Daoist Competition-Chapter 1034 - 257: Life Cloud Water Sword

Shen Baishuang stood on the clouds, his gaze fixed on the battlefield below, his face always brimming with a smile, while the fishing rod on his shoulder swung lightly, as if he were sitting by the riverbank waiting for playful fish to swim by, his demeanor was rather leisurely.

Zhang Yan, having cultivated to this day, has experienced many life-and-death battles. Encountering a Nascent Soul Third Realm Cultivator is not unprecedented, and his experience in battling enemies is unsurpassed among his peers.

He was well aware that in combat with an enemy, one must maintain control of the battle situation, and not let the opponent dominate, otherwise, one would inevitably fall into a disadvantage.

And as that sword stream attacked, he was momentarily unclear about its intricacies. At a glance, he only knew that there seemed to be some subtle use of division and fusion within it. Although it approached at a slowed pace, it wouldn’t be wise to withstand it hard like this.

Currently, he had two choices: one was to figure out a way to retreat and evade, adopting a strategy of mobile combat to find a flaw before defeating the enemy; the other was to ignore the immediate situation, attack where the enemy must rescue, forcing the opponent to withdraw, regaining initiative.

Yet, as he pondered taking action, for some reason, a warning surged from deep within his heart, cautioning him against doing so, or he would be surely defeated in this battle. With a turn of thought, he forcibly stopped his motion.

But with this delay, the sword stream had closed in significantly, now divided into thirty-two paths, and just ten feet away from him, as if it could reach his face in the next moment.

Zhang Yan’s eyes focused, contemplating in secret that this sword stream couldn’t possibly split endlessly; otherwise, who in the world could block it?

Moreover, since Shen Baishuang claimed this as a sword test, there must be flaws within, it was just a matter of whether he could seize them.

In a split second, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Finally making up his mind, not only did he not dodge nor evade, but he also vibrated his sword ball to fully release sixty-four sword lights, aiming to disperse the sword stream in one go.

Yet, as his intention communicated with the sword ball, he suddenly sensed a mysterious resonance. At that moment, it was as if he realized something, with a sharp gleam in his eyes, he let out a clear howl from his throat, and a sword light mysteriously moved, abruptly bursting into countless fragmented sword lights, blazing out, striking the sword stream, and within a blink, it vanished completely.

Initially relaxed, Shen Baishuang’s expression, upon witnessing this scene, suddenly froze, as an astonished look appeared on his face,

With one successful strike, Zhang Yan’s spirit was greatly invigorated, and he hurried to command his sword light to rush towards the next sword stream.

This time, acting as before, with just a single twist, he again annihilated a sword stream. At this point, he had found his rhythm, no longer standing still but utilizing sword escape to fly around, subsequently repeating the move he used before.

Under his relentless action, within just a few breaths, he destroyed the remaining sword streams one by one.

The last sword stream, merely three feet away from him, finally crumbled and disappeared entirely.

Shen Baishuang did not expect the conclusion to manifest so quickly. He waved his sleeve, gathering the remaining mist in the heavens back into his hand, forming a luminous clump, and sighed, saying, "Still a bit lacking in mastery, not yet fully refined."

This sword is named the "Life Cloud Water Sword." The marvel of this Dharma Treasure lies in the fact that if a sword stream cannot be destroyed in one breath, it will split again, growing more and more, until it becomes thousands and the opponent can no longer withstand, being forced to succumb beneath the sword.

To deal with this sword, one must strike mercilessly while the sword streams are few, willing to incur some cost at all costs, otherwise, once the momentum is established, it cannot be curbed.

Shen Baishuang’s eyes bore signs of commendation. Zhang Yan, after only a few exchanges, had already discerned the underlying principle. That alone was commendable, and his decisiveness in action truly impressed him.

However, this sword had not been fully refined, with inadequate changes in fine detail. If it were refined to the point of dust-like subtlety, no mere dozens of sword lights could contend against it.

Zhang Yan, scarcely meeting such an opponent, was thrilled. Having also grasped a new method, he was eager to test his skills, how could he miss such an opportunity? He raised his sword light and slashed forward.

Earlier, sensing astutely, he realized Shen Baishuang seemed hesitant and bore him no harm, thus he struck confidently and boldly.

Shen Baishuang, seeing that Zhang Yan had won a bout and did not stop but rather counterattacked, was momentarily taken aback, then showed an intrigued expression, laughing, "I came today merely hearing that there was a junior in the sect whose swordsmanship was extraordinary, worthy of being called a Sword Immortal, and I wanted to see what kind of person he was. Never expected such a surprise. Since Nephew intends so, as your uncle, I shall spar with you."