I Stepped on a Bug, and the System Says I Slayed a Dragon?-Chapter 57: Deduction! Spiritual Attack Secret Technique

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Deduction! Spiritual Attack Secret Technique

「The next morning.」

Dawn’s first light pierced through a lingering white mist.

Jianghai Martial Arts Academy.

The morning air was crisp and cool. Students hurrying to their 8 AM classes bustled across campus, weaving between academic buildings, brimming with youthful vigor.

Meanwhile, on the top floor of Tengfei Building, the tallest on campus.

Elder Li stood at the window, gazing down at the campus below. His expression was grim.

Over the past few days, the incident at the neighboring Ningchuan Martial Arts Academy had been escalating.

The news that Huyan Sword had single-handedly challenged the entire Ningchuan Academy with just his sword had spread like wildfire across the country, blanketing the internet.

Netizens across the country were now watching his every move.

’Next... it will be our Jianghai Academy’s turn.’

Elder Li let out a long sigh, slowly lowered his head, and looked at the phone in his hand.

At that moment, a video of Huyan Sword at Ningchuan Academy was playing on his phone.

As the progress bar moved, Huyan Sword’s figure appeared on the screen.

He was bare-chested, revealing explosive musculature. The muscles on his back were like chiseled blocks, and with his wild hair and beard, he looked like a demon straight out of the Underworld.

In his right hand, he held a thick wooden stick, which he was surprisingly using as a sword.

And with that, he had challenged the entire Ningchuan Academy.

At his feet lay Ning Chuan’s top prodigy, coughing up blood, all his former pride and vigor gone.

They had clashed, unleashing their respective ultimate Sword Dao techniques and pitting their Sword Intents against each other.

But in a flash, the prodigy from Ningchuan Academy was sent flying. Huyan Sword had claimed an easy victory, crushing his opponent completely.

This was the terrifying thing about Huyan Sword.

Using only a wooden stick, he had single-handedly shattered the pride of the entire Ningchuan Academy.

’What a pity... This prodigy from Ningchuan Academy is destined to go no further.’

Elder Li watched the video and shook his head in regret.

As an experienced Martial Artist, he understood the significance of this battle all too well.

If a Star Martial Artist chose to practice Sword Cultivation, they had to first cultivate their heart.

Only when one’s heart was true could they master the sword in their hand.

Yet in the video, after his defeat, the Ning Chuan prodigy’s face was ashen. Not a trace of resolve remained in his expression.

This was a shattered Sword Heart.

His future path of Cultivation was now undoubtedly blocked!

Huyan Sword, in contrast, was perfectly composed. Though a storm raged in his chest, his expression was as placid as a still lake, a stark contrast to the Ning Chuan prodigy that highlighted his extraordinary talent.

’No wonder this kid can defeat so many prodigies.’

Watching Huyan Sword in the video, Elder Li couldn’t help but marvel.

Huyan Sword was incredibly dangerous.

Not only was his power far beyond his peers, but his mental fortitude also reigned supreme among his generation.

And with the tutelage of the Grassland Sword Saint, his future was limitless. It was only a matter of time before he stepped into the Grandmaster Realm!

’Can our Jianghai Academy... really withstand his challenge?’

At this thought, the weight in Elder Li’s heart grew even heavier.

This challenge concerned the reputation of the entire Jianghai Martial Arts Academy. They had to find a way to win, at any cost. There could be no slip-ups.

But after watching Huyan Sword’s fight, he couldn’t help but worry.

Just then...

CREAK!

The office door was suddenly pushed open.

"Master, I’ve brewed the tea you asked for."

Li Zixuan entered, walking softly as she carried the teacup to his desk. "I’ll leave it here for you," she said. "Please, enjoy."

The rich aroma of tea filled the room.

As Elder Li inhaled the scent, his brow gradually unfurrowed, and his gaze toward Li Zixuan softened.

"Xuanxuan, how has your Cultivation been lately? Is there anything you don’t understand that you need me to explain?"

It wouldn’t be long before she had to step onto the Martial Arts Arena.

