Returning the two swords to their sheaths, Ye Chen slowly raised his head and looked at Mo Xiang, who was not far away.
Mo Xiang's strength was actually very powerful, having long surpassed the boundary of Astral Reaching paragons. In other words, even if an extreme Astral Reaching expert were equipped with an upper grade artifact, they would still not be his opponent. This was because Mo Xiang was no longer at the Astral Reaching realm. Beyond this realm, he could barely contend against the weakest Sea of Soul realm experts. Naturally, he was not someone an Astral Reaching paragons could compare with.
Unfortunately, Ye Chen was even more powerful than his opponent. Back on Blue Mountain Island, his battle power was already twice that of an Astral Reaching paragons. After that, he had been progressing with every passing second. Not only in terms of basic strength, but also in techniques and sword dao cultivation base.
With the three great sword wills gathered in one body, how could he not progress? Staying where he was would be a disgrace.
"Dual Sword King is the king of dual sword style. His slaughter will targets any living thing. Only he can bring out the dual sword style to its peak. Right now, I am merely at the tip of the iceberg."
Ye Chen was very clear that he was able to use dual swords, but it was only the basics. Of course, even if it was just the basics, it was still not something that normal people could learn. Normal people would never be able to multitask, or even multitask. Besides that, in order to use dual swords, one's soul would have to be more powerful than others. Otherwise, in the long run, it would be very easy to develop schizophrenia.
The road I have to walk is still very long!
Ye Chen could not help but sigh.
Nobody knew why Ye Chen sighed, but under the gentle breeze, Ye Chen, who was dressed in blue robes and had a handsome and elegant appearance, gave people a feeling of being alone and admiring himself. Some of the arrogant beauties were mesmerized.
"Dual sword style is indeed the top battle technique. I accept my loss wholeheartedly." Adjusting his Qi and blood, Mo Xiang cupped his fists towards Ye Chen with a pale face.
Ye Chen nodded and said nothing.
After Mo Xiang left the stage, Ye Chen followed him. Today was the second day of the tea gathering. In the first two days, the three true dragon level experts would not fight each other. Tomorrow would be the climax of the tea gathering. As for Rakshasa's Daughter challenging Thunder Princess Jing Aoxuan, it was already against the rules. Jing Aoxuan could reject it until tomorrow.
Next, the injured Quasi True Dragon Rank experts focused on healing their wounds and trying to recover to their peak condition. The ones who went out to spar were the young elites of the first and second level.
It was undeniable that the Thunder Region being called the strongest region in the southern sector was not without reason. Although they did not have as many top warriors as the South Rudra Region, which only had three, their core strength could be said to be frightening. It was ten times more than the South Rudra Region, and several times more than the other regions. Floating Light Region and Gold Sand Region were a bit weaker than the Thunder Region, but they were still powerful. Any random young elite from them would be an expert.
Tuo Baku shook his head, "If South Rudra Region wants to get rid of its outer appearance as a weak region, it will not be enough with just us. We can guarantee our position for the next few rounds, but after that, we will not participate anymore."
Ye Chen said, "The requirements for the tea gathering are too high. Otherwise, it would be better to bring more people."
"You're right. Let them see the gap between them and the outside world. Only then will they disregard everything and work hard, racing against time."
Everything required fighting spirit. If one did not interact with the outside world for a long time, his fighting spirit would disappear, and he would not be able to maintain his peak condition. As a result, his progress would naturally slow down. There were many geniuses in the world, but how many of them were stuck in one place and ended up being mediocre for the rest of their lives?
The two would talk occasionally, but most of the time, they would be watching the battles.
Although the low level battles were not that interesting, once one calmed down, they would be able to see their own shortcomings from the others. For example, Ye Chen had watched dozens of young warriors who had mastered the wood mentality battle, so he was able to comprehend the ninth movement of the Green Lotus Sword Art. If he were to try to comprehend it by himself, it would take him at least ten times more time. This was the importance of learning from others, and also the other meaning of the tea gathering.
The sun went down, and the night arrived. When the darkness disappeared, it was already the morning of the second day.
"South Rudra Region's Sikong Sheng would like to learn from Edict Prince Li Xiaoyun!"
When the first beam of sunlight shone down from the sky, a voice that was not loud shocked everyone. Everyone looked towards the source of the voice.
It was Sikong Sheng!
"Sikong Sheng wants to challenge the Edict Prince?"
"The Edict Prince is the number one warrior of the Floating Light Region, and Lu Hun is the number two. Sikong Sheng had just lost to Lu Hun yesterday, so how could he beat the Edict Prince?"
"You can't say it like that. The Edict Prince was indeed the number one warrior of the Floating Light Region two years ago. But, the Edict Prince from two years ago was not much different from the current dragon level warriors. Who knows if he has made any progress, or if his progress was not as big as expected?"
"It is not impossible, but it is very small!"
While everyone was discussing, the black-robed Sikong Sheng flew out and stood in the center of the stage, a threatening cold light flickering in his eyes.
Edict Prince Li Xiaoyun was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect that the first one to challenge him would be Sikong Sheng. He thought that in this tea gathering, it would still be Jing Aoxuan or Astral Spirit son who would spar with him.
You Xin, who was standing on the side, said, "Let me deal with him."
Li Xiaoyun smiled lightly, "No need. It seems like they are doubting my strength, thinking that I have not made much progress in the past two years."
