The Legend of Futian - Chapter 1096

Chapter 1096: Handing Out Opinions

The battles in King Li’s Palace had been going on for days. The spectacular fights taking place opened the eyes of many cultivators of Dali who came to watch the event.

All of the topmost geniuses from Liwang City and the holy lands of the Nine Counties had gathered around the platform to showcase their astonishing talents.

However, despite the impressive showcase, only a handful of students actually caught the attention of Upper Worlds forces, numbering a few dozen. It was a testament to the steep requirements they had for the people they picked.

As the plane level of the fighters increased, the battles fought on the platform grew increasingly spectacular. Saints from King Li’s Palace were now laying down barriers to prevent the battles from affecting the grandstands and the audiences.

The battles between sages in the eighth plane finally ended.

The battles between upper-level Archmages, which also happened to be the highest level of Sage Plane, were about to begin in King Li’s Palace.

Everyone wore solemn expressions, as they all knew that the upcoming battles would be between those at the highest point below the saints.

Top-notch figures from the various holy lands in the County of Yan were eager to get to the stage. It was a battlefield where they intended to shine.

At that instant, someone suddenly stepped onto the platform who was, within moments, bursting with frightening combat capacity. The spectators were all in awe.

Even the cultivators and King Li himself took a more serious attitude towards these battles than the ones before. This plane was the nearest to Saint Plane. If there were, right here, any people of exceptional talent, they would be picked out to be nurtured until they became saints.

Battles continued to take place between cultivators of the Nine Counties, and many formidable figures made themselves known.

“Who from the County of Yan will go out and fight the first battle?” The King of Yan said to those from holy lands under the county’s jurisdiction.

All of the Nine Counties had fielded very powerful individuals to fight their first battle. As such, it was unacceptable for the County King of Yan to fall short in terms of putting on airs. That was why the King was asking personally.

“I’ll go,” said a voice. The first student from the Juque Sword Clan walked out and stepped onto the battlefield. His opponent was someone from the County of Beimo; they had bested their opponent, and yet chose to continue doing battle, instead of walking out to take a break. That person was very powerful.

“Kai Huang of the Juque Sword Clan is very formidable, and has been trained in the clan’s Sword of Eight Corners, which possesses extremely formidable offensive powers. You should pay close attention to it,” the Sword Saint of Fierce Wind said to Ye Futian. The sword saint noticed that Ye Futian had been slacking off a bit and that very few battles interested him—so much so that, on occasion, he actually shut his eyes for a bit, as if none of the battles going on concerned him.

At the moment, however, battles were being fought on Ye Futian’s current plane, so the sword saint deemed them worthy to make him sit upright.

Saleen lifted his head a bit to look at the platform and saw Kai Huang, the number-one student of the Juque Sword Clan, summoning his Life Spirit. His body burst with towering sword will, and a heavy sword appeared before him. The sides of that heavy sword were different from conventional ones. The edges were serrated, making it not only heavy, but sharp as well.

He was seen drawing this sword with both hands as his sword will built up. A dazzling shadow appeared around the blade, pulsing with frightening sword will as he lunged toward the enemy. His surroundings resonated, and the heavy sword burst with sharpness as if it were an extremely ferocious beast charging at its opponent.

The power of rules coursed around his opponent, who then summoned a golden-brick wall in front of themself. The huge sword pierced the wall with a boom, bursting through it. The sword will on the blade, however, dissipated altogether.

Kai Huang, who had been holding the sword with both hands, pulled his left arm back and lifted the blade up with his right. He then took one step forward and brought it down from above, as if he was about to split the ground open.

One could sense terrifying, overbearing power above him. Multiple shadows of the huge sword flashed as they came down alongside Kai Huang’s body. The blade burst with a terrifying aura as it cut through space.

“Some overwhelming swordplay indeed,” people said. The minds of many mighty ones from the Nine Counties trembled for quite some time, as if that sword were being brought down on them.

When it was brought out, it seemed that the Trailblazing Sword was about to split its surroundings apart. Its aura swept out in all directions. Even if one were to watch the swordplay from afar, one would still have been able to feel the overbearing might of the sword.

With a “boom,” the defensive powers of that mighty one from the County of Beimo shattered in an instant. They had unleashed the most formidable of powers to block the sword, but when Kai Huang brought the huge blade down with his entire being, everything before him shattered. His opponent was hit squarely by the blade and was thrown to the edge of the platform’s barrier. They were bloodied, and no one knew how many bones had been broken.

Boom.

Kai Huang landed with a rumble, and the huge sword in his hand disappeared. He then walked off of the platform.

He intended to fight to the very end, so it would be impossible for him to keep lingering on the platform. That victory belonged to the swordsmen of the County of Yan.

What do you think?” The Sword Saint of Fierce Wind asked Ye Futain after seeing Kai Huang walk off. However, he found Ye Futian’s eyes to be extremely calm and unfettered. Ye Futian nonchalantly picked up a cup and drank from it, looking poised and carefree. He then asked, “Would you like an honest opinion, sir?”

The Sword Saint of Fierce Wind looked rather puzzled and answered, “Of course.”

“Too weak. He took three strokes to deal with his opponent. If it were me, one attack would be all it took,” Ye Futian said.

“…”

The Sword Saint of Fierce Wind’s eyes froze. It probably would not have surprised him if Ye Futian were to point out Kai Huang’s other weaknesses as well.

After all, Kai Huang’s sword was extremely heavy. The way of the Sword of Eight Corners razed everything in all directions. Its sheer force was overbearing and unforgiving.

And yet, Ye Futian said that it was too weak.

