Chapter 139: U19, Xueheng Enters, Astonishing Everyone! The Will of Heaven is Like an Unyielding Bla

Chapter 139: U19, Xueheng Enters, Astonishing Everyone! The Will of Heaven is Like an Unyielding Blade (8K words) (Part 2)

Don't think too much about it, Xiao Yin."

The opening ceremony lasted for nearly twenty minutes, featuring many singers and bands that Xueheng didn't recognize. Still, it was quite a lively performance.

As the performance ended, the stage was quickly cleared by the staff, and the lights in the entire arena brightened.

At the same time, the voices of the commentators could be heard throughout the arena.

"Hello, everyone, good afternoon, and welcome to the 37th U19 Unlimited Elite Fighting Competition Fengcheng Elimination Round. I'm commentator Hao Yongyun!"

"I'm Jin Shaorong."

"I'm Zeng Qian."

On the large screen in the arena, the three commentators appeared, two men and one woman, seated at the commentary booth not far from the stage.

"Ah, this past week has been tough, but finally, we get to witness the long-awaited elimination round..."

After some casual banter, they quickly thanked various sponsors, related departments for their support, and advertised for various products.

"Thank you to Mingzhen Sports Equipment for providing..."

"Thanks to Kangde Security, Black Tide Security, Galaxy Martial Arts Club...for their strong support."

"Thanks to the Fengcheng Culture and Tourism Bureau for their guidance on this event..."

After a lengthy spiel, they finally got to the competition segment.

"Okay, without further ado, let's invite the contestants to enter!"

The lights dimmed once more, and then several spotlights of different colors illuminated the exit of the contestants' passage.

"First, please welcome..."

In the lounge, Yin Mushu looked at the screen and stood up. "I'm going to the ringside to watch up close. What about you, Xueheng?"

Xueheng smiled. "I'll just watch from here. You go ahead."

After Yin Mushu left, Jiang Siwei beside her said, "Xiao Jing, do you remember all the rules?"

Xueheng nodded. "I remember them all."

Although the U19 was called an unlimited competition, it was still a tournament meant for viewers and not a real battle. There were some rules in place.

For example, while contestants could bring weapons, they were limited to cold weapons. Otherwise, if someone were to use an American Iaido move at the start of the match, it might be very martial, but it wouldn't be very suitable and wouldn't make for good viewing.

There were also rules against passive play, using profanity, spitting at the opponent, or using magical attacks like catching your opponent's feces mid-air and throwing it back at them...

And other such bizarre rules.

Judging by the fact that every ridiculous rule was born alongside an equally ridiculous incident, the past U19 competitions must have been quite eventful...

"Mhm, that's good."

Jiang Siwei nodded.

"But I still have to emphasize the most important rule that you must follow."

"—Don't kill your opponent."

Jiang Siwei stressed this point.

"This is an official martial arts competition, and it will be live-streamed in its entirety. If you kill your opponent, you will be immediately disqualified..."

Xueheng raised an eyebrow. "Rest assured, Sister Wei. I'm not some kind of bloodthirsty maniac."

He turned his attention to the competition live stream on the screen.

The introductions of the contestants ended, and the match officially began.

On the screen, two young men fought, while the three commentators passionately described the action, stirring up the audience's emotions.

Xueheng watched for a while, feeling that the two fighters weren't particularly skilled, so he took out his phone to send a message to his sister, Xuelate.

Xueheng: Are you at the venue yet?

He had just sent the message when Xuelate replied almost instantly.

Xuelate: [Picture] I'm here!

Opening the picture, he saw a photo of Xuelate, Zhao Lu, and two other classmates, each holding a boba tea and striking cute poses for the camera, with the U19 competition venue as the backdrop.

Xuelate: My silly little bean sprout, Zhao Lu asked me to ask when you'll be coming out?

Xueheng: Sixth match

...

While chatting via text and watching the match, Xueheng occasionally heard the cheers from the audience in the venue, and time passed quickly.

In the three hours that followed, a total of five matches were held, and only the third match, featuring a disciple of the Four Images Martial Hall named Ji Huaiyu, caught Xueheng's attention.

"Xueheng, it's time for your match. Get ready to go on stage."

A staff member's voice was heard outside the waiting room.

Xueheng stood up, patted his black martial arts uniform, picked up the Fu Rabbit blade that was beside him, and said to Jiang Siwei:

"Then I'll be off, Sister Wei."

Jiang Siwei nodded and smiled. "Good luck, Xiao Jing. May martial arts fortune be with you."

Xueheng opened the door to the waiting room and walked out.