After finishing his words, he patted You Xin's soft little hand, stood up, and walked towards the spacious stage.
Li Xiaoyun's clothes were just like his name, full of a mysterious aura. The elegant Seven Star robe made him look even more carefree.
Shoo!
Approaching the center of the stage, a bright silver iron fan appeared in Li Xiaoyun's hand, and a wave of great weapon vibration spread out.
Ye Chen thought to himself, 'There are not many people who use a fan as a weapon, and fan-type weapons are even rarer. But, it is because of this that it is so hard to deal with.'
Boom!
Waiting until Li Xiaoyun was a hundred meters away from him, Sikong Sheng made his move. It was an extremely horrifying low rank profound sense martial art – Earth Core Sinking. As the Earth Core Sinking was performed, an endless gravitational force landed on Li Xiaoyun's body, forcing him to be unable to move. Of course, Li Xiaoyun did not plan to move at all.
"Dragon Fan Dance!"
Facing Sikong Sheng's ace attack, Li Xiaoyun rubbed his thumb, and the bright silver iron fan opened up like a peacock opening its tail. He then waved it towards the right, drawing a bright silver trail in the air.
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
This fan seemed to have gathered all the wind yuan qi in the world, and a dragon-like tornado appeared out of nowhere, attacking towards Sikong Sheng.
Sikong Sheng's pupils shrank. He did not care about normal tornadoes, but the one Li Xiaoyun had thrown out was extraordinarily powerful. It could easily shatter mountains, and that dragon-like 'body' was shining with a crystal light, which was an extremely condensed phenomenon.
The fist power landed on the tornado, and thirty percent of its power was immediately canceled out by the tornado's rotating power. The remaining seventy percent could not stop the tornado at all.
Boom! Boom!
Since one punch was not enough, Sikong Sheng threw out two more punches, and the tornado disappeared right away.
"Pear Flower Dance!"
Li Xiaoyun had a smile on his face as he walked over step by step. He waved the iron fan in his hand slightly, and a pear flower shaped tornado shot towards Sikong Sheng.
Sikong Sheng crossed both of his arms and was blown away.
"Scythe Blade Dance!"
Another two scythe-like wind blades were thrown out. If it were released by normal people, it would be very easy for them to dodge. However, it was performed by Li Xiaoyun, and it was just that magical. Sikong Sheng had only dodged the first one, but was blown away by the second one, with blood dripping down from the corner of his mouth.
"Too powerful! They are not even at the same level. Who said that the Edict Prince did not improve enough? In my opinion, even the Jing princess would not be his opponent."
"I did not expect the Edict Prince to be this powerful. Sikong Sheng, who was at the quasi true dragon level, did not even have the power to fight back, and the Edict Prince did not even get serious."
"At first, I thought that the three true dragon level experts were only a bit stronger than the quasi true dragon level experts. But now, it seems like they are not just a bit stronger, but a whole level stronger."
Everyone was shocked by the Edict Prince's power, including the people of South Rudra Region. Tuo Baku smacked his lips, his face dumbfounded. How was this a spar? One was blown away even after going all out, while the other was playing it down with a smile on his face. However, the might he had displayed while playing it down was shocking.
This was the Edict Prince's strength. Before the Thunder Princess became famous, he was the number one expert of the Southern Rudra Region. Even now, a lot of people believed that the Edict Prince was still the number one expert, and the Thunder Princess and Astral Spirit son were slightly inferior. Of course, whether it was true or not would have to be observed. Who knew how much of the Thunder Princess's strength had been used? As for the Astral Spirit son, he had not made a single move from the beginning to the end.
"He is indeed very powerful!" Ye Chen had never felt threatened by anyone of the same generation, not even when he was facing Sikong Sheng in the Hidden Dragon Rank competition. However, at this moment, he felt the terror of the Edict Prince. He was clear that he had no choice but to go all out.
Just when everyone thought that Sikong Sheng was about to lose the spar, an evil Qi suddenly erupted from his body. A berserk martial will erupted, covering the entire Pointer River Stage and the majority of the Beautiful Garden. This martial will was not an ordinary one.
It was an evil martial will!
"This is the ace I left behind. Now, I will use it on you. Let's see how you can endure it."
Sikong Sheng punched toward Li Xiaoyun, his evil intent wreaking havoc.
"Evil martial will … Not bad, but its level is too low. Wait until you condense a true evil soul, then perhaps you will be able to fight against me. But not now."
Li Xiaoyun shook his head. The iron fan in his hand spun and shook.
"Fan Dance, Seven Star Kill!"
Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!
Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!
Seven cold stars appeared around Sikong Sheng's body. The seven cold stars were connected to each other, looking like the Big Dipper Seven Stars, shining brightly.
Puchi!
Puchi! Puking out a huge amount of blood, the evil intent on Sikong Sheng's body froze for a second before he was blown backward.
Li Xiaoyun had won!
All the people who were watching the battle in the pavilion were shocked.
Sikong Sheng had used his most powerful ace, the ace he would rather lose to Lu Hun than expose – the evil martial will. He thought that it would be enough to fight against the Edict Prince, but it was still not enough. The Edict Prince only needed to get slightly serious to defeat him easily.
In everyone's eyes, the Edict Prince, Li Xiaoyun, seemed to be standing on top of a mountain, looking down at the world. He waved the iron fan in his hand, waving it in the sky.
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