Nine Yang Sword Saint
chapter-161

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“You gigolo. Others might not see what you truly are, but I have seen many men, and you are just another one of those gigolos who live off women. You used your good looks to hook up with Third Lady Gongsun and impersonate as a Hidden Sect’s disciple to swindle everybody. In fact, you are just a weak individual who couldn’t even withstand a single blow,” Qin Jiaojiao sneered and said, “Come on then, hurry up and come up the stage. We will fight, and I will expose your true identity.”

Dugu Fengwu sneered and said, “Go on then. That vicious woman is summoning you.”

Yang Dingtian glared at Dugu Fengwu and grasped onto the sharp sword in his hand. He then walked up the stairs onto the stage.

Everyone had lightly leaped onto the stage, but Yang Dingtian actually walked up, which instantly caused everyone to burst out with laughter.

He mustn’t compete like this; he mustn’t compete in a regular contest. Otherwise, everyone would know that Yang Dingtian was a fake, as a true Hidden Sect’s disciple couldn’t be so weak like him.

Yang Dingtian sighed and said, “Young Lady Qin. I originally didn’t want to come on stage, but since I did, I have to make a move. Then let’s do it like this…”

He wanted to say that they should simply exchange pointers, but he was immediately interrupted by Qin Jiaojiao.

“Shut up.” Qin Jiaojiao scoffed and said, “Stop looking for excuses and other reasons. We will do a normal contest. If you want to use martial skill, then use martial skill; if you want to use mystic skill, then use the mystic skill. We will exhaust all our moves and mystic qi until one of us falls!”

Yang Dingtian was instantly infuriated and gritting his teeth. This vicious woman was truly so arrogant and the most troublesome type of stubborn woman. No wonder her reputation was so bad and invited so much hatred onto herself.

Yang Dingtian must not have a regular contest with her, even if he was able to defeat her in the end. He had to use a tiny bit of mystic qi and flaunted his mystic skills. If he were to compete with his mystic qi truly, he would definitely be exposed.

But, if he suggested competing without the use of mystic qi, he would expose himself even earlier. Furthermore, he had encountered such a vicious woman who was so shrewd and rude.

He was at his wit’s end. Yang Dingtian silently gritted his teeth and said to Qin Jiaojiao, “Young Lady Qin, please go off the stage. I do not wish to make a move on you.”

Qin Jiaojiao was startled and immediately laughed. “Look, he is already exposing himself and doesn’t dare to compete with me.”

In an instant, everyone was mocking at him. Qiu Wanjie had completely determined that this person was an impersonator of the Hidden Sect. He instantly revealed a sneer. It didn’t matter if the result was a win or lose, he wasn’t going to let this Nameless leave. Qiu Wanjie was going to torment Nameless so much that he was going to beg for death to dispel the anger in his heart.

This bastard actually used a sword, a leaf ornament to frighten him. It was truly a humiliation.

Yang Dingtian ignored all those mocking eyes and looked at Qin Huaiyu. “Mister Qin Huaiyu. Can I trouble you to come and fight against me? If your sister insists on staying on stage, then please forgive me. I can only leave.”

When Yang Dingtian said this, everyone was speechless, including Qin Jiaojiao!

Afterward, everyone looked at Yang Dingtian with surprise.

He wasn’t actually frightened, he just didn’t think it was worth fighting with Qin Jiaojiao. He felt that Qin Jiaojiao was actually too weak.

In this instant, Qin Huaiyu’s expression changed, so did Qiu Wanjie, as he withdrew his sneer.

Could, could this kid really be a disciple of the Hidden Sect? Otherwise, why would he pick the strong instead of the weak?

Furthermore, only a disciple of the Hidden Sect would be able to conceal his true cultivation class. It was just like their sword, which could hide its power, making it low-profile and natural.

“Im-impossible. He is just putting on a pretense,” Qin Huaiyu thought in his heart and told himself not to be intimidated.

Afterward, he gritted his teeth and stood up from his seat. He leaped onto the stage again and stood opposite Yang Dingtian. “Since Senior Nameless wants me to come, then I shall humbly accept your invitation.”

Qin Jiaojiao looked at Yang Dingtian with eyes of suspicion, seemingly trying to spot a flaw from his expression.

“Jiaojiao, hurry up and get down,” Qin Huaiyu said.

