"What a resolute aura …"
"Ye Wendao, what a Martial God. To think that he has his own Dao! Once he enters the Golden Core Realm, he will definitely improve tremendously. His future achievements will be limitless! "
"Phew … How strong would our Zhaixing Sect be to have a few more disciples like him? Sect Master, Ye Wendao and Chen Hao are super geniuses of our Zhaixing Sect. Should we stop them? "
On the rostrum, the First Elder of the inner sect whispered to the Sect Leader of the Star-Picking Sect.
"It's fine. If we stop them now, it will hurt their spirit. Let them fight to their heart's content. Nothing will happen … "
The Sect Master said with a faint smile. His eyes flickered with admiration as he looked at Ye Wendao and Chen Hao. Ye Wendao didn't think much of it. After all, he had been observing him for a long time. However, Chen Hao had truly exceeded his expectations. Recruiting the runner-up of the Hundred Empire Ranking had indeed brought honor to the Zhaixing Sect. However, no matter how talented a disciple of the Hundred Empire Ranking was, he was still a disciple from a low-ranked empire. He couldn't do what Fan Fang from the Flying Sword Sect had done. Therefore, the Sect Master had only given out rewards for formality. He hadn't taken it to heart. However, in less than three months, Chen Hao had been able to reach such heights. The battle talent he had displayed had truly caught his attention.
…
Chen Hao frowned slightly. He had to admit that Ye Wendao was definitely the most threatening super genius he had ever seen. Even Leng Yihan hadn't reached such heights. Of course, it wasn't that Leng Yihan was inferior to Ye Wendao. It was because Leng Yihan was related to his father and the nameless old man. This made Chen Hao feel less hostile towards him.
At this moment, Ye Wen Dao was just standing there, giving the crowd the feeling that there was nothing he did not dare to do, that there was no one he did not dare to fight, that there was no one he did not dare to kill. He did as he pleased, lawless. This was a kind of obsession, an obsession that firmly believed that he could defeat everything. It was an unrestrained, audacious obsession. This rock-solid obsession made Ye Wendao's aura exude a sharpness that Chen Hao couldn't shake!
…
"Do you mean that there is no victory or defeat, only life and death?" Chen Hao frowned, his eyes sharp.
"Like I said, you're very strong. They could only fight to their heart's content. Who could control it? Life and death might be the final outcome. "Ye Wendao emphasized. Even if Ye Wendao wanted to kill Chen Hao, he wouldn't openly declare his intention to do so in front of so many important figures of the Star-Picking Sect. First, he flattered Chen Hao. In fact, it was not a flattery, but a fact. This way, he could act without any scruples. Once he really killed Chen Hao, he would be "out of control", or he might really be out of control. In short, this was undoubtedly the best course of action.
"Indeed. You're so strong that I can't control you. Since that's the case, let's fight to our heart's content. Riches and honor are in the hands of the heavens, life and death are in the hands of fate! There's no need to find too many excuses! "
"My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of the heavens! It's not too late for you to admit defeat now. I've already made myself clear. I'm not looking for an excuse, I'm just giving you a piece of advice! "
"Is that so? Then let's cut the crap and attack! "Chen Hao's lips curled up slightly. There was a trace of disdain on his handsome face as he spoke coldly. Chen Hao had always despised hypocrisy the most. Their relationship was different from the Hundred Dynasties Ranking. Chen Hao had never thought of going too far. However, at this moment, Ye Wendao clearly didn't have any thoughts of camaraderie. Instead, he had the mentality of killing Chen Hao. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said such nonsense. Since that was the case, what did Chen Hao have to worry about?
If people respect me, I'll respect them tenfold. If people offend me, I'll repay them a hundredfold. His bones contained the coldness and heartlessness of his other self. It was already very rare for him to be able to do this. Otherwise, if it were his other self, he wouldn't have said so much. He would have directly killed.
Boom!
Boom! As Chen Hao's words left his mouth, the energy and battle intent around the two, who were three hundred feet away from each other, immediately exploded without any restraint.
Ye Wendao, who was clearly a Martial God, actually turned into a blood-red color with an austere aura under the fusion of his "force." It was like a blood-red ball of light that frantically spread in all directions. Especially in the direction of Chen Hao. It surged forward violently and immediately collided with Chen Hao's colorless energy.
Chi chi chi chi …
The collision of the two energies gave rise to streams of air currents. The blood-red energy's speed of advance suddenly slowed down. However, it still continued to advance. As for Chen Hao's energy, it was forced back.
At this moment, the superiority of the two was immediately apparent. Clearly, Ye Wendao was much stronger than Chen Hao in terms of absolute strength.
However, this was also within the crowd's expectations. Chen Hao was only a rank one Martial God. At least, that was the case in the eyes of the crowd. Even when compared to Li Long, he was much weaker in terms of absolute strength. There was no need to mention Ye Wendao, who was a super genius and a peak rank nine Martial God who had comprehended the barrier to the Golden Core.
"Show me what you've got!"
Ye Wendao snapped. As he spoke, he suddenly took a step forward. His robe and long hair fluttered in the wind. Instantly, waves of blood were formed around him. A monstrous murderous aura burst out from his body.
