Jian Chen's Light Wind Sword pierced out like a bolt of lightning. One after another, sword shadows flashed in the air, covering the scar-faced man in a sea of sword shadows. The clanging sounds of weapons colliding rang out endlessly, and the surging waves of energy had long since destroyed the area around the scar-faced man.
"This brat is not weak, he can actually match Zhe Gu." Seeing Jianchen and the scar-faced man fight, the young man with the fiery red sword muttered to himself. His voice was filled with surprise.
"This young man is not simple. At such a young age, he can rely on his own strength to match Zhe Gu. Furthermore, he is not at a disadvantage at all. His talent is just too terrifying. In the future, when he truly matures, he will definitely become a famous figure. Young master, do you think we should try to rope him in?" Beside the young man with the fiery red sword on his back, a middle-aged man in a purple robe softly asked.
The young man with the sword on his back had a trace of killing intent in his eyes as he said, "With his strength, he will definitely be able to obtain first place in the Mercenary Tournament. He is destined to be my opponent."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man in purple robes understood what the young master was thinking and did not say anything else.
On the other side, a man in his thirties, wearing a white robe embroidered with gold, stood there with his arms crossed as he watched the fight. He slowly said, "Looks like Jed Wukang's people have provoked a strong opponent. I didn't expect him to be so young."
"Yes, this brat's strength is not bad. He is actually able to match Zhe Gu. If his strength is limited to this, then he is destined to die. Jed Wukang's strength may not be as strong as Zhe Gu, but he has a King Armament. Unless he meets someone who also has a King Armament, no one will be his opponent. That is, unless there is a Heaven Saint Master here." A middle-aged man beside the white-robed man softly said.
"Looks like this young man is destined to die here. With Jed Wukang's personality, he will definitely not allow anyone who dares to challenge him to live." The white-robed man said.
"That may not be the case. Young master Qin Ji, do you see the girl in yellow behind them?" The middle-aged man standing beside the young man with the sword on his back said with a smile.
Hearing this, the young man who was called young master Qin Ji immediately looked over. As soon as he saw the girl, he could not move his eyes away. He absentmindedly said, "What a beautiful girl. Her face is as cold as ice, and her eyes are calm and cold. She is definitely not a simple girl."
The middle-aged man smiled and continued to say, "Young master Qin Ji, look at the golden bow on her back."
Qin Ji's gaze immediately moved away from the yellow-clothed girl's face and landed on the longbow on her back, but he couldn't see anything.
The middle-aged man said, "Although I don't recognize that bow, I'm certain it's not an ordinary item. It's also not that woman's Saint Weapon because I can't sense any Saint Force ripples from it. So, I'm guessing that the bow is probably …"
"Second Uncle, could that bow be …" Qin Ji's face was full of surprise.
"I'm not sure," the middle-aged man shook his head.
….
"Three Divine Spear Styles, First Form – Spear Shadow Layer!" A loud shout came from the middle of the battlefield. The middle-aged man's spear turned into a sky full of spear shadows, covering the sky as it pierced towards Jianchen. The spear shadows were so dense that it was impossible to tell which one was real and which one was fake. At the same time, there was also a pressure that seemed to come from the weapon.
This scene was exactly the same as when Jianchen used his sword.
"That's an Earth class Battle Skill!" In the distance, someone cried out in alarm.
"An Earth class Battle Skill, that's second only to a Heaven class Battle Skill. I never thought that I would be able to see it with my own eyes today."
"I heard that when a Heaven class Battle Skill is used, the wind would surge and the clouds would surge. I wonder how strong an Earth class Battle Skill is."
The corners of Jian Chen's mouth curled up into a sneer as he closed his eyes. His right hand quickly danced as the Light Wind Sword turned into a sky full of sword images, piling on top of each other as they rushed towards the incoming spear images.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding …"
Following a series of sounds, Jianchen and the middle-aged man had already exchanged over a hundred blows in a single breath's time. The two's speed was so fast that it was impossible to see with the naked eye. The only difference was that the middle-aged man was using a Battle Skill to increase his speed while Jianchen was relying on his own sword.
"What speed!" In the distance, the young man with the fiery red greatsword on his back exclaimed.
"His sword is too fast. Even I can't see it clearly. I can only rely on my intuition to catch it." The purple robed man beside him also exclaimed.