Following the staff member, Xueheng arrived at the staging area, just before the contestants' passage, and beyond that lay the stage.

"There are five minutes left until halftime. When the commentators mention you, walk out. Do you understand, Xueheng?"

The staff member looked at the extraordinarily handsome and delicate youth, secretly marveling at his appearance.

This contestant would definitely cause a stir among the audience. He was just too good-looking.

"I understand." Xueheng waved his hand.

After the staff member left, Xueheng looked at the contestants' passage before him, quietly waiting.

Soon, he would be making his first public appearance in front of tens of thousands of spectators.

Logically, he should be feeling nervous about facing so many eyes scrutinizing him.

However, his heart was calm and unperturbed, as if he were merely going out to buy groceries.

"...And now, let's welcome—Li Chengxuan!"

The commentator's voice was heard from beyond the passage.

"Li Chengxuan is a familiar face to us. He's from the Golden Wind Martial Hall in Qingcheng and is the last disciple in the direct lineage, practicing the 'Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword' style."

"Li Chengxuan has participated in our Fengcheng preliminaries before, and in almost every match, he defeated his opponents in seconds. His strength is terrifying, and he's one of the most eye-catching dark horses in this year's U19!"

"As usual, let's take a look at this contestant's hexagonal data..."

"Attack 7, Speed 7, Defense 7, Technique... Technique 8, Heart 7, Intelligence 7."

"Oh~ Almost a perfect hexagon, a contestant without any obvious weaknesses."

"However, Li Chengxuan seems a little different today. In previous matches, he always had a lively and smiling expression, but today, he looks a bit more solemn. I wonder if he's apprehensive about his opponent?"

"Without further ado, let's welcome—Xueheng!"

Hearing his name, Xueheng took a step forward and walked slowly toward the contestants' passage.

"Here he comes! My little brother is about to make his entrance!"

In a certain section of the audience, Zhao Lu shook Xuelate's arm, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she looked toward the exit.

"Xueheng..."

"Brother Xue..."

At the edge of the stage, Yin Mushu and Du Mingluan, along with several other youths, fixed their gazes on him.

"He's here! Our junior disciple is about to make his debut!"

In the Zhalong Martial Hall, in the room named Nurturing Heart, a large TV was set up, and Li Qi, Chen Fuguang, Meng Boshang, Meng Qingjiao, and Zhushan Ying, master and disciples, gathered together, their eyes glued to the screen.

In the Yunlu Hotel, the cat rubbed its eyes, sleepily watching the TV hanging on the wall.

In the seventh floor of the Qing Library, a girl with a high ponytail quietly sipped her tea as she looked at her phone screen.

In the dimly lit arena, several spotlights converged on the exit.

A young man holding a long sword slowly walked out.

When his appearance was fully revealed and captured by the camera, projected onto the large screen, the entire noisy and bustling gymnasium fell momentarily silent.

Under his shoulder-length, slightly messy black hair, his face was as exquisite as if it had been meticulously carved by the gods themselves.

He walked out from under the spotlight, his figure as steadfast and majestic as a thousand-year-old pine, exuding an unwavering calmness that defied the bounds of mortals, earning him the title of 'Young Master of Martial Arts'.

The youth walked out of the passage and onto the stage, illuminated by the spotlight.

At the same time, the venue erupted into a commotion, noticeably louder than when Li Chengxuan had made his entrance.

"Who is he?! Why haven't I heard of him before?"

"He's so handsome!"

"I don't know who he is or where he's from, but I know that starting now, he's my husband!"

"Really, Shen Jin? Just because he's handsome, he's your husband?"

"I don't care! He's my husband, my husband, my husband!!!"

At that moment, the photographer sitting on the elevated platform by the stage very considerately began to circle Xueheng, capturing him from every angle in a full 360-degree panoramic view... This was a treatment none of the previous contestants had received.

The camera panned from his front to his side, then to his back, completing a full circle before returning to the front.

And at the end of this series of shots, Xueheng gently turned his head towards the camera and smiled slightly at the lens.

The arena fell silent for a moment.

Then...

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

"Ahhhhhh!!! I'm dead!"

"Hubby, hubby, my hubby ahhhhhh!!!"

The ear-piercing screams almost ruptured Xue Wan's eardrums, and she quickly covered her ears, feeling both annoyed and proud as she said, "Look at these people acting like they've never seen the world before, they're so dramatic..."

She turned to Zhao Lu and the other classmates, only to find them frozen in place, stiff as statues.

"Hey? What's wrong with you guys?"

