"Who is that? Just Golden Core Realm and dares to be so presumptuous? Didn’t they see that even Brother Hua, who was at the Nascent Soul’s final stage, was defeated in one move?"
"Inner sect disciple Ji Zhaoyuan! Usually silent and unremarkable, unexpectedly decides to step forward at this ti!"
"Good! Truly worthy of being a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, even though he knew he was no match, he still dared to draw his sword! Just for this, he is already among the best in the inner sect disciples!"
...
The onlooking Heavenly Sword Sect disciples buzzed with discussion, with so showing disdain, so admiration, and so worship.
Yet, Li Fan ignored the voices around him, his gaze fixed on Mr. Bai: "Sir’s strength must certainly far exceed mine. However, if it’s only about understanding the Sword Dao, I’m afraid you might not be stronger than ."
Li Fan was full of confidence, but Mr. Bai just smiled slightly, not refuting him.
"So for today’s trial, we shall only compare whose Sword Dao is superior, not the disparity in strength!"
As these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned.
"Is he asking the opponent to suppress his Cultivation Realm to the Golden Core Realm for the match?"
"Can one even do that?"
"Pah! Shaless!"
"And yet, I think there’s nothing wrong with it. After all, the cultivation of this guest is unfathomably deep. If he truly exerted his full power, I’m afraid only the eldest senior brother could defeat him."
Confronted with Li Fan’s rather impolite request, Mr. Bai didn’t care. He nodded and said with a smile, "Rest assured, I never bully the weak."
After he spoke, the inscrutable aura exuding from him instantly beca calm. It beca like Ji Zhaoyuan, who possessed Li Fan—rely at the Final Stage Golden Core.
Li Fan clasped his hands together, his expression solemn: "If that’s the case..."
"Witness the sword!"
Before the words "Witness the sword!" were fully spoken, Li Fan had already made his move.
As the crowd heard Li Fan’s shout, a shadow of a Giant Sword had already descended between Heaven and Earth.
Falling from the sky, its tip was aid directly at Mr. Bai’s head.
Around the Giant Sword, it seed as though countless different God Swords were implanted. And like the emperor of swords, it caused myriad Sword Energy to crisscross, their lights interweaving and reflecting off one another.
Moreover, at the scene, all the disciples watching the battle from the Heavenly Sword Sect couldn’t control their own Sword of Fate. They flew out one after another, Floating in the air, the sword body slightly humming as if attending an audience.
Not only that, but the entire Heavenly Sword Sect was slightly trembling.
As if sothing in the depths of the Heavenly Sword Sect was waking up.
This earth-shattering spectacle naturally drew the attention of all the cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect imdiately.
Countless figures hurried over.
And the arrival of a drunken cultivator holding a Liquor Gourd caused everyone present to exclaim in unison, "Is that the eldest senior brother?!"
"The eldest senior brother has arrived!"
At this mont, Situ Yao of the Heavenly Sword Sect, unlike his usual disinterested deanor, was grim and focused on the match between Li Fan and Mr. Bai taking place.
And the changes outside seed to have no effect on the two of them.
In the mont when the shadow of the Giant Sword accompanied by ten thousand swords appeared, a flicker of astonishnt passed through Mr. Bai’s eyes.
Because he felt that the Wood Sword in his hand had suddenly beco much lighter.
As if...
The Sword Dao condensed on the Wood Sword had, in an instant, transferred to his opponent!
"With the False Heavenly Path, combined with my understanding of the Wooden Sword’s Heaven’s Wonder, a surprise attack is enough to instantly seize control of the Xuanhuang Swordsmanship!"
"However, Mr. Bai is, after all, the Incarnation of the Xuan Huang Heavenly Dao, so this thod of False Heavenly Path can only be used once."
"Hence, there’s only one chance!"
Li Fan’s heart was calr than it had ever been.
Under his control, the Giant Sword transford from illusion to reality, and the surrounding ten thousand swords likewise manifested.
Like a torrential downpour, suddenly bursting forth.
Countless sharp swords ripped through space, forming a terrifying storm, sweeping outwards.
All the spectating disciples changed color, hastily dodging backwards.
Still, nurous Nascent Soul and even so God Transforming cultivators were caught in the sudden storm of ten thousand swords, tossed about unable to control their bodies.
Not to ntion those disciples with lower cultivation.
"What a joke, is this sothing that can be used at the Golden Core Realm?"
"Could it be that Ji Zhaoxuan has always been hiding his cultivation base?"
"Monsters, today I have the fortune to witness two monsters in a duel!"
The rampant Sword Energy blocked most peoples’ vision.
But those at the Unity-Path realm, as well as the stronger ones above that realm, were still staring intently at the eye of the storm.
They were sowhat shocked to see that, facing this life-threatening strike, Mr. Bai did not dodge or evade.
He allowed the countless sharp swords to whiz and slam into him.
However, strangely, these swords did not cause any harm to Mr. Bai.
Instead, like a stone sinking into the sea, or snow falling into water,
they silently disappeared without a trace.
It was only Mr. Bai’s Wood Sword that seed to co alive once again.
The tempest of ten thousand swords seed endless, showing no signs of subsiding for the mont. And within the storm, Li Fan had quietly vanished.
Mr. Bai did not seem to have the intention of counterattacking, just standing quietly at the center of the storm.
"Xuanhuang Sword…"
"I never thought there would still be soone in the world who could master it to this extent. Remarkable!"
Mr. Bai praised sincerely.
"It’s just a pity that just these alone wouldn’t be enough to defeat ."
Mr. Bai’s words echoed within the storm of swords.
His gaze flickered, trying to lock onto Li Fan’s location.
However, Li Fan had already transford into a sword, rging into the myriad Sword Dao. Even Mr. Bai, as an incarnation of Heavenly Dao, couldn’t locate Li Fan for the mont.
The roaring of ten thousand swords finally reached the most ferocious mont before subsiding.
In the instant when countless Sword Lights simultaneously burst forth, a seemingly ordinary Wooden Sword was hidden among them.
Silently flying towards Mr. Bai, unstoppable and full of determination!
At first, it seed no different from ordinary Sword Dao.
However, as the Wood Sword’s speed increased, its montum grew ever more powerful.
It was like a raging fire spreading across the sky or a teor lighting up the darkness.
In comparison, all the other sharp swords in the storm seed dim and lackluster.
"This is..." At this mont, Situ Yao, as well as the Elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect, all showed looks of shock and pity.
Because this was the strongest strike fueled by one’s life.
And the last strike.
Sword of Fate!
Mr. Bai naturally saw the true nature of this sword strike.
He couldn’t help but hesitate.
It was just a competition, after all; there was really no need to risk the life of the young man opposite him for the sake of victory.
Furthermore...
The other party’s comprehension of the Sword Dao was indeed rare in the world, no weaker than his own.
At a ti of crisis, having one more talented individual would be good for the Xuanhuang World. To die just like that would be a pity.
Amidst his rapid contemplation, Mr. Bai had already made a decision.
"I concede."
The mont the words left his mouth, he undid his Cultivation Base’s Forbidden Formation.
He used the power of the Immortal Realm to forcibly reverse the process of Li Fan burning his life essence.
But...
Li Fan had no intention of stopping at all.
Even though he had already lost Sword Montum, his movent was still as fast as ever.
In the end, the Wood Sword in his hand still gently touched Mr. Bai’s body.
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