The crowd was in an uproar when they saw the three flying swords in Su Zimo's palms!
If they were ordinary flying swords, they might not have attracted everyone's surprise.
However, these were three inferior-grade flying swords!
Even if Su Zimo was rewarded with an inferior-grade spirit weapon for being the number one of Weapon Peak, what about the other two?
Even disciples of Spirit Peak who were known for their combat strength did not have inferior-grade spirit weapons. Su Zimo had just joined the sect for less than a year and yet, he had already taken out three of them?
The many trial disciples below were envious.
"Peak master is way too biased. Why should he be rewarded with three inferior-grade spirit weapons?"
"Maybe it's because Su Zimo was the number one of two peaks this year."
"So what if he's the number one of two peaks? There's no such rule in the sect!"
"That's right. Can't he just give us one? I've been in the sect for two years now and I haven't even gotten an inferior-grade spirit weapon."
Not to mention the disciples below, even the five peak masters were taken aback.
Xuan Yi's heart skipped a beat as a glint flashed through his eyes. "Could that lad have already mastered the Tripartite Sword Formation?"
Xuan Yi thought about it again. "Impossible! The time is too short! How is that possible?"
When he heard the discussions below, Wen Xuan frowned and glanced sideways at the disheveled old man beside him.
Sensing Wen Xuan's gaze, the disheveled old man harrumphed softly. "You can't be thinking that I gave those three flying swords to Su Zimo as well, right?"
Suddenly, the brown haired youth said, "The three flying swords are almost identical in size and shape. They should have been created by the same Weapon Refinement Master. There aren't three flying swords that are almost identical in the Spirit Weapon Chamber."
"In other words, those three flying swords were created by Su Zimo himself?" Leng Yi raised her brow in surprise.
Xuan Yi nodded. "That should be the case."
Given Perfected Being Jin Dan's vision, he could tell that Su Zimo's three flying swords were identical and could not have been taken from the Spirit Weapon Chamber.
The brown haired youth chuckled. "No wonder that lad crafted an inferior-grade gigantic axe for Little Fatty of Spirit Peak during the face-off back then. So, he already has three flying swords."
"I have to say, this kid's attainments in weapon refinement are indeed extraordinary. In less than a year, he was actually able to forge three low-grade spiritual weapons. It seems that his unique Spirit Gathering Technique is still somewhat useful. "
In the Spirit Arena.
Feng Haoyu was slightly stunned when he saw Su Zimo's three flying swords. Surprise flashed in his eyes before it turned into mockery as he could not help but laugh. "Su Zimo, oh Su Zimo. Do you think you can fight me just because you have three flying swords?"
"You can try."
Su Zimo said indifferently.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The three flying swords floated in front of Su Zimo. Their bodies trembled slightly, and the sound of swords hummed incessantly.
"Alright!"
Feng Haoyu's eyes lit up as he hollered, "Today, I'll show you what true strength is!"
"Go!"
Standing on the spot without moving, Feng Haoyu waved his hand and a stream of spirit qi entered the flying swords.
The spirit patterns on the swords shone brightly.
Swoosh!
Turning into a streak of light, the flying swords pierced towards Su Zimo's head at an extremely fast speed.
Before the swords arrived, they were already chilling!
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat.
In a certain sense, this was the first time he had used immortal cultivation methods to fight after entering the cultivation world.
Feng Haoyu's swords were faster and more unpredictable than Su Zimo had imagined!
Su Zimo's expression was unchanged as he split into two flying swords to block the incoming flying swords while controlling the third to charge towards Feng Haoyu!
"Hmm?"
Feng Haoyu narrowed his eyes.
He had not expected that not only would Su Zimo not defend with all his might, he would even retaliate!
"You must have a death wish!"
Pointing his finger into the distance, Feng Haoyu hollered softly, "Go!"
The flying swords that were initially speeding in midair shone brightly and increased in speed, breaking through the defense of Su Zimo's two flying swords and arriving before him instantly.
In the blink of an eye, the two flying swords that Su Zimo had intercepted had become mere decorations.
"Great!"
Many disciples below could not help but exclaim when they saw that.
The flying swords were right in front of them with a chilling sword qi and a bedazzling sword beam. If it was any other ordinary Qi Refinement Warrior, they would have been scared out of their wits.
However, Su Zimo was not flustered at all. Shifting his feet slightly, he managed to dodge Feng Haoyu's attack by a hair's breadth.
The flying swords brushed past Su Zimo but they did not hurt him at all!
When they saw that, the eyes of the five peak masters lit up as they nodded secretly.
Feng Haoyu had not expected that Su Zimo would be able to dodge that attack.
At the same time, Su Zimo's third flying sword had already arrived before Feng Haoyu.
As Feng Haoyu turned his flying sword, he took out a silver shield from his storage bag. Injecting spirit qi into it, it expanded against the wind and blocked in front of him.
Clang!
The flying sword collided with the shield and let out an ear-piercing sound.
That shield was a reward that Feng Haoyu chose from the Spirit Weapon Chamber of Weapon Peak after he clinched the number one spot of Spirit Peak.
Su Zimo's other two flying swords circled around Feng Haoyu's flying sword and clashed repeatedly with it, causing sparks to fly everywhere with sword qi.
For a moment, Feng Haoyu's flying sword was restricted by Su Zimo's two flying swords and could not break through the obstruction.
On the other side, Su Zimo's third flying sword was attacking Feng Haoyu relentlessly.
As for Feng Haoyu, he could only defend passively.
When they saw that, all the disciples present were dumbfounded with disbelief in their eyes.
The battle situation before them was completely different from what they had expected.
In their minds, the difference in strength between the two of them was so great that victory would be decided within three rounds at most.
But now, Feng Haoyu was disadvantaged and could only defend passively after the exchange.
Su Zimo, who had three inferior-grade flying swords, coupled with his proficient sword wielding technique, was able to restrict Feng Haoyu's performance completely!
"That doesn't make sense."
"Su Zimo is only at Level 9 Qi Condensation. Even with two flying swords, there's no way he can take on Senior Brother Feng head-on. Why do I feel that their strength is about the same?"
The disciples below frowned in confusion.
Little Fatty was the only one who vaguely knew about Su Zimo's background.
Back when the two of them sparred in the cave abode, Su Zimo was able to match him at Level 8 Qi Condensation despite being at Level 7 Qi Condensation.
Based on that logic, even though Su Zimo was a level lower than Feng Haoyu, they should be evenly matched.
When they saw that, the five peak masters naturally had different expressions.
The disheveled old man was pleasantly surprised and invigorated.
However, Spirit Peak's master, Wen Xuan, frowned.
Given Perfected Being Jin Dan's judgment, he could naturally tell that Su Zimo's sword wielding technique was no weaker than most of the disciples of Spirit Peak.
Coupled with the help of three inferior-grade flying swords, his strength had increased as well.
Of course, the five peak masters could not understand how Su Zimo, who was at Level 9 Qi Condensation, could take on Feng Haoyu who was at Perfected Qi Condensation without being disadvantaged.
The three flying swords clashed repeatedly beside Su Zimo.
Feng Haoyu's flying sword was clearly more agile and elegant. However, it could not reach Su Zimo under the restriction of two flying swords.
On the other hand, Su Zimo's third flying sword circled Feng Haoyu and attacked him continuously.
Feng Haoyu could only rely on his inferior-grade shield to block and was unable to retaliate. Instead, he looked wretched.
The battle had entered a stalemate!
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