Supreme Dragon Martial Soul-Chapter 233: A Sword in My Heart, I Wait for You!

"Yan Qingshuang!"

"The top disciple of the Luoxia Sect Outer Sect!"

As Cheng Gong’s voice rang out, the crowd nearby turned their eyes to the woman walking into the group. Their gazes were filled with surprise, shock, and a mixture of admiration and reverence!

Yan Qingshuang, the number one genius of the Luoxia Sect Outer Sect, awakened the Nine-star Sword Martial Soul. At less than eighteen years of age, her Sword Dao Realm had already reached the level of Human Sword Integration. She was hailed as the most promising Sword Dao talent of the younger generation in the Luoxia Sect to comprehend Sword Intent—a true chosen one!

"So that’s Yan Qingshuang!"

Luo Cheng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

As a swordsman himself, he’d naturally heard of this Sword Dao prodigy from the Luoxia Sect.

Upon meeting her now, he instantly felt the sword aura emanating from her, as overwhelming and relentless as a mighty river. Though her sword was still sheathed, it already exerted a soul-crushing pressure!

"This is what Human Sword Integration truly is—indeed extraordinary! I wonder when I’ll be able to reach such a Realm..."

Such thoughts flashed through Luo Cheng’s mind.

If he could comprehend Human Sword Integration, his strength would undoubtedly reach new heights!

"Senior Sister!"

Upon seeing Yan Qingshuang, Guo Qing and the others rejoiced and hurried to greet her.

Yan Qingshuang nodded and smiled, asking, "Didn’t I tell you to wait for me at the restaurant? What happened here?"

"It’s all because of them!"

A Luoxia Sect female disciple with a baby face, who appeared slightly younger, pointed angrily at Cheng Gong and his group, chattering away as she quickly explained the situation.

Guo Qing looked toward Luo Cheng and introduced, "Senior Sister, this is Luo Cheng, a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect. It was he who helped us just now."

"Oh?"

Yan Qingshuang turned her gaze to Luo Cheng, the clarity in her eyes flashing with intrigue, then nodded slightly. "Thank you."

Luo Cheng shook his head. "It was just a trivial effort."

"Watch out!"

Yan Qingshuang wanted to say something, but her expression suddenly changed.

In her line of sight, Cheng Gong abruptly made a move, clawing toward Luo Cheng’s back with a streak of green claw force. The claw attack was as swift as lightning, tearing through the air and leaving clear rifts!

Luo Cheng’s perception was razor-sharp. The commotion behind him was fully under his control. He shifted his body to the side, allowing his sword to strike at an angle, precisely hitting the far-right side of the claw force.

Clang!

The green claw force trembled violently, instantly altering its direction and slamming into the street below.

Boom! The street quaked, and the ground split open with three deep trenches!

Luo Cheng’s face darkened slightly; had his perception not been keen enough for him to dodge in time, this sneak attack would have left him either dead or maimed!

Yan Qingshuang glared at Cheng Gong. "A dignified Martial Artist at the Tongxuan Realm Third Layer Peak resorting to ambushing a Martial Artist at the Tongxuan Realm First Layer—this is how your Fierce Cloud Sect teaches its disciples?"

Cheng Gong’s face turned ashen. It seemed he must have chosen the wrong day to step out, as nothing was going his way.

First, Ji Rou and her group rejected his invitation. Then Luo Cheng showed up to interfere. And now, Yan Qingshuang had joined the fray!

Gritting his teeth, Cheng Gong spoke in a low voice:

"Yan Qingshuang, this is a matter between the Fierce Cloud Sect and the Xuanyuan Sect. It doesn’t concern you! The boy is mine to deal with today!"

"Whether it concerns me or not isn’t for you to decide."

Yan Qingshuang’s voice remained calm. She stepped forward and shielded Luo Cheng.

Furious at the repeated setbacks, Cheng Gong nearly coughed up blood. His palm clenched tightly, veins bulging along the surface as he glared coldly at Yan Qingshuang.

"Don’t think that being the Luoxia Sect Outer Sect number one makes you entitled to shout at me! With your skills, you might not even make it into the top hundred of our Fierce Cloud Sect!"

"Cheng Gong, you’re far too arrogant!"

Guo Qing’s face contorted with anger.

Those words weren’t just an insult to Yan Qingshuang—they were demeaning the entire Luoxia Sect.

Cheng Gong sneered, "I’m merely stating the truth! Hand the boy over, and I’ll let this go!"

