"My Beloved Teacher's Wife (Walking with Love)" - Chapter 243: Celestial Maiden

On the arena, Nangong Yun faced off against Yun Song.
The sound of swords whistling through the air arose.
The longsword trembled in Nangong Yun's hand first. At first, the whistling sound was faint, but in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a sword whistling sound that was as elusive and ethereal as a dragon soaring through the sky and diving into the abyss.
Nangong Yun is going to make the first move!
This seems normal to many; ladies first, and Yun Song, with his gentlemanly manners, would never strike first. However, in a true duel between masters, striking first is actually more disadvantageous. Because striking first might reveal your weaknesses to your opponent.
What made Nangong Yun's proactive attack most unpredictable for her opponents and onlookers was that the sword's cry and the sword's momentum not only had no coordination whatsoever, but were completely opposite. The contradiction was not only hard to accept, but also hard to believe.
Nangong Yun's sword aura and sword sounds enveloped the entire arena. The sword sounds surged and rippled repeatedly, constantly enveloping and entwining, making it difficult to escape, like a labyrinth of endless howling sounds. Her longsword, however, transformed into a blue light, forcefully carving a clear path through Yun Song's protective aura. It became a dazzling blue light, and the sword body vibrated at an astonishing and imperceptible speed, striking directly at Yun Song's chest.
surprise!
The entire audience was astonished. Nangong Yun's swordsmanship had reached such a level; it was truly astonishing.
Nangong Yun's movements were graceful and elegant, like a celestial being dancing on a stage.
If the "celestial being descending from the heavens" that commands the world's awe is unparalleled, then Nangong Yun at this moment is no less so. It's like a celestial being dancing with a sword!
After this battle, Nangong Yun gained a new nickname: Heavenly Fairy Jade Maiden Sword!
Even in such a crucial moment where victory or defeat hangs in the balance, Nangong Yun remained composed and at ease, unifying all contradictions to create a unique and ethereal demeanor in the martial arts world. She was like a celestial being descended to earth, every move she made captivating and awe-inspiring.
Even with Yun Song's skills and arrogance, he had to spare some attention to deal with Nangong Yun's extraordinary abilities.
Nangong Yun? Just what kind of strength does she possess?
The spectators around the arena held their breath, all stunned by Nangong Yun's swordsmanship. They couldn't believe that such exquisite and invincible swordsmanship came from the hands of a girl who was no more than twenty years old.
At this moment, a storm was brewing on the arena.
It should be understood that when a master fights, all senses are fully utilized, with hearing being an important part of it. Often, without even looking, they can judge the opponent's moves, speed, and even subtle changes in position simply from the sound of weapons cutting through the wind or the fluttering of clothing.
However, this auditory technique was completely useless against Nangong Yun, and she had to completely abandon it, otherwise defeat was inevitable. Yun Song had never encountered such a terrifying sword technique full of musical beauty before.
Yun Song roared, completely suppressing the whistling of Nangong Yun's longsword, like sunlight breaking through layers of clouds to illuminate the earth. His longsword transformed into rolling waves, slowly and steadily meeting the enemy's sword. It seemed tangible, yet concealed its true nature; it appeared ever-changing, yet also like a simple, unadorned sword strike. Its subtle and profound techniques fully displayed the remarkable skill of a future star of the martial world.
The audience below the arena was mesmerized. Everyone knew that this would be the most exciting battle of the day, but the two fighters' swordsmanship was so superb and amazing that it greatly exceeded their expectations. They were not only amazed but also had their eyes opened.
True masters understand the intricacies of martial arts, while those with mediocre skills can only watch the spectacle. But it was precisely these onlookers who created the spectacle, generating a tremendous aura that left everyone thoroughly entertained!
"when!"
The two swords clashed, and the resounding boom that shook the entire arena spread outwards, like a massive boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating a shockwave that made everyone's eardrums ache.
Nangong Yun's robes fluttered as she used the momentum to fly backward on her sword without touching the ground. Her beautiful face still held a satisfied smile, a smile that was so captivating that it almost made everyone in the audience fall in love with her.
Yun Song couldn't fall. From this clash of swords, he knew that the young woman before him was not to be underestimated.
Nangong Yun pointed her longsword at Yun Song, then retreated to her original position, smiling as she said, "Senior Brother Yun truly lives up to his reputation as a rising star of the martial world. I, Nangong Yun, have learned my lesson!" Yun Song stared intently at Nangong Yun, then suddenly chuckled, shaking his head and sighing, "I never imagined there could be such a sharp and effective swordsmanship in the world! Everyone says that the Wudang Yin-Yang Swordplay and the Huashan School's Dugu Nine Swords are unparalleled, but today it seems that the martial world is full of hidden masters. The Nangong family's swordsmanship is truly unique in the martial world. I, Yun Song, am impressed! Behold my longsword!"
As he finished speaking, he flicked his longsword into the air, making a few sweeping strokes, much like a master calligrapher expressing his thoughts with flowing strokes on paper. Yet, he used his longsword to express his feelings.
Everyone was puzzled, but they could all sense that Yun Song's feint contained a profoundly hidden follow-up move, which itself was a mysterious and domineering aura.
Nangong Yun maintained her elegant and composed demeanor. Her confidence stemmed from Ling Feng. Without their recent dual cultivation sessions, Nangong Yun would never have been able to withstand thirty moves from Yun Song. Now, Nangong Yun could not only compete with Yun Song but also see through his intentions.
Such incredible skill is truly unbelievable.
Seeing Yun Song draw his longsword, Nangong Yun dared not be negligent and her sword rang out again.
