Chapter 143 Sword Field

"Go get'em, Jing," Before the duel had even begun, Yang Liqin started cheering from the back. Ever since Jiang Ming had changed into a completely new person, she had rarely seen him fighting personally.

Thus, she was excited to see what kind of fighting technique he would use against someone that had comprehended sword intent.

Jiang Ming was smiling cheekily behind his mask when he heard her cheering for him.

How could he not though?

Being cheered by your woman is what every man dreams of. Not only does it motivate them to succeed, but it also increases their chances of victory.

Meanwhile, Di Qiaowei finally took notice of Yang Liqin when he heard a sudden cheer. His eyes focused on Yang Liqin's mask before glancing downward and realizing her slender body figure.

'Heh, after killing this brat, I would take off your mask to see what kind of beauty you are.' Di Qiaowei thought. Initially, when they first appeared, he hadn't given them much thought or even taken a glance since they were beneath him.

However, the moment he laid eyes on Yang Liqin, he realized that this woman must be a refined beauty. Otherwise, there's no way she would wear a mask to try and conceal her face.

Of course, hidden under it could be an ugly woman, but Di Qiaowei was more sure that the latter must be a jade beauty.

As Di Qiaowei became lost in his thoughts, Jiang Ming turned to look at Zhao Tong. He was the emperor and highest authority here, so it was a given that the fight could only start once he announced it.

'Can this old man announce the fight already? If I were to make a move first before the announcement, then they would have an excuse to void the result. And this damn Di Qiaowei, looking at my aunt like that… watch how I'll stab your eyes and turn you blind.' Jiang Ming thought.

Right now, he was participating in the duel on behalf of the Huo Clan as an outsider, and his identity remained unknown to them. Hence, he couldn't just outright attack like Huo Ning had done.

A few seconds later, Zhao Tong raised his hand and announced the start of the duel. "Since Huo Minyong had Jing as their representative and Di Qiaowei as the Di Clan representative, then the duel shall commence."

As soon as Zhao Tong finished his announcement, Di Qiaowei quickly went on the offensive. Unlike the previous duel where he allowed Huo Ning to strike as she pleased, he didn't dare to act haughtily in front of an unknown rogue cultivator.

'To be able to tell that I have comprehended sword intent, I must kill him swiftly to prevent any more troubles.' Di Qiaowei thought.

His footsteps were irregular and seemed to have left numerous after-images as he continued to advance toward Jiang Ming.

"Flash Steps… I didn't expect that the Di Clan Patriarch's heir would have such a talented ability."

"It seemed like the duel would be over, and Di Clan's reputation would rise again."

"Hush, don't forget the other 5 powerful clans are gathered today. Not to mention, His Majesty is watching the duel, so don't say any nonsense."

While the crowd was talking about the agility technique of Di Qiaowei, someone kindly reminded them that they were still in the presence of Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong was the emperor of the Northern Continent and the person with the highest authority here. Hence, it could be lethal for a clan if they managed to produce a youth so talented that it could threaten the Royal Family's power and influence.

Of course, Zhao Tong wasn't ignorant enough to not know the nefarious intent of the 6 powerful clans. However, without any concrete evidence, he could only remain friendly with them while keeping up his vigilance.

'Ugh, if only Jiang Ming was here in this gathering. With his arrogant and confident demeanor with no respect for others, he could have easily dealt with these 6 clans on my behalf. Just why did he have to suddenly go into seclusion and order to not be disturbed?' Zhao Ting sighed inwardly.

Little did Zhao Tong know that the news he received from his subordinates was deliberately leaked by Jiang Ming to conceal his activity. By saying he would be in seclusion, no one would suspect that he would actually be sneaking into the ancient ruin where dangers lurk in every corner.

Meanwhile, the duel between Jiang Ming and Di Qiaowei intensified as the fight started expanding. The crowd had no choice but to retreat backward to avoid getting collateral damage.

Di Qiaowei was laughing wildly as he used his agility and sword intent to pressure Jiang Ming. He was high on the offensive whereas Jiang Ming kept dodging and retreating, seemingly at a disadvantage.

"Is that all you can do, fellow Jing?" Di Qiaowei sneered. Although he was taunting Jiang Ming, he was actually getting irritated.

It was the first time that he had used his sword intent so openly yet he couldn't even land a single hit on Jiang Ming.

'Is this Jing a cockroach? Just how is he avoiding all of my sword intent?' Di Qiaowei cursed silently.

Unwilling to have their duel stall any longer, Di Qiaowei decided to go all in. His eyes turned bloodshot as he smirked coldly. "Since all you do is run around like a coward, then let's see how you dodge if I cover the entire field with my sword intent."

Within a few seconds, the surrounding field was covered in a large circle formation. And in those formations were numerous swords coming out from the ground.

'Oh, this dumb brat could actually create a sword field with just hit a tiny bit of talent.' Jiang Ming exclaimed inwardly.

A sword field could be only created by those who had comprehended some sword grades and depending on their profanity, the sword field could even help them kill a cultivation realm above them.

"Heh, I must praise you a little bit, Jing. You are the first person worthy enough of me to actually use my ultimate technique." Di Qiaowei laughed, manipulating his sword field's killing intent at Jiang Ming.