Chapter 1001: Chapter 1000: A Sword That Startles the Wind and Thunder Chapter 1001: Chapter 1000: A Sword That Startles the Wind and Thunder Cangyun Sect was a top force among the Nine Countries, independent of any of the Upper Three Countries, unbound by their royal families.
Because of this, the true strength of Cangyun Sect was unfathomable, capable of freely moving beyond the Upper Three Countries—a feat not achievable by just any force.
Although Cangyun Sect was not subject to the constraints of the royal families of the Upper Three Countries, it was quite low-profile, modest and discreet.
This way, the royal families of the Upper Three Countries never felt threatened and naturally did not target Cangyun Sect.
This ti, with the initiation of the Nine Countries Talent Battle, several formidable young Disciples erged from within Cangyun Sect, among whom was Liu Fengqu.
At this mont, Jian Qingshan, one of Tang Country’s most powerful Sword Tao Talents, faced Cangyun Sect’s outstanding Disciple Liu Fengqu. To many, this was a battle of dragons and tigers, with nearly matching strengths, likely to be more exciting than previous matches.
Liu Fengqu appeared to be around thirty, with an ordinary face, holding a long spear, his aura contained, appearing on the array platform less than a hundred steps away from Jian Qingshan.
Jian Qingshan nodded slightly and cupped his hands in salute towards the other party, signaling respect.
Liu Fengqu returned the gesture and did not show enmity, even though they were opponents; after all, this was just a contest, not a battle to the death.
“Having the honor to duel with Tang Country’s number one Sword Tao Talent, Liu is truly honored,” Liu Fengqu said.
Hearing this, Jian Qingshan smiled faintly, shaking his head, “As for Sword Tao, there are more talented individuals than in Tang Country.”
Liu Fengqu laughed, “You are being too modest.”
Jian Qingshan made no explanation, facing a formidable foe without any arrogance—the longsword was drawn from its sheath.
Hum!
The mont Jian Qingshan’s longsword was drawn, it seed as if the sound of sword cries echoed through the heavens; instantly, in Sea Moon City, countless Martial Artists with their own longswords felt them subtly responding.
“What a formidable sword!” many exclaid in awe, all watching the sword in Jian Qingshan’s hands.
This sword, naturally crafted, seed ordinary yet contained the extraordinary. Held in Jian Qingshan’s hands, it appeared to rge into one with him as if inseparable.
This sword was Jian Qingshan’s family heirloom, an ancient ancestral sword. At the ti of Jian Qingshan’s birth, this sword cried to the skies, shooting up to the heavens, destined to be his.
The entire family, except Jian Qingshan, could neither use this sword nor draw it from its scabbard.
“What an ancient sword! With this sword in hand, Jian Qingshan could even face a stronger opponent and still have the power to fight,” Ye ngxian praised from the VIP stand.
Pingbei King’s face was filled with pride, “Jian Qingshan himself is incredibly strong, and with such a Divine Weapon, there are few young individuals in the Upper Three Countries who could surpass him.”
Tuoba Lie responded, “That might not necessarily be true; in our country alone, there are several Talents who could suppress Jian Qingshan by a margin.”
Pingbei King glanced at Tuoba Lie with disdain, “If they were really that powerful, then let them prove it in battle later on.”
“Leave the others aside, Princess Yun Lan alone is enough to defeat Jian Qingshan,” Tuoba Lie said.
Pingbei King snorted without responding to Tuoba Lie further.
ng Haiwen interjected, “Prince Yin Xinghe’s strength exceeds Jian Qingshan’s by a margin.”
Pingbei King sneered but said nothing, his disdain clearly unhidden.
ng Haiwen’s face was full of embarrassnt, as no one responded to his words.
At that mont, on that platform, the other four platforms had already begun their fights, only Jian Qingshan and Liu Fengqu had not yet made a move.
However, the aura between the two continued to climb. Outsiders might not notice, but the two on the platform felt it deeply.
When both their auras reached their peak, Jian Qingshan was the first to strike, unleashing an ordinary sword move that pulled along his own aura, transforming into a torrential and overwhelming Sword Intent, rushing directly towards Liu Fengqu.
Liu Fengqu raised his spear, and his inner strength suddenly burst forth.
Boom!!!
A deafening roar ensued as the ancient sword clashed with the longsword, sword qi wreaking havoc, spear light filling the air.
Jian Qingshan grunted, his figure retreating, while Liu Fengqu also staggered, his expression changing.
“What a powerful sword!” Liu Fengqu remarked, his eyes extrely solemn.
Jian Qingshan smiled, “Brother, your spear thrust was also quite formidable.”
Both felt the difficulty of their opponent, especially Liu Fengqu, who had faced greater pressure in the recent exchange.
Moreover, the ancient sword in Jian Qingshan’s hands was a divine weapon, far superior in quality to his own spear.
In the clash of weapons, he was certainly at a disadvantage.
At that mont, Liu Fengqu slapped the Nine Palace Bag, and a set of armor appeared and was worn on his body, instantly making Liu Fengqu look extraordinary and completely changing his aura.
The armored Liu Fengqu’s aura had greatly strengthened, and the armor seed to synergize subtly with the spear in his hand.
“Co on!” Liu Fengqu shouted, charging forward with large strides.
Jian Qingshan responded calmly, with a sword in hand that seed full of openings, yet paradoxically flawless, blocking any attacks effortlessly.
However, Liu Fengqu did not fixate on where to strike. For a martial artist who used a spear, there was only one place to attack from start to finish—the front.
The spear thrust forward, its montum fierce and nacing, like a flood dragon roaring out of the abyss.
This was the martial arts of the Cangyun Sect, transforming the spear into a dragon, using the most aggressive attack to break all defenses.
With the armor for protection, Liu Fengqu could unleash all his power, focusing all his strength on this spear thrust, while relying entirely on the armor for defense.
It was sowhat risky, but this was the essence of Liu Fengqu’s Spear Skill, relentlessly forward, a matter of life and death.
“This spear thrust is so terrifying! Even standing down here, one can feel its fierce edge!”
“Even ten of wouldn’t be able to block this spear!”
“Can Jian Qingshan withstand it?”
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Jian Qingshan stood unmoving, his facial expression not changing in the slightest.
Facing Liu Fengqu’s formidable spear thrust, Jian Qingshan had only one response.
Swing his sword!
The ancient sword in his hand swung, sword qi suddenly erupted, like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting, accompanied by the clanging of thousands of longswords in Sea Moon City.
One sword shocked the winds and thunder! One sword severed the clouds and rain!
Sword qi swept out, striking the tip of the spear, and instantly, the sound of tal clashing echoed, the whole array platform shook violently.
Liu Fengqu’s figure flew backward, his spear vibrating continuously, blood seeping from his palms.
Looking at Jian Qingshan again, he remained undisturbed, longsword in hand, clearly having the upper hand.
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