In the blink of an eye, the two silhouettes crossed each other like lightning. Sparks flew, and a terrifying ear-piercing sound pierced everyone's eardrums, causing them to frown.
It was too fast, and the sound of the collision was too intense.
On the Hundred Battles Stage, Chu Mu and Xiao Ling's speed was raised to the extreme. Their swords were merciless, and each of them pursued the simplest and most destructive path.
An intense battle.
Chu Mu sighed inwardly. This Xiao Ling was indeed worthy of being the lead disciple of the Fair Sky Academy. Not to mention other things, just his swordsmanship had already reached such an extraordinary level. He was even stronger than Zhong Muchen.
Xiao Ling was strong, but Chu Mu was stronger. Xiao Ling's attacks were incomparably sharp, but they were all blocked or dodged by Chu Mu. On the other hand, Chu Mu's counterattacks pressured Xiao Ling from time to time.
Facing the pressure of Chu Mu's swordsmanship, Xiao Ling displayed an astonishing tenacity. He continued to endure, and even constantly adjusted himself during the confrontation. This was a trait learned in battle. It was an extremely rare ability, and although it couldn't be compared to Chu Mu's, it was still shocking.
Xiao Ling could adjust himself, and so could Chu Mu. Xiao Ling's pressure didn't change at all.
They collided and intersected. One sword slashed out with almost all of his strength. The two swords clashed, and a powerful force erupted. Under the Mountain Quake Energy, Xiao Ling was sent flying, his blood and Qi churning.
Chu Mu took advantage of his victory and chased after Xiao Ling. He slashed with his sword, Sword Technique Wind Slash. Xiao Ling's body transformed into a sword light and disappeared under Chu Mu's sword, causing Chu Mu's sword to miss.
"Defensive Sword Art!" Zhong Muchen's eyes narrowed. This was the secret sword art of the Flying Heaven Pavilion that he wanted to comprehend, but had yet to comprehend.
Turning around, the Sword Light was like a rainbow, sweeping across a thousand troops. It collided with Xiao Ling's sword once again. Releasing the Mountain Quake Energy, Xiao Ling was once again pushed back. His sword danced in the air, and the torrential water flowed endlessly like a river.
Xiao Ling's fourth rank sword technique was extremely fast. Chu Mu quickly reacted and used the sword technique Shocking Rainbow, instantly disappearing under the impact of the long river. His speed was extremely fast, and he was like a cloud of mist changing.
Thunderstorm!
A terrifying storm of hundreds of meters rolled out crazily, and the terrible suction force locked onto Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling's body trembled and flew toward the thunderstorm. He was shocked and performed the Sword Control Technique, turning into a sharp Sword Light to get away from the suction force of the thunderstorm. He turned around and waved his sword again.
In an instant, an ancient stream of ice seemed to extend from the void. Everywhere it passed, the air froze. Kacha, kacha, kacha. The entire Battle Platform was covered in ice, and the ground was covered in a layer of frost.
Countless ice shards fell from the sky, and the frost on the ground of the Battle Platform quickly thickened.
Grade Four Sword Skill: Frosty River!
The river of ice surged over, colliding with the thunderstorm and disappearing. The thunderstorm was frozen on the Battle Platform, shining with a sparkling luster, like a natural ice sculpture.
Undying Sword, Chopping Waterfall, Volcanic Eruption, Rumbling Thunder.
Four Grade Three Sword Skills exploded, forming a river of sword skills. Xiao Ling turned into a Sword Light, dodging and counterattacking. One Grade Three Sword Skill after another formed a river of sword skills, blasting toward Chu Mu.
On the Battle Platform, colorful lights flashed, and all kinds of energy attacks erupted. Powerful sword skills were continuously performed, and their power exploded.
Under the river of sword skills, the frozen thunderstorm shattered, turning into countless ice shards that sputtered, covering the entire Battle Platform like a huge hailstorm.
The frost on the ground dissipated, and Chu Mu and Xiao Ling each stood at a corner of the Battle Platform, facing each other.
