The blazing sun hung high in the sky, illuminating the land and all life.
The entire Royal City was bathed in this radiance. Many people hid in their houses or in the shadows, unwilling to go out unless absolutely necessary.
"Young man, did you personally write this invitation?" Changhe Sword King asked with some doubt.
Chen Zong did not speak, but his eyes flashed with a sharp light, like an unsheathed sword. Changhe Sword King was stunned at first, then astonished.
This sharpness was exactly the same as the sharpness revealed by the words on the letter of challenge.
This was the best proof of that.
Immediately, a sliver of battle intent surged from Changhe Sword King's heart. His eyes grew even sharper.
"Young man, perhaps your swordsmanship is not bad, but calling yourself a Sword God is too arrogant. You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth." Changhe Sword King's eyes grew even colder as he stared at Chen Zong, as if wanting to pierce through Chen Zong. His words were even sharper and more forceful. "Today, I'll wake you up so that you won't go astray."
"We swordsmen judge right and wrong with our swords." Chen Zong smiled, his words even sharper. Changhe Sword King's heart trembled, an indescribable feeling rising within him.
"Good!" As soon as Changhe Sword King finished speaking, he took a step forward. An extremely sharp aura condensed in an instant and rushed towards Chen Zong like an invisible sword.
For a moment, Chen Zong felt like he was standing in front of a river.
The sword was unsheathed, and the sword light was clear and bright. It was like a river flowing through, its Sword Qi endless.
This was not an ultimate move, but it was condensed with an extraordinary will. The moment it was used, Chen Zong knew that the title of a top Titled Martial Artist was not an exaggeration. It was much stronger than the likes of Mountain Splitter.
Chen Zong did not immediately draw his sword, but instead dodged.
In an instant, Changhe Sword King's second attack arrived.
Sword after sword, once unfurled, it was like an endless river without the slightest pause. The connection between each sword could be called perfect, and it was difficult to find a flaw.
Chen Zong still didn't draw his sword. Instead, he kept shifting his feet in a small area to avoid Changhe Sword King's attacks. He was very surprised.
Previously, regardless of whether it was the Mountain-splitting Blade, the Cloaked Swordsman, the Black Mountain Hand, the Green Wooden Spear, the Unbreakable Iron Armor, or other titled martial artists, their moves were very ordinary when they did not use their ultimate moves. At most, they were slightly better than some of the elite martial artists. However, in Chen Zong's eyes, their moves were very crude.
However, Long River Sword Monarch's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, as though it had been meticulously honed. Although it wasn't strong enough compared to a cultivator's swordsmanship, it was more exquisite.
Chen Zong suddenly had an idea.
Perhaps it was precisely because there was no way to cultivate other powers in this world that they could only work on their martial skills and strive for perfection.
Thinking back to the martial arts techniques of other Titled Martial Warriors, even though he felt that there were many flaws, if he were to compare them with the martial arts techniques of other Titled Martial Warriors, on the whole, wouldn't they be more brilliant?
Long River Sword Monarch was even more surprised than Chen Zong.
Although he was only in his forties, he had a unique talent for swordsmanship. He had been practicing swordsmanship since he was young for forty years. When he was young, he had challenged many skilled swordsmen, walked thousands of mountains and rivers to hone his skills. He had even meditated in front of the Long River for three years before finally mastering his swordsmanship.
Long River Sword Monarch had named this swordsmanship the Long River Swordsmanship. It was an extension of the basic swordsmanship, incorporating hundreds of swordsmanships, and finally created by observing the flowing water of the Long River. Once it was unleashed, the sword light would turn into a long river of water, surging endlessly and defeating many opponents.
Now, the Long River Swordsmanship had been perfected to an extremely high level. Long River Sword Monarch believed that if he were to unleash it, there would be very few titled martial artists who could resist.
His opponent was young. When he was the same age, he wasn't even an elite martial artist and was still running around trying to improve his martial strength.
Who would have thought that his opponent would be able to dodge his Long River Swordsmanship attacks with ease?
As such, he could only use his full strength.
Just now, Long River Sword Monarch had only used seventy percent of his strength.
There was a thirty percent difference between a hundred percent and seventy percent, but it was a huge difference.
Once he unleashed his full strength, the Long River Swordsmanship's speed and power rose to a whole new level.
The surrounding martial artists were all shocked. They rarely saw Long River Sword Monarch in action, but they knew that he was very strong and skilled in swordsmanship.
Only now did they realize how terrifying it was. They couldn't see the sword or the person at all, only the flowing sword light, surging forward like a long river, engulfing everything in its path.
"He lost, right?"
"How can he be a match for Lord Sword Monarch?"
Chen Zong's figure was already drowned by the flowing sword light, making it impossible for anyone to see him.
But Long River Sword Monarch knew very well that even with his full strength, he still couldn't defeat his opponent. This was because Chen Zong had also drawn his sword.
Excited at the sight of a prey!
Once Long River Swordsmanship's full strength erupted, its power became even more astonishing and exquisite. Chen Zong couldn't help but draw his sword.
Long River Sword Monarch's swordsmanship was top-notch even in the world of cultivators. If he could grasp the power of cultivators, his strength would be terrifying.
