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Chapter 312

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Chapter 314 - There's No Need to Draw the Sword Out

Clank clank clank!

The giant sword was pulled out thirty inches from the ground by the atavistic arm!

"The Heavy Sword has a Sharp Edge, the Giant Sword has a Spirit. Previously, I've pulled out twenty-eight inches from your body. Now that I've spent a year cultivating in seclusion to comprehend the secrets of the Martial Spirit, it's time for you to reappear in the world and become the sharp edge in my hand, accompanying me in battle!"

Leng Aotian uttered a roar once again as his will was emitted into the giant sword. [Love ↑ go △ small ↑ say △ w]

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BANG!

Another explosion took place.

It was as if the giant sword was summoned, as it was pulled out another ten inches, resulting in a total of forty inches!

The entire place fell into a dead silence, as the crowd wore astounded expressions on their faces after seeing this. A few breaths' time later, a shocking cheer burst out.

"Forty inches!"

"Oh my god, it's forty inches now!"

"How many people have pulled out forty inches in history? Not many! "

"… …"

Both the geniuses, the rogue cultivators of Jianghuang City, and the authorities at the scene completely lost their composure.

The Heavy Sword has a Sharp Edge was extremely famous. In the past, the geniuses competed with one another based on the length they were able to pull out their swords. Those who were able to pull out thirty inches were considered peerless, but now, forty inches was enough for them to claim victory!

"Nice!"

At that instant, Jianghuang rose from his seat with a reddened face.

"HAHAHA." The envoy of the Feiyang Sacred Area could not help but burst out laughing, "Leng Aotian, not bad, you did not let me down. However, don't be too excited yet. This time, the envoy of the Qinglong Sacred Area, Fang Jian, has appointed a genius with the name Qin Nan. He will be your opponent this time, to compete with you! "

After hearing this, the crowd of geniuses wore blank expressions on their faces.

"Qin Nan? Didn't this guy enter the trial with his background? "

"Does that mean he's going to compete with Leng Aotian?"

"Hehe, Leng Aotian is relying on his strength, while Qin Nan is relying on his background. It's not that I'm looking down on him, but he is going to lose for sure!"

"… …"

The words of the geniuses were not friendly, as they were not fond of Qin Nan. ()

"Oh?"

Leng Ao Tian's eyes shifted and landed on Qin Nan. He placed his hands behind his back and said with a proud smile, "Qin Nan, right? Feel free to compete with me. In any case, I will definitely be first in this sword-drawing competition! "

He wasn't looking down on Qin Nan. Instead, he was excited that Qin Nan dared to look down on him.

Because in last year's grand competition, he had been completely defeated by that genius. He had lost a great deal of face and his brilliance had dimmed. This had filled his heart with humiliation. Therefore, he had spent a year cultivating in seclusion, just so that he could shine in this year's Disciple Selection and shock the crowd.

Therefore, he hoped that more people would challenge him and all of them would be defeated by him. Then, he could use this series of victories to wash away the humiliation he had suffered back then.

After seeing Leng Ao Tian's expression, Fang Jian's lips twitched even more, as he let out a sigh in his heart.

Jianghuang frowned his eyebrows. He was quite pleased with Leng Ao Tian's performance. At the same time, he also believed that it would be difficult to surpass Leng Ao Tian's result. He then transmitted his voice to Qin Nan, "Qin Nan, the competition this time is quite difficult. If you don't want to take part in it, I'm willing to mediate between you and me."

Jianghuang was quite impressed with Qin Nan's performance. Therefore, he did not want Qin Nan to be defeated and suffer a great blow.

Every genius was extremely confident in themselves. Once they were defeated, they would not be able to accept it easily. Leng Ao Tian, for example, had immediately withdrawn from the selection of the two Sacred Areas after being defeated. He then focused on cultivating for a year just to regain his glory.

Qin Nan glanced at Jianghuang without saying anything. He then glanced at Leng Ao Tian's figure and burst out laughing, "Brother Ao Tian, please enlighten me!"

After saying this, his figure landed in front of the giant sword with a flicker.

At that instant, the crowd focused their attention on him, holding their breaths without making any noise.

After all, Qin Nan was appointed by Fang Jian, thus his talent should not be too bad. Therefore, they were eager to see what kind of result Qin Nan would be able to achieve.

Jianghuang let out a sigh and shook his head without saying anything.

On the other hand, the envoy of the Feiyang Sacred Area wore a mocking smile on his face. In his opinion, Qin Nan was surely going to lose.

"Pull it out!"

Qin Nan uttered a roar as his body was engulfed in flames, resulting in layers of heat waves. With a leap, he arrived at the hilt of the sword and grabbed it tightly, causing a series of explosions to take place in the air, causing the crowd to be astounded.

"What a powerful 'body'!"

"His flesh alone is enough to fight against a first-layer Martial Emperor!"

"… …"

Leng Aotian's eyes flickered with astonishment, but he soon shook his head and let out a prideful laugh, "Qin Nan, your flesh is indeed powerful, but the Heavy Sword with a Sharp Edge contains its own intelligence. Even if your flesh is able to fight against a Martial Ancestor Realm expert, it's still impossible for you to pull it out!"

Many authorities nodded their heads in agreement. Only the strength of a Martial Dominator Realm expert's flesh would be able to move the giant sword.

"Oh?"

Qin Nan raised his eyebrows and said, "Thanks for the reminder, Brother Aotian!"

After saying this, Qin Nan's movement remained the same, as he reached out his hands and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

The expression of the Heaven God Leng Aotian changed slightly.

Many among the crowd were astounded too.

Didn't he just say that he would not be able to pull the sword out with his flesh alone? Why was this Qin Nan still insisting on doing what he wanted?

Jianghuang let out a sigh. He was the most familiar with the Heavy Sword with a Sharp Edge. It seemed like Qin Nan was going to lose the duel.

The scornful grin on the face of the envoy of the Feiyang Sacred Area grew thicker. This Qin Nan was too full of himself.

"Rise!"

Qin Nan uttered a roar all of a sudden as his arms emitted a tremendous force and pulled the sword upward.

Clank!

Clank!

The giant sword immediately began to buzz as it was pulled two inches out from the ground by the tremendous force, stopping it from moving any further.

After seeing this, Leng Aotian burst out laughing and said, "Qin Nan, I've already told you that the Heavy Sword has its own intelligence. It's impossible to pull it out with your flesh alone! And you still insist on doing what you want. Someone like you has no right to be my opponent … "

Leng Aotian's eyes were filled with disappointment.

Initially, he had thought that this Qin Nan was a formidable figure, but it seemed like the rumors were true; he was only chosen by Fang Jian because of his background.

The outcome had no doubt ruined Leng Aotian's plan of coming first by stepping on the corpses of the other geniuses.

However, before he could say the word 'hand'...

A rare occurrence took place all of a sudden.

A powerful aura burst out from Qin Nan's body, causing his hair to dance wildly despite the absence of wind. His left eye emitted a blinding golden glow, together with an unimaginable imperious aura.

It was as if he had turned into a lofty emperor, glancing down at the crowd and the Heavy Sword with a Sharp Edge.

"Follow me, and I'll bring you back to life."

The words Qin Nan uttered were not directed at the crowd, but at the giant sword.

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