Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 457 - 290: Flying Sword Rides the Face, How to Lose?_3

Chapter 457: Chapter 290: Flying Sword Rides the Face, How to Lose?_3

Li became the seventh flying sword in Zhang Ze’s hand, a divine sword that could be both rigid and flexible, convergent and dispersive. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Moreover, this sword could come up with its own ideas and carry out some small maneuvers by itself.

After parrying a sword strike that was thrust toward him, Li’s sword body split into two; the front part thrust toward Chen Qin, while the rear part grew two large hands formed from Spiritual Qi, starting to punch away.

With a few punches, accompanied by gusts of wind, three flying swords were knocked away.

Then, it assumed a gesture of the First Generation Grandmaster.

For a moment, the tide of battle turned.

Though Chen Qin’s sword moves were fast, Zhang Ze remained as firm as a rock.

As Zhang Ze stepped forward, Chen Qin called her Phoenix Rongrong to join the battle.

Rongrong didn’t have the multifaceted abilities that Li did, but it was skilled in sword control too.

After forcing Li back with spellcasting, Chen Qin transferred the control of her twenty-five flying swords entirely to Rongrong.

Then, a flash of black light in her hand revealed a large black iron rod which she grasped.

Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment, finding the object uncannily familiar.

"No way, how is my master’s... ummm fine iron rod in your hand!"

In Chen Qin’s hand was the very iron rod customarily used by Li Guanqi, Zhang Ze’s master.

"I borrowed it just this morning, your master said to let me teach you a lesson on his behalf! Brother, watch the sword!"

The black iron rod in Chen Qin’s hand broke apart, launching hundreds of small swords toward Zhang Ze,

Unlike when Li Guanqi used it with a strategic ponder-over-the-world demeanor, the Meteorite Iron Swords in Chen Qin’s hands were purely offensive.

In an instant, a black sword rain was unleashed in the field.

Rongrong transformed into a ball of flames, traversing the black sword rain, manipulating the flying swords while raising bursts of fiery rain.

From time to time, it would fly beside Li and give it a kick.

These kicks somewhat carried personal grudges, likely because Li had once again stolen its snacks yesterday.

Facing this black sword rain, Zhang Ze directly activated the Beast Taming Sect’s Dharma Method, raising a green turtle shell, then layered it with a Buddhist Sect’s Golden Bell Shield.

This was no turtle, but merely a strategic regroup, gathering strength for the next onslaught.

Pause for a bit, think up some strategy.

But some didn’t see it that way.

On the commentary stage, Brother Huang said, "See, I told you this was a win for Junior Sister Chen, you have to trust the judgment of professional commentary."

Brother Sun, though flustered, still kept his lips stiff, "Don’t be hasty, I’m telling you not to be hasty, the good stuff is yet to come."

"Tch, I’m telling you, this stubbornness of yours seriously needs to change, I... what in the world!"

"Haha! I told you, didn’t I, no rush, how is it? Wasn’t I right!"

With the reversal in the field situation, spectators on the stands, like Brother Huang, had their mouths agape, but hearing Brother Sun’s triumphant tone, a thought occurred to them simultaneously.

That is, this show-off doesn’t deserve sympathy.

In the field.

Chen Qin and Rongrong were also briefly disoriented by Zhang Ze’s maneuver, causing an instant, albeit minor, pause in the otherwise impenetrable sword rain.

Just now, as the turtle shell was about to shatter, Zhang Ze suddenly shouted, "Plan B."

Then Li replied, "What is Plan B."

This humorous and baffling exchange would have been merely a small interlude.

However, with Zhang Ze straightening his arm, clapping both hands above his head, and applying an Unmoving Ming King Seal on himself, Li, whose mind had been almost completely influenced by Zhang Ze, immediately caught on.

Li exited the Merging Spirit State, then using the Sword Sect’s Sword Control method, grabbed Zhang Ze’s ankle and transformed into a golden light, shooting toward Chen Qin.

Within the Reversed Heavenly Gang, Zhang Ze became the Swordman, while Li was the sword wielder.

With the boost of the Unmoving Ming King Seal and Li, Zhang Ze broke through the sword rain, crashing through the fiery walls raised by Rongrong.

With a dragon’s cry, Zhang Ze finally reached the front of Chen Qin, while Li stepped on Zhang Ze’s thigh, springing backward, knocking the yet-to-recover Rongrong to the ground.

Amidst rain of flames and golden light, Zhang Ze released the Unmoving Ming King Seal, then reached out and gently flicked Chen Qin’s forehead.

His ability obtained from the Innate Tao Pill activated once more, severing Chen Qin’s connection with the black sword rain.

The victorious Li didn’t forget the task either, it rolled away from Rongrong, then alongside Rongrong, controlled the black flying swords, making them descend slowly.

To avoid crushing themselves to death.

The golden and fiery light began once more to swirl among the sword rain.

Three-colored rain slowly descended from the sky, taking on a somewhat romantic air.

Zhang Ze, following the moment, embraced Chen Qin’s waist, gazing down. The Junior Sister also dimly gazed back, her face slightly red.

Feeling the mood was just right, Zhang Ze promptly leaned in for a kiss.

On the stands.

Lily sighed, "You see, I was saying all along, we all are just parts of this loving couple’s life amusement."

Li Yueqi snorted coldly, "Indeed, the worry was unnecessary."

...

A thousand miles away.

The Celestial Sect Leader Lu Yuzhou’s incarnation looked at the screen on the Magical Artifact showing the Qinghe Association’s scene, saying to Chen Qianhu, "Your son-in-law is far more interesting than you ever were."

Chen Qianhu acted like he hadn’t heard, not replying at all, instead turning to the Buddhist Monk Konghai, "Master, is the Buddhist Sect’s side ready?"

"All is prepared, just awaiting the opportune timing."