On the 10,000-meter arena, the fierce battle was going on.
Endless white clouds surrounded the arena in all directions. The clouds and mist were surging, changing between real and fake.
In an instant, Chen Zong felt himself being enveloped by Yu Shuiyuan's swordsmanship. It circled around his body 360 degrees without any blind spots. It was as if the flexible sword had split into countless parts and attacked from all directions at the same time.
The five-foot sword circle was impenetrable!
All the attacks, no matter from which angle, fast or slow, were blocked by Chen Zong. They could not cause any harm to him.
Such swordsmanship, such a high realm, made the people who fought against Chen Zong feel helpless. They could clearly feel a sense of powerlessness.
If they could not break the opponent's defense and attack him, it would be difficult to defeat him.
Difficult!
Yu Shuiyuan suddenly felt what the disciples who fought against Chen Zong felt.
"Water Ripple Force!" With a low shout, Yu Shuiyuan's robe shook slightly, as if it was moving in the water. Layers of ripples appeared, and the force was like water ripples. It was transmitted from his five fingers to the sword.
With a buzzing sound, the soft sword was straightened in an instant, and a terrible force was shot out. It penetrated everything and rushed toward Chen Zong. However, it was blocked by Chen Zong. But at the moment when Chen Zong blocked the sword, he suddenly felt a force that was not affected by the force. It went directly through the sword to his palm. It was not fast, but it was continuous and unstoppable.
This was a secret method. It was not a high-level one. It could not strengthen Yu Shuiyuan's attack, but it could transmit his force into the opponent's body to cause more damage.
Since it could not be broken from the outside, it could be broken from the inside.
Every one of them was a genius. They all had their own ideas and put them into practice. They tried to break Chen Zong's sword circle defense, but they all failed. They did not know if Yu Shuiyuan could do it.
The ripple-like force was constantly transmitted to Chen Zong. The force was endless and strong, and it carried a strange force that seemed to want to disintegrate and disperse the force in Chen Zong's body, making him lose the ability to resist.
If this force was stronger, it might succeed. However, there were no ifs. Compared to Chen Zong's own strength, this force was obviously not enough.
The tyrannical Dragon Power surged in an instant, letting out a furious dragon roar, directly shattering the water ripples that had invaded his body.
Yu ShuiYuan could not help but feel a headache coming on.
The defense of Chen Zong's sword circle was too formidable. It was impossible to break through.
If he couldn't break through the defense of the sword circle, then he couldn't defeat Chen Zong.
As he was thinking, Chen Zong's left sword finger touched the sword body, and an amazing sharpness broke out. The sword cut horizontally, and the world was cut open like a piece of paper. The amazing sharpness made Yu Shuiyuan's face suddenly change. A soft sword danced in front of him like a flying dragon, constantly intertwining with each other to resist Chen Zong's sword.
Close combat was Chen Zong's forte. Using his powerful physique to wield his sword, the speed of his sword was even faster and more ferocious. Supplemented by his vigorous and agile Spiritual Energy, the might of every sword had reached the pinnacle. It was as if Chen Zong had used up all of his strength, yet every sword was incomparably nimble and flexible.
The sword seemed to be given an independent life.
With the soft sword in his hand, Yu Shuiyuan waved it with all his strength. Layers of ripples spread out in all directions. In the ripples, the tip of the sword was like a swimming fish, pointing at Chen Zong, showing amazing swordsmanship.
The soft sword had the advantage in flexibility.
Under the arena, everyone was stunned.
The scene of two swords being wielded at high speed and flexibility, constantly colliding and attacking according to the flaws and gaps of the opponent's swordsmanship, was really wonderful. It was like a sword moving unconventionally, standing alone on a cliff and green pine, shocking people.
In such a close combat, with such a sharp weapon as a sword, one would be hit and injured if careless. Every breath was like walking on a thin rope, and below, there was a mountain of knives and a sea of fire.
The sword light fell like a waterfall, and the sword shadows were like mountains. The audience was very excited. Their hearts were beating fast, and their blood was boiling. Unconsciously, their eyes were shining.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Chen Zong not only resisted Yu Shuiyuan's swordsmanship, but also made very accurate counterattacks, catching Yu Shuiyuan off guard. Gradually, Yu Shuiyuan was defending more than attacking.
"True Water Ripple Technique!"
With a low shout, he used his secret technique. Layers of water rose from the bottom of his feet like sharp blades, and quickly wrapped around his body like a swimming dragon, firmly protecting Yu Shuiyuan.
This was a sixth-tier secret technique. It was a defensive secret technique with a hidden counterattack. As long as an attack landed on the power of the True Water Pattern Technique, the attack would immediately be dissolved and the attack would be counterattacked by the power of the True Water Pattern Technique.
More importantly, Yu Shuiyuan had already cultivated this sixth-grade secret technique to the great success stage, and its power was the strongest.
Platinum sword body!
Chen Zong instantly displayed the Platinum Sword Body, a fifth-grade Profound Success Secret Technique. The platinum light was full of sharpness and penetrated Chen Zong's body, making his sword even sharper.
Streaks of platinum sword marks, either straight or curved, were all over the place.
This was a battle of strength, but also a battle of skills.
