"You're not bragging, are you? There's no proof. I don't believe that Lu Shaoyou couldn't receive ten sword strikes from him." The first reaction of the genius who spoke was disbelief, thinking that the other side was exaggerating the truth. For example, after exchanging ten moves, one side felt that his sword art was slightly inferior and directly admitted defeat. This kind of situation was not unheard of. If it were a life and death battle, exchanging hundreds of moves wouldn't be a problem, but being unable to receive ten sword strikes was a completely different concept.
"Bragging! Ask the people of the Western Regions and see if they've heard of the name West Ocean Sword Master Liu Wujian."
The multicolor-robed woman snorted.
West Ocean Sword Master was not called West Ocean Sword Master. Its actual meaning was the Sword Master of the West Ocean. If he left the continent, Ye Chen could also be called the continent's Sword Master. After all, Ye Chen's title was obtained on True Spirit Continent. Only on the continent would he be recognized, and vice versa.
Clearly, everyone understood the meaning of West Ocean Sword Master's words. Each and every one of them sucked in a breath of cold air. What was going on? Usually, the four shallow oceans and True Spirit Continent didn't have the title of Sword Master. Who would've thought that after Ye Chen, another Liu Wujian would appear? One was the continent's Sword Master, and the other was West Ocean Sword Master.
"So he's also a Sword Master. No wonder he's not convinced of Ye Chen."
Everyone suddenly understood.
"West Ocean Sword Master, Ye Chen, you've got an opponent now." Hai Wuya said to Ye Chen with a smile.
"What's so great about West Ocean Sword Master? Our continent is the orthodox." A disciple of Mysterious Sect, who worshipped Ye Chen the most, said in a low voice.
"Junior brother Wang, don't gossip."
Although Yan Fengfeng said so, a smile appeared on her face.
"Yes, senior sister. I won't say it, but everyone understands."
The disciple chuckled.
Ye Chen smiled faintly and said, "Having an opponent is a good thing. I'm just afraid that I won't be able to find an opponent even if I search the entire world."
Although Ye Chen was not a Life and Death King yet, he had already reached a realm where it would be hard to find a worthy opponent in the Sea of Souls Realm. Liu Wujian's appearance did not make him unhappy, but instead comforted him. Outside the continent, there were four shallow oceans, and beyond that, there was still the endless ocean. The number of experts in the world was like the carps in the river. He did not need to worry about not being able to find an opponent.
Murong Qingcheng knew Ye Chen better than anyone else. She knew that he was a genius swordsman who desired to fight wholeheartedly. She couldn't help but feel proud. This was her man. Under the table, a soft and delicate hand held Ye Chen's palm.
The geniuses who had questioned the woman in the colorful dress and the other two were stunned speechless. Their opponents were not nameless figures; they were the masters of the West Ocean Sword Sect, and their status was equal to that of Ye Chen. In that case, it was possible that Lu Shaoyou could not withstand ten sword attacks from them. At least, there was a slight possibility.
"What's wrong? Not speaking?"
The multicolor-robed woman revealed a mocking expression.
"Humph!"
The genius sat back down.
Looking at Ye Chen's position, the multicolor-robed woman slightly raised her head and arrogantly said, "The title of Sword Sect is not something anyone can bear. If you're smart enough, you'd better give up the title of Sword Sect, lest you humiliate yourself."
"Nalan, since he can be called Sword Sect, he certainly has some skill. At the very least, he's much stronger than Lu Shaoyou. You don't need to belittle him."
The slender fingers of Liu Wujian didn't raise his head from start to finish, as if nobody could pique his interest.
"Brother Liu, I'm a straightforward person, and I say whatever I want to say. However, I don't think I'm wrong. Brother Gu, don't you agree?"
The multicolor-robed woman asked the majestic youth.
"Yes."
The majestic youth nodded.
Murong Qingcheng was well aware that Ye Chen would either not retaliate, or once he did, it would be a thunderous blow. It was obvious that the multicolor-robed woman couldn't arouse his anger. After all, she could shut one person's mouth, but she couldn't shut the mouths of all the people in the world. If he became very angry when everyone said a few words about him, then his state of mind would be too poor, and he wouldn't be able to endure it. However, she was Ye Chen's woman, and the multicolor-robed woman was also a woman. Women naturally had to be dealt with by women. She couldn't tolerate a woman speaking ill of her man, so she immediately said mockingly, "Strength isn't determined by words. No matter how extravagant your words are, it's just a fantasy."
"Who are you?"
The multicolor-robed woman raised her eyebrows, and her tone was unfriendly.
"I'm his girlfriend. What's your relationship with the West Ocean Sword Sect?"
Murong Qingcheng countered with a question.
"I'm …"
The multicolor-robed woman spoke for a long time, but she didn't continue. It was true that she admired Liu Wujian, but she didn't dare to say that she was Liu Wujian's girlfriend. Once she did, it would undoubtedly make him feel disgusted. After all, there were still a few people who were close to Liu Wujian.
"You're courting death."
The multicolor-robed woman's face flushed, and she raised her arm. A red Zhen Yuan whip condensed, and she lashed out at Murong Qingcheng, who was several dozen meters away.
"Break!"
Murong Qingcheng's finger was dyed black as she pointed at the tip of the Zhen Yuan whip.
Puff!
The Zhen Yuan whip exploded inch by inch, setting off a storm in the restaurant. It rushed out through the window like a beam of light leaking out.
"You've got some skill. Take my Bloodthirsty Triple Kill!"
