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What a mysterious strike!
What a strange strike!
It was like a dark shadow that attacked silently. This sword strike was extremely strange.
The corners of Zhu Qing's mouth curled into a slightly exaggerated arc, and his expression became increasingly strange.
This was a sure-kill strike for Zhu Qing, but not for Chen Zong.
Chen Zong had unsheathed his sword at some point. It turned into a gust of wind and swung out quietly.
The moment Chen Zong's sword collided with Zhu Qing's, the gust of wind turned into a roaring hurricane.
Caught off guard!
Zhu Qing felt as if he was about to be torn to pieces by the hurricane.
However, Zhu Qing's ability to make a name for himself in the First Suppressing World City and rank in the top ten of the Sub-Divine List was not just for show. He had killed his way through.
In an instant, his body turned into a black shadow and scattered. It was as if he had been shattered by the hurricane.
However, a strong sense of danger permeated the air and rushed towards him.
Zhu Qing's strength was obviously much stronger than the Tri-Pinnacle Sword. He could already pose a real threat to Chen Zong.
The scattered shadows filled the air in an instant. An undetectable shadow of a sword quietly pierced through Chen Zong's back.
Danger!
Chen Zong might be hit by this strike. The consequences of being hit would either be a serious injury or defeat.
This battle could be considered a high quality battle. It was better than the previous few battles. Naturally, it would attract the attention of the crowd.
The battle didn't seem intense at first, but it was very dangerous.
"The winner is about to be decided," the Young Commander of the Heavenly Punishment Army suddenly said with a smile.
"Who will win?" Wang Jun said in a daze. He couldn't tell.
"Watch and you'll know," a female soldier of the Heavenly Punishment Army said coldly.
This strike was about to succeed.
The smile on Zhu Qing's face became increasingly strange. His eyes emitted a cold light filled with murderous intent.
This was the real sure-kill strike.
Chen Zong's body was instantly penetrated. However, the strange smile on Zhu Qing's face froze and his eyes widened.
Not good!
That sword strike did not truly pierce through his opponent's body. It was only an afterimage.
"Windless!"
Chen Zong's voice seemed to reverberate all around them. It was very, very soft, very, very low, like the whisper of the wind.
His sword slashed out. Breeze, Cool Breeze, Gale, Fierce Gale, Hurricane.
All the aura of the wind was stirred up, and it wreaked havoc in all directions. It emitted an extremely shocking might, and it was extremely violent, as if it wanted to destroy everything.
Zhu Qing only felt that his body was shrouded in an endless wind aura, as if he was being devoured.
But in the next breath, all of the wind stopped at the same time, as if they had a tacit understanding.
It stopped!
In an instant, the astonishing wind aura seemed to have disappeared without a trace, as if it had been sucked dry in an instant. Even the surrounding air seemed to have been stripped away, turning into a vacuum state.
A beam of sword light instantly pierced out.
With a single glance, he could clearly see the trajectory of the sword light. It was clear and without any surprise.
But at the same time, everyone had a feeling that the sword light could not be avoided.
It seemed very slow, but it was actually very, very fast.
Windless!
The profound meaning of the Sword of the Way of the Wind was a profound meaning that Chen Zong had comprehended.
This sword contained all the wind aura and the power of the wind, turning it into a sword. The surrounding wind was sucked dry, so there was no wind.
Windless Sword!
Windless Sword!
Kill!
Zhu Qing found that his body seemed to be bound by a vacuum in an instant, and he could not move at all. He could only face this sword head-on.
Explode!
A ball of pitch-black sword light exploded in an instant, and the endless black sword light surged and vibrated endlessly, as if it wanted to turn everything around into powder. It was extremely terrifying.
The final explosion, the final struggle.
It was either victory or defeat.
Zhu Qing did not want to fail.
However, Chen Zong's sword seemed to ignore all of the opponent's black sword light, and directly pierced through it, heading straight for Zhu Qing.
"You …" Zhu Qing was penetrated, and the extremely terrifying power of the wind instantly exploded in his body, rushing out. Before he could finish his words, he was immediately torn apart and turned into powder.
In the next moment, Zhu Qing appeared outside the Dongting Sword Garden, panting heavily, and his face was pale.
The feeling just now was extremely terrifying, as if he had really been torn apart by the opponent's sword. It was too terrifying, and he did not want to experience it again.
"What a powerful sword."
"He actually mastered the profound meaning of the Sword of the Way of the Wind. It is indeed extraordinary."
"Interesting. Other than us, there is someone else who can master the profound meaning of the Sword of the Way of the Wind. Moreover, he does not belong to any Nebula-Level force." Some disciples of the Fengling Sect were secretly surprised.
Comprehending the fifth level of the sword technique and mastering the profound meaning were two different levels.
Most people would not be able to comprehend and master the profound meaning in a limited time, and those who could do so were undoubtedly very outstanding. Among the people in the Sword Garden, they belonged to the batch that was relatively top, and were in the minority.
Chen Zong won another round and obtained another chance to comprehend.
Without hesitation, Chen Zong chose the Metal Sword Stele.
The reason why Chen Zongyou chose the Metal Sword Stele was because he cultivated the Brilliant Gold Star-Piercing Sword. This minor mystique sword art belonged to the metal attribute.
