Chapter 590: No Sword Can Harm Me

Chapter 590: No Sword Can Harm Me

Another one had come.

The disappointed students of the Divine Academy suddenly became interested again. They had to admit that the battle between Ye Guan and Mo Yaoyao was lackluster. They were expecting a world-shaking battle, but the two instead ended the battle after wasting a lot of time dilly-dallying around a demonic beast.

It was a bit like taking off one's pants and getting something lackluster in return.

However, another extraordinary figure from the Divine Academy had now appeared, reigniting everyone's excitement.

Ye Guan looked at the man in the white shirt, feeling incredibly puzzled. He felt a great sense of familiarity toward him.

It was a weird and unique feeling. He was certain that he had never met this man before, so he couldn't help but wonder why he felt this way. The more time passed, the more confused he became.

As if coming to a realization, he internally said, "Master Pagoda?"

Little Pagoda remained silent.

"Master Pagoda, don't you feel that too?" he asked.

"Feel what?"

"A sense of familiarity."

"No."

Ye Guan was speechless.

At that moment, the man in the white shirt smiled. "Draw your sword."

Ye Guan retracted his thoughts and nodded. With a light tap of his toe, he shot up into the air. In an instant, a sword attack surged toward the man in the white shirt. It was incredibly fast. Although it contained no fancy moves, it was also direct and decisive.

Smiling faintly, the man extended two fingers toward Ye Guan's Sword Intent.

Bam!

Ye Guan's sword attack froze. However, another sword light—one even faster and stronger—came surging toward the man.

Calmly, the man in the white shirt flicked his fingers, shattering and sweeping the sword attack away effortlessly.

Bam!

At the same time, Ye Guan was sent flying thousands of meters backward!

Silence fell on the arena.

When Ye Guan stopped, he raised his head to look at the man in the white shirt, his face filled with disbelief.

What the fuck?

He had to admit that he was rather shocked. He had unleashed those two powerful sword attacks without holding back, yet the man had blocked them with ease. It was ridiculous!

He stared at the man in the white shirt, who now looked serious. Intuition told him that this seemingly harmless man was more terrifying than Mo Xiaoyao.

"Come on, let's continue," the man said.

Ye Guan retracted his thoughts and smiled crookedly. "Bring it on."

By the time he had finished his sentence, he had already transformed into a ray of sword light. He rushed toward his opponent and unleashed ten consecutive stacks of Heavenrends!

Everyone felt the terrifying power of his sword attack, which pressed down on them, made them feel suffocated, and shattered heaven and earth. However, the man just calmly extended two fingers toward Ye Guan's sword attack again.

Boom!

The attack stopped in place again with all the power within it suppressed.

Ye Guan stepped forward. As he did, a beam of sword light instantly shot toward his opponent. Compared to the previous sword attacks, this one had undergone a qualitative change. Their fusion did not simply add their powers together. After all, Ao Qianqian was now an Imperial Sovereign, and as a member of the Dragon Clan, her strength far surpassed an ordinary Imperial Sovereign's.

When fused with Ao Qianqian, Ye Guan's power increased by more than tenfold. Moreover, his sword techniques, which emphasized explosive force, now rendered the surrounding spacetime illusory and gripped everyone's heart with a sense of impending doom.

The spectators' expressions drastically changed.

This was Ye Guan's trump card!

However, the man in the white shirt remained unfazed. It was as if there was no difference between this sword attack and the previous ones. When Ye Guan's sword was mere inches away from him, he once again extended two fingers and lightly pinched them together.

Boom!

Ye Guan's terrifying sword strike got caught between his fingers, and the frightening power contained within it was forcefully suppressed.

The scene petrified everyone.

Ye Guan tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword as his eyes narrowed. He could neither move his sword by an inch nor unleash any power from it.

He had been completely suppressed!

Staring at the man in the white shirt, he asked, "Are you pretending to be weak to catch me off guard?"

He was starting to feel that he was missing something—no, something was very wrong!

The man in the white shirt smiled. "One's Sword Dao shouldn't be so complicated."

He gently exerted force with his two fingers, causing Ye Guan's hand to tremble violently.

When Ye Guan returned to his senses, the Xuanyuan Sword was already in the hands of his opponent. The man caressed the blade of the sword gently, and the powerful force within it immediately dissipated.

Ye Guan's expression instantly turned solemn. He also felt a tinge of helplessness in his heart. He knew that even if he activated his bloodline powers, he would not be able to beat this man. He was far inferior to him.

Now, he truly understood the meaning of the phrase, "There will always be someone better than you out there."

He had underestimated others.

"The first sword attack that you unleashed was interesting," the man in the white shirt commented.

"The first sword attack?" Ye Guan asked.

The man in the white shirt nodded. "That sword attack held no external force, only the pure power of your Sword Dao. That's the real you. Moreover, it showcased your core. It's good to see that you're starting to explore who you truly are. Keep it up."

Ye Guan remarked, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior."

He did not feel bitter about losing to the man in front of him. On the contrary, he was rather glad that he did. Having witnessed how inferior he was to him, he willingly accepted defeat.

The man in the white shirt grinned before passing the Xuanyuan Sword back to Ye Guan. "Your sword is very sharp and quite special, but it's best to use it sparingly. No matter how sharp a sword is, it's useless in the hands of a swordsman who can't unleash its potential."

Hearing those words made the Xuanyuan Sword feel bad. It trembled slightly and charged toward the man in the white shirt, but it was quickly restrained.

The man in the white shirt laughed heartily. "Your sword has quite the temper! However, in this world, no sword can harm me."

Ye Guan blinked. "No sword that can harm you?"

"That's right."

"I do not believe that."

"Would you like to try it for yourself?"

"Yes, I would like to try it. If my sword manages to hurt you, can you grant me a favor?"

"Sure!"

The corners of Ye Guan's lips curled up. He opened his palm and slowly closed his eyes as he internally said, "Qingxuan, let me use you one more time!"