"What a fast sword. Just how does he have such speed? He's actually able to match Zhe Gu's Battle Skill." Qin Ji also exclaimed.
"I'm also very curious. Even a wind attributed Earth Saint Master who has reached the Sixth Cycle would find it difficult to achieve such speed. But he clearly doesn't have any wind attributed Saint Force, yet he can do it so easily. This is just too shocking. Just how is his arm supporting him?"
"Three Divine Spear Styles, Second Form: Divine Dragon Tail Whip!"
The fiery red spear carried with it a fiery glow as it shot down towards Jianchen. At the same time, an even more powerful pressure filled the air. It was as if a boulder was pressing down on Jianchen's body, making it difficult for Jianchen to even move.
Jianchen was not afraid in the slightest. Raising his Light Wind Sword, he met the incoming spear head on.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion rang out as the shockwave from the collision engulfed Jianchen. Jianchen's right arm trembled as he was pushed back a dozen meters. Between his legs, a three inch wide trench was formed.
Even though they were both Earth Tier Battle Skills, the difference in power between the first and second forms was enormous.
The Third Form: Divine Spear Breaks All Laws!
Just as Jianchen was about to stabilize himself, Zhe Gu's voice rang out again. Following that, a fiery red light suddenly appeared in Jianchen's line of sight and quickly grew larger. The sharp tip of the spear brought with it an extremely compressed energy as it closed in on him. Facing this spear, Jianchen felt as if he could not dodge it. It was as if this spear had already locked onto his Battle Skill and the only way to deal with it was to meet it head on.
Jianchen slowly closed his eyes as he used his heart to sense Zhe Gu's exact location. At the same time, his "Spirit" and the Light Wind Sword in his hand formed an inseparable connection. The Light Wind Sword began to emit a cold aura as it shot out, completely enveloping the Light Wind Sword. In the next moment, a silver light flashed as the Light Wind Sword left Jianchen's hand and shot forward at an unbelievable speed.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion rang out. The extremely compressed and violent energy at the tip of the spear lost its balance and exploded in midair. It was like a beautiful flower that was in full bloom. The red light that was constantly expanding and spreading in all directions was very eye-catching.
The earth on the ground was sent flying as waves after waves of powerful energy spread out in all directions. The surrounding people were forced to retreat again and again until they were already a hundred meters away. Both Jianchen and Zhe Gu had already been submerged by the powerful energy waves.
After a while, when the energy waves dissipated, Jianchen and Zhe Gu's bodies appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Both of them looked perfectly fine except for the fact that their clothes were a bit messy due to the energy waves. Jianchen's long hair had already broken free from its restraints and was fluttering wildly behind his head. In his right hand, he was still holding his two finger wide and four foot long silver white sword.
On the other side, Zhe Gu was still in his spear holding position. His body was still in a running posture as if he was frozen in place. His hair that originally reached his waist had already been cut off from his head, leaving only the part above his neck that was still there.
Suddenly, a drop of blood appeared on Zhe Gu's neck and quickly spread out in a straight line. In the blink of an eye, Zhe Gu's neck looked as if he was wearing a red necklace. In the next moment, Zhe Gu's head fell from his neck.
There was an uproar from the crowd. Everyone stared at the scene in front of them in disbelief. Their eyes were filled with shock.
In that moment, none of them knew what had happened. In their minds, after Zhe Gu used the last move of his Earth Tier Battle Skill, Jianchen would at least be heavily injured if not killed. But they never thought that the final result would be so dramatic. Jianchen was standing there unscathed after being hit by the Earth Tier Battle Skill while Zhe Gu's head was mysteriously cut off.
How did Zhe Gu die?
Just what happened in that moment?
Everyone was very puzzled, and such thoughts kept circling in their minds.
"How dare you kill a member of my Jiede Clan! Die!" After a moment of silence, a furious roar suddenly rang out. A young man of about thirty years of age charged towards Jianchen with a one-meter-long sword in his hand. The sword emitted a surge of Saint Force that caused everyone's expression to change.
"What a powerful energy wave!"
"Is he a Heaven Saint Master?"
… …
A few of the Earth Saint Masters who thought they were not weak were shocked.
Jianchen's expression also became serious. The sword in the young man's hand was actually a King Weapon. In this place, he actually saw two King Weapons, and both of them were of the fire attribute.
"Die!" The young man stared at Jianchen and swung his King Weapon down.
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