I Stepped on a Bug, and the System Says I Slayed a Dragon?-Chapter 73: What? This Is Just a Clone of the Sword God

Chapter 73: Chapter 73: What? This Is Just a Clone of the Sword God

Rocks in the valley shattered and cliff faces collapsed, crashing to the ground with a deafening rumble. A dazzling sword light blotted out the sky, completely overwhelming the daylight.

Two immense torrents of Sword Qi collided and intertwined, roaring like thunder.

In an instant, the sea of clouds parted. A boundless sword light rose like the first light of dawn, rushing toward Yu Wenxuan and his attack that carried the momentum of a thousand armies.

BOOM!

The camera in a distant helicopter, its lens locked on the scene, was instantly washed out by a field of pure white. It could no longer capture a single image of the battle.

The online viewers in the livestream couldn’t see what was happening. Their phone screens just showed a white void, and the chat instantly exploded!

???

"Holy crap, are they setting off a nuke? Guess we’re all sharing the radiation, huh?"

"What the hell, are these even human? This is literally a battle between gods!"

"No wonder the Grandmaster Realm is so rare. With that kind of power, one person is an entire army!"

"Yo, save the flashbangs, bro!"

Meanwhile, such a magnificent spectacle naturally drew the attention of everyone outside the valley.

Li Zixuan and Huyan Sword stood shoulder to shoulder atop a cliff, shielding their eyes with their hands and peering at the terrifying sight through their fingers.

Former rivals, they both set aside their grievances in this moment, gazing up at the heaven-shaking scene with fervent envy in their eyes.

"Master is so strong!"

Li Zixuan watched the dawn-like sword light, and her yearning to become a powerful expert grew even stronger.

’One day, I’ll be as strong as my master!’

Beside her, Huyan Sword also clenched his fists, vowing in his heart that he too would one day become a powerful expert like Yu Wenxuan.

The grand and majestic scene was seared into the depths of their memories. Like spring rain, it fell upon the seeds of the Sword Dao in their hearts, giving them ample nourishment...

RUMBLE.

A moment later, the deafening roar began to fade.

The brilliant sword light dimmed, as if a curtain was about to fall.

A dense Spiritual Charm lingered throughout the valley’s mountains. Having merged two different types of Sword Intent, it was now a hundred times thicker than before.

Another treasure trove of Sword Qi had been formed!

Outside the valley, everyone stared toward the center, waiting with bated breath.

The viewers in the livestream were so nervous they forgot to even post comments. They all held their breath, waiting for the final victor to emerge.

The wait felt like an eternity, each second a year.

Finally, they saw the sword light dissipate, and the scene became clear...

Within the valley.

The ground was pockmarked with enormous craters. Qin Yang stood between heaven and earth, calm and composed, the Ziwei Divine Sword in his hand letting out a cheerful hum.

And before him.

Yu Wenxuan also stood proudly on the ground.

But!

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his face was as pale as a sheet, and the sword in his hand had disintegrated into fine powder. Not even the hilt remained. He was a miserable sight.

"I... have lost..."

Yu Wenxuan’s expression was desolate as he let the dust in his palm drift away with the wind.

With this sword, he had once defeated all the prodigies in the world.

But now, his sword was shattered and his spirit broken. It was all gone...

’I was so utterly defeated. The Jianghai Sword God and I aren’t even in the same league.’

’He crushed me completely. It really only took one sword strike to decide the outcome of this match.’

As he thought of this, Yu Wenxuan looked at Qin Yang before him, the details of how he drew his sword replaying in his mind.

’Embrace the ultimate void, maintain profound tranquility.’

’Could it be...’

’Is this the true essence of the Sword Dao that I should have been pursuing?’

’Was my Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect wrong from the very beginning?’

"Jianghai Sword God, your sword... is indeed a better fit for the Sword Dao than mine."

Yu Wenxuan murmured in admiration. The dim light in his eyes blazed anew, as if he had been stirred by some kind of epiphany.

This was the opportunity for a breakthrough to the Grandmaster Realm!