Xiao Ling's eyes were very sharp, as if they could pierce through the void.
After an intense battle, both sides were evenly matched, neither side gaining the upper hand.
Chu Mu's sword intent and profound had been refined to the peak of the Eighth Revolution, and he surpassed Xiao Ling in this aspect. His sword intent and profound had only been refined to the late stage of the Eighth Revolution, but Xiao Ling's mastery of sword skills was indeed better than Chu Mu's. Whether it was the execution speed or the power of the sword skills, Xiao Ling was better than Chu Mu.
Especially Xiao Ling who had comprehended the Imperial Sword Art. His body turned into a Sword Light, and his speed was extremely fast, allowing him to quickly dodge the sword skills. His speed was not any slower than Chu Mu's movement skill, Startling Rainbow.
With the Imperial Sword Art, Xiao Ling had a sixty to seventy percent chance of winning.
Chu Mu was shocked by Xiao Ling's strength, and Xiao Ling was also shocked by Chu Mu's strength. Tao Shixiong and the others also had solemn expressions. They originally thought that Xiao Ling would be able to defeat Chu Mu quickly, but the current situation was different from what they had imagined.
"A Fourth Grade Sword Art consumes a lot of energy, and it cannot be used repeatedly." Chu Mu stared at Xiao Ling as he thought to himself. If Xiao Ling did not have the Imperial Sword Art, he would have a greater chance of defeating him quickly.
The Imperial Sword Art was very powerful.
"Explode the Ninth Revolution Sword Intent and Profound?" The thought flashed through Chu Mu's mind, but it was immediately rejected.
All along, he had been using the Ninth Revolution Sword Intent and Profound as one of his trump cards. Unless it was a life or death battle, he would not use it easily. Moreover, Chu Mu was more proficient in battle techniques, and not in crushing his opponent with absolute strength.
Limiting his Sword Intent and Profound to the peak of the Eighth Revolution Sword Intent and Profound to defeat a strong opponent with this level of strength, he would be able to achieve greater results and improve himself better.
Xiao Ling was also thinking. Even with his cultivation, he could not use a Fourth Grade Sword Art too many times.
Fight!
Imperial Sword Art, Startling Rainbow. The speed of the two was so fast that it was beyond the eyes of the spectators, and they instantly collided.
At the moment of collision, their Divine Wills locked onto each other, and the close combat sword skills were executed. The collision resulted in an explosion of power.
An intense battle began once again.
Seizing the opportunity, Xiao Ling executed another Fourth Grade Sword Art. An intense ice storm seemed to come from the nine heavens.
"The third move!" Zhong Muchen was shocked.
As expected, Xiao Ling had comprehended the third Fourth Grade Sword Art.
Holding the sword in front of him with both hands, his aura became one, as if he had turned into a mountain. Fourth Grade Defensive Sword Art: Immovable Mountain!
No matter how the ice storm blew, Chu Mu remained unmoved, as if he was not affected at all. When the ice storm's power was exhausted, Chu Mu was not shaken at all. Under the protection of the Immovable Mountain, the cold air surrounding him did not affect Chu Mu at all.
"Imperial Sword Art!" With a low shout, Xiao Ling threw the sword in his hand into the air and formed a sword finger with one hand, quickly waving it in front of him. On the sword finger, sword intent and Sword Energy condensed. When the finger touched the falling sword, a melodious sound was heard, as if the sword had been given life.
Different colored lights flashed on the sword, and the sword flew up, turning into a ray of light and shooting towards Chu Mu.
The Imperial Sword Art could not only be used to increase one's speed, but it could also be used to attack from a distance.
In the blink of an eye, the sword arrived in front of Chu Mu and stabbed down. Sword intent, Sword Energy, and Profound were condensed into the sword, making the sword's power extremely sharp.
Shifting his feet and dodging the sword, Xiao Ling's expression was cold. His right hand's fingers were like a sword as he raised and chopped down, controlling the sword from afar. The sword that was stabbing the air was quickly raised and then chopped down heavily, trying to cut Chu Mu in half.
