Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 841: You Lost

Su Luyao had evidently mastered her core Battle Technique to a high degree; the instant her attack landed, she blocked every escape path for Li Qingran.

The wind blades moved not just swiftly but also bore turbulent air flows intended to throw off Li Qingran's opening maneuvers and prepare for ensuing assaults.

Li Qingran kept her composure unchanged, as the purple World Ring at her feet intensified its glow.

A vast Battle Power forged over three thousand years, dense and unyielding, began to awaken like a dormant sea gradually coming to life.

At long last, the rush of true qi flooding through her entire form reemerged.

She clenched the Su Xian Sword more firmly and snapped her wrist; the blade reflected the illumination from the Martial Platform, unleashing a silver-white Sword Qi that gleamed like the moon's radiant shine.

“First Battle Technique, Long Wind Breaks Waves.”

As her serene voice rang out, the sword qi abruptly expanded.

Unlike the wild Sword Aura from Chen Huaian, it embodied her distinct icy edge and keen precision.

The Sword Qi stretched into a graceful white curve, which looked unhurried but surged forward at astonishing velocity, slicing directly into the packed Wind Wing Slash.

The cyan-gold wind blades crumbled the moment they met the sword qi, dissolving like frost under blazing sunlight, vanishing without a trace of disturbance.

“What?!” Su Luyao's eyes narrowed sharply, a wave of alarm rising in her heart for the first time.

That overpowering strike wiped her thoughts clean; she hadn't even registered that Li Qingran had declared her opening Battle Technique.

However, Feng Wuyu and the nearby onlookers witnessed it clearly.

“First Battle Technique? Why start with the first one? Hasn't Li Qingran activated her third World Ring already?” “Is she doing that deliberately… to rattle Su Luyao?”

The rest of the students struggled to make it out.

Feng Wuyu perceived the entire scene without mistake.

The move Li Qingran executed was truly her first Battle Technique.

To put it another way, her initial World Ring was the purple millennium-level one.

Yet… how was that possible?

Would a World Beast submit of its own accord?

Feng Wuyu brimmed with doubts, yet he held back from any hasty moves.

Regardless, he planned to question Li Qingran and her instructor directly once the duel ended.

Upon the platform, Su Luyao couldn't accept the reality. “Second Soul Technique, Butterfly Shadow Clone!”

With Battle Power surging forth, three exact replicas of butterfly-shadow clones burst from Su Luyao's back.

Their velocity boosted by thirty percent, enveloped in deceptive cyan-gold radiance, they rushed in from three sides to surround her.

The clones mirrored the real one's actions perfectly, all channeling wind elements—obviously aiming to predict and obstruct Li Qingran's sword trajectory.

Li Qingran stayed rooted in place; the Su Xian Sword angled skyward, redirecting the Sword Qi accordingly, still employing that same technique, “Long Wind Breaks Waves.”

Wherever the sword light passed, the atmosphere appeared to solidify.

The three butterfly-shadow clones shattered into dispersing gusts before they could approach, undone by the concealed ice-spirit energy within the Sword Qi.

Su Luyao's actual form endured a massive impact surging toward her; in alarm, she retreated half a step, a sharp ache erupting in her torso.

“Impossible! How is your Battle Technique so powerful? No… that's not the same move from earlier!”

Color fled from Su Luyao's features; the battle had spiraled completely out of her grasp, leaving her cornered without clear choices.

Still, she refused to yield.

“Third Soul Technique, Cyan-Gold Wind Vortex Barrier!”

The third purple World Ring blazed with vivid light.

Wind Whisper Butterfly let out a sharp cry as cyan-gold streams rapidly gathered around Su Luyao, weaving into a rapidly whirling wind vortex shield spanning five meters wide in front of her.

Within the vortex, myriad small wind blades clashed and intertwined, radiating a fearsome suction force.

This stood as a key Battle Technique crafted specifically to neutralize rapid motion and focused energy blasts.

Su Luyao clenched her jaw and pondered: even strikes from thousand-year Soul Beasts get devoured by this vortex shield, I won't accept that it fails against your lone attack!

Li Qingran gazed upon the cyan-gold wind vortex barrier and gently traced her finger down the sword's edge.

Intense frost fully integrated with the three-thousand-year World Ring's Battle Power.

The Sword Qi ceased its outward flow and gathered fully along the Su Xian Sword's edge.

Sss—!

The Su Xian Sword quivered faintly, its surface rippling with an icy-blue sheen as though countless ice shards streamed across it.

“Long wind and waves will meet their time…” Li Qingran whispered, adjusting her footing.

A step that seemed deliberate and measured covered several meters in a flash; the Su Xian Sword, charged with overwhelming force, cleaved straight into the cyan-gold vortex.

“Hoist the cloud sails and cross the vast sea!”

Clang—! A deafening clash echoed through the air.

The swiftly spinning vortex tore apart under that single sword blow.

Cyan-gold wind blades desperately clawed at the Sword Qi yet failed to halt the sword's relentless push.

Su Luyao's eyes bulged in complete astonishment.

She sensed her Battle Power getting overwhelmed by the rival's Sword Qi, circulation blocked; the vortex's spin grew ever slower.

“No! This isn't happening! How did my Cyan-Gold Wind Vortex Barrier get destroyed?”

She pushed her Battle Power harder, attempting to bolster the vortex.

But Li Qingran's sword form resembled an inexorable ice mass, bearing cataclysmic might as it demolished the vortex entirely.

Cyan-gold wind elements dispersed wildly; Su Luyao suffered a severe hit and coughed up blood, her frame hurled ahead without control.

Li Qingran's silhouette blurred, positioning her abruptly behind Su Luyao.

The Su Xian Sword's point rested softly against the dip in Su Luyao's spine; the Sword Qi withdrew, imparting just a subtle coldness.

Su Luyao stiffened on the spot, her Battle Power thrown into chaos, the World Ring's radiance fading.

Wind Whisper Butterfly sagged upon her shoulder, its earlier arrogance vanished.

Her thoughts emptied; every bit of assurance, envy, and malice gave way to pure disbelief and bewilderment.

All of her Battle Techniques…

from the foundational Wind Wing Slash, to the interfering Butterfly Shadow Clone, to the essential Cyan-Gold Wind Vortex Barrier…

had been utterly dismantled by Li Qingran's sole “Long Wind Breaks Waves,” offering no resistance whatsoever.

Li Qingran returned her sword to its sheath in a swift, firm gesture.

Her tranquil voice, akin to moonlight on still water, murmured gently: “You lost.”