There was still one more match to go, and Li Dahai, He Xiaoyao, and Yu Dongxi all went to watch Yan Tingting’s bout.
Ever since her last match, every contestant had been racking their brains: if they were to face Yan Tingting and her precious sword, how would they cope? The rules of the competition did not forbid the use of such iron-shearing weapons. A sword is a lethal tool by nature, and regardless of how sharp one is compared to another, they are all lethal. A sword made of ordinary steel could potentially snap an opponent’s blade; it was nearly impossible to establish precise regulations on how sharp or hard a weapon could be, or what it was allowed to cut. As long as one did not use magical artifacts imbued with immortal arts, any weapon—no matter how formidable the sword—was permitted. Just like the war hammer used earlier; if it landed squarely on an ordinary blade, that blade would snap, too. Could they really ban the hammer?
So far, no other sword in the entire competition could be mentioned in the same breath as Yan Tingting’s short sword. Consequently, everyone’s focus was fixed on her and her weapon, with every contestant analyzing how to deal with this sharp edge. Even Li Dahai and He Xiaoyao felt a headache coming on. You couldn't block it with a blade, you couldn't block it with your body—were you just supposed to dodge left and right and retreat step by step? If you tried to launch a flurry of attacks right from the start, who could guarantee a victory in o…
Chapter 40