Qin Jiaojiao stomped her feet and jumped off the stage, but she was still looked at Yang Dingtian with a discontented look.

…

“Senior Nameless. What rules do you want to set for our contest? Please name it,” Qin Huaiyu looked at Yang Dingtian and spoke with a smile that didn’t look like a smile.

Right now, Yang Dingtian was truly suffocating.

This game was getting more and more serious. After forcing one step after another, he was actually standing on the same stage as Qin Huaiyu.

How many more classes was Qin Huaiyu stronger? How many more folds was Qin Huaiyu stronger than him?

Yang Dingtian wasn’t sure, but it was definitely a difference between the sky and the land. Right now, his battle against Qin Huaiyu couldn’t even be described as a mantis blocking against a car.

“To hell with the demon woman,” Yang Dingtian let out a ruthless curse in his heart at Dugu Fengwu.

He then looked at Qin Huaiyu and said as though it didn’t matter. “There is no need for any rules. Mister Qin Huaiyu can do whatever you want.”

Once he said this, everyone present had a change in expression again.

He was actually so confident and so overbearing. Yang Dingtian had allowed Qin Huaiyu to use whatever method he wanted, which meant Yang Dingtian completely disregarded Qin Huaiyu.

Qin Huaiyu’s expression changed as he let out a light smile and said, “Then, I will not reserve myself.”

Subsequently, he slowly drew his sharp sword.

Although there might be severe consequences, Qin Huaiyu was going to make a serious move. He truly wanted to see if this Nameless was really what he claimed to be.

Feeling the sense of fatal danger, all of the pore on Yang Dingtian’s back had stopped breathing.

That’s right, this was probably the most dangerous moment in Yang Dingtian’s life, and it was the closest moment he would be to death.

During the next few moments, his demonstration must not have any single flaw even for a second. Even if he was flawless, there was a chance that he would still perish in this place.

Silently taking a deep breath, Yang Dingtian said indifferently, “Mister Qin Huaiyu. I shall take begin then.”

Afterward, Yang Dingtian immediately closed his eyes.

Everyone was shocked again when they saw that Yang Dingtian actually closed his eyes during a duel. Was he actually thinking that he wasn’t going to die? Or was his brain actually damaged?

It was neither.

As such, Yang Dingtian’s action was immediately deemed as having a card up his sleeve, as though he didn’t even need to see where the enemy was.

Yang Dingtian truly didn’t have to see where his enemy was, as even if he knew it would be useless.

As long as Qin Huaiyu made a move, Yang Dingtian was definitely going to perish. Hence, he must not allow Qin Huaiyu to make the first move.

After closing his eyes, Yang Dingtian lightly floated into midair after tapping on the ground.

His movements were extremely graceful, but it didn’t demonstrate any powerful mystic qi. From the looks of his cultivation, he could only be considered ordinary.

In midair, Yang Dingtian slowly twirled and drew a circle with his hand.

He then drew another circle!

Everyone was stunned. What was this? Such a slow sword art would allow the enemy to kill him more than ten thousand times. Such a slow sword wouldn’t even be able to kill a mosquito, let alone an expert like Qin Huaiyu.

Yang Dingtian didn’t bother and continued to draw the circles.

“Hur hur, putting on a facade,” Qin Huaiyu scoffed and raised his sword. He was about to rush and thrust at Yang Dingtian.

But the next scene caused him to stop all of his movements.

The circles that Yang Dingtian drew actually formed a halo that floated in midair.

One halo, two halos, three halos… nine halos…

After drawing nine halos, Yang Dingtian drifted back to his original position.

“Bang…” All the halos abruptly shattered and formed countless teardrops. They were translucent teardrops which suspended in midair, and there was nothing more beautiful than this scene, which had this mystical atmosphere.

Subsequently, all the teardrops started to fall.

When splashed on the surface of the ground, it would gently make small pits.

When splashed on the crowd, it would bring a slight sting. Many had their hair snapped and clothes penetrated even though it only seemed a powerless move!

Everyone was stunned and astonished by such mystical and mysterious sword art.

Qin Huaiyu and Qiu Wanjie looked at each other and thought of a shocking possibility. Their backs were instantly drenched with a burst of cold sweat.

