HEAVENLY CULTIVATION.
Chuxi against Fang Fu

The people who attended the Single Sword Conference had come early including Emperor Mo Jing Wei coming specifically as the host of the event, he sat on a high platform chair that was prepared by the mayor of Cang'Su city.

Next to Emperor Mo Jing Wei's seat, there are seats provided specifically but still empty that still look not occupied and also some seats that have been occupied by the higher-ups of the sect representatives of every four continents. The seat provided by the mayor of Cang'Su is the best place to enjoy every fight, perhaps as a form of showing the enthusiasm of the mayor of Cang'Su for the excitement of the competition held this time.

Mo Jing Wei as the host of the eastern continent held the Single Sword Conference this time around, he also prepared someone in the third and fourth tier intermediate stages to keep an eye out for any unwanted accidents to occur. They are placed on the outer side of the veil, also at the border of the audience. As for the disciples of the sect martialists who were entering the competition, they occupied the very front with the spectators.

One hundred martial schools gathered in one place with their clothes easily recognized from which sect they came from, such a sky blue colored cyan robe was a disciple of the Broken Sword Sect and the cloud embroidery signified a disciple from the top of Yilin. The companions like Jing Yiran and Ma Dao were also sitting in the front while the disciples behind them were.

Their martial sect was placed in the ninetyth position according to their results following the Single Sword Conference back when a few years ago, the, so since the Broken Sword Sect did not get a seat in the leading seat then the place they were sitting in was a less obvious place to watch each fight later.

As of now, they were less so clearly looking at the notice board that featured two names, if the match judges did not shout out names loudly, he said, Xian Zi would not know who the first person who would compete from their sect would be.

"Eastern elder, the Broken Sword Sect the second peak Erlang Xiao, Su Wan'er! Against the Five-petal Begonia Sect of the central continent, Fang Fu!" Because saying it using a spiritual core, even though his voice is low will be heard to all corners of the audience.

Hearing this Chuxi who was standing in the crowd felt like cursing, she had only met Fang Fu yesterday and now they were found again, truly a narrow martial world like moringa leaves!

Xian Zi opened her fan that looked bright, and then she chuckled. "Meeting old friends, should feel happy not cursed."

Looking at the sparks in Chuxi's eyes that were floating towards Fang Fu, Xian Zi looked in which direction if they were friends?

At this moment, someone exclaimed amidst the crowd. "Secte Begonia. weren't they a closed sect of the central continent whose disciples were all just beautiful women? After seeing Fang Fu clearly I knew the news was indeed true!"

Others said in the audience. "Their texts are huge and closed! It is very difficult to get news about them! But who's the opponent? Su Wan'er.I've heard his name but can't remember it clearly!"

The person who said that instantly got the tell on top of his head. "You're crazy. You know who his grandfather is? He was the grandson of the sect leader who rarely appeared for many years Su Wan'er the grandson of the leader of the Broken Sword Sect!"

The one who got the head just stuck out his tongue and laughed. "Sorry, sorry! I couldn't recognize her because she was plainly dressed, and not flashy at all."

Regardless of the gossip about her, Chuxi nonchalantly leaped onto the arena. His white robe moved lightly and the flick of his toe was as light as flying cotton.

Standing there, his eyes instantly locked in the middle of the Begonia Sect, he pulled his lips up and smiled cunningly however as there were white teeth that were like rabbits despite being as petty as he was, despite being as petty as he was, she always had a very sweet face. For a moment the audience's attention completely floated onto Chuxi's smile, a smile that made everyone feel uneasy, an insulting grin clearly shown towards Fang Fu.

If Fang Fu's eyes were the head, it would have now been throbbing due to Chuxi's gaze.

He then lightly walked towards the arena. His appearance was far from an arrogant impression, but since Fang Fu's eyes were slightly narrowed from most people, it looked intimidating to certain people as if it was humbling them.

He cupped his hands together and the begonia pattern was clearly visible between his robes. "Fang Fu, from the Five-petalled Begonia sect and disciple from the second peak."

As the rumors circulated, Fang Fu was extremely beautiful. He wore the robes of begonia sect disciples, but slightly different from the others, his robes were worked on with elaborate workmanship, his hair was long straight and begonia embroidery was embroidered using gold. If one looked at it, it could be said that Fang Fu was the elegance that the central continent possessed and was as if an unreachable beauty.

Since a beauty like Fang Fu had to hide in a closed sect, knowing this the male spectators could not stop to sigh dearly.

Before the game starts, both participants must introduce themselves. Since the jury had already announced their identity, why would Chuxi have to breath out more for self-introduction.

"There's no need to bother where and what peak I'm from, just call Chuxi."

Since Chuxi did not seem to want to attack first, Fang Fu immediately pulled out the sword at his waist and unsheathed it quickly.

With a single step back backwards, Chuxi dodged it. Chuxi pulled out the sword toy the children had given her a few days ago to block Fang Fu's attack, although Chuxi's sword was pliable and flexible but so clashed with Fang Fu's attack it instantly gave off a loud sound as if it was made of strong steel.

Fang Fu immediately frowned looking at the blade in Chuxi's hand. "Toy sword? Martial sister Chuxi, seeing you is not serious at all. Are you. Do you think we're standing here for an entertaining show?"

Lau Luo who stood in front of Erlang Xiao's peak disciple did not feel surprised, either, because he knew clearly that Chuxi liked to do his best regardless of whether attention would be directed at him by scorn or speculation of any kind but Chuxi would not care in the least.

Erlang Xiao's line of peak disciples whispered to each other, some of them covering their faces as they did not want to feel ashamed when Chuxi took out the most historic sword in front of thousands of cultivators.. that is a toy sword to compete in the conference held at least once every five years.is not his arrogance too crazy?

Fang Fu saw him just smiling and he pulled back his sword, taking a few steps back to take some distance. The scale was calm and tidy, the movements of his hands were flexible, then a ray of light flashed from Fang Fu's sword blade.

The sword turned into a double hit on each side of Chuxi's defense using the Illusionary sword technique. Knowing Fang Fu's abilities one of them was an illusory art, Chuxi had no intention of receiving the incoming attacks so he dodged while changing his defensive position to attack.

However, as Fang Fu had calculated, he quickly and accurately tore the sword in Chuxi's hand.

As he did so, Fang Fu could not bear to hiss. "Can you stop using a sword like this?!"

"We're in a real fight, if you're just playing around it's really annoying!"