To Chen Hao's surprise, it was as if he could smell the true scent of blood from the aura.
Clang clang!
The two immediately drew out their swords from their sheaths.
"Art of the Sword of Slaughter, the first sword!"
Ye Wendao was as majestic as the God of Slaughter. He slashed downward with his sword from a hundred zhang away. The sword intent was ferocious and tyrannical, reversing Yin and Yang, slashing through the Heavens and Earth. Like a startled swan and lightning, it enveloped Chen Hao within it. The crisscrossing sword intent formed a giant spinning ball, revolving around Chen Hao at a high speed. In an instant, thousands of cycles had taken place!
His first move was so terrifying that all of the spectating disciples gasped in astonishment. Their eyes widened, and they held their breaths.
The Art of the Sword of Slaughter was not a secret art of the Star Picking Sect. It was an inherited secret art that Ye Wendao had obtained from the Sword Lake Ruins. Although it was domineering, it was exquisite. Although it was mysterious, it was simple and straightforward. Although it was extremely strong, it contained both hardness and softness. This move was a perfect example of extreme Yang producing Yin. Furthermore, it was only the first move!
Chen Hao was already prepared for Ye Wendao's powerful attack. When his opponent activated his sword intent, Chen Hao felt extreme danger. He had already activated the energy around him to the maximum. He did not reveal any of it and made the most appropriate response.
Drawing a circle with his left hand, Taichi Fist!
Brandishing the sword with his right hand, Taichi Yin Yang Sword!
Multitasking, he executed two secret arts at the same time. Using softness to counter hardness, he fully displayed the profound meaning of strength. In addition, these two secret arts of the martial arts world were supreme defensive secret arts. Just the Taichi Yin Yang Sword alone was enough to impenetrate the defense around him. As for Taichi Fist, it was able to utilize the strength of the opponent to its maximum.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Ordinary people could not see Chen Hao's figure in the spinning ball formed by the blood-red sword light. Only the sound of metal clashing could be heard. However, strangely, there was no energy explosion. Furthermore, the sound became more and more frequent. In the end, it was like a long and endless sword hum.
"Break for me!"
Chen Haoqing didn't give the crowd too much time to guess. He shouted loudly, "Break!" As the word 'break' came out of his mouth, the sound of explosions rang out. The blood-red sphere of spinning sword light revealed a shocking scene at this moment.
The ball was still spinning crazily. However, the rays of blood-red sword light that formed it were like arrows. They separated from the ball continuously. The ball became a launcher and kept shrinking. The rays of sword light turned into arrows and shot towards Ye Wendao at an even more terrifying speed.
What was the profound meaning of strength?
What was leveraging strength to counter strength?
This was it!
"Explode for me!"
A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Wendao's eyes, but it quickly turned into endless viciousness. With a thought, the blood-red sword light that was controlled by Chen Hao, who was connected to him in his mind, exploded with a rumble when it was several hundred feet away from him.
Ye Wendao thought that Chen Hao would be able to block his first attack. However, he did not expect it to be in this way. One must know that in this world, there was always a chance of survival for any unique skill, ultimate skill, or formation. This was the Art of Great Derivation. It was the miraculous reincarnation of heaven and earth. There was no absolute existence. However, the strength of the Dao of Massacre was to destroy the opponent's life force. It was a killing move, a killing person, and a killing sword. It could cut off everything. In this world, only one could live!
Unless Chen Hao used his powerful strength to block his attack and destroy it, there was no way out. However, Chen Hao used the profound meaning of strength to create a chance of survival in a situation where there was no chance of survival!
…
After breaking Ye Wendao's first attack, Chen Hao used the Free and Unfettered Wave Treading Steps and the Solitary Sword Art in his hand. He suddenly advanced. He did not think that leveraging strength to counter strength would be able to stop Ye Wendao. After all, all he could do was temporarily control the sword light that did not belong to him.
Hiss!
"So fast!" Ye Wendao was shocked again. He did not expect Chen Hao's fleeting figure to be so fast. This was only a fleeting opportunity. However, Chen Hao was able to grasp it.
If he were in Ye Wendao's shoes, even he would not be able to grasp this fleeting opportunity.
What he didn't know was that the reason Chen Hao was able to seize this opportunity was because his soul perception far surpassed ordinary people, and his reaction speed was extremely fast. It was also because of this latent ability that Chen Hao was able to unleash his strength to the limit. Even if there was only a 10% chance of victory, it was very likely that he would succeed.
Chi!
Chen Hao's fleeting figure suddenly twisted. His incomparably swift and fierce sword slashed violently towards Ye Wendao's head.
Although Ye Wendao was shocked, he did not panic. With a cold snort, his figure suddenly shook and disappeared without a trace. At the moment when he disappeared, a cold shout was heard.
"Slaughter Sword Art, Second Sword!"
Thousands of terrifying sword lights suddenly appeared in the void. They were like a red rain of swords. They fluttered and gently pointed towards Chen Hao. Their strength and aura seemed to be far inferior to the first sword.
Chen Hao felt that the dense sword light was like a spring rain that moistened things, soundless and gentle. It was as if he was in a field in the mountains and taking a stroll in the drizzle, and it was intoxicating. However, a strong sense of danger surged from the depths of his heart.
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