He had to give her his full support.

"Don’t worry, Master. I’ve been practicing every day."

Seeing his grim expression, Li Zixuan couldn’t help but ask, "Master, are you still thinking about Huyan Sword?"

"Yes..."

Elder Li gave a slight nod, his gaze on Li Zixuan filled with concern. "To be honest, it’s you I’m worried about."

"Worried about me?"

Li Zixuan was puzzled.

"Xuanxuan, you are my only disciple, and I know you’ve always aimed high."

Elder Li sighed. "But this Huyan Sword is no ordinary person... I’m worried that if you lose, your Sword Heart might be damaged..."

A few seconds of silence followed.

When she heard Elder Li’s concerns, Li Zixuan smiled coolly. "I was wondering what the matter was," she said calmly. "So it’s just that..."

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Elder Li said in surprise, "You’re not afraid of Huyan Sword?"

"I’m not."

Li Zixuan was perfectly calm. "Master," she said slowly, "have you forgotten what you taught me? A Swordsman would rather snap than yield, rather break than bend. We must be fearless.

The path of Martial Arts is fraught with thorns that would make any ordinary person quail. Since I have chosen to walk this path and prove my Sword Dao, I can only press forward. There is no retreat."

Her calm words belied an unshakeable resolve.

Whether she faced towering mountains or a boundless ocean, she would only press on, never retreating in cowardice.

As she finished speaking, the fighting spirit in her heart blazed to life, causing the Sword Intent of her Sword-Opening Celestial Gate to emanate from her.

BOOM!

In an instant, an incomparably sharp Sword Intent swept through the office, howling like a gale.

Sensing this aura, Elder Li’s pupils shrank, and he was instantly shocked beyond belief.

’This girl...’

’When did she become so determined!?’

It had only been a few days, but Elder Li felt like he hardly knew his disciple anymore.

It was as if she underwent a new transformation every single day...

Elder Li fell silent for a moment. He looked at Li Zixuan again, then clapped his hands in relief and said with a smile:

"Excellent, well said! You’ve truly grown up, Xuanxuan. Seeing you with such resolve, I can finally rest easy."

"Don’t worry, Master. I will give this match my all. As for those who stand in my way..."

Li Zixuan gazed at the morning light outside the window and broke into a smile.

"...their defeat is certain."

...

...

「Meanwhile, in the library.」

Qin Yang was on the second floor, slacking off as usual, while Xiaobai had transformed into a little beast-eared girl and was gleefully running and jumping between the bookshelves.

’Tsk, this little fox sure is energetic.’

Qin Yang glanced at her cheerful antics but couldn’t be bothered to intervene. He turned back to searching the bookshelves.

After a thorough search, he had only managed to find two books on Spiritual Attack Secret Techniques in total.

One of them was even incomplete.

And that was the entire collection of Spirit Secret Techniques on the second floor.

You have to understand, Cultivating Spiritual Power was notoriously difficult; very few people in Jianghai City had ever achieved anything noteworthy with it. On top of that, collecting such books was an immense challenge.

As a result, the library couldn’t be bothered to maintain a proper collection, simply putting out two books for show and calling it a day.

’Whatever, two will have to do.’

’If it weren’t for dealing with that Soul-devouring Insect,’ Qin Yang thought, ’I wouldn’t be going through all this trouble.’

At that thought, he immediately activated his Enlightenment Space and began to merge the two Spiritual Power Secret Techniques.

Characters swirled into existence, transforming into the ultimate understanding of Spiritual Power before pouring violently into Qin Yang’s mind.

The nature of Spiritual Power was gentle, akin to flowing water that nourishes all it touches without a sound.

It was the very foundation of all living things.

At this thought, Qin Yang focused, gathering his Spiritual Power. He mimicked Sword Intent, shaping the power directly into an incomparably sharp "sword" of water.

A sword that could slice through souls and extinguish Divine Sense.

A moment later, this brand-new Secret Technique, the "Soul-Cutting Sword," took form in Qin Yang’s mind!