Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return-Chapter 1193: Two Movie Kings’ Superb Acting Skills

Chapter 1193: Chapter 1193: Two Movie Kings’ Superb Acting Skills

"Ah!" Seeing the power of Han Yan’s sword, everyone was shocked beyond measure, with some even exclaiming aloud, as if the next moment they would witness the brutal scene of Yan Yuchu being sliced in half by Han Yan.

However, an astonishing scene unfolded before their eyes.

Just as Han Yan’s sword slashed out, Yan Yuchu suddenly changed his sword force, the blade angled outward.

The two sword lights intersected, Yan Yuchu’s stroke, like a divine intervention, managed at the most critical juncture to deflect Han Yan’s powerful strike with the finesse of four ounces moving a thousand pounds. Although he was still shaken back two steps, he was evidently not too seriously injured.

Without waiting for Yan Yuchu to steady his footing, Han Yan slashed again with his sword.

Yan Yuchu, unsteady on his feet, took advantage of the momentum to spin around, the longsword held backward, slashing obliquely from behind, narrowly defusing Han Yan’s determined strike.

...

Han Yan’s sword was faster with each strike, stronger with each blow, while Yan Yuchu was like a small boat in a storm, struggling under the might of powerful sword light, yet at each critical moment, unexpected moves would emerge, turning danger into safety in the breath of life and death.

Below the platform, exclamations of amazement and admiration arose one after another, cheers growing louder and louder. Not to mention the ordinary disciples, even some instructors were impressed by Yan Yuchu’s astonishing swordsmanship.

Despite being clearly not as strong in terms of realm as Han Yan, he managed to hold on with a set of exquisite sword skills until now. This Yan Yuchu could indeed be considered a genius.

"Hehe, not bad, not bad, Yu Chu truly hasn’t let me down. The Yan Family Swordsmanship in his hands is truly remarkable, surprising indeed," said Old Man Yan, stroking his long beard with a gratified expression on the viewing platform.

"Yes, their performances are full of surprises," Mu Beichen also smiled slightly, speaking with deep meaning.

"This sword was executed well, executed well, even if I were to do it myself, it would be no more than this," Old Man Yan, oblivious to Mu Beichen’s mention of them, continued to proudly praise.

"This sword is marvelous, truly marvelous, it’s practically a godsend blade."

"This sword is formidable; he actually managed to conceive such a method of solution..."

"The intricacy of this sword is beyond what I can achieve."

...

"Eh, no, something doesn’t seem quite right..." Old Man Yan continued to praise, but as he kept speaking, he found himself unable to continue.

"Old man, you’ve finally noticed something’s off," Mu Beichen said with a teasing smile.

With his eye power, he had long discovered something wasn’t right. Although he’s not entirely aware of Han Yan’s full strength, he understands far more than most. With her strength, she doesn’t need to drag it out for this long.

Moreover, he can see that Yan Yuchu’s sword techniques, rather than being extremely exquisite, are more like Han Yan deliberately offering weaknesses for him to exploit and resolve.

Yan Yuchu himself was merely casually practicing the Yan Family Swordsmanship.

Later on, Yan Yuchu even slightly closed his eyes. To others, it appeared profound and unfathomable, but in Mu Beichen’s eyes, it was clearly because he was so scared by Han Yan’s sword force that he simply closed his eyes to avoid seeing it.

"This damned brat, what exactly is he up to?" Old Man Yan also noticed the discrepancies by this time, cursing angrily.

"I just heard someone bet on whether your Yu Chu could last two hundred strokes undefeated against my Han Yan," Mu Beichen reminded.

"Shameless, so shameless, as descendants of the Eight Great Families, how could they commit such shameless acts," Old Man Yan finally realized, cursing in rage and embarrassment.

"Indeed, even my Han Yan is being led astray," Mu Beichen said in agreement.

Old Man Yan looked at Mu Beichen, speechless for a while.

Although what Yan Yuchu did was undeniably shameless, Han Yan, as a conspirator, was no better. This old fellow shamelessly pushed all the blame onto Yan Yuchu alone, which was even more disgraceful. Damn it, the Mu Family’s shamelessness is truly hereditary!

"Let this sword decide victory and defeat, Nine Heavens, Star Fall," Han Yan clearly counted two hundred moves, then shouted aloud.

With the two-hundred-and-first slash, Yan Yuchu magnificently flew out of the competition platform.

"Brother Yan’s swordsmanship is truly superb, awe-inspiring," Han Yan respectfully performed a standard swordsman’s salute, pretending as if genuine. If acting, one must go all out.

"Thank you, Junior Mu, for showing mercy and not striking harshly, this kindness, I, Yan Yuchu, will remember," Yan Yuchu also saluted, turned around, and magnificently exited.

This epic battle thus magnificently came to an end.

The two were not only strong but also courteous, the victor was not arrogant, and the loser wasn’t discouraged, the perfect model of a Dragon Rock disciple. Even the watching disciples below were impressed.

"Shameless, how can one be so shameless," Zirong murmured, then added, "But I like it."

"Han Yan, wins!" Although the result was obvious, the instructor still dutifully announced.

The applause below was thunderous, cheers shaking the heavens. Although this competition didn’t have the twists and turns like the previous one, Yan Yuchu’s ’courage’ of not retreating before a strong opponent, and his ’exquisite’ swordmanship displayed even when at a disadvantage, still stirred their emotions like waves, unable to calm down for a long while.

Recalling the process of that battle, for a moment, no one was willing to leave the venue.

"What on earth are you doing, you’re disgracing our Yan Family," Yan Yuchu returned to the viewing platform by this time, only to be greeted with an onslaught of scolding from Old Man Yan.

"Grandfather, do you truly believe that, even if I gave it my all, I could retain face under Han Yan’s sword?" Yan Yuchu knew he couldn’t hide anything from his grandfather’s eyes, fearlessly meeting his gaze, speaking.

"Do you really fear her that much?" Old Man Yan wished he could slap him to death, but recalling his awakening of the bloodline at the age of sixteen, far surpassing other Yan Family disciples in temperament, he restrained himself, angrily questioning.

"It’s not that I fear her, but her strength is more fearsome than you imagine. If truly striking, I might not even withstand a single blow," Yan Yuchu stated resolutely.

"Hm, is she truly that formidable?" Old Man Yan said, a bit unwilling to accept.

Although Yan Yuchu is just a junior and even less strong than him at present, his early awakening of the Divine Guardian Bloodline ensures his future achievements far exceed Old Man Yan’s possible expectations, so often he doesn’t simply treat him as a junior, and takes his words seriously.

In fact, every family inheriting the Divine Guardian Bloodline operates in this manner.