On the Thousand Sword Platform, everyone was watching. The Thousand Sword Forbidden Origin Formation was instantly activated. Thousands of sword lights surrounded the Thousand Sword Platform, and the power of the formation spread out, instantly sealing Tang Tianlong and Sword Saint Green Bamboo's spiritual energy.
The sharp sword was unsheathed, and a dragon's roar resounded. It was as if a heavenly dragon was patrolling the sky, and golden light spread out in all directions.
A shocking aura immediately surged from Tang Tianlong's body and soared into the sky. The sword's roar was melodious, and it was as domineering as a dragon's roar.
Rustle, rustle, rustle. There seemed to be wind whistling past, blowing through the bamboo forest. The sound of thousands of bamboo leaves swaying could be heard clearly. It was Sword Saint Green Bamboo unsheathing the sword on his back.
The sword was green, like a long and narrow bamboo leaf. It was Sword Saint Green Bamboo's beloved Green Bamboo Spiritual Sword.
He flicked the sword with his left hand, and the sword trembled slightly, shaking out layers of sword light. It was misty, like the swaying shadow of a bamboo.
Immediately after, a golden sword light that was like a dragon flew through the air and roared.
Tang Tianlong had attacked.
The Longjian Aristocratic Family was one of the famous Aristocratic Families of the Sword Dao in the Bright Sword Continent. In terms of power, it was considered a high-grade sect. Moreover, it belonged to the top among the high-grade sects. They all had experts in the late stage of the Sky Profound Realm overseeing them.
There had also been a few Sword Emperors and Sword Kings in the sword clans.
The golden dragon flew through the sky, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. It was so lifelike that it made people cry out in surprise. Sword Saint Green Bamboo's expression was calm, and the Green Bamboo Spiritual Sword trembled as it swung out.
The fine sword light cut through the air as thin as a bamboo leaf.
In this challenge, other than the temporary restriction of spiritual energy, one could not rely on any external force, nor could they use any secret or forbidden arts. They could only rely on their attainments in the way of the sword. It was indeed shocking to be able to do this with just the attainments in the way of the sword.
The golden dragon descended from the sky in an extremely domineering manner. It swung its claws and grabbed at Sword Saint Green Bamboo, bringing with it a violent wind. But when the wind blew, Sword Saint Green Bamboo's figure dissipated like smoke, causing the dragon's claws to miss.
Then, a wisp of green sword light lightly and nimbly passed through the gap between the dragon's claws, and attacked Tang Tianlong.
The green sword light seemed slow, but in reality, it was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Tang Tianlong.
Just this one strike was enough to display the demeanor of the Sword Sovereign, causing Tang Tianlong's expression to change. He roared out, and his sword trembled. Golden light filled the air, transforming into a golden dragon that coiled around his body, protecting him firmly.
Immediately after, the golden dragon sword slashed upwards with a Rising Dragon Strike. It was as though a golden dragon had soared into the sky, wanting to lift Sword Monarch Green Bamboo up.
Sword Monarch Green Bamboo blocked with his sword. Under the tyrannical power, he was about to be sent flying. However, his body bent backwards like a bamboo being blown by a gust of wind before suddenly bouncing back. His sword slashed towards Tang Tianlong with an even more astonishing speed and violent power.
Chen Zong's eyes lit up when he saw this.
"Strong bamboo in the wind …" Chen Zong couldn't help muttering to himself.
When the wind blew against the bamboo, it would bend. If it didn't break, it would rebound. The rebound force was extremely powerful and could easily injure a person.
Sword Monarch Green Bamboo's strike was clearly derived from the essence of the Strong Bamboo in the wind.
The protective golden dragon was instantly shattered. Tang Tianlong retreated like a swimming dragon, and the golden dragon sword turned into a dragon head aura that attacked.
After the dragon head aura was shattered, Tang Tianlong managed to block Sword Monarch Green Bamboo's strike. However, he was already at a disadvantage.