In terms of martial arts, Long River Sword Monarch had already surpassed many cultivators.
The iron sword was unsheathed, and the sword light glowed with dazzling light, merging into the Long River Swordsmanship's sword light.
Chen Zong's swordsmanship was at the fourth level of the Illuminating Sword Theory, and he was constantly deepening it. Although Long River Sword Monarch's swordsmanship was exquisite and brilliant, it was still somewhat lacking compared to Chen Zong.
However, Long River Sword Monarch's swordsmanship contained a spiritual impact, like the surging waves of a long river. It was this spiritual impact that greatly increased the swordsmanship's power.
If one's spiritual will wasn't strong enough, it would be difficult to resist. If one's defense was weak and their reaction was slow, they would naturally be no match.
However, Chen Zong's spiritual will wasn't stripped away, and it was incomparably strong. Therefore, this level of spiritual impact wasn't enough to affect Chen Zong.
Long River Sword Monarch was horrified to find that when his opponent unsheathed his sword, his own sword became unstable, as if a flaw had been found. It was an awkward feeling.
How was this possible?
After all, his Long River Swordsmanship had been honed many times and had long reached a point where it couldn't be improved. Even Martial Saint Sunset felt that it was very good after seeing it and couldn't suggest any changes.
But now, a junior who was much younger than him had pointed out the flaws in his plan.
It was simply unheard of.
After using Long River Swordsmanship at full strength, not only did he fail to defeat his opponent, he couldn't even put his opponent at a disadvantage. Instead, he felt even more awkward and uncomfortable.
"Long River … Endless Water!" Long River Sword Monarch paused for a moment, and then his aura exploded out in an instant. Like a surging river, an extremely strong spiritual will surged out in an instant, covering the sword.
The sword's brilliance was like water, and Chen Zong found that there seemed to be a trace of faintly discernible power emanating from Long River Sword Monarch's body. That power rose like water vapor, turning into a long river that surrounded his body.
However, that power was very faint and faintly discernible, as if it couldn't continue.
With a swing of the sword, the sword disappeared, leaving only a long river that seemed to swallow everything. Even the light from the scorching sun in the sky couldn't escape.
This was Long River Sword Monarch's strongest move, and it had defeated many strong opponents.
With this strike, Chen Zong's eyes lit up slightly. The profoundness contained in this move was many times stronger than the ultimate moves of the Titled Martial Artists from before.
Moreover, that trace of faintly discernible power made Chen Zong's heart palpitate, as if it possessed terrifying power.
But looking at Long River Sword Monarch's appearance, it seemed that he couldn't control that power. It was only incidental and uncontrollable. Otherwise, the power of this move would have increased by a lot.
Even so, this move was enough to attract Chen Zong's attention.
Calming his heart and focusing his mind, Chen Zong's deep eyes reflected the long river of sword light. He swung his sword and attacked.
The sword was an iron sword!
The arm that swung the sword was an ordinary arm!
But when the sword was swung, there was an indescribable profundity that permeated the surroundings and scattered between heaven and earth.
Until now, Chen Zong still hadn't grasped the Titled Warriors' method of condensing Spiritual Will, but Chen Zong had Chen Zong's ability. The power of this move was terrifying.
However, Long River Sword Monarch had cultivated this move for many years and had long reached perfection. Even if there was a flaw, it would be gone in a flash. Chen Zong could see it, but this ordinary body couldn't do it.
The difference in physical reaction!
The difference in speed!
Unless he didn't care about the consequences of his body's damage.
But Chen Zong didn't think that a battle like this required him to overload his body's strength.
The two swords collided dozens of times in an instant. The sound was ear-piercing, and sparks flew in all directions. The terrifying sword light seemed to be able to tear everything apart.
When the two swords collided, all the sword light disappeared, and all the sparks dissipated. The sound was silent.
Chen Zong and Long River Sword Monarch's bodies trembled, and they both retreated.
With this retreat, they were no longer on the same level.
Long River Sword Monarch retreated three steps, while Chen Zong retreated two and a half steps.
Half a step!
Half a step was nothing in the eyes of ordinary people or martial artists, but in the eyes of experts, there was a difference.
Chen Zong was surprised by Long River Sword Monarch's sword technique. That move was indeed shocking, forcing him to use his full strength to deal with it, and still not be able to defeat his opponent.
On the other hand, Long River Sword Monarch was shocked. His ultimate move had been completely blocked, and he had even been forced back three steps, half a step more than his opponent.
Kacha! Kacha! Kacha! An ear-piercing sound broke the atmosphere.
Cracks appeared on Chen Zong's iron sword. The cracks quickly spread, covering the entire body of the sword, and it began to shatter.
Chen Zong's sword was just an ordinary iron sword. Although it had been tempered ten times, it was comparable to refined iron. But Long River Sword Monarch's sword was a treasured sword, forged with better materials. There was a difference in quality.
And Chen Zong's iron sword had no external protection. It was normal for it to shatter after several collisions.
Long River Sword Monarch was startled. He gathered his sharpness, and his momentum instantly retracted.
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