29: Chapter 29 Ultimate Showdown, Iceberg Collapse

Sharp Sword Intent spread out as if it were tangible, and fine frost condensed in the air around the ring.

Su Qinghan's longsword trembled slightly, emitting a crisp ringing sound.

Her figure was like a streak of white light, instantly vanishing from where she stood.

The next moment, she had appeared three feet in front of Tang Xun, her sword transforming into a sky full of sword shadows, each beam of light carrying bone-chilling cold, sealing off all of Tang Xun's retreat paths.

"Ice Heart Sword Art - Thirteen Frost Slashes!"

The Disciples below the stage collectively gasped.

"This is Senior Sister Su's signature technique!"

"Thirteen sword beams attacking simultaneously, and each one has the full power of the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining!"

"Tang Xun is finished! Even if he could block Zhao Lei's lightning Spell, he can't possibly withstand this move!"

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the result they had long anticipated.

However, Tang Xun just stood there, not even blinking an eye.

He even yawned.

Just as those thirteen sword beams were about to pierce his body, he finally moved.

He raised his right hand, pressed his index and middle fingers together, and gently pinched.

"Ding."

A crisp sound of metal colliding rang out.

The thirteen fiercely sharp sword beams, the moment they touched Tang Xun's fingers, were as if they had encountered an invisible barrier, all freezing in mid-air.

Su Qinghan's longsword was steadily held between his two fingers.

The entire plaza once again fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's brains crashed.

Catching a sword with bare hands?

And catching Senior Sister Su's full-power "Thirteen Frost Slashes"?

Is this fucking Xianxia drama?

Su Qinghan's pupils contracted violently; she could clearly feel that her sword was being tightly restrained by an unshakable force.

She tried her best to pull back the longsword, but it was as if the sword had been welded to Tang Xun's fingers, not moving an inch.

"Is this your full power?"

Tang Xun's voice rang out, carrying a hint of playfulness.

"Too weak."

He flicked his fingers lightly.

"Hum~"

A terrifying force transmitted along the blade, and Su Qinghan felt a jolt in the web of her hand, causing her entire body to fly backward uncontrollably.

She flipped several times in the air before barely stabilizing her figure and landing at the edge of the ring.

Her hand was trembling, not because of pain, but because of shock.

The swordsmanship she had Cultivated for over a decade was resolved nonchalantly in front of Tang Xun, as if it were child's play.

This crushing disparity caused her Dao Heart to waver.

"Impossible... This is impossible!"

She muttered to herself, and for the first time, an emotion called "fear" appeared in her eyes.

The Disciples below the stage were completely crazed.

"What did I just see? Senior Sister Su... was flicked away?"

"That is Su Qinghan of the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining! The number one Genius of the outer sect!"

"What kind of monster is this Tang Xun?"

The Elders on the viewing platform also stood up, their eyes filled with shock.

"This child's strength has likely already surpassed the scope of the Qi Refinement Stage."

Elder Liu said in a deep voice, "There must be a great secret on him."

On the ring, Tang Xun looked at the dejected Su Qinghan, his heart blooming with joy.

"Hahaha! Little girl, where is that high-and-mighty attitude of yours? Where is that 'ice beauty' persona? Now you know what it means to have people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens, right?"

Yet he said, "Senior Sister Su, whatever moves you still have, feel free to use them. I'll take them."

That calm and collected appearance was simply infuriating.

Su Qinghan bit her lip; she had never suffered such humiliation.

From childhood, she had been a Genius surrounded by everyone, with everyone holding her in awe.

But now, in front of Tang Xun, she was like a weakling who couldn't withstand a single blow.

This huge disparity caused her mentality to completely collapse.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe you are really this strong."

She frantically drove the mana in her body, and her Aura surged again.

She was going to unleash her strongest attack.

"Ice Heart Sword Art - Final Form - Ice Sealing Ten Thousand Miles!"

The longsword in her hand violently stabbed into the ground, and terrifying cold energy erupted from the tip, instantly covering the entire ring with a thick layer of frost.

That frost spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, sweeping toward Tang Xun.

Wherever it passed, the air was frozen, emitting "crackling" sounds of shattering.

This move was Su Qinghan's trump card, powerful enough to freeze any Cultivator in the Qi Refinement Stage to death.

The Disciples below the stage were shivering from this terrifying cold, retreating one after another.

"Too terrifying, is this Senior Sister Su's true strength?"

"Tang Xun should be finished this time, right?"

However, facing this overwhelming cold, Tang Xun still stood in place, motionless.

He even reached out and caught a falling snowflake.

"Ice-type Spell? Interesting."

He blew gently.

The snowflake instantly melted, turning into a drop of water that dripped to the ground.

Immediately after, an invisible heatwave spread from his body.

The frost that was spreading, the moment it touched this heatwave, was like ice and snow encountering a scorching sun, rapidly melting and evaporating into water vapor.

In less than three breaths of time, the frost on the entire ring was completely cleared away.

Su Qinghan's strongest attack was again nonchalantly resolved.

She was completely stunned, and the longsword in her hand dropped to the ground with a "clang."

Her mana was exhausted, her body was swaying, and she nearly fell.

Tang Xun flashed, appeared in front of her, and reached out to support her shoulders.

"Careful."

His voice was very soft, yet it clearly entered Su Qinghan's ears.

Su Qinghan looked up and met Tang Xun's deep eyes.

In those eyes, there was no mockery, no disdain, only a complex emotion she couldn't understand.

Her heart skipped a beat.

"You... who exactly are you?"

Her voice carried a hint of trembling.

Tang Xun let go, stepped back, and revealed a bright smile on his face.

"Me? I am just the Utility Disciple you treated as air three months ago, Tang Xun."

His words hit Su Qinghan's heart like a heavy hammer.

She remembered that day, that youth who was bullied by Wang Hao, that ant she had completely ignored.

So it turns out... he had always remembered.

So it turns out, everything he did today was just to let her see.

Su Qinghan's eyes suddenly turned red.

She didn't know why; clearly she had lost, clearly she had been crushed, but she felt a tightness in her chest and an urge to cry.

"I... I lost."

She lowered her head, her voice carrying a hint of choking.

The referee deacon finally came to his senses and tremblingly announced, "Tang Xun wins!"

The entire audience erupted in thunderous cheers.

"Tang Xun! Tang Xun! Tang Xun!"

Everyone was shouting this name.

This dark horse who had emerged from nowhere, with a crushing posture, defeated the number one Genius of the outer sect and became the new king.

On the viewing platform, Elder Liu took a deep look at Tang Xun, a flash of shrewd light appearing in his eyes.

"This child's future is limitless."

Tang Xun stood in the center of the ring, enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.

Looking at the shocked, worshipping, and awestruck gazes below the stage, he felt incredibly satisfied.

"This is the life I wanted."

He turned his head to look at Su Qinghan, who was still lowering her head, and a mischievous smile curled on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you for the match."

After he finished speaking, he turned around dashingly and walked off the ring.

Su Qinghan stood in place, watching his back, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She suddenly realized that this youth she had once ignored had already grown into a mountain she needed to look up to.