Sword Monarch Green Bamboo's sword was like bamboo leaves being blown by the wind. They were densely packed and came from all directions without any pattern. They were light and fleeting, and their trajectories were hard to find. It was very difficult for Tang Tianlong to block them.
"Sword Monarch Green Bamboo is so strong."
"Tang Tianlong doesn't have any strength to fight back."
Although Tang Tianlong was a genius of the Longjian clan, there was still a gap between him and Sword Monarch Green Bamboo. Facing a powerful opponent whose attainments in the way of the sword were above his, it was already a testament to his outstanding willpower that he could hold on until now.
Tang Tianlong gritted his teeth and glared at Sword Monarch Green Bamboo. A golden aura erupted from his sword like a gust of wind. Then, he became one with his sword, transforming into a golden dragon that blasted towards Sword Monarch Green Bamboo with unparalleled dominance.
This was the last move of his counterattack.
However, Sword Monarch Green Bamboo's figure dissipated once again, causing the sword to miss. Shortly after, a gust of wind blew from his back. When it hit his back, it became extremely violent and directly blew Tang Tianlong out of the Thousand Sword Arena.
Defeated!
After a short while, Tang Tianlong was defeated by Sword Monarch Green Bamboo's sword. Once again, the strength of a Sword Monarch was demonstrated.
Below the Thousand Sword Arena, Tang Tianlong's expression kept changing. He hadn't suffered any serious injuries from that strike, only minor ones. He also understood that Sword Monarch Green Bamboo had held back. Through this point, it was clear that Sword Monarch Green Bamboo was much stronger than him.
"I will challenge you again." Tang Tianlong took a deep breath and said to Sword Monarch Green Bamboo. Then, he turned and strode away.
Originally, he was cultivating in seclusion. His cultivation had broken through to the Early Stage of the Seventh Level of the Extreme Mortal Realm. His Way of the Sword had also made great progress. Compared to before, his strength had greatly increased. Therefore, he was full of confidence and directly challenged a Sword Monarch.
He didn't expect to fail at the beginning. He also realized that the strength of a Sword Monarch wasn't something he could compare with.
After defeating his opponent, Sword Monarch Green Bamboo didn't show any joy or excitement. This was very normal.
"Is it over?"
"That was amazing."
Many people still wanted to see more.
"Are there any more challenges?"
"Yes, someone wants to challenge the 77th Sword Pagoda."
Chen Zong stood up and walked out of the Sword Tower. Then, he leaped over a few thousand meters like a swallow and landed on the Thousand Sword Arena.
In an instant, countless gazes fell on Chen Zong.
"Who is he?"
"I've never seen him before."
"Looking at him, he doesn't look like someone from our region."
Every region had its own uniqueness. Those who were born and grew up in that region would often leave behind the mark of that region. It could not be seen with the naked eye. It was a kind of feeling, and only those who were experienced, knowledgeable, and sharp enough could "see" it.
To put it more directly, it was like an accent.
Different regions had different accents. Some were very obvious, while others weren't. But those who understood would be able to tell.
"Maybe he's from another continent."
The Sword Pagoda in Ming Sword Continent was quite famous, especially from the neighboring continents. There were many who came because of its reputation.
Standing on the Thousand Sword Arena, Chen Zong wasn't nervous at all. His heart was as calm as water in an ancient well.
At this moment, another figure flew across the sky from another Sword Tower like a roc spreading its wings. In an instant, he had traveled a few thousand meters and landed on the Thousand Sword Arena. He was a hundred meters away from Chen Zong.
This person had a hooked nose, sunken eyes, and a pair of sharp eyes. His shoulders were broad and thick, and he wore a golden robe that was especially strange. The armpits were even wider.
"Yu Pengfei of the Golden Roc Sword."
"His aura is even stronger."
With a glance, Chen Zong could tell that his opponent was in the middle stage of the Extreme Sixth Level of the Mortal Realm. As for his attainment in swordsmanship, it would only be clear after the battle.