They knew of this sword art, and it was heard from their ancestors. This was the most mystical sword art and the most powerful sword art in the world. It was the Swaying Calamity Crossing Sword’s sword art, River Tears.

The Swaying Calamity Crossing Sword was a sword art that only the Hidden Sect’s disciples could learn. This sword art itself represented the Hidden Sect.

The leaf ornament could be a fake, and the artifact sword could be picked up. But this sword art could never be fake. Even if one could learn the sword moves, they would never be able to learn the essence of the sword art because only those who learned it from the manuals would be able to grasp it.

Only the disciples from Hidden Sect could learn the Swaying Calamity Crossing Sword from the manual.

In this instant, there was no longer any doubts or disputes for Nameless’ identity. Even Qin Jiaojiao’s expression had drastically changed.

Of course, Yang Dingtian’s River Tears was very weak, but they had found their answer to it. There were so many people in this place, and if Yang Dingtian executed the full power, all the observers here would have perished.

They felt that the weakened power of the teardrops from River Tears was because of Nameless’ mercy and not because of his insufficient mystic qi.

Yang Dingtian didn’t stop. After executing the River Tears, he immediately executed the second move of the Swaying Calamity Crossing Sword, Soul Departing Mirror!

As his figure flashed, he suddenly refracted over a dozen meters. He flashed again and refracted over another few dozen meters.

Yang Dingtian’s figure had shifted and switched over the entire stage, covering every inch of space.

In the next instant, as though an illusion, he left behind countless afterimages and countless sword lights.

Afterward, he lightly refracted back to his original position and sheathed his sword.

Instantly, all the afterimages fractured, and the image of the entire stage had fractured!

Everywhere where fractures were, the leaves would be sliced.

One strand of hair fell from a woman’s head. Subsequently, a corner of her dress had been sliced.

Everyone was in shock again, shocked by this breathtaking scene.

Of course, the power of the fractures was so mild, all because of Nameless’ mercy. Otherwise, this entire stage would have truly fractured, and everything here would have been completely destroyed and decimated.

The true power of the Soul Departing Mirror was enough even to change the scenery of heaven and earth.

Yang Dingtian originally wanted to continue brandishing his sword, but he suddenly opened his eyes and spoke to Qin Huaiyu, “Mister Qin, why are you not doing anything? Am I the only one fighting here?”

Yang Dingtian still had this flat voice.

This voice, which previously sounded like a pretense, was now unfathomable in everyone’s opinion.

Qin Huaiyu didn’t reply and just gritted on his teeth and bowed deeply. His waist was nearly at a right angle, and after he bowed, he didn’t dare to come back up again. In absolute silence, he used the most respectful attitude to seek forgiveness from Nameless.

Immediately after, Qiu Wanjie stood up and bowed deeply as well. He, too, didn’t dare to utter a single word.

Yang Dingtian spoke dully, “If you aren’t going to fight, then I shall take my leave.”

Subsequently, he turned and walked down the stage. He carried Dugu Fengwu and was about to leave.

“Your Mystic Fire Devil Hammer…” Qiu Wanjie used all his strength and spoke while shivering.

“Are you still going to lend it to me?” Yang Dingtian asked.

Qiu Wanjie lowered his head with extreme agony and extreme regret that he trusted Qin Huaiyu’s words. Regretful that he had offended this Hidden Sect’s disciple in front of him.

“I beg you. Please take this Mystic Fire Devil Hammer,” Qiu Wanjie struggled to speak.

“Oh. Thank you then,” Yang Dingtian spoke as though he didn’t bother and walked onto the tall platform and grabbed the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer.

“Wow, it is heavy,” Yang Dingtian commented.

Everyone revealed a knowing smile. How could a disciple of the Hidden Sect think that this Mystic Fire Devil Hammer was heavy when it was only a few hundred kilograms? It was definitely impossible. It was just his naturally lofty character, as he used his most ordinary tone to express his feeling.

Of course, this was just their understanding, but Yang Dingtian truly felt that this Mystic Fire Devil Hammer was very heavy. It was just an average-sized hammer, but it was actually a few hundred kilograms.

He used one hand to lift the hammer and the other hand to carry Dugu Fengwu. Yang Dingtian simply walked out of the stage and left Divine Weapons Manor.

Qiu Wanjie wanted to invite Yang Dingtian to say, but he didn’t dare to.