sbdcsierra Chapter 253 I Must Defeat You
Chapter 253 I Must Defeat You
Shen Yue didn't want to listen to those bullshit rules. Now she only had one thing in her mind.
Break through the spell of this system and return to the original real world.
"Come on, even if I have nothing, I will definitely defeat you."
The two of them stood on the platform respectively. Jun Jiuchen clasped his hands together and looked at Shen Yue with a look of contempt in his eyes.
Shen Yue didn't care about the fleeting reflection at all.
Shen Yue gripped the broken sword at his waist and looked at Jun Jiuchen who was standing with his hands behind his back on the ring.
The morning light filtered through his black clothes, casting tiny shadows on the white marble bricks, like a coiled poisonous snake.
She took a deep breath, remembering the prompt last night before the system suddenly disappeared: "A time-space paradox has been detected. This system will initiate a self-destruct sequence - I wish you a speedy escape from this vicious cycle."
"Are you ready?"
Jun Jiuchen stroked the soft sword at his waist with his slender fingers, and a playful arc appeared at the corner of his lips.
The disciples watching the fight below the stage had already begun to whisper. After all, everyone knew that this genius of the Jun family was about to inherit the position of elder, but he suddenly proposed to compete with an unknown outer disciple.
Shen Yue tapped her toes lightly and launched the first attack.
The broken sword drew a sharp arc, making a sound of breaking through the air.
Jun Jiuchen looked indifferent. As he dodged to the side, his soft sword stabbed out like a snake.
Shen Yue spun around to avoid it, and the sword's tip brushed past her sleeve, sending up a few pieces of flying fabric.
"too slow."
Jun Jiuchen sneered, shook his wrist lightly, and the soft sword instantly turned into sword shadows all over the sky.
Shen Yue's pupils suddenly shrank, and his footwork changed, performing the "Phantom Step" he learned from the system.
For a moment, it seemed as if countless figures of Shen Yue appeared on the ring, causing Jun Jiuchen's attacks to fail.
The discussions in the audience gradually turned into exclamations.
Someone shouted in disbelief, "How is this possible? Senior Brother Jun's Thousand Machine Sword was actually dodged!"
Jun Jiuchen's eyes were slightly stern, and his spiritual power surged. He formed seals with his hands and muttered, "Sword Guidance - Ten Thousand Swords Technique!"
Countless sword energies gathered from all directions, trapping Shen Yue in the center.
Shen Yue felt the powerful pressure contained in the sword energy, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
Just as the sword energy was about to hit her, Shen Yue suddenly closed her eyes, and countless vicious cycles flashed through her mind: being bitten by monsters, being betrayed by fellow disciples, being devoured by inner demons... A feeling of unwillingness surged in her heart, and she suddenly opened her eyes, and a dazzling light shone on the broken sword.
"break!"
Shen Yue shouted loudly and swung his sword.
A golden sword energy flashed across like a startled wild goose, instantly defeating Jun Jiuchen's Ten Thousand Swords Technique.
The powerful spiritual energy impact caused ripples to appear on the protective shield surrounding the arena.
"What kind of skill is this?"
"Never seen that before!"
The people in the audience were talking about it, their faces full of shock.
Jun Jiuchen also showed a rare expression of surprise, but quickly regained his composure.
He put away his soft sword and quickly formed seals with his hands. The ground suddenly cracked open and countless vines broke out of the ground and wrapped around Shen Yue.
Shen Yue leaped into the air and swung the broken sword in his hand repeatedly, cutting the vines.
The battle became more and more intense, and the collision of their spiritual power exploded into brilliant light on the ring.
Shen Yue became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and Jun Jiuchen gradually put away his contempt and began to take the competition seriously.
"So you've been hiding your strength."
A hint of admiration flashed in Jun Jiuchen's eyes, "However, if you want to beat me, you are not qualified enough!"
As he spoke, his aura surged, and a huge shadow appeared behind him. It was the shadow of the ancient mythical beast inherited by the Jun family.
Shen Yue looked at the shadow, but he didn't feel any fear in his heart.
She gripped the broken sword tightly, remembering the purpose of her journey through time—to escape the endless cycle of death and truly live.
"I won't lose!"
Shen Yue murmured softly, the spiritual energy in his body circulated wildly, and the spiritual roots in his body seemed to be ignited, erupting with unprecedented power.
With a deafening roar, the two attacks collided again.
A powerful spiritual power storm swept across the entire venue, causing the protective shield to shake violently and the disciples in the audience to retreat one after another.
When the smoke and dust cleared, Shen Yue was seen kneeling on one knee, supporting himself with the broken sword in his hand, while Jun Jiuchen was also pale, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"I surrender."
Jun Jiuchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with a hint of reluctance and admiration, "From today on, I will be an inner disciple of Xiaoyao Sect."
There was thunderous applause and cheers from the audience.
Some people marveled at Shen Yue's strength, some were curious about her background, and some began to speculate about the hidden story behind this competition.
Shen Yue slowly stood up, looked at the clouds in the sky, and said silently in his heart: "This time, I must rewrite my destiny."
The grey-robed elder's sleeves nearly brushed Jun Jiuchen's collar, his old hand frozen in mid-air. "Jiuchen! Are you really going to give up this once-in-a-century opportunity for your family just for a frivolous competition?"
Jun Jiuchen slowly straightened his cuffs that had been torn by the sword energy, a mocking arc curling up at the corner of his lips: "Elder, what do you think of breaking the bet in front of the entire cultivation world? What does the Jun family's century-long reputation mean?"
He suddenly raised his eyes, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "Or, do you want to show those old guys in the Immortal Alliance that our Jun family has given up even its dignity for power and position?"
The crowd of onlookers were chattering and discussing.
Shen Yue stood at the edge of the arena and saw that in the distance on the Jun family's floating boat, the magic weapons of several elders were already filled with murderous intent.
The grey-robed elder's beard trembled violently, his bony fingers tightly gripping the soul lamp at his waist. "Do you think you can escape into peace just by joining the Xiaoyao Sect? The blood and bones in that sect's trial field are piled higher than..."
"enough!"
Jun Jiuchen suddenly interrupted, turned around and pointed at Shen Yue, his eyes brightening surprisingly, "She can break my Ten Thousand Swords Technique and withstand the spiritual power storm. This courage and boldness is a thousand times better than being trapped in the family as an executioner!"
He suddenly ripped open his collar, revealing the faint family crest on his chest. "Elder, check your conscience. Which of the elders in our Jun family didn't step on the corpses of their fellow disciples to rise to power?"
The air solidified instantly.
Shen Yue gripped the broken sword tightly, feeling the burning gazes from all around him.
The grey-robed elder stumbled half a step, whimpering like a trapped animal: "You...you rebellious son!"
"Rebellious son?"
Jun Jiuchen laughed loudly, his laughter filled with the joy of relief, "From today on, I, Jun Jiuchen, have nothing to do with the position of elder!"
He strode towards Shen Yue, his dark robe stirring up the spiritual energy debris on the ground. "Junior Sister Shen, are you willing to join me in the Xiaoyao Sect?"
Shen Yue looked at the determination in his eyes, which matched his own, and nodded lightly with his broken sword: "That's exactly what I meant."
As the two walked side by side towards the sect's mountain gate, they heard the gray-robed elder's final roar from behind them, mixed with the humming sound of the Jun family's airship as it started up, and gradually dissipated into the windy and cloudy sky.