(98) Zi Yan Yue's Death
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The third and final day had arrived. Four teenagers stood on the stage to wait for the headteacher's decision. Headteacher Zi Lao Shui closed his eyes and randomly flipped two bamboo slips. When he opened his eyes, he is unsure if his choice was right or wrong. The names on the two bamboo slips is not what he expected to appear. Still, its his random choice and he cant undo it. The crowds are waiting as well.
"First pair, Zi Yan Yue and Zi Yingjun!" Headteacher Zi Lao Shui announced loud and clear. There was a gasp from other people. Zi Yingjun and Zi Yan Yue looked at each other. That is really out of their speculations.
"Cousin, don't forfeit. Let's have a fair fight." Zi Yingjun said as Ye Zen and Zi Gu Bo left the stage. The stage got lifted on air and if one fell off, that will even cause death.
"But..." Zi Yan Yue is hesitant to fight Zi Yingjun.
"I am serious. We are not classmates, not relatives, not friends. If you put your guard down then you're in trouble. So, Ah Yue, fight like a real warrior." Zi Yingjun retrieved the same ice sword. His eyes reflected a cruel light and reflected the Xing Stone that Zi Yan Yue is wearing.
"Alright." her face changed with a stubborn look. Zi Yan Yue also have an inferior weapon. She got it from the End Summer Hunting. As for the previous season, Jin Clan won but it was fortunate she received three of them when she and Zi Yingjun made it. She retrieved a soul core and an elegant arrow. Zi Yan Yue merged with the butterfly and her appearance changed.
From the gentle young girl to an alluring fairy. She looked more mature than before with her body fully developed. Her hair turned blue and her eyes was colored with a mixture of azure to deep pink. A pair of antler on her forehead emerged and her attire seemingly from a regal queen.
"Yingjun, I'll be serious." Zi Yan Yue smiled haughtily. There was a different temperament from her. Unlike her meek and immature self, it was as if her mind is equal to an adult. Without waiting for Zi Yingjun's answer, she bent the string but no arrow formed. Zi Yan Yue let go of the string, a strong gale of wind was released from it but she calmly flapped her wings and remained on her position. "I believe you hadn't met Windforce yet. This is my inferior level bow."
Zi Yingjun turned vigilant. He didn't expect her transformation will impact her thoughts and skills. Just as he was thinking, an invisible force hissed to his direction. Zi Yingjun instinctively raised his sword to block a strong gale of wind that is aiming to his chest injuries. The ice sword formed three small holes on different places after he blocked the unseen arrows. Quickly, the sword was restored.
"By the way, this is Di Shi." Zi Yingjun returned a provocative smile and placed the ice sword on his shoulder. The strange symbols carved on it started to glow white. Then, the sword broke to pieces and ten scythes formed from the broken shards.
Zi Yan Yue bent the string again. She recalled Zi Yingjun was not given that sword when they received their rewards. It is suspicious but she cant think where he got Di Shi. Zi Yan Yue released another wave of invisible arrows. Over and over. However, Zi Yingjun was able to dodge them. He even closed his eyes and stood on his place. Zi Yingjun only has to move his hand and command the scythes to block the arrows.
"Twelve of them." he thought. Zi Yingjun can feel the force of wind coming forth. In his past life, he mastered a lot of Dao in order to pass his teacher's recognition. That is how he acquired divine sense. Not all cultivators in the immortal realm can have a divine sense. Only those with strong spirits and skillful ones can access it. Zi Yingjun have fully mastered the Wind, Earth and Sound Dao which helped him have the advantage as of now. Using his senses, he knew where the arrows are. Even Zi Yan Yue's position.
In a wave of his hand, a scythe broke through Zi Yan Yue's assaults and headed to her direction. She used Windforce to block the scythe, thinking it Di Shi is also an inferior leveled weapon. Out of everyone's expectation, the scythe broke Windforce and struck her wing. Zi Yan Yue went out of balance then her other wing got punctured again.
The pair of wings started disappearing without her consent and turned into transparent pixels until vanishing into thin air. Zi Yingjun opened his eyes and thought it was over. He smiled indifferently to Zi Yan Yue who is falling off the stage. Suddenly, the yang energy in his dantian began to brighten. Zi Yingjun's cold eyes widened with full of worry.
"Ah Yue!" he quickly rushed to her but they were few centimeters away from each other with the cliff separating them. Zi Yan Yue's original appearance returned as tears welled up from her eyes. She reached her hand out for him. Zi Yingjun realized what he is doing and the darkness in his dantian engulfed the light from the yang energy. He lifted a smirk then grabbed the Xing Stone instead.
A flash happened in Zi Yan Yue and Zi Yingjun's sight. The necklace broke and Zi Yan Yue helplessly looked at him. Zi Yingjun's lips tugged downwards. She was finally able to see his vulnerability again. From his purple eyes were the emotions of fear, sadness and a tinge of loneliness.
Thud!
The clear sound echoed. Zi Yingjun froze in place. What did he just do? Zi Yan Yue is now dead. He could have saved her but why did he grab the Xing Stone than her hand? Just as he was thinking, Zi Yingjun blinked.
His eyes rounded a bit to see Zi Yan Yue reaching out for him again. It was like her death a moment ago was the future and he is still holding the Xing Stone. Time had slowed down this moment. The Xing Stone made him overlook the future. What choice will he do?
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