"But you haven't fought me yet. How am I supposed to believe that you're stronger than me?"
Yun Yang said, "What if you're just bluffing? Do you think my Ethereal Amethysts are easy to come by? You want to take them away with just a few words? What a great deal of sincerity!"
Shi Wuchen was enraged. "I, Shi Wuchen, am a hot-blooded man. Why would I lie to you? Go ask around and find out what kind of person I, the Tri-Autumn Swordsman, am. When have I ever slapped myself in the face? "
Yun Yang said nonchalantly, "Can't a hot-blooded man lie? There were plenty of scammers in this world. Besides, are you famous? Why haven't I heard of Shi Wuchen's name before? Also, are you really Shi Wuchen? "
Shi Wuchen's hair was standing on end, his eyes wide with anger. "Looks like you've made up your mind to fight me?"
Yun Yang shrugged. "You haven't agreed to the bet. Why would I fight you for no reason? I care about the bet, not who you are, your conditions, or anything else about you! "
He didn't know if he should fight or not, and he felt aggrieved if he left. Moreover, this fellow in front of him could infuriate him to death with his words. Shi Wuchen was on the verge of a mental breakdown. He gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, what do you want?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Shi Wuchen suddenly felt that the tables had turned.
Wasn't he here to question him?
Why now …
How did it turn out like this?
"If you lose, you'll be my subordinate. If you win, I'll give you whatever you want. "Yun Yang said," It's such a simple bet. Don't you understand it? "
Shi Wuchen grabbed the sword in his hand again and said angrily, "Fine! I'll bet! "
Yun Yang said, "Wait, do you think I'll bet just because you said so? Where's your stake? I'm here, my sect is here. Even if I run away, my sect will still be here. But what about you? What if you don't want to admit your loss? There was a swordsman called Liao Youyan who lied to me like this last time. Swordsmen are unreliable … "
Shi Wuchen took a deep breath. "Bets have always been restricted by heavenly rules. Heaven is the witness of victory and defeat. If you're willing to bet, you have to accept your loss. No one dares to go against it. Are you deliberately making a fool out of me by spouting nonsense and pestering me endlessly? "
"Good, good, good. My words are like the wind. It's too late to regret." Yun Yang drew his saber slowly and said, "Shi Wuchen, you shall be the first subordinate of the Residence of Nine Supremes!"
Shi Wuchen was so angry that he laughed. "I was kind and had no intention of hurting you, but since you've put it that way, I might as well teach you an unforgettable lesson today. There's no such thing as a fluke in the path of cultivation, and it's ridiculous to spout nonsense."
At this point, there was no turning back. Both of them held their swords and sabers and stood facing each other from a distance of fifty feet. The battle could break out at any moment.
Shi Wuchen circulated the mystical Qi in his body, feeling as if his mystical Qi was surging like a great river. Although it was not as boundless and endless as when it was at its peak, he was confident that he had the strength to fight. At the very least, his old injuries would not relapse in the battle atmosphere that he had predicted.
In this battle, as long as he did not use any power that exceeded that of a fourth-level Honor, he would definitely be fine. With this thought in mind, he could not help but feel relieved.
With his Saint-level deific consciousness, he could quickly determine that Yun Yang's true cultivation base was only third-level Honor. Although he was surprised that Yun Yang had such a cultivation base at such a young age, which was very commendable, he would not be able to defeat him in this battle no matter what!
In terms of cultivation base, Shi Wuchen's performance was limited, but he was still a fourth-level Honor, which was far superior to his opponent. In terms of deific consciousness, he was a Saint-level one, which allowed him to know everything about his opponent. In addition to that, there was also his experience and knowledge. How could his opponent be compared to him at such a young age?
No matter how one looked at it, the winner of this battle would definitely be him!
Shi Wuchen had even thought about it. After he had defeated and subdued Yun Yang, he would definitely teach this young man a good lesson. The condition that he had promised earlier could still be fulfilled. After all, the other party had given him the Ethereal Amethyst. It would not be nice for Shi Wuchen to finish him off and then take the treasure. After all, a swordsman had his dignity and integrity …
However, Shi Wuchen's body suddenly straightened, and the sword in his hand let out a clear clang. In that instant, he seemed to have grown two heads taller, showing off his sharpness and gleaming coldly!
Two sharp rays shot out from his eyes, as if they were tangible. The tip of the sword also spat out a sharp sword ray that was at least three feet long.
At this moment, his body, his heart, his spirit, and his sword had all merged into one, without any impurities!
'I am the sword, and the sword is me!'
In the face of Shi Wuchen's display of power, Yun Yang's heart trembled violently. A vague thought flashed across his mind, as if something important had flashed by. It was clearly within reach, but he had missed it. Yun Yang wanted to recall it in detail and seize the opportunity of this flash of inspiration, but unfortunately, he did not have the time to consider it further.
This was because the other party's sword had already turned into a ray of light that could split the heavens and the earth, charging towards him.
However, in a flash, the sword ray had already reached the center of Yun Yang's brows.
Shi Wuchen's attack was so fast that it was the fastest person Yun Yang had ever met in his life.
Even Ling Xiaozui, whom Yun Yang had met in the Tianxuan Continent, might not be as fast as this person's sword at its peak!
This sword was so fast that Yun Yang did not even have time to evade it. It seemed like the only way out was to be hit by the sword!
Just as the sword seemed to have hit Yun Yang, his entire body turned into a cloud of mist with a poof.
The lightning-like sword ray shot through the cloud of mist. It looked like it had hit its target, but in reality, it did not find anything!
Shi Wuchen's heart was filled with shock.
What was going on?
What kind of mystical art was this? How could it be so strange?
Before Shi Wuchen could recover from his shock, he had already felt a sharp gust of wind from the saber slashing down from behind him with an unstoppable momentum!
Facing such a vicious attack, Shi Wuchen's shock was dispelled. However, he did not even turn his head. With a casual sway of his body, three afterimages shot out at lightning speed. Following that, three rays of sword light shot back in the opposite direction to attack Yun Yang.
Yun Yang was shocked when he saw Shi Wuchen's counterattack.
The Tri-Autumn Sword was impressive. Not only did he abide by his principles, he even looked like an honest man. However, when it came to actual combat, his reactions were swift. Whether it was his reaction, attack, response, or transformation, they were all at his fingertips, and he could do it with ease.
This was clearly a combat instinct, one that had been engraved into his bones!
This … this was the result of his countless battles and experience.
Yun Yang spun and turned into a gust of wind. The saber in his hand came down again, mercilessly attacking Shi Wuchen!
He did not use Saber Truth: Destiny Blade.
Shi Wuchen could not help but be shocked when he saw Yun Yang's counterattack, but he did not panic. He turned around and flew away along the ground. Then, with a twist of his body, he returned with his back facing the sky. The sword light formed a curtain of light with a swoosh, raining down like an unbroken waterfall.
He now understood that his opponent had cultivated a strange mystical art. A simple slash would not be able to effectively injure his opponent. Therefore, he changed his strategy and switched to a wide area attack to test the limits of Yun Yang's mystical art!
Unexpectedly, just as Yun Yang's form took shape, he turned into a cloud once again under his watchful gaze. Ignoring the attack and damage, Yun Yang swung his saber at his own head once more amidst the gathering of the clouds.
Shi Wuchen had predicted his opponent's move wrongly and was almost hit. Fortunately, he was unusually experienced in facing enemies. He quickly turned around and retreated. Although he looked disheveled, he was not injured. He then roared, "What a shameless brat! Using such an unorthodox move against your enemy!"
A wave of indignation washed over him.
Was this brat a ghost?
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