My Martial Arts Level Never Drops

Chapter 455: Chapter 208: Sharpness

Qin Fang raised an eyebrow.

’So impolite?’

’In that case... I suppose there’s no need for me to be polite either.’

And so, with his expression unchanged and his voice still calm and composed, he spoke in a tone that was almost gentle. ”Whether I’m all for show is something we’ll only know after we try.”

”I returned to the sect just a few days ago, and I’ve already heard that Senior Brother Zhao has defeated many of our fellow disciples... Hmm, you’ve set some rather strict rules for yourself, only deigning to ’instruct’ peers under the age of forty. Senior Brother Zhao, your ’Golden Rainbow Sharpness’... is quite unique.”

That single sentence was enough to make the expression on Zhao Yuanling’s face freeze.

Below, the crowd of Inner Sect Disciples was stunned silent for a moment.

”PFFT!”

Someone couldn’t hold it in any longer and snorted with laughter. In the next instant, a roar of laughter erupted like a flash flood!

”Hahahaha, well said, Senior Brother Qin!”

”Golden Rainbow Sharpness... Hahaha, a Sharpness honed exclusively on ’Soft Stone.’ Isn’t that unique?”

”Hahaha... a ’precious sword’s edge’ naturally needs to be honed on Soft Stone. Otherwise, wouldn’t it break? We understand... we understand! Hahahaha...”

”Hahahaha...”

Amidst the uproarious laughter, it felt as though the Inner Sect Disciples had vented most of the frustration that had been building for days.

Zhao Yuanling’s face, however, had gone completely rigid. The Sharpness in his eyes grew ever keener as he glared at Qin Fang, looking as if he wanted to devour him whole.

”Junior Brother, don’t fall for it! He’s just trying to disrupt your state of mind!”

The stunningly beautiful woman’s expression darkened, and she hurriedly used a secret Transmission to calm Zhao Yuanling.

But Qin Fang seemed oblivious to his opponent’s suddenly fierce aura. Before Zhao Yuanling could speak, he continued with a smile, ”I, Qin Fang, have been an entry-level disciple for over three years, and I am twenty-three years of age. That should fit the rules, yes? Today, I shall use the few meager skills I cultivated in Guiyuan Valley to ask for your guidance... on that expertly polished ’Golden Rainbow Sharpness’ of yours, Senior Brother.”

After speaking, Qin Fang gestured with a smile. ”Senior Brother, please.”

Before his voice had even faded, the already enraged Zhao Yuanling, without uttering a single word, let the faint golden Sharpness around him erupt violently!

”CLANG—!”

A clear, crisp sword-cry rang out!

The empty space beneath his feet seemed to solidify into an invisible sword guard as he shot forward horizontally. He was so fast that he left a faint golden afterimage in his place, his real body already within thirty feet of Qin Fang!

With no fancy opening stance, the sword at his waist was already slashing through the air!

RRRIP—!

A streak of pale golden Sword Qi, condensed as if it were solid, about ten feet long, its edges glinting with a blinding golden light, erupted from the sword. It carried an absolute will to sever everything in its path, tearing through the air with a grating shriek as it chopped down toward Qin Fang’s head.

Before the Sword Qi even arrived, an incomparably sharp intent of ”Breaking Technique” and ”Sharpness” rushed toward him, as if even space itself would be sliced open by this single ”sword”!

The Sword Dao Leaf Skill of Broken Gold Peak—Golden Rainbow Sky Splitter!

Qin Fang could even see the killing intent in his eyes.

Faced with this terrifying strike, Qin Fang’s expression barely changed. With a light tap of his foot, his True Essence surged, and his figure blurred for an instant.

In that very moment, the sharp Sword Aura howled and pierced right through Qin Fang!

The Inner Sect Disciples below cried out in alarm.

But in the next instant, Qin Fang’s figure rippled and vanished... It was an afterimage.

The enraged Zhao Yuanling’s pupils contracted. He spun his blade as his body shifted, launching himself in pursuit of Qin Fang, who had already dodged into the air!

Such speed, such a sharp Sword Aura... He was truly worthy of being the prodigy from the Golden Rainbow Sword Sect who had defeated so many disciples of the Heavenly Gang Wuji Sect!

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!

For a moment, the scene above the Inquiry Platform was dazzling.

Qin Fang’s figure was like a willow catkin in the wind, an illusory moon on the water. Time and again, at the most critical moments, he relied on Mirror Flower Water Moon’s subtle Perception of air currents and the Spiritual changes in his own True Essence to make unbelievable turns and glides.

He left behind a trail of ethereal ”water moon afterimages” that deceived the eye.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yuanling was like gangrene clinging to the bone, transformed into a golden sword shadow in relentless pursuit.

His speed was clearly a notch faster, his trajectory straight and swift. Every lunge carried an absolute determination to sever everything, his sharp Sword Qi continuously shredding the afterimages Qin Fang left behind.

The two of them, one chasing and one pursued, one illusory and one swift, carved dazzling trajectories across the sky.

Golden light flashed and phantoms multiplied. The sharp sound of tearing air intertwined with the soft rustle of fluttering sleeves, causing the disciples below the platform to hold their breath, their hearts captivated.

”So fast! Zhao Yuanling’s Body Technique is just like a Flying Sword!”

”Senior Brother Qin’s Body Technique is the real masterpiece... Look at those turns! So effortless, you can’t predict them at all!”

”They’re too fast, my eyes can barely keep up...”

Cries of amazement rose and fell.

Even the disciples of the Heavenly Gang Wuji Sect, who were hostile toward Zhao Yuanling, had to admit that his sword was sharp and his Body Technique was swift. He was by no means undeserving of his fame.

And the fact that Qin Fang could hold his own against such a swift and fierce pursuit, relying on his exquisite Body Technique without showing any signs of defeat, settled the crowd’s hearts and boosted their confidence in their Senior Brother even more.

Unable to land a hit after so long, the vicious glint in Zhao Yuanling’s eyes intensified.

He suddenly halted, no longer chasing blindly. He hovered in mid-air, the golden Sharpness around him pulsing erratically, and locked his gaze onto Qin Fang, who had also stopped nearby. His voice was icy, filled with the anger of being toyed with.

”Is dodging and weaving all you know? What kind of skill is that? Qin Fang, show me what you’ve really got! Let me see if your hands are as sharp as your mouth!”

Qin Fang’s earlier jibe about ”Golden Rainbow Sharpness” had clearly gotten under the skin of this Golden Rainbow Sword Sect prodigy.

Hearing this, Qin Fang raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing slightly. ”Oh? Senior Brother Zhao wants me to make a move? In that case... you’d better watch out.”

As his words fell, the aura around him changed abruptly!

No longer elusive, no longer retreating.