Chapter 3349 Get Into Trouble
Ahmad grew increasingly flustered when he faced the deadly momentum of Lavender's sword strikes.
When two powerful warriors confronted each other in a neck and neck battle, it was hard to decide which one would overpower the other. But now, it seemed it was hard for him to turn the tables in his favor since his momentum wavered compared to his opponent.
Ahmad should have easily defeated Lavender had it not been for her fierce attack.
"What's going on? Ahmad's strength far surpasses that of the woman, but how come he is no match for her?"
"We'll make a fool of ourselves today!"
"This woman is crazy. She has no regard for her life. She's cheating!"
exclaimed the frustrated direct descendants of the Phoenix Palace.
Nelly and Lavender shared the same personality traits, so it wasn't hard for her to understand Lavender's actions.
Overhearing the disrespectful comments of these direct descendants, Nelly retorted curtly, "Every warrior fights with their life on the line in every battle they take part in. If you have never experienced it, you have no right to say she is cheating. It's ridiculous!"
Only after the direct descendants of the Phoenix Palace had entered the Other Shore would they experience this world in all its cruelty.
Even in the early stages of the Other Shore, they probably couldn't understand it. After all, they would be under the protection of the Oneness Sky Palace's temple after reaching Stage Four.
Among the many obvious examples was Elvinia. She managed to pass twelve stages and reach Stage Thirteen without a hitch. Only until she stepped foot in the Dark Region, did she realize what it felt like to have a near-death experience.
"Whoosh!"
Under the heat of Lavender's relentless attacks, Ahmad flinched constantly. After a while, he stabilized his steps and gained back his lost control. He reached out for his long sword and gave it a swift flick. In response to his gesture, it produced nine sword shadows in front of him.
"Nine-world Mantra Sword!"
The Nine-world Mantra Sword was a supreme swordsmanship manual. It was exclusively taught to the direct descendants of the Phoenix Palace. Even the disciples who had just entered the Other Shore could flaunt tremendous power by using it.
Although Lavender had also practiced swordsmanship in her youth, she had been more used to using a long spear as a weapon before she entered the Source World, which was why she had to start from scratch when she came to the Phoenix Palace.
If she didn't defeat Ahmad now, she might never get another opportunity to do so!
"Broken World!
Original World!
Orchid World!"
Ahmad stood his ground and kept advancing towards her effortlessly. He showed no signs of backing down; his movements were flawless.
Even though Lavender tried her best to land an effective sword strike, each of her attacks was easily deflected by Ahmad. Due to countless failed attempts, she was forced to take a step back each time. She was unable to lay a single scratch on him.
Watching Ahmad regain his strong position in the battle, the direct descendants began to cheer him on.
"That's it, Ahmad! Hang in there!"
"If you win over this woman, they will be forced to leave!"
"Woman, with talents like yours, you don't deserve what the Phoenix Palace offers!"
Hearing them encourage Ahmad and mock her in the background only made Lavender feel more inferior to him. Her expre
at this very moment. Ahmad had already informed him of the situation through a communication token. It would only be a matter of time before Chance made his appearance on the scene. And of course, he was coming to avenge the insult his little brother had to face because of Zen.
Ahmad was less than twenty years old. In Zen's eyes, he was no better than a naive child. How could he pay any heed to the empty claims of a child?
Just as Zen grabbed Lavender's hand and prepared to leave, another person appeared at the entrance of the Heavenly Cultivation Palace.
This man had a dark skin tone, and his arms were long and significantly bulky. His eyes gave the sharpened vibe of a viper as he stared in Zen's direction.
He stepped into the Heavenly Cultivation Palace and stationed himself in front of Zen to block his path. There were traces of disdain smeared across his charred-black face as he glared at him. "Which one of these people crushed your sword, Ahmad?"
The man who stood before them was Chance, Ahmad's big brother.
"It's him! He crushed my sword! And he's not a member of the Phoenix Palace either!"
Ahmad blurted out as he pointed at Zen. He peered over at Zen's face to observe his reaction to the situation.
He had expected Zen's face to turn as white as a sheet when faced with his big brother. After all, Chance had entered the Land of Sword Grief and was a cultivator of the Chaotic Source Realm.
However, Zen's reaction had disappointed him. He showed no signs of shock as his expression remained unchanged. To address the matter maturely, Zen spoke in a calm tone, "While it's good to spar with each other sometimes, you should not encourage your brother's behavior when it's wrong. Your brother was about to kill Lavender. I had no other choice but to stop him."
A warrior of the Chaotic Source Realm was naturally stronger than Zen. His cultivation base and restraint were not to be underestimated.
However, Chance shook off Zen's attempts to dissolve the issue between them. The corners of his mouth turned into a sinister smile as he said, "The woman you defended is not a direct descendant of the Phoenix Palace, so it doesn't matter if she's dead. As an outsider, how dare you stop my brother and break his sword? You must have a death wish."
