After Su Ya and Lin Fan’s battle ended, another challenge occurred; it was Jian Wushuang who challenged Ji Song. Unfortunately, the latter declined the invitation.
"Why did you refuse my invitation?" asked the swordsman.
"Because I have a more important battle waiting for me after this." It was then that Jian Wushuang remembered the promised battle between Ji Song and Wang Wei a few decades ago. So, he said: "In that case, how about we decide the outcome of the match with one attack?"
Ji Song first grunted at the suggestion, but after seeing the determination and fierce fighting intent inside his opponent’s eyes, he accepted. So, the two of them flew into the arena, in front of all the viewers.
Without wasting time, Jian Wushuang took out his sword and instantly, his calm and gentle temperament changed; he became sharp like a sword. A Supreme Sword Will manifested from his body; the sword will seem endless, boundless, infinite.
After spending more than 10 seconds gathering that Sword Will, he looked at Ji Song who was looking at him calmly, without moving an inch. Without saying another word, Jian Wushuang slashed his sword.
A large moon-shaped slash rushed straight towards Ji Song, leaving a mark on the arena that seemed to divide it into two parts.
Meanwhile, Ji Song--with a calm demeanor--raised his hand and blocked that attack with his bare hands. After the slash hit his hand, it did not explode nor was it completely destroyed, it fought against Ji Song’s hand for a few seconds before it was extinguished.
Jian Wushuang looked at the slight cut in Ji Song’s palm with a calm expression on his face.
’My intuition was correct. After the Third Round of the Tournament, I suddenly felt a great threat from Ji Song, meaning that he had a fortunate encounter that dramatically increased his strength. I guess that even if I use my Innate Talent and my hidden cards, I might not be his opponent.’
"Thank you for participating in my little game," said Jian Wushuang, who then flew to his own booth.
Meanwhile, Ji Song looked at the wound on his hand, as it refused to heal. With his fleshly body, a small wound like that should heal instantly. Unfortunately, the Sword Will remained in his body, impeding his regenerative ability.
Nevertheless, he did not care that much as it was only a matter of time before he was properly healed. Then, Ji Song raised his head, looked in the direction of the broadcasting formation and said: "Wang Wei, it is time for your defeat in my hand, so let’s start negotiating the logistics of the battle."
A few days later, in the Great Zhou Imperial Capital, Ji Song’s hand was completely healed, and he was in peak shape. He was meditating in order to be in the best shape for this match. Soon, his brother, Ji Su, entered the room. Opening his eyes, he said: "Brother, what is it?"
"I just heard from Imperial Father that you refuse to place your name in the Heavenly Dao Protection Book before your fight?"
"That’s correct."
"Why? Don’t you know how dangerous such a battle can be? What if something goes wrong?" asked Ji Su.
"This battle is a way for me to get rid of Wang Wei as my Heart Demon. If I go and win, knowing that I am basically immortal while my opponent is not, then how is that going to help me get rid of my Heart Demon?"
"Still..."
"You, Imperial Father, and all the people that are asking me to use this method as a form of protection, only shows that none of you have any faith in me to win this match. Do you think that your actions are helping my state of mind, right before such an important match?"
Ji Su sighed after hearing this, "You are right. I’m just a little worried, that’s all."
"I understand your concerns," said Ji Song. "But all of you should have more faith in my strength and abilities. Plus, my Dao Protector will be there, so I will be fine."
Ji Su nodded his head, then he said: "The Dao Opening Sect has accepted our terms for this fight."
"That’s good."
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