It was bronze and filled with an extremely sharp Qi. Holy Might filled the air, causing the entire space to tremble.
"Mu Lan, admit defeat immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless!" Jin Buju threatened confidently as he dispelled Mu Lan's desolation.
"Hmph. Die." Mu Lan was cold and aloof. She didn't say anything. She slashed with her sword. She wanted to use her own strength to resist Holy Might.
"You're courting death." Jin Buju was furious. He threw a punch that could destroy heaven and earth. Rumbling sounds filled the air, and the world shook violently. The desolate world disappeared.
"Oh, as expected," snorted Mu Lan. She was still sent flying. She was slightly injured and her expression was grave.
"Fairy Mu Lan, surrender. You're not my match," threatened Jin Buju again.
"If we use a Saint Weapon, I'm afraid that the outcome is still unknown." Mu Lan coldly smiled. Astonishingly, a sword appeared in her hand.
It possessed the might of an emperor that ruled the world …. As soon as this sword appeared, it was like an emperor of the heavens had descended to the world, and it caused everyone to unconsciously feel the desire to submit and worship it.
"The Son of Heaven's Sword … The Son of Heaven's Sword actually found that sword!" Jin Buju's expression became extremely unsightly. The entire crowd burst into an uproar because of the sword.
The Son of Heaven's Sword was a Holy Weapon that had been passed down by the Emperor of the Qian Kun bloodline. It possessed boundless divine might.
It was shining with platinum light. It was noble and supreme. The image of an Emperor seemed to appear on the sword. Millions and millions of people bowed their heads.
"Not bad. If you can borrow a Holy Weapon, so can I. Take this sword!" shouted Mu Lan. Suddenly, she slashed with her sword. Everyone's eyes widened in anticipation.
"Clang!" Imperial aura shot out, splitting the world apart. This sword was powerful to the extreme. It slashed down on Jin Buju's head, causing the space and time to tremble.
"Ah!" He raised his fist to meet the attack head-on, but it was obvious that he had failed. With a boom, the Son of Heaven's Sword sent Jin Buju flying. He spat out blood and was extremely miserable.
Sacred Weapons were also divided into different levels, and Jin Buju's Sacred Weapon was clearly of a lower level. Under the suppression of the Son of Heaven Sword, it was difficult for him to withstand a single blow.
"You …" Jin Bucui looked at the sword in shock. He felt that his Holy Weapon had been suppressed to the point that it could not unleash its power at all. They were both above the heavens and the earth, but the other party was above the heavens and the earth. Even his gloves were above the heavens and the earth.
Fight? Jin Bucui knew very well that this was Mu Lan. If it was the Emperor himself, even if he had a Holy Weapon, he would still be killed in one strike.
"Don't fight anymore … I admit defeat …" Seeing Mu Lan slashing at him again, Jin Bucuo quickly raised his hands and surrendered. He didn't dare to fight anymore.
"Hmph." Mu Lan didn't chase after him. She let Jin Bucui go. She had won gloriously.
"Congratulations, Fairy. You're really impressive. You've shown the prestige of our Tianzi Association. If the Emperor knows about this, he'll be very happy." As soon as he returned, Miao Yang immediately bowed and praised her.
"That's enough. The next battle will be extremely dangerous. Those who don't have a Saint-level Divine Weapon should take the initiative to withdraw from the competition. You should know that where there's life, there's hope." Mu Lan looked at her team members and kindly reminded them.
"Sigh, I really can't fight anymore. I'm withdrawing from the competition …" Jiang Shende and the other two team members immediately withdrew from the competition.
"Chen Jiu, aren't you withdrawing from the competition?" Mu Lan frowned and continued to glare at Chen Jiu.
"Could it be that in Fairy's eyes, I'm so weak that I can't even withstand a single blow?" Chen Jiu chuckled and said confidently.
"Chen Jiu, this is a Saint-level battle. Even if you have some skills, you should think about yourself carefully." Mu Lan shouted angrily.
"I've known Fairy for so long. When have you ever seen me?" Chen Jiu said meaningfully.
"You … you really don't know what's good for you." Mu Lan blushed and reprimanded him bitterly.
"Fairy, you don't have to worry about me. I have Lian 'er." Chen Jiu boldly hugged Zhao Lian' er and declared his sovereignty.
"Young Master." Zhao Lian 'er's innocent face blushed. She looked at Chen Jiu with admiration and intoxication.
"Damn it, this stinking brat, how can he pursue the Ethereal Fairy …" Seeing Chen Jiu and Zhao Lian 'er being so intimate, the other students were even more furious. They were so jealous that they wanted to go crazy.
"You …" Mu Lan saw that Zhao Lian 'er was not worried at all. She couldn't help but wonder if Chen Jiu had other tricks up his sleeve.
Yes, this man had repeatedly embarrassed Mu Lan, but he did have an extremely mysterious trump card. He was definitely an opponent that could not be underestimated. She even faintly felt that this man seemed to be her biggest rival for the championship.
Unbelievable. Shaking her head, Mu Lan felt that she was overthinking and didn't pay much attention to it.
"Buzz …" Soon, the results of a new round of lottery were announced. It was Chen Jiu's turn to go on the stage again.
"Hmph, Chen Jiu, let's see where you can run now." He sneered. His opponent was actually Miao Yang from Tianzi Association, second only to Mu Lan in Qiankun College.
"Oh? So it's Senior Brother Miao. Please give me some pointers. "Chen Jiu cupped his hands and spoke politely.
"Pointers? I'll give you some pointers on how to behave," Miao Yang coldly rebuked. "Chaotic Space World!"
"Rumble …" The entire space collapsed. Chaotic space-time currents swept through the world, turning into a spatial storm that tore apart people's souls.
"Oh? So senior apprentice-brother Miao Yang cultivates spatial energy. No wonder he can create chaos out of thin air. "Chen Jiu was startled, but he wasn't afraid. He took a step forward, and with a majestic gait, he stepped into space as well. With a rumbling sound, his fist struck Miao Yang.
"What …" Just as everyone was shocked, Miao Yang disappeared into thin air. It was extremely strange.
"Hmph, you have some skill, but it ends here. Spatial Storm." Miao Yang appeared again and struck out with his palm.
"Rumble …" Space churned, and true chaos appeared. A tornado-like storm swept through the world, swallowing everything in its path. It faintly contained a trace of law control.
"The Tianzi Association really does have many geniuses. This Miao Yang probably won't even need a month to become a seventh rank Martial Scholar …" Everyone praised, but they couldn't help worrying for Chen Jiu.
"Dragon Soars the Heavens!" Chen Jiu shouted, shocking the world once more. Two dragon wings appeared on his back, and he actually ignored the spatial storm to once more attack Miao Yang.
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