Lying Low in the Martial World to Become a Saint Chapter 364 - 173: Shock

The very air in the Martial Arts Arena seed to grow heavy and damp. Countless fine water droplets gathered at the tip of his sword, coalescing into a faint, roaring, miniature vortex that pulsed with a heart-stopping aura!

Cyan Cloud Sword Technique! Vast Sea of Imasurable!

Chen Lin roared, his body and the sword’s light rging into one. Man and sword beca a streak of blue light, a startled swan tearing through space, like a terrifying undercurrent stirred from the depths of the abyss as he charged ferociously toward Chen Qing!

Wherever he passed, the escaping Sword Qi carved deep gouges into the black iron rock floor. The air was violently pulled and distorted, letting out a piercing, ghost-like shriek!

The might of this strike far surpassed all his previous ones!

Chen Lin had pushed his Cultivation and his Swordsmanship to their absolute limits.

The Core Disciples of the Haisa Sect all wore expressions of unprecedented gravity. They knew, of course, that this was Chen Lin’s trump card—his ultimate Sword Technique.

The fact that Chen Qing had forced Chen Lin to use this technique was a testant to his own astonishing strength.

Faced with this earth-shattering strike, Chen Qing’s pupils contracted slightly. He felt a hint of a threat.

But he still didn’t retreat a single step.

In the instant before the blue Sword Astral vortex reached him, the imnse Cyan Wood True Qi within Chen Qing’s body rged perfectly with the Qi Blood Power of his Eight Extres Vajra Body. His biceps bulged, and the ground beneath his feet cracked with a BOOM!

At the sa ti, the ’Mountainous Montum’ of the Mountain Prison-Suppression Spear erupted!

VMMMM—!

An indescribably heavy and majestic pressure swept out from Chen Qing!

It was as if he weren’t a man, but a towering, ten-thousand-zhang mountain!

’Let the seas rage and the waves surge; I will remain as firm as a mountain, suppressing every worldly tide!’

Mountain Prison Suppression! A Single Mountain to Suppress the Sea!

The Cloud-Coiling Spear beca a blurry black shadow. Wherever its shaft passed, the very air seed to collapse and solidify!

BOOM!!!

In the next instant, the tip of the spear viciously slamd into the roaring, grinding vortex of blue Sword Astral!

For a mont, ti itself seed to stand still.

Then, a terrifyingly loud explosion that defied description erupted, as if a bolt of thunder had struck the Martial Arts Arena directly!

A tangible shockwave spread out in a crazed ring, striking the protective energy barrier at the edge of the Martial Arts Arena and causing it to ripple violently, flickering in and out of existence!

So disciples standing a little too close were even sent stumbling backward by the blast wave, the blood draining from their faces!

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the terrifying vortex of Sword Qi—powerful enough to shred Refined Iron—seed to crash against an immovable, ancient stone the mont it touched the tip of the Cloud-Coiling Spear. It twisted and deford violently before letting out a mournful cry as if under an unbearable weight, then exploded with a deafening BOOM!

Countless fragnts of blue Sword Qi shot out in all directions, riddling the ground with cuts and holes!

The Sea-Covering Sword in Chen Lin’s hand let out a sorrowful cry. He felt an irresistible, imnse force travel up the blade and slam into his body!

The power was so imnse that it instantly shattered all of his defensive True Qi!

PUFF—!

He violently spat out a mouthful of blood. The webbing between his thumb and forefinger split open, dripping blood. He could no longer hold the Sea-Covering Sword; it flew from his grasp and, with a CLANG, embedded itself diagonally in the ground far away.

He crashed heavily to the ground a dozen zhang away. He struggled to rise but was wracked by another fit of coughing that brought up more blood. He had clearly suffered severe internal injuries.

And in the center of the arena, Chen Qing slowly withdrew his Cloud-Coiling Spear, its tip angled toward the ground.

The only sign of the exchange was that the cracked area of the black iron rock beneath his feet had widened slightly.

Silence!

A deathly silence!

Across the entire Haisa Sect Martial Arts Arena, the hundreds of spectators were utterly silent. You could have heard a pin drop.

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