Right Ox Mountain, peak!
"According to your introduction, Yu Haoran is either a swordsman who uses space to temper his swordsmanship, or he is forcing himself to reach the limit of his potential. I think he should be able to reach the 61st floor in the end." After thinking carefully, Qian Shuhao said with some uncertainty.
Although he wasn't sure, Yu Haoran was able to reach the sixty-first floor on his first try as a Third Grade Martial Saint. This was enough to prove that Yu Haoran's talent in the way of the sword was not inferior to his talent in the way of alchemy and formation.
More importantly, compared to Liu Xing, Yu Haoran was not only from an ordinary background, but he was also ten years older than Liu Xing.
According to the evaluation of the Martial Saint expert with the surname Chou, Liu Xing, who had reached the sixtieth floor of the Sword Gauntlet, had a high chance of becoming a peerless Sword Sovereign in the future.
If that was the case, did it mean that Yu Haoran, who was more talented than Liu Xing, could become a peerless Sword Sovereign?
Qian Shuhao's high evaluation of Yu Haoran made the Martial Saint expert from the High Heaven Pavilion a little uncomfortable. Therefore, he asked Qian Shuhao for confirmation.
"Senior Qian, what's the result of Liu Xing's battle?"
"His potential has been exhausted. He stopped at the sixtieth floor!"
Without even thinking, Qian Shuhao gave an evaluation that made the other party extremely depressed.
On the sixtieth floor of the Sword Gauntlet!
Looking at the Sixth Grade Martial Saint swordsman in front of him, Yu Haoran took a deep breath and completely released the suppression of his cultivation.
After killing eighty-one Fifth Grade Martial Saint swordsman and combining his experience in the Sword Gauntlet in his previous life, he knew that from the sixtieth floor of the Sword Gauntlet, the difficulty would increase by ten times. If he continued to suppress his cultivation, he would be courting death.
Therefore, he could only use his full cultivation to face the next challenge.
"Mount Tai Crush!"
With his full cultivation and the half-created sword art, he continued to smash the newly formed swordsman with the iron sword in his hand.
"Boom!"
With a loud sound, the newly formed Sixth Grade Martial Saint swordsman was smashed to pieces.
"Mount Tai Crush!"
Using his powerful aura, he forced the two swordsmen together. Using his half-created sword technique, he instantly shattered the two swordsmen.
…!
When the number of sixth grade Martial Saints had reached eighty-one, Yu Haoran not only used his maximum speed, but also the power of his fleshly body.
The sword move, Mount Tai Crush, focused on the combination of momentum and strength. It used a violent and crushing momentum to forcefully kill the opponent.
Originally, it had been difficult for him to deal with seventy-two sixth grade Martial Saints. However, after using the grade of his fleshly body, it became even easier for him to crush them, and the speed at which he killed them became even faster.
…!
"Xing 'er, how do you feel?" Seeing Liu Xing return to the peak through the southern gate of the Sword Tower with a smile on his face, the Martial Saint expert from the Firmament Pavilion immediately stepped forward and asked in concern.
"Uncle Ling, you've gained a lot!" Liu Xing could not help but exclaim as he recalled the swordsmen of different cultivation realms that he had faced earlier. Recalling the rapid improvement in his swordsmanship and strength, he could not help but sigh in amazement.
He suggested to Uncle Ling.
"Uncle Ling, I plan to stay in the Twin Bull Mountain for a while, and then continue to improve my swordsmanship with the help of the Sword Tower."
"Sure!" Uncle Ling hurriedly nodded his head as he agreed with Liu Xing.
"Look, Yu Haoran has reached the sixty-first level!" Just as Uncle Ling was about to go to the Left Bull City to look for a better inn, he heard a shocking reminder.
Looking at the flashing light on the west side of the Sword Tower, Uncle Ling's eyes were filled with shock.
But then, he looked at Qian Shuhao, who was also paying attention to the Sword Tower.
Just from the introduction of the crowd, Qian Shuhao was able to accurately judge Yu Haoran's achievements in the way of the sword. This was even more proof of Qian Shuhao's shocking talent in the way of the sword.
If he could recruit Qian Shuhao into the Firmament Pavilion, with the help of the Firmament Pavilion's deep foundation, Qian Shuhao would have a great chance of breaking through the Martial Saint realm and becoming a peerless Sword Saint in the Martial Saint realm.
If the Firmament Pavilion had a peerless Sword Saint, then the strength of their top experts would definitely surpass the Snow Palace and the Flowing Cloud Sect, and become the second top sect after the Yuxu Temple.
Although Uncle Ling had the idea of recruiting Qian Shuhao, he did not act immediately.
Because he knew that with his identity and status, it was not suitable for him to recruit him. Instead, he planned to let Liu Xing, who was also talented in the way of the sword, do it.
"Landslide and Earth Splitting!"
After activating the grade of his physical body, not only could he easily kill eighty-one swordsmen of the sixth grade of the Martial Saint realm, but he could also kill the swordsmen of the seventh grade of the Martial Saint realm that had just been condensed by the space.
However, when the number of swordsmen condensed by the space reached sixty-three, the power of the self-created sword art was no longer enough to kill so many swordsmen.
Facing this, Yu Haoran did not panic at all. He directly activated the body of the Ancestor Sorcerer, and with the help of the more powerful physical body of the Ancestor Sorcerer, he regained the absolute advantage.
Of course, this absolute advantage did not have much effect on the improvement of his sword art. It was not as good as when he used the basic sword art at the beginning.
Sixty-three swordsmen of the seventh grade of the Martial Saint realm were all killed in less than twenty minutes under the support of the self-created sword art of the Ancestor Sorcerer.
Seventy-two swordsmen of the seventh grade of the Martial Saint realm were also killed in less than fifty minutes.
The eighty-one swordsmen of the seventh grade of the Martial Saint realm were taken care of by Yu Haoran. However, they only lasted for one and a half hours before they were all killed.
"The quota to enter the Sword Tower from the east gate still belongs to me, the Cang Mountain Old Man!" Just when Yu Haoran used the powerful physical body of the Ancestor Sorcerer to kill the sixty-three swordsmen of the seventh grade of the Martial Saint realm, the One Tribulation Quasi-Martial Honorable who was sitting on the green rock suddenly stood up and said.
After that, he did not even ask for the opinions of the crowd and directly rushed to the east gate of the Sword Tower.
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Qian Shuhao finally shook his head and did not care about the Cang Mountain Old Man.
Those who were unhappy with the Cang Mountain Old Man's unreasonable behavior started to either announce their names or show their strength for the remaining two quotas.
In the end, a peak quasi-martial Honorable and a peak ninth grade of the Martial Saint realm expert from the first-rate sect, the Iron Blood Sect, obtained the remaining two quotas to enter the Sword Tower.
Whether it was the unreasonable Cang Mountain Old Man or the two experts who had just obtained the quotas to enter the Sword Tower, when they arrived at the three entrances of the Sword Tower, they did not sit down like before. Instead, they stood on the spot and adjusted their breathing while waiting for the Sword Tower to open.
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