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Chapter 280: What Champion Are You?

Whoosh—

As Chu Liang dashed forward on the Dustless Sword, the competitors behind him eagerly waited to see him become the laughingstock.

In this section of the racetrack with eighteen loops, attempting to drift on a flying sword would lead to losing control after a few consecutive turns and being thrown off the track with their swords. In previous Flying-Sword Races, even experts often found themselves thrown off from this part of the track.

Most experts would fail after continuously drifting at full speed. In fact, even the top experts wouldn\'t be able to drift ten loops or complete over eighteen loops without reducing speed.

Only the sword god from the Falling Waterfowl Peak could achieve such a feat.

Whoosh—

In the blink of an eye, Chu Liang had already drifted through the third loop without slowing down.

The competitors behind him had all slowed down somewhat to ensure a stable passage, instantly widening Chu Liang\'s lead.

But no one was worried.

The faster he flew now, the farther his flying sword would be thrown off from this track later!

They waited, anticipating the turn at which his sword would be flung off the track.

The swordlight moved faster than their brains could process. As complex emotions crossed their minds, the Dustless Sword had already drifted through the tenth loop!

I can\'t believe he is this powerful... This thought of surprise appeared in many people\'s minds.

As Chu Liang passed the thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth loop, the thought of his astonishing power soon grew stronger and more widespread among the onlookers.

Hey, hey, hey!

That\'s enough!

Everyone was shouting inwardly.

But Chu Liang still did not fail. He continued drifting at full speed. He passed the sixteenth, seventeenth, and eighteenth loop...

Boom!

Finally, at the eighteenth loop, his flying sword was flung off. Before the crowd could even revel in that moment, they realized something was amiss.

Eighteenth loop...

THERE ARE ONLY A TOTAL OF EIGHTEEN LOOPS!

Without decelerating, he drifted through all eighteen loops!

Chu Liang had achieved the same feat as the sword god from the Falling Waterfowl Peak! Had they accidentally witnessed history happening before their eyes?

At this point, all of them found themselves approving of Chu Liang\'s participation in the Flying-Sword Race. Their minds were so filled with shock that they didn\'t even care about their own rankings.

Whoosh!

The path after the eighteen loops was a straight pathway. With full foundational qi, Chu Liang dashed towards the end of the cloudy path in the time it took to inhale a breath of air.

In the blink of an eye, he reached the section of the track at the Azure Falling Peak.

Sword qi cascaded down like raindrops!

The purpose of this cascade of sword qi was to harass the sword riders flying at high speed, so it obviously wasn\'t too powerful.

Chu Liang kept his eyes wide open, enduring the onslaught and pushing forward with determination!

Even as the rain of sword qi fell densely, Chu Liang was flying at such a high speed that only two streaks of sword qi scraped him as he flew past the curvy path. Aside from a small cut on the corner of his clothes, he wasn\'t injured at all.

And now, Chu Liang\'s body had reached a certain level of resilience that this type of injury would just result in a faint white mark.

Rumble!

The final section of the track turned towards the base of Heaven-Reaching Peak, culminating in a thrilling dash to the summit. This stretch was the most exhilarating ascent race of the year!

Every year, the spectators watch from the mountain as the competitors race upwards like lightning, then witness the sword radiance streaking past them, soaring into the sky!

Unfortunately, this thrilling pursuit did not occur this time.

Rumble!

On the Dustless Sword, Chu Liang dashed past the cliff and soared into the sky.

"Woooooo!" Chu Liang exclaimed.

After such an exhilarating journey on the flying sword, the thrill of extreme speed made his heart beat intensely! As he soared high into the sky, he couldn\'t help but feel the urge to shout out loud.

Still, he controlled himself.

He sheathed his sword and turned around, staring back downward, which suddenly filled him with shock.

"Huh?" Chu Liang seemed somewhat surprised because, while flying on his sword, he had been focused on himself rather than paying attention to others. Although he had guessed that he would win, he hadn\'t realized he was so far ahead.

"I\'ve already passed halfway up the mountain, why are they all still at the foot of the mountain?"

...

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Beams of swordlight streaked across the sky, soaring to the peak before the spectators\' eyes. However, this ceremonial scene did not spark even a hint of excitement in most participants.

Because a handsome lad had already dashed past earlier.

Just as Chu Liang landed gently on the ground, he suddenly heard a voice call out from behind, "Junior Brother Chu?"

He turned around and found that it was Chen Zheng.

If it weren\'t for him, Chu Liang wouldn\'t have noticed the techniques of how to drift on a flying sword. So, he smiled back and said, "Senior Brother Chen, can I help you?"

Chen Zheng was obviously a few years older than him. Chu Liang wouldn\'t lose anything calling him senior brother.