Yun Song's seemingly casual sword strikes were actually the opening moves of his subsequent offensive. He not only pushed his speed to the limit but also concentrated all his power into a single strike. His spirit and energy rose to the pinnacle of longsword mastery, with his killing intent fully contained on the blade, exuding a chilling and imposing aura. Its power could determine the outcome of a battle within a single sword strike.
Such a skill is so easily mastered that there are very few people in the world who can do it as effortlessly as Yunsong.
"blow!"
Yun Song's longsword swept across the void, following a curved path that seemed to have been placed in space beforehand, striking towards Nangong Yun, ignoring all the myriad martial arts styles in the world. This single sword strike fully displayed the most fundamental essence of Wudang swordsmanship, brimming with unstoppable power.
At the same time, the sound of swords filled the field. It was no longer the magnificent and captivating sound of before, but a clear and unrestrained sound. It combined to form a poetic and picturesque image that was both rich and free. The notes of high and low rhythms were calmly and precisely placed in the space one after another, and they themselves seemed to have a kind of defensive and magical power.
Nangong Yun dared not be negligent. Suddenly, she moved to the side and slashed her longsword at the incoming sword.
"Clang!"
The two were violently shaken at the same time, spun around and floated away, actually switching places.
Yun Song sheathed his longsword behind his back, suddenly stood still, and raised his other hand to his chest, laughing heartily, "Exhilarating! Exhilarating! Since Yun Song came down the mountain, Junior Sister Yun is the only one who can block this move. Do you know the name of this move?" Nangong Yun stood still, still so elegant and leisurely, turned around and stood still, her longsword hanging diagonally at her side, and said happily, "The Phoenix Soars!"
A slight smile appeared on Yun Song's lips as he said calmly, "Junior Sister Yun is indeed very knowledgeable."
Just moments ago, the two were locked in a life-or-death battle; now, however, they suddenly displayed an air of mutual respect, leaving the onlookers completely baffled.
Nangong Yun continued, "Senior Brother Yun, be careful, I'm about to make my move!"
Yun Song smiled casually and said, "Please."
The heavens and earth seemed to surge with the force of this single sentence! It further heightened the tense atmosphere that preceded the confrontation between the two.
Nangong Yun swung her sword, like a shooting star! The sound of the sword, carrying starlight and sword energy, shot straight towards Yunsong!
Suddenly, as if descending from the sky, Yun Song appeared three feet in front of Nangong Yun and struck with his sword.
At this moment, thousands of martial arts masters from all walks of life were watching the duel between the two on the arena with rapt attention and in disbelief. What was initially thought to be a one-sided match had unexpectedly turned into the most intense duel ever, and it was no exaggeration to say that it could be regarded as a semi-final or even a final.
The audience below the stage was completely mesmerized. Nangong Yun's elegance and beauty were captivating, like a celestial being; while Yun Song's dashing and handsome demeanor exuded the air of a master.
"Boom!"
A loud bang!
No words can describe the power and speed of Yun Song's sword strike. A single, unadorned strike revealed the subtle changes of heaven and earth, and penetrated the secrets of the Dao Realm.
Nangong Yun's eyes flashed with an indescribable brilliance. The long sword in her hand transformed into a rainbow, first soaring into the sky, then suddenly increasing in speed, like an arrow released from a bow, rising and falling rapidly like a dragon breaking through the waves, before striking Yun Song's sword blade with lightning speed.
"Boom!"
The sound rang out again, stirring up dust and fallen leaves within a radius of ten feet!
A fierce sandstorm raged, preventing anyone from opening their eyes! The arena erupted in a deafening explosion.
The two fought faster and faster, as if time itself was speeding up.
The sky was filled with a continuous roar, its power terrifying beyond measure.
When they reached their absolute limit, the two of them simultaneously exerted all their strength and unleashed their final sword strikes.
Nangong Yun's sword shot out diagonally, slashing horizontally at Yun Song's right waist.
Yun Song's sword flashed out from the air, aiming straight for Nangong Yun's throat.
This wasn't just a friendly sparring match; it was a desperate, all-out battle. In such a duel between masters, a single mistake could have disastrous consequences. Yet, the two on the stage seemed to have forgotten that this was just an ordinary competition; they were giving it their all. It was as if they shared a rare, unspoken understanding, and naturally, they were giving it their all. To have one true friend in life is enough.
With such a rare opponent, how could they possibly miss the opportunity to compete?
"boom!"
Another loud bang! The wooden arena collapsed suddenly under the enormous impact.
The explosion on the arena shattered the air, sending flying splinters of wood and sand so intense it was blinding. Those with insufficient martial arts skills were even injured by the flying wood!
When the explosions subsided and the sandstorm cleared, everything returned to calm, and the sun shone brightly in the sky once more.
The outcome is decided.
When everyone present opened their eyes, they were all stunned by what they saw and could only stare blankly.
The arena was gone, and Nangong Yun stood rooted to the spot, a trickle of blood sliding from the corner of her mouth—she was clearly injured! Her captivating appearance evoked pity and tenderness in countless hearts. A short distance away opposite her, Yun Song, though his face was pale, maintained his proud and elegant demeanor, his longsword pointed directly at Nangong Yun.
The two stood motionless! The incense beside them had burned out, but neither of them had fallen.
Who will win and who will lose? Everyone is eagerly waiting. Since the start of the martial arts competition, there has never been a situation where the two sides are tied after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
According to the rules of the tournament, if a winner cannot be determined within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the referee will announce the result.
Who will win and who will lose? That remains the question on everyone's mind.

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