Chapter 111 – [Sword God’s Three Moves]

Chapter 111 – [Sword God’s Three Moves]

Meng Fan had long been capable of defeating enemies above his level from a very early age!

Invincible within the same realm?

That's nothing!

Faced with the first strike from Princess Yuqi, Meng Fan's gaze remained calm, his heart as still as water.

This strike could not possibly harm him in the slightest, that was beyond doubt.

Even without drawing his sword, with the strength of the fifth layer of the Supreme Dominance Body, Meng Fan could withstand the blow with his bare hands.

Catching a blade with bare hands!

But that wouldn't serve as a "lesson" for Princess Yuqi.

What constitutes a lesson?

Especially one that satisfies Elder Lin's particular attitude?

Meng Fan had his own ideas.

The Hong Qi Sword unsheathed, he responded later but struck first, and his sword speed was not slow at all.

Most importantly, Meng Fan's strike was all too familiar to Princess Yuqi.

The first move of the Chasing Dragon Sword Technique—[Dragon's Chant].

It was only a moment when Princess Yuqi made her move, and even with Meng Fan's talent for Sword Dao Transcendence, it was impossible to grasp the essence of this sword technique in an instant.

But to mimic the superficial "flourishes" of the sword technique was no difficulty for Meng Fan.

Therefore, to Senior Disciple Luo's astonishment, he saw his Junior Brother Meng Fan using the exact same sword technique as Princess Yuqi, which was quite a shock!

Princess Yuqi was equally surprised, or rather, even more so. How could Meng Fan know the unique sword technique of the Great Dragon Empire's royal family?

However, with her sword already in motion and unable to be distracted, she steeled her heart and followed through with her strike.

As for her doubts, they could wait until after the matter at hand!

It must be said, Princess Yuqi's mentality was commendable, her willpower strong; once she made her move, she would not be swayed by external factors.

Two flashes of sword light burst forth within the Sword Pavilion.Alll latest novels at novelhall.com

The next second, Princess Yuqi's longsword flew from her hand.

And Meng Fan's longsword rested on Princess Yuqi's shoulder, pressing against her neck.

Without a doubt, he had completely overpowered her!

Had this been a fight to the death rather than a sparring match, Meng Fan could have easily decapitated Princess Yuqi with that strike.

At the same time, the sword weapon that slipped from Princess Yuqi's hand also fell into Meng Fan's left hand.

Only when he reached a sufficiently high realm would he possibly understand this profound mystery.

"Why do you know the Chasing Dragon Sword Technique?" Princess Yuqi looked at Meng Fan coldly, her expression extremely unfriendly.

The Chasing Dragon Sword Technique was a closely guarded secret of the Great Dragon Empire's royal family, and outsiders should not be able to learn it.

"No matter what sword technique you use, I can defeat you with the same technique in an instant. If Your Highness doesn't believe it, you can try again," Meng Fan said calmly.

Princess Yuqi's expression was stern as she coldly said, "I asked you, why do you know the Chasing Dragon Sword Technique? It is a secret of our royal family, where did you learn it from?"

The leakage of the Chasing Dragon Sword Technique was no small matter for the entire Great Dragon Empire, and at this time, she cared little for whether it was a sparring match or not.

"Who did I learn it from? Naturally, from you!" Meng Fan casually replied.

"Nonsense!" Princess Yuqi was furious, feeling that Meng Fan was mocking her.

Meng Fan looked at Princess Yuqi coldly and said indifferently, "This is the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, not your Great Dragon Palace. You have no right to act wildly here."

"How dare you!"

At the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, an armored general rushed in, scolding Meng Fan.

The general had not reacted when Meng Fan held the sword to Princess Yuqi's neck, but now he could not help but glare at Meng Fan with murderous intent.

Since it was a sword sparring session, the princess had ordered not to be disturbed, but now Meng Fan's disrespectful words to the princess had a different meaning.

Thus, the general rushed to the princess's side and drew his war blade from his waist.

Truth be told, this was the first time Meng Fan had seen someone use a blade, but he had no interest.

In his life, he was destined to deal only with swords!

"Clang!" The Hong Qi Sword, which had been sheathed, was drawn once again.

Meng Fan looked at the general coldly, his expression equally unfriendly.

"Princess Yuqi drew her sword on me as a spar, so I stopped at the point of contact.

You draw your blade on me, and that doesn't seem like a spar!

So, are you seeking death?"

Meng Fan's words were not an empty threat.

If the general dared to make a move, he would truly strike to kill.

Because if the other party drew a blade, it was clearly with the intent to kill.

Meng Fan was a man of clear debts and grudges, and also vowed to avenge.

Under such circumstances, he would indeed kill the general.

No mercy would be shown!

The armored general looked at Meng Fan with an icy face and said sternly, "Disrespect to the princess warrants death!"