At this moment, the Thousand Swords Forbidden Vital Formation was activated. Under the power of the formation, Chen Zong immediately felt that his spiritual power was still. His powerful strength was also affected, but it wasn't as obvious as his spiritual power.
Even if he forcefully exploded, he wouldn't be able to break through this restriction.
The challenge of the Sword Pagoda was based on swordsmanship. It wasn't directly related to one's cultivation.
Yu Pengfei's gloomy and sharp eyes stared at Chen Zong as if he wanted to pierce through Chen Zong. But he realized that he couldn't see through Chen Zong's strength.
However, Chen Zong looked very young. No matter how powerful he was, there was a limit to his strength.
As for Yu Pengfei, after comprehending the insights of the 77th Sword Pagoda, his attainment in swordsmanship had improved significantly. His strength had also become much stronger.
"I'm not interested in knowing who you are. I only hope that you can take a few more strikes from me and let me enjoy myself more." Yu Pengfei laughed. His voice was slightly hoarse, and it sounded like metal rubbing against each other. It was especially ear-piercing.
"I'm afraid I can't." Chen Zong smiled and said.
"Oh, if that's the case, just admit defeat. Otherwise, once my sword is out of its sheath, it won't return without seeing blood." Yu Pengfei thought that Chen Zong had admitted defeat, so he sneered.
"Make your move." Chen Zong was calm and composed. He had the demeanor of a master.
The reason why Chen Zong asked Yu Pengfei to make a move was that he wanted to see Yu Pengfei's ability, especially his attainment in swordsmanship. After all, Yu Pengfei had to be outstanding to become the Pagoda Master.
Chen Zong's attitude made Yu Pengfei snort coldly. His eyes became sharper. However, since Yu Pengfei was so arrogant, he wasn't a kind person either. He didn't hold back.
When the ear-piercing sound of the sword rang out, the golden sword light pierced through the air and pierced through the air.
This sword was accompanied by a sharp sound. The sword light stretched and curved like the sharp beak of a roc, fiercely pecking at Chen Zong.
Chen Zong's eyes lit up slightly. It was indeed a very exquisite move. It contained some of the essence of the roc.
However, the sword missed. Yu Pengfei was surprised, but the sword did not stop. It trembled once again, and an even more resounding cry resounded through the world, tearing through the clouds. Immediately, the sword light turned into a golden Roc, flying across the sky and rushing towards Chen Zong.
The golden roc had a wingspan of ten meters. It was dazzling and lifelike. It was as if a real roc had spread its wings and flew in front of everyone.
The Golden Roc Sword lived up to its name.
Chen Zong narrowed his eyes slightly. He could clearly see that the golden roc was made up of countless strong sword Qi. Each sword Qi was astonishingly powerful. Its sharp beak, wings, and claws could all be used to kill people.
This move was also the culmination of the Golden Roc Sword and the Peng Flying Sword. It was perfected after comprehending the sword insights in the 77th Sword Pagoda. Today, it was displayed before everyone's eyes.
The golden roc spread its wings and flew across the sky. The terrifying sword pressure melted the hard Thousandsword Platform, leaving a straight sword mark that extended as the golden roc moved forward.
In front of the golden roc, Chen Zong stood motionless, as if he was stunned.
Just as the golden roc rushed in front of him, Chen Zong pulled out his sword. With a flick of his wrist, the Heavenly Will Sword touched the golden roc's head like a phoenix nodding.
The golden roc paused, as if it was frozen in mid-air. This scene seemed to be branded into everyone's eyes. It seemed to last forever.
In the next breath, starting from the tip of the sword, the golden roc's head began to disintegrate. It quickly spread to the rest of its body. In the blink of an eye, the lifelike golden roc dispersed like smoke.
Behind the smoke was Yu Pengfei's horrified face.
Unbelievable!
His strongest move was easily broken by the opponent's sword. This couldn't be real. This was a dream.
"It can't be."
"Did the two of them discuss it in advance?"
The surrounding spectators also widened their eyes as they questioned one after another.
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