When two powerful warriors confronted each other in a neck and neck battle, it was hard to decide which one would overpower the other. But now, it seemed it was hard for him to turn the tables in his favor since his momentum wavered compared to his opponent.
Ahmad should have easily defeated Lavender had it not been for her fierce attack.
"What's going on? Ahmad's strength far surpasses that of the woman, but how come he is no match for her?"
"We'll make a fool of ourselves today!"
"This woman is crazy. She has no regard for her life. She's cheating!"
exclaimed the frustrated direct descendants of the Phoenix Palace.
Nelly and Lavender shared the same personality traits, so it wasn't hard for her to understand Lavender's actions.
Overhearing the disrespectful comments of these direct descendants, Nelly retorted curtly, "Every warrior fights with their life on the line in every battle they take part in. If you have never experienced it, you have no right to say she is cheating. It's ridiculous!"
Only after the direct descendants of the Phoenix Palace had entered the Other Shore would they experience this world in all its cruelty.
Even in the early stages of the Other Shore, they probably couldn't understand it. After all, they would be under the protection of the Oneness Sky Palace's temple after reaching Stage Four.
Among the many obvious examples was Elvinia. She managed to pass twelve stages and reach Stage Thirteen without a hitch. Only until she stepped foot in the Dark Region, did she realize what it felt like to have a near-death experience.
"Whoosh!"
Under the heat of Lavender's relentless attacks, Ahmad flinched constantly. After a while, he stabilized his steps and gained back his lost control. He reached out for his long sword and gave it a swift flick. In response to his gesture, it produced nine sword shadows in front of him.
"Nine-world Mantra Sword!"
The Nine-world Mantra Sword was a supreme swordsmanship manual. It was exclusively taught to the direct descendants of the Phoenix Palace. Even the disciples who had just entered the Other Shore could flaunt tremendous power by using it.
Although Lavender had also practiced swordsmanship in her youth, she had been more used to using a long spear as a weapon before she entered the Source World, which was why she had to start from scratch when she came to the Phoenix Palace.
If she didn't defeat Ahmad now, she might never get another opportunity to do so!
"Broken World!
Original World!
Orchid World!"
Ahmad stood his ground and kept advancing towards her effortlessly. He showed no signs of backing down; his movements were flawless.
Even though Lavender tried her best to land an effective sword strike, each of her attacks was easily deflected by Ahmad. Due to countless failed attempts, she was forced to take a step back each time. She was unable to lay a single scratch on him.
Watching Ahmad regain his strong position in the battle, the direct descendants began to cheer him on.
"That's it, Ahmad! Hang in there!"
"If you win over this woman, they will be forced to leave!"
"Woman, with talents like yours, you don't deserve what the Phoenix Palace offers!"
Hearing them encourage Ahmad and mock her in the background only made Lavender feel more inferior to him. Her expre
at this very moment. Ahmad had already informed him of the situation through a communication token. It would only be a matter of time before Chance made his appearance on the scene. And of course, he was coming to avenge the insult his little brother had to face because of Zen.
Ahmad was less than twenty years old. In Zen's eyes, he was no better than a naive child. How could he pay any heed to the empty claims of a child?
Just as Zen grabbed Lavender's hand and prepared to leave, another person appeared at the entrance of the Heavenly Cultivation Palace.
This man had a dark skin tone, and his arms were long and significantly bulky. His eyes gave the sharpened vibe of a viper as he stared in Zen's direction.
He stepped into the Heavenly Cultivation Palace and stationed himself in front of Zen to block his path. There were traces of disdain smeared across his charred-black face as he glared at him. "Which one of these people crushed your sword, Ahmad?"
The man who stood before them was Chance, Ahmad's big brother.
"It's him! He crushed my sword! And he's not a member of the Phoenix Palace either!"
Ahmad blurted out as he pointed at Zen. He peered over at Zen's face to observe his reaction to the situation.
He had expected Zen's face to turn as white as a sheet when faced with his big brother. After all, Chance had entered the Land of Sword Grief and was a cultivator of the Chaotic Source Realm.
However, Zen's reaction had disappointed him. He showed no signs of shock as his expression remained unchanged. To address the matter maturely, Zen spoke in a calm tone, "While it's good to spar with each other sometimes, you should not encourage your brother's behavior when it's wrong. Your brother was about to kill Lavender. I had no other choice but to stop him."
A warrior of the Chaotic Source Realm was naturally stronger than Zen. His cultivation base and restraint were not to be underestimated.
However, Chance shook off Zen's attempts to dissolve the issue between them. The corners of his mouth turned into a sinister smile as he said, "The woman you defended is not a direct descendant of the Phoenix Palace, so it doesn't matter if she's dead. As an outsider, how dare you stop my brother and break his sword? You must have a death wish."