He had cultivated the Brilliant Gold Sword Technique to the extreme and mastered the Ultimate Profound. It would be a waste if he did not comprehend the Metal Sword Stele.
The world inside the Metal Sword Stele was filled with an extremely sharp aura, and strands of golden light shone in all directions.
Regardless of whether it was the nearby vegetation or the distant mountains, they were all golden in color and emitted an astonishingly sharp aura. Even the flowing river was golden in color and similarly emitted an astonishingly sharp aura. It was as if it could cut through and tear apart everything in its path. There was nothing it could not destroy.
The Sword of the Way of the Metal was hidden in the vegetation, mountains, and rivers.
Chen Zong's superb comprehension and solid foundation of the Way of the Sword allowed him to quickly comprehend the first level of the Sword of the Way of the Metal. With the first level, he immediately used it as a foundation to comprehend the second, third, fourth, and fifth levels.
While Chen Zong was comprehending the Sword of the Way of the Metal, the challenges continued.
This time, it was a disciple of the Fengling Sect.
"Who from the Yiyuan Sect wants to play?" The Fengling Sect disciple said with a chuckle. His expression and tone were very leisurely, as if he was not issuing a challenge, but inviting them to recite poems.
However, the other party's relaxed and leisurely tone contained a trace of contempt for the Yiyuan Sect.
There was no doubt that the Fengling Sect disciples who could enter the Sword Garden were very amazing.
However, the Yiyuan Sect was not to be trifled with.
Those who could not enter had been eliminated, and those who could enter were of course really capable.
"Since you want to be defeated, I'll fulfill your wish." The Oblique Wind Sword stood up directly and said in a very sharp tone.
The martial arts that the Fengling Sect cultivated were mainly based on the wind, and other martial arts were supplementary. The supplementary martial arts were complementary to the wind.
Naturally, the Fengling Sect disciples' first choice to comprehend the Sword of the Way of the Wind was the Sword of the Way of the Wind.
Coincidentally, the Oblique Wind Sword Technique was also closely related to the wind. The first choice to comprehend the Sword of the Way of the Wind was also the Sword of the Way of the Wind.
Fight!
Needless to say, both sides drew their swords.
The wind roared and howled.
Both swords swirled with the aura of the wind as they charged towards each other. This was a battle of wind.
Whether it was the disciples of the Wind Spirit Sect or the Oblique Wind Sword, they had all grasped the fifth level of the Sword of Wind Dao, and they were all different.
To put it simply, those who had grasped the fifth level could be divided into several levels.
For example, the initial mastery was to use the standard Sword of the Wind Dao to fight.
On a deeper level, he had integrated his own style into it, making his swordsmanship even more unpredictable.
On a deeper level, it was as if the sword art had become one's own. It was completely compatible with one's body. Every sword strike would be able to bring out one's strength to the extreme, or even surpass the limit.
The deepest level was naturally beyond the fifth tier. Once one grasped the profound meaning, it would be a killing move or a finishing move.
For example, Chen Zong's Windless Sword Technique was said to be windless, but in fact, it was condensing all the wind into a single strand, or even a single point.
Convergence and compression were exactly what Chen Zong was good at.
The Wind Spirit Sect's disciple's Sword of the Wind Dao took the path of lightness and swiftness. Every strike seemed to be weightless. It was extremely fast and continuous. It was like gusts of wind were constantly blowing out.
The entire platform was enveloped by the light and swift sword shadows.
The Oblique Wind Sword's sword was different. Not only was it swift, but it was not light at all. Instead, it was sharp. It exerted the cutting power of the wind, as if it could cut and tear everything apart. It was very terrifying.
The battle between the two could be considered to be evenly matched.
Fight, fight, fight!
The disciples of the Wind Spirit Sect were all watching, as were the others who were not comprehending.
"If this is your swordsmanship, then you should leave the Sword Garden obediently." Suddenly, the disciple of the Wind Spirit Sect said. His swordsmanship suddenly changed, and in an instant, he swung out a terrifying sword.
Boom!
This sword strike was like a roaring hurricane that swept out. It seemed to be a sword strike that had been strengthened by the fifth level, and its power was even more tyrannical.
Sword of Storm!
This was the Ultimacy that the disciple had comprehended from the fifth level of Sword of Wind Dao.
He had comprehended it after the battle with the Oblique Wind Sword. He had just mastered it, but it still displayed amazing power.
"Ultimacy?" The Oblique Wind Sword's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was an indescribable coldness in them. Immediately, he retreated slightly, bent his legs, and held the sword hilt with both hands. The sword tip was slanted forward, and the sword hilt was at the same level as his forehead.
Kill!
He swung his sword backward, creating a crescent moon. The green sword radiance revealed an incomparably shocking sharpness, as if he had pushed it to the extreme. He swung it from front to back, then from bottom to top, and then from top to bottom to kill.
Sword of Wind Dao Ultimacy: Splitting Wind!
This sword tore the wind apart. It was an extremely sharp sword with terrifying power. He was more proficient in using it than the disciple of the Wind Spirit Sect.
The Ultimacies collided with each other. In an instant, the storm was torn apart and cut open by the Tearing Wind Sword.
One sword split into two!
The Oblique Wind Sword stomped his feet, and the wind blew behind him, causing his body to move forward rapidly. He then swung his sword across the sky.
Before the disciple of the Wind Spirit Sect could react, his neck was cut open.
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