Novel Full Chapter 107: Fine, I’m Done Pretending. I’m Actually Your Senior Brother.
Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Fine, I’m Done Pretending. I’m Actually Your Senior Brother.
SWISH!
A cold glint of steel lit up the alley. The sun’s afterglow had faded, and the crisp ring of a sword rang out.
Li Zixuan gripped her sword, her dark hair flowing in the wind. The tip of her blade was aimed straight between Qin Yang’s eyes, her momentum ferocious.
“This time, let’s see how you handle this!”
She pressed her attack, a Sword Technique she had practiced countless times. She had mastered its trajectory, preparing it specifically for this test.
In an instant, the wind in the alley howled chaotically.
With a single thrust, the very light of the sky seemed to shift.
A majestic surge of Star Force erupted!
BOOM!
The immense force swept through the alley, gouging the concrete walls and shredding nearby gravel. The local stray cats, fur on end and fangs bared, scattered in terror.
Li Zixuan focused her Sword Intent, her movements as light as a breeze, as she carefully watched for Qin Yang’s reaction.
Back at the coffee shop, Li Qinghe had said that Qin Yang’s skill with Array Maps was at the Third Level or higher, so he would surely have the power to block her Intercepting Stab.
’So, what will you do now?’
Li Zixuan gripped her hilt, her eyes locked on Qin Yang.
’An Array?’
’Or will he meet my sword with one of his own?’
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, and she tensed her body, ready to counter any move he made.
A Third Level Array Master was not to be underestimated. Stepping within half a meter of him could mean walking into an Array, and a moment’s carelessness could leave her trapped.
The next moment.
The tip of her sword closed in, like a white rainbow arcing toward the spot between Qin Yang’s eyes.
Just in the nick of time.
Qin Yang finally moved.
In his eyes, Li Zixuan’s movements seemed to slow, as if she were drifting toward him in slow motion.
The lightning-fast tip of her blade seemed to move at a fraction of its actual speed.
“Too slow.”
Qin Yang sighed. He raised his hand, seized the fleeting opportunity, and flicked a finger against the tip of the sword.
TING!
His fingernail collided with the sword’s tip, letting out a sharp, clear ring.
The next moment.
A terrifying force traveled through the sword. Its straight trajectory was instantly diverted, the blade jerking upward and away from his brow, pointing toward the sky.
“What?!”
Li Zixuan’s face fell in astonishment. She had anticipated all his possible counters, but this completely exceeded her expectations!
’He broke my Sword Technique with a finger flick?’
’Unbelievable!’
In the next instant, a powerful shock ran through the hilt.
The sword was instantly knocked from her hand, flying off to the side.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The longsword clattered to the ground, its cold surface glinting as it rolled several times before stopping.
Silence fell over the alley. The two stood facing each other as time seemed to freeze.
Li Zixuan looked down at her own hand, a jarring numbness still tingling in her palm. She was shaken to the core.
’He shattered my Sword Technique just like that…’
When she arrived, she had already braced herself for the fact that Qin Yang’s strength was extraordinary and that he would be able to counter her Sword Technique.
But only now, seeing his strength on display, did she truly understand the vast gulf between them.
He had shattered her attack so casually… as if it took no more effort than lifting a hand.
She had to ask herself.
In all of Jianghai’s younger generation… who else could send her sword flying with a mere flick of a finger?
’No, wait…’
’Even Elder Li couldn’t do that!’
And yet, this obscure little administrator had done it.
At that moment, Li Zixuan became even more certain of her suspicions.
’He really is the one Master was looking for!’
“Mr. Qin, you truly hide your abilities well.”
Li Zixuan’s lovely eyes were fixed on Qin Yang. She glanced at her sword on the ground. “You’ve been deceiving me this whole time… telling me you’re just some administrator.”
“Miss Li, what do you mean?” Qin Yang asked, his expression calm.
“Mr. Qin, are you still going to claim you’re just an administrator?”
Li Zixuan shook her head. “With the kind of power it takes to block my attack, you could join any family and be treated as a guest of honor.”
As she spoke, she walked over and picked up her sword, carefully examining the blade.
On the thin edge of the blade,
the fading sunlight caught an uneven reflection. The blade had clearly been warped by an incredible amount of force.
As a Sword Cultivator, Li Zixuan naturally recognized how extraordinary this was.
After all,
Qin Yang’s timing had been perfect. A millisecond too early or too late, and he wouldn’t have been able to shatter her attack with just a finger.
This was enough to show the profundity of his understanding of the Sword Dao.
Thinking of this made Li Zixuan even more frustrated. She could only show the longsword to Qin Yang. “Mr. Qin, this blade is on the verge of shattering.”
“While I may not be the strongest in Jianghai, you’re the only person in the younger generation who could shatter my sword strike with a flick of a finger.”
Li Zixuan shook her head as she continued,
“With your level of strength, even if you wanted to teach at the Martial Arts Academy, Elder Li himself would welcome you at the gate.”
“I just can’t understand why you’d want to stay cooped up in a library.”
As soon as she finished speaking,
the alley fell quiet again. A few stray cats crept back to the dumpsters, meowing as they pawed through plastic bags.
“It’s comfortable here… Besides, can’t I go wherever I please?”
Qin Yang shrugged, his voice low.
With that, he bent down, picked up Xiaobai, and prepared to leave.
“Wait, Mr. Qin!”
Seeing him about to leave, Li Zixuan quickly stepped forward to block the mouth of the alley. “You can’t go yet,” she said in a low voice.
’Right now, Qin Yang is my only lead.’
’And the grasp of Sword Essence he just showed… it has to be related to Master.’
’Before I get to the bottom of this…’
’I have to understand what Master intended, no matter what!’
“Is there something else?”
Qin Yang stopped, pulled out his phone to check the time, and sighed.
“I still have to go to the market. If I’m too late, I’ll be stuck with the leftovers.”
“…”
Li Zixuan was speechless for a moment, but the thought of her master’s instructions made her press on. “It will only take a few minutes, Mr. Qin. It’s about my previous question…”
“Who exactly are you? And what is your relationship to the Sword God?”
“This again?”
Qin Yang waved his hand dismissively. “Miss Li, you’ve come to me time and again asking the same thing. Frankly, I’m curious myself—why do you think I’m connected to the Sword God?”
His words hung in the air.
“I…”
Li Zixuan looked at Qin Yang, hesitated, and thought of the stone carved with the character for “Qin.”
’Since Master left a message for me to find Qin Yang at the library, he must be someone Master trusts. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have given such an instruction.’
At this thought,
Li Zixuan no longer hesitated. “To be frank, Mr. Qin, I am the disciple of the Sword God. My repeated disturbances were on my master’s orders.”
Hearing this,
Qin Yang froze, his face a mask of confusion.
“???”
’Wait, what?’
’When did I ever give an order like that?’
“There must be some kind of misunderstanding.”
Qin Yang narrowed his eyes. He knew exactly what kind of person Li Zixuan was.
’Cold on the outside, but simple and gullible on the inside.’
’And incredibly stubborn!’
’If I don’t shut this down right now… she’ll be back every single day, drawing all sorts of unwanted attention.’
Thinking this, Qin Yang looked at Li Zixuan and decided to spin a tale. “Alright, you got me. I’ll stop pretending. The truth is, I’m your senior brother.”