Many from the County of Yan glanced at Ye Futian, looking just as puzzled. Did this guy really just take down Nie Yun with one attack?

No matter how they looked at it, it seemed like Ye Futian was someone who bragged a lot but had little to show for it.

Kai Huang being weak? Many around him snorted.

“I’ll look forward to seeing you in action, then,” someone from the Juque Sword Clan said to Ye Futian coldly.

Ye Futian smiled and said nothing as he continued to watch the battles.

Many others stepped onto the platform later on. There was one swordsman from the County of Yan after another who walked onto the battlefield.

Lin Ya of the Sword Clan of the Storm caught a lot of attention when he stepped onto the field. His Sword of Storms was not only fast but also overwhelming. His thundering sword was so unbridled and ferocious that it only took two attacks for him to overwhelm his opponent.

“What do you think?” Lin Ya said, having actually come up to ask Ye Futian after he returned to the Sword Clan of the Storm’s corner. It was apparent that he was doing so due to what Ye Futian had said about Kai Huang earlier.

He wanted to see how Ye Futian would assess his abilities.

“Lacking in explosiveness,” Ye Futian answered calmly.

Lin Ya smiled and said, “I look forward to seeing your sword at work.”

Those from the County of Yan were speechless yet again. Lin Ya’s swordplay was known for its explosive power, and Ye Futian should have been able to see that much; yet, he claimed that Lin Ya’s swordplay was lacking that very quality. By that point, everyone was beyond baffled.

A lot of swordsmen from the County of Yan that stepped onto the platform afterward asked for Ye Futian’s opinion regarding their swordplay. However, Ye Futian simply shook his head and did not even bother saying anything to most of them.

As such, Ye Futian became the one person that all the swordsmen from the County of Yan wished to see in action, without exception. They looked forward to seeing him at work even more than Li Hanxing from the Ziwei Sword Clan and the two princesses did.

However, Ye Futian remained unfettered, and showed no signs of wanting to do battle. He continued to eat and drink, enjoying himself very much.

After a while, as the County King of Yan turned to look at where the people from the Sword Clan of the Gale were, the two princesses of the county walked onto the platform. The king said to Ye Futian, “Seventh Swordsman, I’d like you to assess how both of them are doing.”

Many looked rather baffled that even their County King wanted to hear Ye Futian’s thoughts. It seemed to have become something unique to those from County of Yan.

The Seventh Swordsman was indeed like no other.

He reached new heights of pomposity.

The County King of Yan smiled and added when he saw Ye Futian was about to speak and said, “I want honest opinions.”

“Alright.” Ye Futian nodded unapologetically.

Yan Qingyi and Yan Ziyi both fought like a single entity and, as such, were fighting against two opponents as well, who were also very powerful cultivators.

However, both Yan Qingyi and Yan Ziyi appeared to have turned into mirages. It seemed like they could be seen everywhere on the battlefield within a heartbeat. Sword aura whooshed by, but no one was able to actually locate them—just their crisscrossing blades flying about.

When the pair finally stopped, they had returned to where they first stood, while their opponents were all bloodied but had sustained no serious injuries. It was apparent that the princesses had gone easy on their opponents.

At that moment, many in the corner of County Yan turned their eyes to Ye Futian. The County King of Yan then asked, “Well?”

“They are doing alright,” Ye Futian said.

The eyes of many sparkled. So, then, this guy would stop bragging in front of the County King of Yan?

Finally, a decent opinion.

“But they were still too slow and too fancy. All fluff and no punch.” What Ye Futian said next cause many faces to freeze, and everyone turned silently around. No one else looked at him anymore, as if none of them knew him.

“The girls might not be top-notch with their art,” said the County King of Yan, “but they are doing quite alright, I’d say—especially in how their way of the sword synchronizes with their movements. While this is not to say that they’re unbeatable when they join hands, they do fine, for their planes. Why do you have such an opinion, Seventh Swordsman?” he asked curiously. Even was interested in how capable Ye Futian was.

“If the princesses take on conventional cultivators on the platform, their powers will, naturally, suffice, making it easy for them to take down their opponents. But, if they were to take on truly supreme swordsmen, they probably wouldn’t be able to stand for long,” Ye Futian answered.

” ‘Supreme’ how? Someone like you, then?” asked one of the two princesses, who were walking by and heard what Ye Futian said.

Ye Futian turned his eyes to both of them and said with a smile, “It is totally fine for you to think so.”

Sword will emanated from Yan Qingyi after she heard his reply; she wanted to test Ye Futian out, right there and then. However, the County King of Yan interjected, “Qingyi, I was the one who asked him for an honest opinion. Just sit back and watch the fights.”

The sisters glared at Ye Futian coldly before returning to their seats.

Ye Futian noticed how similar their movements were to one another’s—so much so that they even had to fight together—and found it peculiar.

However, he did not dwell on these thoughts for long. He judged that it had something to do with them being twins and having trained together from a very young age. He then continued to watch the fights on the battlefield.

No other swordsmen from the County of Yan that fought in the subsequent battles asked for Ye Futian’s opinions anymore. They had had enough of him.

That guy really has skin as thick as a wall, they thought. Better not ask to be insulted.

Even those from the Sword Clan of the Gale felt rather embarrassed, and wondered what was their lord thinking.

Ye Futian did not care about any of that. He had things easy now that none of them asked him anything, and he simply continued to watch the matches in silence.

As the battles raged on, many suffered defeats. The ones who were stepping onto the platform had gotten increasingly powerful; these were clashes of the titans, the winners of previous battles.