The complexion of the multicolor-robed woman changed, and her expression turned grave. She made a grabbing motion in the air, and the red Zhen Yuan turned into a three-headed scarlet python. This Zhen Yuan python was extremely strange. Its body was very short, but the neck connecting the three heads was very long, even longer than its body. It could instantly attack three distant targets. The three-headed scarlet python flicked its tongue and pounced toward Murong Qingcheng with a fiery intent.
"Darkness Sky Curtain!"
Murong Qingcheng's right hand drew a half circle in the void before her. Immediately, a layer of black barrier enveloped the area. As the black barrier formed, Yan Fengfeng and Hai Wuya were astonished to discover that they seemed to have been isolated from the outside world.
"What a powerful profound!"
Hai Wuya originally thought that although Murong Qingcheng's strength was high, it couldn't be that high. But now, he discovered that he didn't even have the confidence to defeat Murong Qingcheng. He bitterly smiled. Ye Chen was powerful, but his woman was also this powerful. How could he live?
Only Ye Chen knew that Murong Qingcheng's strength was not limited to just this. Not to mention Hai Wuya, even Yan Fengfeng might not be able to defeat Murong Qingcheng. With the perfect demonic vessels and demonic power, she was almost equivalent to a human Demons. One could well imagine her battle strength.
Pop Pop Pop Pop …
The three-headed python's attack landed on the black barrier, but it didn't cause a huge explosion. It only produced a slight explosion, as if the energy was absorbed by the barrier.
"Impossible!"
The multicolor-robed woman didn't expect Murong Qingcheng's strength to be this high.
"You take my move as well."
After dispersing the Darkness Sky Curtain, Murong Qingcheng once again pointed at the opponent. This time, it was the Demonic Finger. Even without the wings, it still had fifty to sixty percent of its might.
"Fire Crystal Shield!"
The multicolor-robed woman hurriedly raised both her hands in the void, condensing a red crystal-like Zhen Yuan shield. The shield's surface was covered in complicated patterns, and one red light after another flowed out.
Peng!
Unfortunately, Murong Qingcheng's Demonic Finger was a pure offensive martial skill without a trace of impurities. It easily broke through the Fire Crystal Shield and was about to injure the multicolor-robed woman.
"Break!"
Right at this moment, Liu Wujian, who had remained calm and collected, made his move. Without even looking, he raised his left hand's sword fingers and shot out a white-colored sword Qi, cutting apart the Demonic Finger's power.
"Go!"
The white sword Qi was like a fish swimming in the water. It made a turn in the air and suddenly increased its speed, shooting toward Murong Qingcheng's location. He wasn't targeting Murong Qingcheng, but Ye Chen. If Ye Chen couldn't even take this move of his, then the title of Sword Master would be in vain, not worthy of his attention.
The white sword Qi was as fast as lightning. Murong Qingcheng might be able to block it if she used her full strength. However, this was a restaurant, and everyone would hold back when fighting. If she couldn't control her power and destroyed the restaurant, then it would be equivalent to losing. Therefore, she didn't make a move, as she knew that Ye Chen was about to make his move.
Similarly, the sword Qi shot out by Ye Chen was thinner and sharper than the white sword Qi. Like a paper knife, it followed the white sword Qi's outline and cut it in half. The remaining power of the sword Qi didn't dissipate and continued to counterattack.
"Good move."
Liu Wujian, who was known as the West Ocean Sword Master, had a gleam in his eyes. He reached out and pinched Ye Chen's sword Qi. The sword Qi was still struggling like a slippery eel, but as Liu Wujian exerted a little force, the sword Qi dissipated with a puff.
"As expected of the continent's Sword Master. You are qualified to be my opponent. However, just this bit of strength is only enough to pique my interest. We will meet again in the future. At that time, it won't be too late to fight."
Liu Wujian stood up and said to the multicolor-robed woman and the majestic youth, "Let's go!"
"Humph, count yourself lucky."
The multicolor-robed woman glared at Murong Qingcheng.
When the three of them walked to the staircase, one of the geniuses couldn't help but say, "Why don't we fight now? Could it be that you're afraid and think that your current strength isn't enough? "
Liu Wujian said indifferently, "I will represent my master to meet Sky Sword Master. When I defeat him, there will be plenty of opportunities. At that time, you can come and watch the battle. The location will be at your so-called Nine Dragon Lake! That place is quite interesting. "
"Meet Sky Sword Master?"
The person who spoke was dumbstruck. This was a legendary sword artist of the older generation. Although he wasn't a Sword Master, many people believed that he had the strength of a Sword Master.
"When you see Sky Sword Master, send my regards. The battle a year ago made me very happy." Ye Chen's voice was transmitted.
"Send my regards?"
Liu Wujian's eyes narrowed. He didn't know Sky Sword Master's strength, but his master had once been defeated by him. Now, he had surpassed his master, and had long since surpassed his master. Therefore, he had come to defeat Sky Sword Master in his master's stead. From Ye Chen's tone, he had clearly fought with Sky Sword Master. As for who won and who lost, the answer was already clear.
"Interesting!"
Liu Wujian smiled and walked down the stairs.
All of a sudden, a voice resounded, "September eighteenth, Nine Dragon Lake. Let me see what geniuses of True Spirit Continent are there!"
The eighteenth of September was the date of the previous Nine Dragon Lake battles. Liu Wujian's intention was very clear. He wanted to defeat the numerous geniuses of True Spirit Continent in this meaningful place and spread the prestige of West Ocean Sword Sect. Wherever he went, there was no one who didn't submit.
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