Zhuo Buping, holding his sword in both hands, swung down from above at Li Fei, attempting to bind Li Fei with flaming chains bursting from the sword.
But before the chains could blossom, Li Fei, as if having foreseen it, stepped to the right, neatly avoiding the area bound by the chains of flame.
At the same time, with his right hand, he swung his sword from right to left, the blade striking the latter half of Zhuo Buping’s sword.
A loud explosion rang out as Zhuo Buping’s sword trembled uncontrollably, his palm split open, nearly dropping the weapon.
He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his injury flared up and completely lost control of his Force.
After completing his slash, Li Fei’s sword continued its trajectory, piercing Zhuo Buping’s Protective Force and stopping at his neck.
“Li Fei of Wu’an University, victory!”
The referee at the side of the arena loudly declared the outcome.
From the start to the end of the match, the entire process didn’t exceed five seconds.
To the spectators, it appeared as if Zhuo Buping charged at Li Fei and swung his sword, only for Li Fei to suddenly reappear at his right side the next second and deliver his own slash.
Then the fight was over.
It was utterly bland.
Many people yawned in boredom.
In the seat section of the Upper Pure Sect, Gan Jingcheng, with his mutton-chop beard, squinted his eyes slightly, corners of his mouth curling up:
“Somewhat interesting.”
Opposite this seating area was the Daluo Sect’s.
Ning Chuan, his brows brimming with sharpness, turned to his handsome junior brother, Ning Xing:
“Do you understand what happened?”
Ning Xing spoke with some uncertainty, “It seems like he kept his power at the Qi Change Stage all along, similar to his opponent?”
Ning Chuan shook his head:
“Not similar, but precisely right. The power of his strike wasn’t too much or too little, just enough to jolt the opponent’s weapon and Force, thereby triggering the opponent’s internal injury. Finally, his blade precisely cut through the weakest part of the opponent’s Protective Force, defeating him. From beginning to end, the power he displayed never exceeded the Qi Change Middle Stage.”
Ning Xing praised sincerely.
Ning Chuan asked his junior brother.
Ning Xing thought seriously for a moment, then replied, “If I observe the opponent for a while, I can achieve it.”
Ning Chuan turned his gaze back to the figure in the arena:
“He left immediately after finishing his match yesterday morning.”
The implication was that Li Fei hadn’t stuck around to observe his opponent; everything he did was improvised on the spot.
Ning Xing exclaimed once more.
“Junior brother, if you want to defeat him, you’ll need to be even more diligent.”
Ning Chuan said as much.
“What a pity, I was born a few years before you.”
He watched Li Fei’s retreating figure, thinking thusly.
On the stage, Li Fei nodded towards Zhuo Buping, then turned and walked towards the audience.
Indeed, he hadn’t watched Zhuo Buping’s matches and was unaware of the determination Zhuo Buping had shown the previous day, the fighting spirit he had displayed, or the story of injustice behind him.
Be it unyielding or aggrieved.
For Li Fei, this was merely one of the multitude of ordinary opponents he had defeated.
PS: The title is called “Eternal Rivers Flow Without Waste,” and the previous line goes ‘You and your name shall both perish,’ but actually the term ‘you’ isn’t quite relevant to this part of the story. The main idea I want to convey is the contrast between greatness and insignificance, ordinary and extraordinary. I hope everyone can appreciate a hint of the ‘Eternal Rivers Flow Without Waste’ sentiment here—another chapter coming in the early morning.