I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

He stood up, wanting to go down and stop the duel, but a slender hand pressed him back into his seat.

“City Lord Yang, please be patient and do not act rashly. The competition has already started on the platform, and no third party should intervene,”

Cai Kunxu said with a smile.

“In a platform duel, the fight should stop when a point is made, but Wu De, having already secured victory, continues to use lethal moves. What is his intention?”

Upon hearing this, Yang Guang became furious, trying to break free from Cai Kunxu’s grip but to no avail; his opponent was a cultivator of the Mahayana Realm, not someone he could counter.

“You are wrong. Injuries are normal in a platform duel, and one must not disrupt the fairness of the competition for personal gain,”

“Since City Lord Yang has taken this seat, you must not let the cultivators down,”

Cai Kunxu spoke indifferently, increasing the pressure of his hand, leaving Yang Guang unable to move.

Yang Guang, powerless to act, had no choice but to give up; it seemed today he would let Huann’er down. His cultivation level was insufficient to save Li Xiaobai.

Cai Kunxu’s lips curled into a strange arc. The situation was unfolding as planned; he had not expected Li Xiaobai to be such a waste. Once Wu De took him down, Cai Kunxu would be able to naturally extract the secrets he had hidden.

But it was at that moment that something unusual happened on the stage.

A crackling sound echoed across the entire platform.

Li Xiaobai extended two fingers and stopped Wu De’s offensive.

The once astonishing sword light, upon piercing Li Xiaobai’s fingers, suddenly stopped. A massive force traveled along the sword, blasting Wu De away.

Cracks appeared, and the sword light shattered in an instant, dissipating into tiny sparks.

This unmatched sharp edge had been destroyed in a blink!

At the same time, Wu De felt a tumultuous upheaval inside him, his spiritual power thrown into chaos.

“Puh!”

A spray of fresh blood burst forth, and Wu De’s complexion turned as pale as paper, seriously injured.

At this moment, he was so shocked that his eyes nearly popped out of his head. He could not comprehend what had just occurred. He was on the offensive, close to breaking Li Xiaobai’s Dantian; how had it come to pass that he was the one grievously injured in an instant?

“This is impossible!”

Wu De looked in terror, staring at the figure encased in ice on the platform.

Li Xiaobai chuckled, shook off the remaining frost from his body, and walked out slowly.

“That sword is not bad, but you didn’t utilize its full power; such a waste,”

“With my cultivation level at the Great Perfection of the Divinity Transformation Stage, combined with this sword, I would even have a fighting chance in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. How could you possibly block it with just two fingers?”

“You must have cheated, what trick did you use!”

Wu De’s eyes flickered with fear and madness, unable to comprehend Li Xiaobai’s maneuver.

How could two fingers hold back his attack? Was this not akin to the elders in his clan?

How could someone so young have such strength? It must be the effect of some magic treasure!

The surrounding onlookers were also shocked, their jaws dropping, especially those cultivators who had thought the duel’s outcome was already decided and were ready to leave. Now, each one of them widened their eyes in disbelief.

Merely extending two fingers had blocked the Xingtian Sword Technique of the Xingtian Sect?

What kind of method was this?

Above on the high platform, Cai Kunxu was left speechless, staring intently at the situation on the platform.

Was Li Xiaobai playing weak to bait his opponent?

Li Xiaobai spread his hands, somewhat helpless, “It was merely suppression of cultivation level, nothing more. Do you think an ant can hurt an elephant?”

“That’s impossible, at your age, at your stage, how high can your cultivation level possibly be?”

“Indeed, I underestimated you. You must have a cultivation level of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, right? Trying to play the pig to eat the tiger?”

“Too bad, if it weren’t for my preparations in advance, I might have really taken a fall today. But with this sword in hand, you, today, definitely won’t stand a chance!”

“Just accept your fate and die. The Ice Essence Sword contains a spirit; once activated, even beings at the third layer of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage would be slain!”

Wu De bit the tip of his tongue, spraying out a stream of blood essence, forming Seal Spells with his hands; the Ice Essence Sword moved on its own with no wind, hovering in mid-air.

Strong waves of Spiritual Power swept through, as a blood-colored shadow slowly drifted out from within, gradually solidifying into the figure of an old man.

“Sword Demon elder, please slay this man!”

Wu De wore a delighted expression, greeting the blood-colored shadow with a cupped-fist salute.

“The junior who summoned me this time is somewhat acceptable; barely enough to allow me to unleash one or two layers of my strength.”

In the void, the blood-colored elder stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes piercing through all directions, as if tracing through the river of history.

“The Sword Demon elder!”

“This Ice Essence Sword actually contains a wisp of the Sword Demon elder’s Primodial Spirit Phantom; no wonder this Spirit Sword is so powerful!”

“This Wu De is really fortunate!”

The surrounding cultivators recognized the blood-colored figure; the Sword Demon elder’s traits were too distinct, with an aura of Blood Qi surrounding him, wielding a longsword, he was truly unique.

Li Xiaobai, however, was amused; he hadn’t expected to encounter an old acquaintance.

In the past, he had also come across this Sword Demon elder’s Primordial Spirit Phantom within the Holy Demon Sect. But at that time, the Summoner’s cultivation level was only at the Golden Core Realm, whereas Wu De’s cultivation level had already reached the Divinity Transformation Stage, so the summoned Sword Demon’s Outer Soul should be even more powerful.

The blood-colored elder in the void squinted his eyes, looking around, then slowly shook his head: “Not one worthy of battle; at your stage, I had already torn through the spatial barriers.”

“Yes, Sword Demon elder, your accomplishments in the Dao are truly a model for our fellow cultivators!”

The cultivators below hurried to offer flattery.

The Sword Demon elder snorted coldly, unimpressed. He had always been indifferent to such boot-licking.

However, when his gaze fell upon Li Xiaobai on the stage, he paused slightly.

“Kid, didn’t expect to see you again so soon. Ever since our parting, I’ve been missing you quite a bit!”

Sword Demon’s eyes flashed sharply. He had actually lost to this Li Xiaobai at the same stage during a previous duel, and he hadn’t expected an opportunity to redress the former defeat would come so quickly.

“Yeah, I accidentally blew you up last time; I didn’t even have the chance to say I’m sorry!”

Li Xiaobai said with a light smile.

“Kid, what are you talking about? How could you have possibly fought the Sword Demon elder?”

“Are you talking in your dreams?”

Wu De’s complexion turned fierce as he yelled at Li Xiaobai, unable to believe that the Sword Demon’s Outer Soul he revered might actually be on such friendly terms with this Li Xiaobai, jealousy driving him to madness.

“Shut up, nuisance!”

“This isn’t the place for you to speak; just stay put!”

The Sword Demon elder’s expression was fierce. If not for needing Wu De’s power as support, he would have slaughtered him already.

Wu De was stunned, as were all the cultivators below, staring dumbfounded at the scene unfolding on the stage.

The Sword Demon elder and Li Xiaobai were old acquaintances?

And it seemed as though they even held a sense of mutual respect for one another?

Could it be that Li Xiaobai was not some young talent, but the real identity of some ancient monster who had not emerged from seclusion?