"Symbol Sword Technique?" Sovereign of Great Qin spoke, "Interesting. This is a thod that combines both talisman and sword paths, and it’s considered an extrely powerful combat technique. There was once a Sixth-Rank genius who used the power of the Symbol Sword to kill a Seventh-Rank expert."
"Indeed, the Symbol Sword Technique, as recorded in ancient tis, is really formidable," Martial King also said.
They had so understanding of the Symbol Sword Technique and knew it to be an incredibly powerful attack thod.
"However, this Symbol Sword Technique is exceedingly difficult to cultivate, requiring one to use their own essence blood to forge seventy-two blood talismans, which is a kind of Blood Refinent Technique," the nation-stabilizing general said.
Sovereign of Great Qin nodded, looking at Zhang Wentao in the scroll, wondering how many blood talismans this young fellow had managed to forge.
Other Seventh-Rank experts also turned their gazes to Zhang Wentao. The Blood Refinent Technique he had completed should not be low. They wondered if he could handle this guy nad Xu Ping’an.
In the spectator stands, Dugu Tianyu and Song Lingxue also couldn’t help but feel anxious.
Could Xu Ping’an handle it?
Within the secret realm.
Xu Ping’an looked at Zhang Wentao in front of him, then at the seven Symbol Swords floating in front of him, a smile on his face.
Quite interesting, seven Symbol Swords.
Blood-cast talismans, thirty-two.
Thirty-two isn’t weak; thirty-two Blood Refinent Soldiers are already comparable to a Superior Grade Spirit Instrunt.
Even stronger than a Superior Grade Spirit Instrunt.
Using one’s own blood to inscribe talismans can achieve an extrely high level of tacit understanding with the master.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
The seven Symbol Swords revolved rapidly around Zhang Wentao, each Talisman Soldier exuding powerful might.
Zhang Wentao walked on air, with the Symbol Swords revolving at his fingertips, as if a Sword Immortal had descended, controlling these Symbol Swords to kill from the air.
Sword Control Technique, usually one cannot control swords without reaching Seventh Rank and awakening Immortal Sense Power.
Therefore, the Symbol Sword Technique, below Seventh Rank, is considered an extrely strong thod.
After all, before you can even get close, your head has already fallen where the flying sword has passed.
But this combat technique, in Xu Ping’an’s view, was nothing but a minor path.
Above Seventh Rank, the role that Symbol Swords can play becos much lesser.
"You are strong, to force to use the Symbol Sword Technique, you should be proud," Zhang Wentao said, standing in mid-air and not approaching any closer.
The Symbol Sword Technique was originally a very powerful long-range attack thod.
From the battle just now, it was clear that Xu Ping’an excelled in close combat. As long as he was not given the chance to get close, he was bound to lose.
"Proud? Do you think your Symbol Sword Technique can handle ?" Xu Ping’an laughed.
"My Symbol Swords have completed thirty-two castings, comparable to Superior Grade Spirit Swords. Do you think I can’t kill you?" Zhang Wentao chuckled.
His Symbol Swords erupted, each blade comparable to the full strike of an average Fifth Rank, Sixth Layer expert.
All seven blades erupting at once, even a Fifth Rank, Seventh Layer expert might not be able to withstand it.
This was his greatest trump card—all intended to be used to break into the top ten.
However, he had not expected to reveal it now, but there was no help for it; Xu Ping’an was too strong.
He could feel that Xu Ping’an was not weaker than the average Fifth Rank, Sixth Layer expert.
"You can try!" Xu Ping’an’s eyes were sharp, showing no trace of nervousness.
Symbol Swords with thirty-two castings, might be an extrely strong thod for other experts.
But for him, it was still not enough.
Zhang Wentao’s eyes were heavy with concern; he didn’t know if the Xu Ping’an in front of him was arrogant or truly confident.
He didn’t believe that his Symbol Sword Technique could not handle the guy in front of him.
This was the thod he had prepared to deal with the top talents of the major powers.
He was confident that those fellows would be unable to handle his thod if they faced it.
Yet Xu Ping’an looked as though he completely feared nothing, even sowhat disdainful.