Chen Zheng\'s eyes were full of disbelief. Despite the exhaustion almost overwhelming him after the competition, he stepped forward and asked, "In the last group match, you didn\'t know how to drift with a flying sword, but now you\'re so skilled... you\'re simply impeccable. How did you do it?"

Chu Liang smiled and said, "I just practiced a few times."

"A few times?!" Chen Zheng was shocked.

Chu Liang might not have been the most skilled at flying-sword drifting, but his cultivation level was higher, and he had abundant foundational qi and strong divine intent. Obviously, he would be more powerful when performing the same technique.

However, Chen Zheng and the others had such skills in drifting because they had been specially trained for the Flying-Sword Race since they were young. Compared to them, Chu Liang would be considered an unorthodox cultivator.

He only practiced a few times?

Chu Liang wasn\'t lying. He had practiced a few times before and had a rough idea of the key points of flying-sword drifting, but he hadn\'t practiced enough to master it. When he was on stage, he tried it two more times and finally grasped the technique, allowing him to perform flying-sword drifting completely smoothly.

Because of Chen Zheng\'s surprise and doubtful tone, Chu Liang thought he was asking another question. And so, he pondered for a moment and muttered, "About three times..."

"But honestly speaking, the first three loops can be counted as practices. It was only after the first few loops that I really grasped the key point. If these three are counted, it should really be six times...Eh? Senior Brother Chen, are you okay?" As Chu Liang was talking, Chen Zheng suddenly collapsed and fainted.

It was unknown as to whether it was due to overexertion of qi or it was too much of a mental blow...

...

Zhang Xiaohan only came to Mount Shu today. As the disciple of the Wind-Catching Hall in the Celestial Pivot Pavilion, she was always very busy. If something big happened somewhere, she would need to check to see if there was anything newsworthy.

However, when she heard news that this year\'s Mount Shu Summit was extremely exciting and dramatic, it triggered a sense of urgency. If she waited until the event ended, would all the first-hand interviews be taken by her fellow disciples?

So she hurried to Mount Shu. Using her familiarity with Chu Liang, she went straight to Silver Sword Peak.

She came here because the Silver Sword Peak was the biggest dark horse of the Mount Shu Summit despite having only one disciple.

Before the commencement of the Mount Shu Summit, no one expected that this one person would lead in almost all recreational events and nearly become the champion in all of them.

And Chu Liang was even competing for the position of head disciple!

When Zhang Xiaohan showed up, Chu Liang and Liu Xiaoyu\'er had just come back. When they saw the girl, they were slightly surprised and confused.

"Miss Xiaohan," Chu Liang greeted with a smile. Zhang Xiaohan was indeed one of his familiars. "The Mount Shu Summit has not ended. What brings you here to the Silver Sword Peak?"

"Haha, I was afraid I won\'t be able to catch you after the summit ends," Zhang Xiaohan laughed as well. "I heard that almost everyone from Silver Sword Peak has won a championship. I\'d like to ask you about this; can I take a moment of your time?"

"Sure. You are welcome to ask any questions."Chu Liang greeted her warmly.

"Young Hero Chu, you have just won the championship of the Flying-Sword Race..." Zhang Xiaohan said. "Who is this young lady?"

"Liu Xiaoyu\'er is a member of the Silver Sword Peak. She just won the championship at the Mahjong Tournament," Chu Liang said.

Although the Silver Sword Peak has only one disciple, there are a few other members. This was something Zhang Xiaohan had heard before.

Then, he pointed at the Big Head lazily lying at the side. "That is the Golden-Furred Hou. It has just won a championship at the Spirit-Pet Combat Tournament."

Aside from Chu Liang\'s championship, there were no arguments or disputes on the championship of Liu Xiaoyu\'er and the Golden-Furred Hou.

In the Mount Shu Sect, there were spirit beasts at the sixth realm. However, those were Eminent Ones. They would never join the Spirit-Pet Combat Tournament. In the Spirit-Pet Combat Tournament, the Golden-Furred Hou was the only one at the sixth realm.

In the entire tournament, there were no worthy opponents. When Chu Liang went to watch, he couldn\'t be bothered, as victory was guaranteed.

The Golden-Furred Hou was basically dominating, easily defeating the other spirit beasts.

"Eh? What are you guys doing here?" Di Nufeng walked over nonchalantly. She had just rushed here from Heaven-Reaching Peak and saw a few people gathered here, so she came by to join the fun. "This little girl is so cute. Where is she from?"

Zhang Xiaohan did not recognize Di Nufeng. When she saw this beautiful lady in a lazy posture and heard her calling herself cute, she smiled and greeted, "Big Sis, are you also a member of the Silver Sword Peak? What championship did you get?"