He was obsessed with the sword, seeking only a worthy opponent. Now, the Sword God had clearly become the goal he would strive to catch up to.

’Even though I lost this battle, I didn’t walk away with nothing!’

"Hm?"

Noticing the change in Yu Wenxuan’s expression, Qin Yang couldn’t help but sigh in admiration.

’As expected of the future Sword Demon’s master.’

’His resilience, his ability to fight on despite repeated defeats, is truly praiseworthy.’

’However...’ Qin Yang looked at the resolute Yu Wenxuan, a playful smirk touching his lips. ’Just wait until I leave. I hope you don’t lose your composure then, old man.’

Just then, SWISH!

The sound of footsteps riding the wind echoed as Li Zixuan and Huyan Sword arrived at the same time. Seeing the situation, they immediately understood that the victor had been decided.

"Master won!"

"Master lost!"

In that moment, two completely different feelings arose in their hearts. Li Zixuan was overjoyed, excitedly running to Qin Yang’s side, her steps light and airy.

’Hmph, that’s my master!’

’My master is invincible!’

On the other side, Huyan Sword silently walked to Yu Wenxuan’s side.

His expression was complicated as he looked at his own disheveled master, a mix of emotions churning within him.

’The Jianghai Sword God is actually that strong... even Master is no match for him...’

However, Huyan Sword’s turbulent heart soon calmed down.

Yu Wenxuan had always taught him that defeat was not to be feared; one’s true opponent was always oneself.

’So what if Master was defeated?’

’Since the Jianghai Sword God is number one, I can take him as my goal and still achieve the true meaning of the Sword Dao!’

At this thought, Huyan Sword’s mind cleared, and even his gaze toward Qin Yang grew fervent.

If Qin Yang knew he had inexplicably gained two "fanboys," he wouldn’t know whether to laugh or cry...

「Outside the valley.」

Several figures were speeding toward the center of the valley.

Elder Li led the way, leaping over the sea of pines, with a group of Jianghai experts following close behind, scrambling to keep up.

"Elder Li, you’re the most sensitive to Sword Intent. Who won?"

The Commander, who was by his side, asked anxiously.

When the sword light had erupted, chaotic currents of Sword Intent were everywhere, preventing them from discerning the situation.

Every Martial Artist from Jianghai revered the Sword God, and they absolutely refused to believe he could be defeated.

"The Sword God won!"

Elder Li replied in a loud voice, his expression elated. He couldn’t calm his excitement, but at the same time, he felt a twinge of regret.

’I was out there searching for any sign of him, but who would have known the Sword God would catch me completely off guard by appearing directly in Sword Valley.’

’I missed part of that battle just now.’

’A devastating loss!’

’What a disaster!’

...

"Well, it’s time for me to go."

In the center of Sword Valley, Qin Yang saw that things were wrapped up. The system wouldn’t pop any rewards for him just for sticking around, so there was no point.

So, he stroked the blade of the Ziwei Sword, causing it to dissolve into a wisp of Sword Qi that dispersed into the sky.

Faintly, a few sword hums echoed, conveying a hint of displeasure.

The Ziwei Sword had a spirit of its own. Kept hidden in its sheath by Qin Yang every day, it had finally gotten a rare chance to come out and play. But before it had its fill, it was being put away again. It was naturally unhappy...

Seeing this, Qin Yang chuckled and said softly, "I’ll take you out to have some fun next time."

As his words fell, the sword hums finally quieted down.

When Yu Wenxuan, standing to the side, saw this, he was instantly filled with envy.

’A top-tier Divine Weapon paired with tyrannical Cultivation... the Jianghai Sword God’s foundation is just too extravagant!’

’With that kind of backing, his understanding of Cultivation must be incredibly profound!’

Thinking of this, Yu Wenxuan stepped forward, approaching Qin Yang, and was about to ask him some questions about Cultivation.

But in the next moment, before he could even speak, he saw Qin Yang’s figure slowly dissipate, turning into motes of starlight and vanishing between heaven and earth.

"A Sword Qi Clone?!"

Seeing this, Yu Wenxuan froze. The excited expression on his face instantly stiffened.