Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2048: Chapter 2049: Once the Sword Is Drawn, There Is No Return to the Scabbard (Part 2)

Xue An’s expression was complex, and he lightly sighed, shaking his head, "It’s useless. Her sword is already drawn, and there is no possibility of returning it to the sheath. Sword Dao duels are inherently this cruel!"

At the same time, deep respect appeared in Li Jingxing’s eyes, and he solemnly raised his single palm in front of his chest, speaking softly.

"Since you are willing to fight for victory or defeat, then I will fulfill you! Salute the sword!"

To wield the sword with respect is to salute the sword!

Boom!

The two clashed heavily together, and a ball of light suddenly appeared, then began to expand and spread rapidly at an alarming speed.

In an instant.

A brilliant white light flashed by, stinging everyone’s eyes.

Soon after, the void trembled, the platform shook, and even the surrounding bleachers were blown far away.

Those with slightly weaker abilities fainted from the shock without even uttering a sound.

When the brilliance gradually faded, they looked again at the stage.

Li Jingxing collapsed on the ground, his face pale, eyes tightly shut, and blood still flowed from his mouth and nose.

Jian San knelt on the ground, both hands gripping the surface firmly, barely preventing herself from collapsing.

A massive wound slashed diagonally across her body from chest to abdomen.

The wound was so enormous that even the overturned muscles and faintly exposed white bones were clearly visible.

Strangely, such a huge wound was without a single drop of fresh blood.

Everyone stared dumbfounded.

It was then that Jian San spoke in a low voice, "I know you’ve been there all along, can you come out to see me now?"

Upon hearing this.

Everyone in the audience looked bewildered.

What did it mean?

Who has been there all along?

Only a few vaguely guessed something but remained silent.

At the same time.

Chao Jingshan said with a puzzled face, "Friend, who is this Jian San talking about? Who is so important that she wishes to see them before dying?"

Even he could see that Jian San, with her oil running dry, was close to death.

After his question, Chao Jingshan didn’t hear a response and turned his head curiously.

Then he saw an astonishing sight.

Xue Anchong beside An Yan gently nodded, and then, face solemn, made his way forward through the crowd.

Where he passed, the crowd instinctively parted, giving way.

However, some were skeptical.

For example, the group who previously demanded payment from Chao Jingshan, standing far inside, directly in Xue An’s path.

Upon seeing Xue An approaching, this group exchanged glances and attempted to block him with sneers.

"Kid, this isn’t a place for you, get back!" one of them arrogantly declared, trying to push Xue An away.

But the next second, he could no longer move, as his hand had bid him farewell forever.

A slashing sword light severed both his arms at the elbows, and it was only after they hit the ground that he realized what happened.

He lowered his head to see his bare elbows, just as he was about to scream.

His vision went white, and he felt as if he were flying up into the sky, seeing the shocked faces of his companions below.

Thud!

His head hit the ground, and he died instantly.

But this was merely a prelude.

Before these men could react, Xue An stepped forward once more without faltering.

With each step.

The sword light spread everywhere.

Then, like falling leaves and flying petals, it rushed towards them.

Ssss!

Accompanied by the crisp sounds of flesh being sliced.

In the blink of an eye, these men were sliced into pieces by the sword light.

When Xue An arrived before them, the sword light dispersed, blood fell to the ground, and Xue An walked through the pool of blood without stopping.

The entire process took only a few steps, and this once vibrant group became a mess of blood and gore.

Hiss!

The crowd gasped.

Many Sword Cultivators asked themselves if they could do this too, but to manage it as effortlessly and without a hint of smoke or fire as this youth in white, that was incredibly difficult.

The key was that from start to finish, Xue An didn’t even blink, as if those who died weren’t people, but a flock of lambs awaiting slaughter.

When did such a young supreme expert appear in the Sword Dao? Many were puzzled.

As for Chao Jingshan, he was astonished, staring at the mess on the ground, his mind filled with disbelief.

He had been driven to madness by these people recently.

Even considering suicide multiple times.

He had no way to escape their harassment.

Yet who would have thought, these beings akin to infernal demons in his eyes, became flesh mud within moments.

And the one who did it was a youth he always deemed ordinary.

How could he not be shocked by this?

At that moment, Xue Anye had already stepped through the crowd and reached the stage.

Jian ZaiXin from the Jian Sect had caught a glimpse of his face, shivered all over, and wanted to speak.

Xue Anye had already stepped into the void and arrived on the stage.

"Senior Sister Jian, what are you looking at?" a young junior sister asked curiously.

Jian ZaiXin watched Xue An’s back on the stage with a solemn expression, answering softly, "It’s nothing, just a little surprised!"

At the same time.

The entire venue was in an uproar.

"Who is this youth?"

"No idea! But seeing that Sword Intent earlier, he’s definitely no ordinary person!"

"Could he be the one Lady Jian San pines for?"

"Very likely!"

The crowd buzzed with speculation.

On the stage, Xue An had reached Jian San, then slowly crouched down.

"I’m here!"

Jian San’s lips curled slightly, revealing a faint smile, yet she didn’t lift her head to look at Xue An, only speaking softly.

"How did I do just now?"

Xue An was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Very good!"

"Hehe, I practiced my Sword Intent according to your words, using longing, and it was effective."

Xue An did not speak, just quietly listened.

"That’s how I was able to challenge four masterful swordsmen in such a short time, successfully rising to Jian San!" Jian San continued rambling.

"But I don’t know whether to thank you or hate you because my Sword Intent grew powerful, but I also fell victim to the poison of longing!"

Saying this, Jian San smiled bitterly, "I forced myself to fall for you, originally to use it for training, but didn’t expect that I would end up hopelessly lost!"

Xue An sighed softly, "I did tell you that longing carries risks!"