His fingers moved as if they were flying, and Sword Light danced in the air. Sword after sword, it was as if there was an invisible person holding the sword, performing a strange yet sharp sword art, attacking Chu Mu crazily from every angle. Chu Mu could only wave his sword to block, unable to dodge or escape.
Fast! Xiao Ling's sword under the Imperial Sword Art was twice as fast as when he was holding it with his hand.
Chu Mu increased the speed of his sword again and again, and gradually, he felt like he was going to break through the limit of his sword speed.
The Imperial Sword Art consumed more of his Divine Sense, but Xiao Ling's Divine Sense was not weak, so it would not be used up in a short period of time.
Sword after sword, Chu Mu blocked all of the Imperial Sword Art's swords. He was looking for an opportunity to get rid of the Imperial Sword Art's attacks and counterattack.
His mind was working at high speed, trying to find a way out.
After blocking the Imperial Sword Art's swords, Chu Mu turned his head to look at Xiao Ling in the distance. The Sword of Divine Sense in his spiritual world suddenly fluctuated, and a light flashed. Two Sword of Divine Sense phantoms instantly separated from the Sword of Divine Sense and started to move around in the spiritual world. After one round, their speed increased, and after nine rounds, their speed reached its peak.
It seemed slow, but in reality, it was extremely fast. Chu Mu's pupils instantly turned into the shape of a sword, and two Sword of Divine Sense phantoms shot out from his eyes. In a fraction of a second, the phantoms pierced through the void and shot towards Xiao Ling without any obstruction.
Xiao Ling was caught off guard and was hit by the Sword of Divine Sense phantoms. They shot into his spiritual world and went straight for the Sword Soul.
Xiao Ling was shocked. He quickly mobilized his Divine Sense and combined it with his Sword Will to form a phantoms sword, and defeated the Sword of Divine Sense phantoms.
Xiao Ling was not Chu Mu, and he did not know how to multitask. Once he was distracted by the Sword of Divine Sense phantoms that shot into his spiritual world, his control of the swords would be reduced to the lowest level, and the Imperial Sword Art would be defeated on its own.
Seizing the opportunity, Xiao Ling struck out with Wind Slash and knocked Xiao Ling's sword away. Xiao Ling landed in the distance, and with his Sword Art, Startling Rainbow, he appeared in front of Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling had also defeated the Sword of Divine Sense phantoms. He reacted and used the Imperial Sword Art to control his sword to turn around and stab towards Chu Mu's back.
However, he had already lost the initiative and was one step too slow. Chu Mu appeared in front of Xiao Ling and exploded like a cloud of smoke. He flew past Xiao Ling and slashed with the Sword of No Return.
The Sword of No Return was astonishingly sharp, and this slash was made with the close combat Sword Technique, Wind Slash.
At the same time, Xiao Ling's sword stabbed towards the spot where Chu Mu's body had exploded, but it hit nothing.
With the sword floating in front of him, Xiao Ling stood there in a daze. A trace of disbelief flashed across his cold face.
The protective energy on his body had been destroyed by Chu Mu's slash. This was enough to prove that Chu Mu's slash could threaten his life.
Below the Hundred Battles Stage, there was complete silence. Everyone's eyes were wide open, and their mouths were wide open. Their brains were rusty, and they could not react in time.
Chu Mu did not say anything, and the Sword of No Return returned to its sheath. Xiao Ling did not say anything, and under his control, the sword automatically returned to its sheath. He took out ten thousand high-grade Origin Crystals and one hundred Fairy Points, and handed them to Chu Mu. Then, he leaped up and turned into a Sword Light, instantly rushing towards the entrance of the Hundred Battles Tower from the Hundred Battles Stage, and disappeared.
"How did the chief disciple …" Tao Shixiong muttered in a daze.
"He won …" Zhong Muchen also muttered.
"Our chief disciple won …" The Sky Soaring Academy's disciples also muttered. Shortly after, they shouted, "Our chief disciple won … We won …"
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