"Then let witness your strength. If you really have the ability to break my Symbol Sword Technique, I will certainly be convinced," Zhang Wentao said.
Xu Ping’an smiled and said nothing.
But Zhang Wentao’s gaze instantly sharpened, and one of the seven Symbol Swords suddenly surged forth, heading straight for Xu Ping’an to kill.
He used only one blade and also a direct approach, which clearly still had a probing intent.
The Talisman Sword burst through the air, bringing with it a terrifying whistle, its speed incomparable, like a streak of flowing light.
Xu Ping’an instantly struck out, slapping forth with a shield.
This shield was already a combination of thirty shields in one, its power as astounding as mountains crumbling and earth splitting.
"Clang!"
The two forces collided together, like a cot striking.
A terrible storm exploded in an instant, its frightful noise resounding through a hundred miles.
Mo Ya, standing by, felt as if his eardrums were about to be torn apart.
The Talisman Sword was repelled, falling to the side.
However, Xu Ping’an was also pushed back several steps by this terrifying force, each step causing the ground to tremble trendously.
The onlookers from the outside world watched this scene, their faces filled with shocks of astonishnt.
The power of this Talisman Soldier was truly powerful and terrifying, and this was only one of them. If seven were unleashed at once, how much more terrifying would that power be?
And this Xu Ping’an was also horrifying, actually managing to block it head-on.
However, to those watching, it seed that Xu Ping’an was going to lose.
After all, Zhang Wentao still had six Talisman Soldiers, and if seven Talisman Soldiers struck together, that power would likely be exceptionally terrifying.
At this mont, Zhang Wentao too showed a face full of surprise; Xu Ping’an had actually managed to block his Talisman Soldier and seed to be unhurt.
He had to admit, he was truly astounded by Xu Ping’an’s strength.
"Your strength is indeed great, however, if that is all you have, then I’m afraid this is as far as you go," said Zhang Wentao.
After speaking, three Talisman Swords flew out, converging from three different directions to assassinate Xu Ping’an all at once.
Each Talisman Sword was no less powerful than the one before.
Xu Ping’an remained unflustered, but his eyes also grew sharper.
He continued to swing the shield in his hand.
At this mont, Xu Ping’an was combining his Stack Hamring technique with Perfect Defense.
Every slap of the shield seed to stack thirty shields on top of one another, the power imnse.
Not only that, while he swung his shield, he was also constantly contemplating the thod of stacking shields.
The three Talisman Swords surged forward but were continuously slapped away by Xu Ping’an.
Again and again, the Talisman Swords turned into streaks of light, while Xu Ping’an’s shield beca like an impenetrable wall, slapping the Talisman Swords away ti after ti.
In just the span of a breath, Xu Ping’an had blocked over a hundred of Zhang Wentao’s attacks.
Zhang Wentao’s expression changed upon witnessing this.
All three Talisman Swords blocked?
The next mont, Zhang Wentao added two more Talisman Swords into the fray.
Five Talisman Swords, like five beams of red light, relentlessly assailed Xu Ping’an.
And Xu Ping’an’s shield grew more compact, the afterimages on the shield more and more nurous.
At this point, with each slam of his shield, Xu Ping’an could unleash the power of thirty-two shields, and now the shield’s power had surpassed that of the Talisman Swords,
Mo Ya, standing to the side, was completely stunned. Was this the battle between a Fifth Rank Fourth Layer Realm and a Fourth Rank Seventh Layer Realm?
Could that be right?
Zhang Wentao’s strength was understandable, but this Xu Ping’an was terrifyingly powerful.
Not to ntion the power on the shield, just the physical strength of Xu Ping’an was horrifyingly formidable.
To block so many attacks, just the shock of the recoil alone could be enough to kill a person.
Yet Xu Ping’an seed as if nothing had happened, which was extrely terrifying.
This guy was like an ancient Demon Beast, utterly unmoveable.
On the outside, everyone was also in shock.
Both of these individuals were geniuses.
Even Bai Chen, who had been eliminated, was feeling sowhat solemn at this mont.
Very strong; even facing these two, he could not be sure of defeating them.
This generation indeed had an abundance of freakish talent.
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