Chapter 139
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"Not bad. Ancient Jade Eight Kill — Human Kill!"
Jian Wuchen shouted. A terrifying murderous aura filled the air, accompanied by a terrifying sword light.
The sword light struck Bu Xingkai's poison dragon.
Boom!
The powerful force blasted a huge pit on the ground. If it weren't for some silver-ranked disciples and elders, the tables and chairs nearby would have been smashed into pieces.
Clang!
With a loud vibration, Bu Xingkai's spear flew out of his hand and pierced into a rockery in the distance. Bu Xingkai's body trembled violently as he retreated more than 20 steps. Before he could stabilize himself, a silver-level disciple of the White Tiger Hall moved and appeared behind Bu Xingkai, blocking his retreat.
Puff!
Bu Xingkai's expression changed drastically. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his hand trembled.
Everyone saw that the sleeve on his right hand was tattered and his arm was covered with bloody scars. Those bloody scars were like small swords.
"What a domineering sword technique. What a domineering strength."
Everyone sucked in a cold breath.
"Zhang Muyun, don't let these small fries do it. It's a waste of my time. You do it yourself! Let me see your strength. "
Jian Wuchen looked at Zhang Muyun.
Everyone turned to look at Zhang Muyun.
Now, they could only rely on Zhang Muyun. Lu Ming, who was ranked first, wasn't here.
"Good. I've long heard that the Qilin Hall only recruits peerless geniuses, and most of them have special bloodlines. Now that I've seen it for myself, the rumors are true. In the past, I wanted to ask the disciples of the Qilin Hall for guidance, but I couldn't.
Zhang Muyun stepped forward, his eyes flashing like lightning.
"Brother Muyun, be careful!"
Zhuo Yirong said worriedly.
"Don't worry!"
Zhang Muyun smiled and walked over to Jian Wuchen.
"Zhang Muyun, make your move. Let's see if you're qualified to make me draw my sword."
Jian Wuchen said indifferently. He was extremely confident.
"Arrogant! How can you not draw your sword when facing Zhang Muyun?"
"How can Zhang Muyun's strength be compared to others?"
Some disciples on the Bronze List whispered. They looked at Zhang Muyun with hope in their eyes.
The only one who could save the honor of the Bronze List was Zhang Muyun.
Zhang Muyun smiled, not minding it. But in the next moment, a sharp, domineering, and indestructible aura erupted from Zhang Muyun's body.
Jian Wu Chen's complexion changed for the first time. He muttered in disbelief, "This is … 'Force', the Force of Metal!"
Behind them, the expressions of the young man holding the saber and the muscular young man also changed.
"How is that possible? A mere trash from the Four Great Academies is actually able to comprehend 'Force' at the Martial Master Realm? Damn it, how is this possible? "
The young man holding the saber shouted in disbelief.
As someone with a special bloodline, he hadn't been able to comprehend 'force' even though he was high and mighty. Yet, a piece of trash with an ordinary bloodline was able to comprehend 'force'. He found it hard to accept.
"Hmph, so what if you have a special bloodline? There are also peerless geniuses with ordinary bloodlines. There are even people who can awaken the bloodline of ancient divine beasts, which far surpasses special bloodlines. What's there to be arrogant about?"
A genius on the Bronze List said.
Seeing the horrified expressions of the few people from the Qilin Courtyard, the spectators in the surroundings felt refreshed.
He finally had a chance to refute.
The young man holding the saber and the muscular young man had gloomy expressions.
"Hmph, do you think you're a match for Senior Brother Jian just because you've comprehended 'force'? How naive. "
The young man holding the saber snorted coldly.
Jian Wu Chen's complexion changed slightly before he recovered. He regained his confidence and said, "Zhang Muyun, you've indeed exceeded my expectations. You have the qualifications to make me draw my sword, and you also have the qualifications to know my name. Remember, my name is Jian Wu Chen. I'm someone you'll never be able to surpass in your lifetime."
Bang!
As soon as Jian Wuchen finished speaking, a sharp and all-conquering aura erupted from his body.
Force, the Force of Metal!
Jian Wu Chen had actually comprehended the Force of Metal as well.
"He … he actually comprehended the Force of Metal as well? How is that possible? "
"Could it be that the Qilin Courtyard is so strong?"
During the Four Great Academies Tournament, Lu Ming and Zhang Muyun had both displayed 'Force' and shocked the Four Great Academies. Both of them were known as geniuses that only appeared once every few years in the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.
But now, a random young man from the Qilin Courtyard had actually comprehended 'Force' as well. It was truly a blow to their confidence.
"I know, he must have a special sword bloodline. I heard that special bloodlines have all sorts of miraculous abilities. Some people can comprehend 'Force' faster through their bloodline."
A silver robed elder spoke.
Everyone's heart shook. A special bloodline is actually so miraculous?
Clang!
Their 'Forces' collided in the air and actually emitted the sound of metal clashing. There were even sparks that flew out.
Clang! Clang!
Two sword cries resounded. Both of them drew their swords at almost the same time. Two resplendent sword qi shot into the sky and an icy cold sword qi filled the entire Sworddance Courtyard.
Two figures transformed into two sword lights and pounced at each other.
Clang!
A rumble resounded as sword qi wantonly erupted. The ground was swept by the sword qi, leaving behind dense sword marks.
Swoosh!
Swoosh! Figures flashed and several silver robed elders appeared in front of them. An invisible force spread out and blocked the dense sword qi.
"Four Seasons Sword Technique, Bleak Autumn Wind!"
"Ancient Jade Eight Kills, Heavenly Kill!"
Two sword lights filled with destructive power met in the air. The two sword qi converged into one and soared into the sky.
Bang!
A large area of the ground beneath their feet was struck by the sword qi and sank deeply.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Following that, it was an intense confrontation. The two people unfolded a fierce battle.
Everyone stared intently at the sky.
"Zhang Muyun, you have to win."
Everyone was looking forward to Zhang Muyun's comeback.
"Not good, Zhang Muyun has already unleashed his bloodline, but Jian Wuchen hasn't."
Suddenly, a low and deep voice was heard.
Everyone was shocked. Zhang Muyun had already unleashed his bloodline and displayed his full strength, but Jian Wuchen had yet to unleash his bloodline.
Without unleashing his bloodline, Jian Wuchen was actually able to tie with Zhang Muyun. The feeling that Jian Wuchen gave people was simply unfathomable.
No one knew how much strength he had used.
"Jian Wuchen's cultivation method is definitely not a Yellow Rank cultivation method. It should be a Black Rank cultivation method. The True Qi cultivated by a Black Rank cultivation method is more vigorous and condensed than a Yellow Rank cultivation method."
A silver robed elder explained to everyone.
"Moreover, his True Qi contains an extremely strong sword aura. It's like a sword. It should be an advantage of his bloodline."
Another silver-robed Elder explained.
Everyone suddenly understood. No wonder Jian Wuchen was so strong. His True Qi was stronger than Zhang Muyun's.
Then, their hearts turned cold. How could Jian Wuchen be so strong?
Was the reputation of the Bronze List and the Four Great Academies destined to be ruined today?
"It's over. Ancient Jade Eight Kills, Heavenly Kill!"
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