"Hu!
Hu! "Under the influence of Liu Xiaoyun's state of ice, the entire Wind Cloud Platform was covered in frost. The cold was bone-chilling. A cold wind blew everywhere like knives.
The horrifying chill made several of the cultivators in the spectator stands feel it even from a distance. Clearly, Liu Xiaoyun's comprehension of the state of ice had already reached a level that his peers could only look up to.
Across Liu Xiaoyun, Chu Chaoyun held a one-meter-long sword. The sword gave off a dazzling golden light. His entire body gave off a faint golden glow, expelling the boundless chill without holding back.
The crowd could clearly see strands of white fog drifting around Chu Chaoyun, reflecting a seven-colored light. That was the state of ice trying to penetrate into him.
However, the strong state of light blocked it, not having any effect.
Chu Chaoyun casually sent out a sword flower. As the golden light scattered, it shot out in all directions, dazzling everyone. Unknowingly, the state of ice weakened significantly.
"Since you are not attacking, then I will."
Before everyone's astonished gazes, Xiao Chen faced Liu Xiaoyun, who was ranked in the top ten of the previous Five Nation Youth Competition, a rare genius of the Drifting Snow Sword Sect.
The newcomer, Chu Chaoyun, gave up on defending and directly charged forward, charging over with a dazzling sword light.
Liu Xiaoyun said coldly, "Ignorant! Do you really think that I cannot do anything to you? Since you are seeking death, I will grant you your wish."
Liu Xiaoyun was not boasting. This was because he did not care about anyone in his group. In his eyes, aside from Xuanyuan Zhantian, no one was worthy of him going all out.
Before Liu Xiaoyun met Xuanyuan Zhantian, he had to preserve some of his strength. Otherwise, when he faced Xuanyuan Zhantian or the scions of the eight Noble Clans, he would not have any trump cards left.
He, Liu Xiaoyun, did not just set his sights on the top ten!
Liu Xiaoyun shouted ferociously and raised his strength to sixty percent. His aura instantly soared by ten percent. As the cold wind blew, snowflakes drifted down from the sky.
Pushing off the air with the tip of his foot, he gathered the surrounding cold Qi onto the tip of his sword. The sword turned transparent, looking like it was carved out of thousand-year-old ice.
Chu Chaoyun's body gave off a bright light. His clothes and accessories were golden, and his hair contained a golden light that fluttered in the air.
Bang!
The dazzling golden longsword and the frost-covered longsword carried two completely different concepts. In the blink of an eye, they collided violently in the air.
The two of them displayed their exquisite swordsmanship and quickly exchanged blows in mid-air. In the span of a few breaths, each of them had unleashed dozens of sword strikes.
A cold wind blew, and a dazzling light shone. Two strands of sword Qi, one white and one yellow, flew everywhere.
The Sword Qi was so condensed that it was shocking. Each strand of Sword Qi seemed to be material. From afar, it seemed as if it had sliced space into countless pieces.
Separated by the Wind Cloud Barrier, everyone could only see two figures clashing in a blurry space. The sound of metal clashing resounded without end.
"This is a competition of Sword Techniques, sword intent, and states. Unexpectedly, the two of them are able to take care of so many important points with every move."
"Indeed. As long as one is slightly weaker than the other party, they will immediately lose."
"Sword Techniques, sword intent, and states. Only by taking care of all three can one become a true expert of the Sword Dao. However, based on Liu Xiaoyun's appearance, it seems like he has not used his full power yet. He probably wants to keep some trump cards to deal with Xuanyuan Zhantian. "
The cultivators watching discussed the fight on the Wind Cloud Platform in soft voices. Several swordsmen did not even blink. A battle between two geniuses of the Sword Dao was a rare sight. If one could comprehend something from it, it would definitely be beneficial to their Sword Dao.
The two of them clashed. Cold ice and boundless light exploded. When the ice refracted the golden light, it turned into a seven-colored light: scarlet, orange, yellow, green, azure, blue, and purple.
The Wind Cloud Platform was filled with many colors, like a paradise in the mortal world. Under the seven-colored light, Liu Xiaoyun and Chu Chaoyun looked like immortals flying down from the heavens.
The seven-colored shockwave from the explosion forced the two of them back a few steps. Liu Xiaoyun forcefully stopped his retreat and stopped before Chu Chaoyun.
"Rage of a Thousand Soldiers!"
Seizing the initiative, Liu Xiaoyun did not hesitate to execute his killing move. His sword danced around, and suddenly, furious roars resounded.
It was like thousands of emotionless swordsmen roared in unison, forming a boundless aura behind Liu Xiaoyun. His sword drew on this aura, and an overwhelming sword intent surged towards Liu Xiaoyun.
The cold wind did not howl, and the snowflakes did not dance. There was only this unparalleled sword strike that carried the surging rage of thousands of swordsmen.
Even when Liu Xiaoyun saw his opponent execute his killing move, he did not forcefully stop his body. Instead, he drifted far away with the shock wave. Chu Chaoyun smiled faintly and gently released his right hand. His sword pointed at Liu Xiaoyun as it floated quietly in front of him.
Xiao Chen stretched his right hand upwards, and it seemed like he was touching something calm in the air. While it looked slow, it was actually extremely fast. "Ka! Ka!
Ka! "
As Xiao Chen's hand moved, golden sword images appeared in an orderly fashion. Every time a golden sword image appeared, an incomparably melodious sword hum resounded.
The sound was melodious and pleasing to the ear. A righteous Qi rushed into the clouds together with the moving sword sound, stirring up the thick dark clouds in the sky and causing them to churn endlessly.
