Boom! At this moment, a great rumble rang out from the stage. Wen Cheng's energy shield had finally shattered after enduring the attack from Jianchen's Radiant Rain. The powerful ripples of energy turned into an invisible shockwave, pushing Wen Cheng back.
"Y- you actually …" Wen Cheng's face was filled with disbelief. He pointed at Jianchen and became speechless from shock.
Chang Yang, who only had a one-colored soulcore, had forcefully taken control of the Radiant Rain from him. Chang Yang had used it to attack him instead. Was there any justice in this world?
However, Jianchen did not hesitate at all after destroying Wen Cheng's shield. He approached Wen Cheng in a flash and directly swung his Radiant Sword at him.
Wen Cheng's face changed slightly. In his opinion, Jianchen's reactions were just too fast, and his attacks were just too swift. He no longer had the time to use Radiant Artes to block the incoming Radiant Sword. He immediately condensed a pair of Radiant Wings and retreated.
Clearly, his battle experience was nowhere near as great as Jianchen's. Just this small mistake had reduced him to an extremely passive state from having the upper hand in the beginning.
Jianchen used this opportunity to pursue, pursuing Wen Cheng closely. He stabbed out mercilessly with his Radiant Sword, reaching Wen Cheng's chest in the blink of an eye.
Wen Cheng's face changed drastically. Although he had some battle experience, he had never been in such a tense battle. He immediately became flustered after Jianchen had taken the initiative and erupted with a barrage of attacks. In his panic, he directly rolled away and dodged the Radiant Sword by a hair's breadth.
However, even with that being the case, a long gash had appeared on his white robes from the Radiant Sword. His originally spotless robes were now covered in dust.
Wen Cheng's face had already paled when he climbed out of the stage. He was about to explode from anger. He had lost his dignity by rolling away, and it would be difficult for him to raise his head in the Light Palace in the future.
"Chang Yang, I swear I'll make you regret this." Wen Cheng let out a deep roar. He also condensed a Radiant Sword and swung it at Jianchen as quickly as he could.
In Wen Cheng's eyes, the speed of the Radiant Sword had indeed reached his limit. He was confident that even regular Radiant Saint Masters with three-colored soulcores would not be able to dodge his attack.
However, in Jianchen's eyes, it was still as slow as a snail. However, this time, Jianchen did not choose to dodge. Instead, he deliberately acted as if he was caught off guard and forcefully endured the blow with his body.
At the same time, when the Radiant Sword was about to hit him, he secretly mobilized the Chaotic Force within him. He used the Chaotic Force to form a sharp blade that pierced through his Chaotic Body.
As a result, Wen Cheng's Radiant Sword perfectly struck the wound created by Jianchen's Chaotic Force, piercing through Jianchen's body.
Jianchen ignored his wounds. He enveloped himself with a layer of Radiant Saint Force as he stabbed Wen Cheng with his Radiant Sword.
"Argh!" Wen Cheng had never experienced such intense pain before. He immediately produced a painful cry and retreated in a hurry, pulling away from Jianchen.
Jianchen sneered. With a thought, a Radiant Sword appeared behind Wen Cheng. As Wen Cheng retreated, he directly collided with the tip of the Radiant Sword. He immediately produced another painful groan.
Jianchen's eyes were cold. He took a step forward and raised the Radiant Sword above his head. It shone with dazzling light. Just when he was about to slash down at Wen Cheng, a voice suddenly rang out in his head.
"Chang Yang, I'm Gyeonshin. You can only lose this battle. Victory is not an option!"
Gyeonshin ordered Jianchen from above. His voice left no room for objection.
Of course, he communicated with Jianchen secretly, so he was not afraid of unimportant people hearing him.
With that, Gyeonshin stood there confidently with his arms crossed as if he was certain that Chang Yang would not dare to disobey his orders.
After all, he was a nine star genius of the Radiant Saint Hall. His identity was indeed very intimidating to many regular disciples.
"Chang Yang, I'm Xin Bin. It's already an extremely impressive achievement for you to force a Radiant Saint Master with a three-colored soulcore into such a horrible state. Let's end this battle as a draw." The other nine star genius, Xin Bin, also communicated with Jianchen secretly. However, his voice was not as forceful as Gyeonshin's.
Jianchen sneered inside when he heard the communication between Gyeonshin and Xin Bin. His senses were unimaginably powerful now, so it was impossible for him to not know about the bet between the two nine star geniuses and the lord of the Sky Gazing Peak.
If it were anyone else, they would naturally not dare to offend a nine star genius who was about to become the new Chosen Saint. However, they just happened to encounter Jianchen.
Swish! Jianchen ignored Gyeonshin and Xin Bin. With a flash of white light, the Radiant Sword in his hand swung down without any hesitation at all with resplendent light, cutting off Wen Cheng's arm.
Wen Cheng immediately produced a miserable shriek like a pig being slaughtered. The heart-wrenching pain caused his entire body to spasm uncontrollably. He had almost fainted.
The spectating Radiant Saint Masters all fell into an uproar when they saw this. Many of them had been stunned by Jianchen's bloody methods.
After all, these Radiant Saint Masters were not like fighters who had experienced countless battles. Some of them had even emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so they had become accustomed to bloody scenes long ago.
On the other side, Gyeonshin's face became rather ugly as well. His face sank as he stared at Jianchen with a cold light flickering in his eyes. He was secretly furious, "This Chang Yang really doesn't know what's good for him. He's just a disciple with a one-colored soulcore, yet he dares to disobey my orders. Hmph."
Xin Bin frowned slightly as well. His gaze towards Jianchen was filled with displeasure.
"This Chang Yang is becoming more and more to my liking," the white-haired peak master chuckled. The white-haired lord of the Sky Gazing Peak chuckled. His gaze towards Jian Chen was filled with undisguised admiration.
"Chang Yang, why don't you stop? You must lose this battle," Gyeonshin said to Jianchen again. This time, his voice was much sharper.
However, Jianchen ignored the message. He arrived before Wen Cheng in a single step and grabbed Wen Cheng's collar. He stared coldly at Wen Cheng, who had become sheet-white from the pain. He said icily, "Wen Cheng, I don't have any particularly great grievances with you, but you should have never, ever harbored thoughts about my junior sister. This is what you get for harming my junior sister." With that, Jianchen raised his hand and slapped Wen Cheng across the face.
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