The Divine Emperor Academy immediately dispatched a sword cultivator upon hearing the news.
"Why is it him?" Yi Yunfei frowned slightly.
"Who is that?" Jian Feiyan looked at Yi Yunfei, asking with concern.
"Yi Yunhang." A hint of helplessness appeared on Yi Yunfei's face. "I didn't expect him to enter the Divine Emperor Academy."
"Are you brothers? Your names sound very similar," Jian Feiyan asked.
"Yes, he is my cousin." Yi Yunfei smiled faintly. "He has loved swords since childhood. I once teased him, saying he might become a sword cultivator in the future. I never thought he actually would."
"It seems your Yi family has good fortune. You are a martial cultivator, and your cousin is a sword cultivator," the Medical Elder said with a grin from the side. "But are you not worried about your cousin in this match?"
"Although he is my cousin, this is a competition. I still hope Fifteen wins," Yi Yunfei smiled slightly. "However, my cousin's swordsmanship is quite good. I worry Fifteen might suffer a loss."
"Rest assured, Senior Brother," Gu Jun said, taking out a spirit fruit and biting into it. "Our Fifteen eats everything, except for losses. What you should do now is pray that Fifteen isn't too ruthless, so your cousin doesn't lose too uglily."
"Divine Emperor Academy, Yi Yunhang." Yi Yunhang’s cold face showed no trace of a smile.
Zhu Yanyi raised an eyebrow slightly, glanced at Yi Yunfei, and then laughed. "What is your relationship with our Senior Brother? Your names differ by only one character."
"Cousins. But it has nothing to do with our competition," Yi Yunhang replied coldly.
Zhu Yanyi nodded in agreement. "You are talking too much. It has nothing to do with the competition. I was just curious that your names differ by only one character."
She looked at the sword on her back and asked, "Are you a sword cultivator?"
"Yes," Yi Yunhang said seriously. "Take out your weapon. My sword is the Ruthless Sword. Once it strikes, it must draw blood."
Zhu Yanyi touched her forehead, looking helpless. "Why do I keep finding people who like to cultivate the Ruthless Dao and use the Ruthless Sword? Do they really think being ruthless makes one invincible? If that is the case…"
Zhu Yanyi reached out casually. A sword that had been used as decoration at the corner of the platform flew into her hand.
"So powerful. Void Object Capture," Jian Feiyan was stunned. "Could Fifteen also be a sword cultivator?"
"I rarely use weapons. Not because I cannot use them, but because weapons are merely an accessory to me. However, since you like using the Ruthless Sword, today I will use the Affectionate Sword to fight you," Zhu Yanyi said with a helpless smile.
Do these people really think ruthlessness is the most powerful martial art? Zhu Yanyi shook her head slightly. She felt it necessary to let them understand that what is truly powerful is not the Ruthless Sword, but the Affectionate Sword.
"Affectionate Sword?" Yi Yunhang frowned slightly. "What kind of sword is that?"
"If there is a Ruthless Sword in this world, naturally there is an Affectionate Sword. What is there to not understand?" Zhu Yanyi gave her a look that said she was making a big deal out of nothing, which made Yi Yunhang pause slightly. She wondered what the Affectionate Sword actually was.
It had to be said that this Yi Yunhang was truly a sword fanatic. He thought about everything related to swords, which is why he had such thoughts.
Yi Yunhang tilted her head, thinking for a moment. Confusion remained in her eyes. After a while, unable to figure it out, she gave up and said to Zhu Yanyi, "Then let's try."
For someone who didn't know how to speak properly, Zhu Yanyi no longer felt the need to correct her. Wasn't this just a swordsmanship contest? Why say "let's try"? It was truly speechless.
The host, A Guang, announced from the side, "Thus, the competition begins."
As soon as A Guang declared the start, Yi Yunhang’s sword, as if possessing a spirit, unsheathed itself. Yi Yunhang gripped the sword in her hand and, with a burst of sword light, thrust directly at Zhu Yanyi.
Zhu Yanyi nodded slightly. She had to admit that this A Guang was a decent sword cultivator, though she did not understand the true essence of sword cultivation. She smiled calmly and did not retreat. Just as the sword light reached her, the sword in her hand seemed to gain some humanity, blocking in front of her directly.
Although it was merely a decorative sword, it now gave people the impression that it might be a sword with a spirit.
Yi Yunhang’s expression remained unchanged. The sword techniques in her hand changed continuously, each strike aiming at Zhu Yanyi’s vital points. Zhu Yanyi’s sword did not have many flashy moves. Basically, whenever Yi Yunhang’s sword reached her, she would casually block it, as if the sword in her hand already knew the trajectory of Yi Yunhang’s sword.
To the onlookers, Yi Yunhang’s attack speed was fast, but she struggled greatly. Zhu Yanyi did not intend to counterattack; she only blocked. However, she blocked with such elegance that the difference in their levels was obvious.
"Why is Fifteen’s swordsmanship so good? It seems comparable to mine," Jian Feiyan said with full of surprise in her eyes.
"I think it should be a bit better than yours, Second Senior Sister," Gu Jun cruelly revealed the truth.
"Fourth Brother, even if it is the truth, don't reveal it so casually. That’s too much," Jian Feiyan complained, but she watched the fight in the arena with excitement in her eyes.
"How many trump cards does Fifteen have? Do you know?" Ouyang Tianyun asked casually.
"We don't know," everyone shook their heads. It seemed Fifteen had never truly told anyone what kind of trump cards she had.
Zhu Yanyi watched everything before her calmly. Seeing Yi Yunhang still attacking relentlessly, she said, "You really cannot hit me."
Yi Yunhang stopped. "My sword is sharper than yours. Why can I not hurt you even a little?"
"Because my sword is the Affectionate Sword. The affection of the sword protects me. It does not wish for me to be injured. Therefore, naturally, you cannot harm me," Zhu Yanyi said slowly.
"Affectionate Sword. What exactly is it?" Yi Yunhang frowned.
"The Affectionate Sword," Zhu Yanyi laughed softly. "Prepare your defense. I am about to attack. Let me show you the power of the Affectionate Sword."
Zhu Yanyi’s sword technique was strange. It seemed to guess people’s thoughts. As soon as she said "attack," the sword truly attacked. Moreover, it attacked only once in one direction before changing location, like a person firing a shot and then moving to another place, never letting the opponent discover its trace.
"The Affectionate Sword exists to be unpredictable. It does not need to understand too much; it only needs to understand human emotions. Even if a person cuts off their emotions, feelings like joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness still exist. A person without these emotions can only be a puppet. The Affectionate Sword includes these truths. Joy Sword."
After Zhu Yanyi finished speaking, the sword technique seemed to carry an indescribable joyful temperament, making people忍不住 want to step forward. Of course, the result of stepping forward was naturally being defeated.