"Hmph." Waan Qi was delighted; what she most wanted to see was her Master giving Su Chen a proper lesson. Unfortunately, she thought the opportunity was slim before, considering that her Master was a senior and Su Chen was a junior among juniors. Normally, given her Master’s pride, it would be impossible for him to act.
Unexpectedly...
A pleasant surprise!
Su Chen himself was brain dead, actually forcing the Master to make a move.
What a great thing.
Waan Qi’s delicate body trembled with excitent, her beautiful eyes fixated on Sheng Wankong and Su Chen.
Su Chen and Sheng Wankong were already getting closer to each other.
The two stared at each other.
"The old man will only use Sword Rhy." Sheng Wankong said, his aning was that other sword moves, etc., he wouldn’t use, otherwise, wouldn’t it be too bullying for this junior Su Chen?
But even just using Sword Rhy,
it’s terrifying!
A Domain Lord Realm fully displaying Seven Stages Sword Rhy is absolutely terrifying.
Among those present, besides Sikong Zhan, Wang Duan, and Hong Yicang, there truly wasn’t a fourth person who dared to say they could certainly take it.
Su Chen was even more impossible.
Even though he instantaneously killed Xing Wusheng and swiftly defeated Hong Chou, in everyone’s view, he was still far from being a match.
"Alright." Su Chen nodded slightly. Since it was so, he felt it was best for him to only use Sword Rhy as well.
The next mont.
Sheng Wankong suddenly raised his hand.
Using the hand as a sword.
He didn’t use a real sword.
This also counted as a concession; the sa old saying goes: for his strength and status to make a move personally against Su Chen, it’s quite sothing.
He naturally showcased the deanor of a master.
Anyway, the outco was predetermined.
This scene made the eyes of other martial cultivators in the great hall incapable of holding back nodding, thinking Sheng Wankong was still quite decent, at least knowing to concede again and again.
However.
At the instant when Sheng Wankong raised his hand, an extrely, extrely, extrely unexpected scene appeared.
Su Chen also raised his hand.
Looking at Su Chen’s gesture, it seed... seed like he was also going to use his hand as a sword.
Could it be... could it be that Su Chen knows Sword Rhy?
It’s not impossible.
Because, in the entire Jiuyou Domain, those who know Sword Rhy are too many to count.
Even among Sixth Stage Sword Rhy masters, there are over a million.
But the question is!
Even if Su Chen mastered Sword Rhy, which stage could it be? Third Stage? Fifth Stage? Or Sixth Stage?
Even if it’s Sixth Stage, compared to Seventh Stage, it’s still utterly insignificant.
Who on earth gave Su Chen the confidence to think that his Sword Rhy could be compared to Sheng Wankong’s?
Isn’t it thoroughly brain dead?
Sheng Wankong using his hand as a sword, only using Sword Rhy, is the deanor of a master and the temperant of a strongman.
And Su Chen, aren’t you supposed to give it your all?
Also acting?!
Really driving people crazy!
So many people put on an act, but acting in such a death-seeking way, Su Chen is absolutely the first.
Sikong Zhan’s face beca even grimr; he even squinted his eyes.
Sikong Zhan even believed that Su Chen deserved to die.
Entirely seeking death.
Next mont.
Hiss...
Sheng Wankong had already made his move.
An orange shadow rippled, flashing by, extrely subtle, extrely strange.
Sheng Wankong was once again infuriated.
At this mont, Su Chen actually used Sword Rhy? Moreover, also only using his hand as a sword to control it; this is another provocation, a trendous provocation.
Three consecutive provocations!!!
Even a clay Bodhisattva has a temper.
Sheng Wankong couldn’t wait to make a move.
When Sheng Wankong made his move, the entire great hall was filled with the aroma of Sword Rhy.
The aroma was too overwhelming.
In an instant, every martial cultivator present felt as if they were pulled into a sea of swords in a different world.
Sword Intent was like a dense fog, perating.
Also like terrifying water pressure, pressed into everyone’s body.
Sword Rhy is that kind of strange, fierce, pervasive aroma.
Chilling the heart, causing the pores to shiver.
And most terrifying of all, the martial cultivators present, as long as they were Sword Cultivators, at this mont, all felt a bit out of control of their own swords.
Their swords, as if eting their emperor, submitted, whimpering...
At the instant Sheng Wankong made his move, Sikong Zhan, Hong Yicang, Wang Duan all changed expressions.
Seven Stages Sword Rhy, it truly lives up to its na.
Even they felt a trace of danger.
Don’t look at how Sheng Wankong casually unleashed Sword Rhy; that’s because Sheng Wankong mastered it. If it were anyone else present, who isn’t strong? Who isn’t a monster? Who isn’t at old monster level? Yet, who could do it?
At this mont, countless respectful and envious glances were cast toward Sheng Wankong.
Seven Stages Sword Rhy!
Sothing everyone dreams of mastering.
Especially those Sword Cultivators.
"It is indeed Seven Stages Sword Rhy, but only in Early Stage, and his control over Sword Rhy is very dispersed, truly disappointing," Su Chen thought in his heart. It was even worse than he imagined.
Su Chen himself had Seven-stage Middle Stage Sword Rhy.
One in Early Stage and one in Middle Stage, there’s quite a difference.
Moreover, regarding the control over Sword Rhy itself, Sheng Wankong is also very poor; everyone present can feel the Sword Rhy, the entire great hall seems filled with Sword Rhy. This not only fails to reflect Sheng Wankong’s terror, but rather proves his incompetence.
Truly good control over Sword Rhy should prevent such leakage when it was unleashed.
At that very mont.
The instant Sheng Wankong made his move, Su Chen also made his move.
Also using Sword Rhy!!!
Su Chen casually pointed a finger.
A faint illusion, as thin as a hair, of purple Divine Charm, flashed and vanished.
Also just the Sword Rhy.
As for any Heavenly Treasure, he didn’t even bother to include it.
In the blink of an eye.
Too fast.
Ultimate speed.
Su Chen barely raised his hand for such a point.
Then.
Only to see in mid-air, a crossing of purple and orange.
Swish swish swish swish...
Sheng Wankong’s body madly retreated.
Accompanied by a pale, almost trembling to death face!!!
Sheng Wankong’s shoulder got pierced directly.
In such an ultimate flash.
The two great Seven Stages Sword Rhys had already t.
At the instant of eting, the outco was inevitable, Sheng Wankong’s Seven-stage Early Stage Sword Rhy, compared to Su Chen’s Seven-stage Middle Stage Sword Rhy, the gap is huge, with no chance to resist, it was obliterated.
Then, the Seventh-stage Middle Stage Sword Rhy unleashed by Su Chen directly penetrated into Sheng Wankong’s body.
That’s all; it’s that easy.
The gap in Sword Rhy itself, the gap in controlling Sword Rhy, made this so-called duel too simple.
"You... you... you also mastered Seven-stage Sword Rhy, Seven-stage Middle Stage Sword Rhy?!" Sheng Wankong retreated six or seven steps before stopping. After stopping, he even forgot he was injured and bleeding; he stared at Su Chen tightly, his eyes nearly popping out, vigorously trembling, his voice loud and exceedingly tremulous.
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