When the circle formed by Xiao Chen's hand, a circle of sword images formed with the sword hovering before Chu Chaoyun's chest as the center instantly formed.
"Boom!"
"Ding! Ding! Dang! Dang!" The melodious sword hum merged together, and a strong righteous Qi tore through the clouds. A golden pillar of light descended from the sky, piercing through the Wind Cloud Barrier and encasing Chu Chaoyun.
Bathed in the golden light, Chu Chaoyun's aura instantly soared to its peak. The light was dazzling and eye-catching. It clashed intensely with Liu Xiaoyun's unparalleled aura in the air. Chu Chaoyun did not give way; he even seemed to have the upper hand.
"Pa!"
Chu Chaoyun smashed his palm on the sword hilt in the circle of swords. Strangely, the crowd saw the Wind Cloud Platform tremble a little.
A resplendent golden sword light shot towards Liu Xiaoyun, who was flying over, along with the force of this palm strike.
The golden light contained a vast righteous Qi. Liu Xiaoyun paled slightly. His overwhelming sword intent, formed by the roars of thousands of iron-faced swordsmen, actually showed a small opening before this golden light.
Without giving Liu Xiaoyun a chance to react or make up for it, the sword in the circle of swords shot over.
"Ka ca!
Ka ca! "The originally negligible opening quickly expanded under the might of this sword. The overwhelming sword intent finally shattered. Helpless, Liu Xiaoyun could only scatter the state and aura of this unparalleled sword. Then, he sheathed his sword and turned around to block the incoming sword.
"Dang!"
Liu Xiaoyun vomited a mouthful of blood. The force of this sword knocked him back and he fell heavily to the ground.
"Damn it! If sixty percent of my strength cannot deal with you, then seventy percent!"
Liu Xiaoyun, who was on the ground, roared ferociously in his heart. His aura increased by another ten percent. Then, he soared into the air and charged at Chu Chaoyun.
Bathed in the golden light, Chu Chaoyun smiled faintly as he looked at the incoming Liu Xiaoyun. He gently waved his hand, and the circle of light formed by the golden sword images opened. Dozens of golden swords of light sent out a sword storm. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! "
Amidst the boundless storm and the thousands of sword images, Liu Xiaoyun's sword danced around. He only managed to block for a moment before the storm covered him in wounds and knocked him back.
"If seventy percent of my strength is not enough, then eighty percent!"
At this moment, Liu Xiaoyun's expression was extremely unsightly. His originally elegant aura was gone.
Xiao Chen gently waved his right hand, and the sword in the air returned to his grasp. Grasping the sword in his hand tightly, Chu Chaoyun felt the strong energy in the sword. He did not move a single step in the air as sword lights danced around.
Instantly, thousands of figures appeared around the golden pillar of light, holding swords in their hands. These figures danced around, and an overwhelming sword intent spread out without any fear.
Thousands of sword intents spread out at the same time. It was simply too strong. The Wind Cloud Platform below the pillar of light could no longer withstand it. A crack appeared, and Dragon Qi leaked out. Immediately, a resonant dragon roar resounded.
When the dragon roar resounded, Chu Chaoyun held his sword and paused for a moment. The thousands of figures immediately vanished, and all the sword intent gathered on his sword.
"Bang!"
When Xiao Chen swung his sword, the overwhelming sword intent formed by thousands of figures surged out. Liu Xiaoyun, who had just gotten up, was knocked back again.
"If eighty percent of my strength is not enough, then ninety percent!"
Liu Xiaoyun roared ferociously. He had no intention of admitting defeat. He pushed off the ground and charged over with an even stronger aura.
Chu Chaoyun's expression was extremely calm. He held his sword above his head with both hands and hacked down ferociously as he watched Liu Xiaoyun get up.
"Boom!"
A loud sound rang out. The golden light descending from the sky actually followed Chu Chaoyun's attack and quickly descended, turning into a huge strand of sword Qi.
The sword light was like a pillar as it descended on Liu Xiaoyun's head. Liu Xiaoyun resisted for a moment before vomiting a mouthful of blood and falling to the ground again.
"If ninety percent of my strength is not enough, then one hundred percent!" At this moment, Liu Xiaoyun had already gone completely berserk.
One sword strike … two sword strikes … three sword strikes … four sword strikes!
However, this time, Chu Chaoyun did not give Liu Xiaoyun a chance to get up. This was beyond Liu Xiaoyun's expectations. Chu Chaoyun took the initiative to attack. His figure flickered, and his sword sent out four sword lights.
The sword Qi injured Liu Xiaoyun's knees and wrists, causing blood to flow out.
"Pa!" Liu Xiaoyun fell to the ground. With his knees and wrists injured, he could not even stand up. As he lay on the ground, he looked up at Chu Chaoyun with extreme dissatisfaction.
Liu Xiaoyun's reputation had been tarnished, and he had lost all his face. This was a tragic sight to behold!
Ruthless! Truly ruthless!
When the hundreds of thousands of spectators saw this scene, they all sucked in a breath of cold air. Their hearts tightened.
With his knees injured, he could not stand up. With his wrists injured, he could not even push himself off the ground. After Liu Xiaoyun fell to the ground, he could no longer get up on his own.
Not only could he not get up, but he could not even move. He was a proud disciple of the Drifting Snow Sword Sect, a giant of the younger generation.
Unexpectedly, the tenth-ranked super genius of the previous Five Nation Youth Competition ended up in such a state.
Chu Chaoyun was too ruthless!
Furthermore, when Chu Chaoyun saw Liu Xiaoyun's expression of extreme dissatisfaction, he did not feel uncomfortable at all. He remained as calm as before.
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