Yan Qingshuang remained composed, her face devoid of emotion, as she retorted:

"The truth? Then I’ll gladly test the so-called strength of a top hundred Fierce Cloud Sect disciple."

Clang!

As she finished her words, Yan Qingshuang hooked her finger. The green longsword on her back unsheathed on its own, flying into her hand.

Boom!

With the treasure sword in hand, Yan Qingshuang’s entire demeanor shifted dramatically, her sharp gaze emitting an almost tangible Sword Qi that caused everyone present to feel a stinging pain in their eyes!

"So this is Human Sword Integration—sword imbued with intent! It’s even more terrifying than I thought!"

As Luo Cheng observed Yan Qingshuang’s sword-wielding stance, he seemed lost in thought.

His Sword Dao had already reached the peak of Sword Heart Perfection. At this moment, sensing Yan Qingshuang’s Sword Dao, he felt a budding insight, as though he had grasped something.

Yet as he tried to probe further, it proved elusive—like a flower in a mirror or the moon reflected on water, leaving him empty-handed!

"Slash!"

With her sword in hand, an icy aura erupted from Yan Qingshuang, enveloping the surroundings as her sword momentum shot into the skies.

Gripping her sword single-handedly, she cleaved downward with one strike.

Shhh!

Under the force of her blade, the air on the entire street froze, a chilling fear creeping into everyone’s hearts.

"Damn it!"

Cheng Gong’s face contorted, and Essence Energy erupted from within him. Amidst a shrill cry, a giant green eagle Martial Soul with seven stars appeared behind him, exuding an ominously terrifying aura.

"Green Darkness Claw!"

Ramping up his power to its apex, Cheng Gong unleashed a claw attack, channeling massive quantities of green Essence Energy into a two-meter-long streak of claw force roaring forth.

Rumble!

The two forces clashed instantaneously. An immensely powerful energy detonated, shattering the heavy green stone slabs and sending chunks flying into the air.

Thud, thud, thud...

With the green claw force dissipated, Cheng Gong staggered backward more than ten steps, while the Fierce Cloud Sect disciples behind him were left vomiting blood from the shock.

Bracing himself by stomping hard on the ground, Cheng Gong finally stabilized, glaring at Yan Qingshuang while his eyes twitched. His icy tone declared:

"Yan Qingshuang, I’ll remember this strike!"

With that, Cheng Gong shifted his gaze to Luo Cheng, his murderous intent unabashed:

"Boy, no woman can protect you forever! Today’s grudge, along with the debt for killing Jiang Xinglie, will be repaid with interest!"

"I’ll be waiting!"

Luo Cheng remained composed.

Though his current strength might not equal Cheng Gong’s, the gap wasn’t too vast. Even if he couldn’t win, he was confident in his ability to survive!

Moreover, witnessing Yan Qingshuang’s fight today had given him much to ponder.

Perhaps it could serve as an opportunity for him to comprehend Human Sword Integration.

"This boy dares provoke Cheng Gong!"

"With Yan Qingshuang here, he can act bold. Otherwise, he wouldn’t even know how he’d die."

"Hmph, relying on a woman is no skill at all."

The crowd was surprised by Luo Cheng’s response.

"Fine, let’s see!"

Cheng Gong shot a cold glare at Luo Cheng before turning to leave.

The few Fierce Cloud Sect disciples, unwilling yet fearful, trailed after him awkwardly.

After turning a corner, Cheng Gong’s pace slowed.

Suddenly, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

In truth, though he had seemingly defended against Yan Qingshuang’s strike earlier, it was merely him gritting his teeth to endure—a considerable internal injury had been inflicted.

"Senior Brother Cheng Gong!"

Several Fierce Cloud Sect disciples hurried over to him.

"I’m fine!"

Cheng Gong wiped the blood from his lips, his face clouding over.

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Despite his best effort, he couldn’t withstand her casual strike.

This realization left Cheng Gong feeling deeply vexed.

One Fierce Cloud Sect disciple couldn’t help but comment, "It’s all that Xuanyuan Sect scum’s fault! He dared provoke Senior Brother and is truly courting death! We must not let him off so easily!"

A cruel expression flickered across Cheng Gong’s face:

"Hehe, let him off? Dream on! I’ll recover first; meanwhile, monitor him closely. The moment he leaves Linjiang City, it will be his death sentence!"

"I’ll personally tear that boy to shreds!"