Zhao Lu was the first to snap out of her daze, sincerely grabbing Xue Wan's hand and exclaiming, "Big Cousin!"

Xue Wan: "?"

...

"Wow~ Xueheng really stirred up a frenzy with his entrance."

"What a coincidence, just like Li Chengxuan, he's also from Qingcheng, belonging to the Galaxy Martial Arts Club, and practices the 'Canglong' style."

"He's a seeded player for the Galaxy Club, participating directly in the knockout rounds, with no previous competition record. Today marks his debut as a newcomer, his first time stepping onto the stage."

"According to the information, he's also an elite student at Qingcheng Key High School. He's truly talented in both academics and martial arts, and he's extremely handsome."

"His hexagonal data graph... Hmm, there's nothing here, just question marks."

Commentator Hao Yongyun's voice echoed throughout the arena.

On the stage, Li Chengxuan, holding an antique golden eight-sided Han sword, looked at Xueheng with a solemn expression and slowly spoke:

"It's been a while, Xueheng."

"Last time, I was careless, but this time, you won't be so lucky."

Xueheng glanced at him, puzzled, "Who are you?"

Li Chengxuan: "..."

"Heh, trying to play dumb? Don't worry, I'll make sure you remember soon enough."

Li Chengxuan performed a sword flourish with his Han sword.

"I haven't been idle during this time, and I have you to thank for it. What doesn't break doesn't stand, and after my injuries healed, my entire body's power has transformed, reaching the 'Penetrating Impedance' realm."

He pointed his Han sword diagonally towards the ground, and without any visible movement, he expelled his energy, causing a sword aura to burst from the sword tip and pierce a hole in the stage floor.

"See that? That's sword aura! I've mastered the use of sword aura! It's a realm that ordinary martial artists can't achieve even after a lifetime of training!"

"Now, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back, and I might accidentally kill you with a single sword strike..."

Xueheng smiled but didn't respond.

"Oh? Looks like the two contestants know each other. That's not surprising, as they're both from Qingcheng and are teenage prodigies. It's normal for them to have a mutual admiration for each other."

"Li Chengxuan can use sword aura! He's truly one of the biggest dark horses in this U19 competition, and once again, he's brought us a stunning performance!"

"It seems like this will be an exciting match. These two teenage prodigies from the same hometown, what surprises will they bring us? Let's wait and see!"

On the stage, the referee stood between the two contestants.

"Both contestants, take your positions."

"Ready..."

"Begin!"

The referee waved his hand between them and quickly stepped back, exiting the stage.

On the stage, neither of them moved for a moment.

The audience eagerly watched, their eyes fixed on the stage.

"Clang—"

Xueheng slowly drew the Fu Rabbit blade from its sheath.

Then, he spoke softly:

"I'll only strike once."

"If you can block it, it'll be a simple win or loss. If you can't, it'll be life or death."

Li Chengxuan frowned, "What are you talking abo—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Xueheng's pupils suddenly changed.

The dark golden vertical pupils appeared.

— Eye-Piercing Flow.

Then, the divine silver-white color permeated his irises.

Li Chengxuan's entire body tensed up, and he felt a tingling sensation on his scalp as a strong sense of crisis overwhelmed him.

In that instant, he almost wanted to turn around and flee without a second thought!

What's going on with this guy?!?!

He's like a completely different person from before!

"The will of Heaven is like a blade that cannot be defied."

Xueheng's tone carried a divine sense of detachment and disdain.

"Pray."

"What you face is the will of Heaven."

"The only thing you can do is pray."

"Boom!!!"

Thunderous thunderclaps reverberated throughout the venue.

A flash of blade light, and the black true dragon transformed into a pitch-black whirlwind.

As it spun, it dug a deep spiral groove into the sturdy stage floor, pulling up bricks and dirt, which were then swept into the whirlwind. Carrying a mighty force, it ravaged towards Li Chengxuan.

Li Chengxuan's eyes went blank, and his hand, which held the eight-sided Han sword, trembled slightly.

How was he supposed to fight this?

Despair filled his eyes as he aimlessly gathered his energy and stabbed with his Han sword.

The sword aura he expelled was effortlessly swallowed by the violent whirlwind.

It was like trying to use a toothpick to fight against a rampaging Tyrannosaurus rex, a futile and laughable effort.

In his despair, Li Chengxuan was completely engulfed by the black beast.

After the whirlwind storm passed, the entire venue fell silent.

"What were you saying about using sword aura?"

"Sword aura?"

Xueheng tilted his head slightly, looking at the unrecognizable Li Chengxuan on the ground, and asked.

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(8K... I burned out and turned into white ash.)



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