"I didn't lose unjustly." Su Yi once again showed a bitter smile and said to himself.
Although the battle between Chen Zong and Yu Shuiyuan didn't seem to be so fierce, nor did it have the tyrannical power to destroy mountains, it was the result of highly condensed power on the sword. If one was hit by it, one would be seriously injured.
Su Yi was sure that if it were him, no matter if it was Yu Shuiyuan or Chen Zong, he would be defeated within a few moves, even with his superb speed.
Ning Tianming looked dignified.
Yu Shuiyuan's strength was actually not much different from his. It wouldn't be easy to determine the winner. No matter how Chen Zong and Yu Shuiyuan ended up, it showed that Chen Zong's strength was very strong, and probably not inferior to his.
Sooner or later, he would have to fight with Chen Zong. Sooner or later, there would be a battle.
Thinking of this, Ning Tianming stared more attentively at Chen Zong. He wanted to know more about Chen Zong's fighting style and swordsmanship, so that he could be more confident in such a battle.
However, the more Ning Tianming watched, the more dignified his expression became.
Unfathomable!
He could only use these two words to describe Chen Zong's swordsmanship.
Under the eruption of strength, Yu Shuiyuan's strength was comparable to a high-level Demon Emperor powerhouse of the Blue Billow World. He was very tyrannical. Without using the Heart Calming Sword, the pressure Chen Zong was under was extremely strong. But under this kind of pressure, it was like tempering steel in a fierce fire. His potential was stimulated and sharpened.
Making progress under pressure, this was one of the cultivation methods Chen Zong had always adopted.
Using battle to nurture battle, improving in battle.
While fighting, Chen Zong sighed with emotion. No wonder he was fifth on the last Cloud List. His strength was really strong.
If his cultivation had reached the Transcendent Realm 9th Layer, it wouldn't be so difficult.
The eight spirit wheels kept rotating, and the spirit power rushed up and down his body like a torrent. It poured into the Profound Light Sword in an instant, flowing from one blade to the tip of the sword, then to the other blade, returning to Chen Zong's palm, entering his arm and spreading to his body, forming a large cycle.
By doing so, he could not only exert the power it should have, but also reduce the consumption of spirit power. Only those who had reached a high level of cultivation could use it.
Yu Shuiyuan couldn't do it now.
And Chen Zong couldn't do it before. Under the constant fierce battle with Yu Shuiyuan, he was under the pressure of the other party and finally comprehended it.
Chen Zong found that after mastering this method, the consumption of his spirit power was greatly reduced, almost half, and if he continued and became more proficient, it was not impossible to reduce it to two-thirds.
Thinking about it, if the consumption of spirit power during a fierce battle was one-third of the usual, it meant that he could fight for a longer time.
The second benefit was also immediately apparent. Chen Zong could feel that his spirit power was becoming purer.
With a pop, as if some kind of boundary had been broken, the spirit power in Chen Zong's body surged like a tide, rising and falling, and an even more tyrannical aura spread out from his body.
"What's going on?" Yu Shuiyuan was secretly surprised, only feeling that Chen Zong's sword seemed to be stronger.
"Did he break through during the battle?"
"No, his cultivation is still at the peak of the Transcendent Realm Eighth Layer, he hasn't broken through, but … his spirit power has become purer."
"It's a breakthrough in his Secret Art."
For cultivators, cultivation was important, but the level of their Secret Art was also very important. If both could reach a high level, it was undoubtedly the best.
"Chen Zong should be cultivating the White Cloud Extreme True Art. His White Cloud Extreme True Spirit Qi is very pure …"
Yes, as some disciples guessed, Chen Zong had indeed broken through.
The White Cloud Extreme True Art had broken through from the seventeenth layer to the eighteenth layer.
The breakthrough from the seventeenth layer to the eighteenth layer was much more obvious than the previous breakthroughs, the purity of his spirit power had directly doubled, and he had grasped the true meaning of his Secret Art.
Wisps of white clouds spread out from Chen Zong's body. They were like silk, but they were countless times tougher. Even a sword would find it difficult to cut through them. This was a vision brought about by the White Cloud Zenith martial art.
Immediately, the wisps of white clouds wrapped around his sword, greatly increasing its power.
Chop!
In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong swung his sword more than a dozen times, each of them slashing down on Yu Shuiyuan's flexible sword and breaking through the True Water Ripple Art's defence.
The eighteenth layer's White Cloud Extreme True Spirit Qi was originally very pure, not to mention that Chen Zong's spirit energy was twice as pure as a normal eighteenth layer cultivator's, which meant that his attacks were twice as powerful. Under Chen Zong's superb swordsmanship, the effect of this increase in strength was even more significant.
In an instant, the balance was broken. Under Chen Zong's superb swordsmanship, Yu Shuiyuan's hands and feet were tied, as if he was a low-level cultivator who had just learned how to use the sword, unable to organize an effective defence, let alone counterattack.
Yu Shuiyuan was currently swaying from side to side.
Yu Shuiyuan only felt the pressure on him increase sharply, the hand holding his sword trembling slightly, because a terrifying force was passing through his sword, causing his hand to gradually become numb.
Stab, slash, flick, tap …
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