Two Men Defeated in a Row
"Since you are so arrogant and dare to look down on me, don't blame me for being merciless!" Fang Shi was furious. He stepped forward and stood in the middle of the pavilion.
A fine steel sword appeared in his hand. The sword was very ordinary and there was nothing special about it.
In this battle, an ordinary steel longsword would be enough to win if they were to compete in swordsmanship.
Seeing Fang Shi walk out, Chu Xingyun stood up slowly. A fine steel sword also appeared in his hand. His eyes were calm as he stared at Fang Shi.
"Fight!" Fang Shi shouted. His voice was like a wild lion. It exploded in the air and made everyone's heart tremble.
In an instant, Fang Shi's hands were filled with an incomparably violent sword aura. The sword aura swept out, causing the space to emit a sizzling sound. In just an instant, his entire body seemed to be bathed in this violent sword aura.
Bang!
Fang Shi stomped on the ground with his right foot. Sword Qi bloomed, causing the ground to emit a dull cracking sound. The ground under his feet directly shattered, and deep sword marks spread out.
"What a domineering power." The crowd was shocked.
Fang Shi's swordsmanship was violent and rough. He used force to break force. At the same time, his physique was also very strong. He could easily destroy a ten-thousand-pound boulder with a raise of his hand.
Feeling the crowd's shocked gazes, Fang Shi raised his head and seemed to be very proud. He glanced at Chu Xingyun and found that he was still standing in the same place. The tip of his sword was lowered and he did not move at all.
"In a battle between swordsmen, momentum is very important. This person did not even make a move when facing me. He is indeed an arrogant person." Fang Shi sneered in his heart. His body flashed and landed in front of Chu Xingyun. He slashed out with his sword, as if he had transformed into a ferocious lion.
Chu Xingyun was still standing. He raised his hand and a cold light flowed on his long sword. The sword floated as if it had turned into a phantom and completely disappeared from the crowd's sight.
"I won!" Fang Shi sneered. He was only three feet away from Chu Xingyun. In such a narrow space, there was no way for his opponent to dodge.
However, did Chu Xingyun think about dodging?
His eyes shone with a dazzling light. The sword appeared in the air and filled the surrounding space with a mysterious power. It was neither heavy nor light, invisible and formless. However, it appeared clearly in the eyes of the crowd and met Fang Shi's violent sword head-on.
Crack!
The swords collided and a violent sword aura was released, oppressing both of them.
The Sword Qi was too powerful. When it landed on Fang Shi's body, it was like a boulder falling onto the ground. A series of muffled sounds could be heard as an expression of extreme pain appeared on his face.
However, despite the pain, Fang Shi was still extremely happy.
"I have the Earth Splitting Lion, Wu Ling. My physique is much stronger than other experts of the same level. Even I was shocked by this sword aura. That guy can't possibly withstand it." Fang Shi thought to himself. He looked at Chu Xingyun and was stunned.
In his field of vision, Chu Xingyun was standing in front of him. They were only half a foot apart.
When those violent sword qi descended onto his body, it was like a clay ox that had entered the sea, and it instantly vanished without the slightest sound. This scene was like a grain of sand that had smashed onto boundless land, and it was utterly insignificant.
"Get lost!" Chu Xingyun's eyes flashed with a trace of impatience. His long sword trembled slightly and dispersed the sword aura. A ray of light flashed and landed on Fang Shi's body. He was sent flying for more than ten meters and hit the wall. His vision disappeared and he fainted on the spot.
Silence reigned.
The crowd was dumbfounded. They stared at Chu Xingyun in disbelief.
In their hearts, Chu Xingyun's strength was far from Fang Shi's. The result of this battle was already obvious. There was no suspense.
At this moment, their expectations had come true.
There was no suspense in this battle. However, the one who lost was Fang Shi.
"What sharp swordsmanship. What a domineering physique." Xia Qingcheng's mouth was also agape. She knew that Chu Xingyun's swordsmanship was profound, but she did not expect it to be so profound. He shattered Fang Shi's sword aura with just a thought.
Moreover, Chu Xingyun's physique was also very domineering. He was not afraid of the sword aura from both sides and sent Fang Shi flying.
All of this was like a black fog that completely enveloped Chu Xingyun. It added a sense of mystery to him. Even Xia Qingcheng took a few deep looks at him. Her heart was filled with amazement.
After Chu Xingyun defeated Fang Shi, there was no expression on his face. He said casually, "This is the number one maniac of the Qian Martial Emperor. How disappointing."
His voice was directed at Fang Shi, who was unconscious on the ground. However, his dark eyes were looking at Bai Muchen. "I heard that Mr. Bai has already touched the threshold of becoming one with the sword. Your swordsmanship is unparalleled and you have defeated countless experts. I would like to see how mysterious your sword is."
After saying that, Chu Xingyun raised his hand. Rays of sword aura were released and finally formed a huge ancient sword. The sword had no spiritual power, but it had a terrifying power that could destroy heaven and earth.
Bai Muchen could feel the awe-inspiring sword aura. His face turned gloomy as he clenched his fists tightly.
He knew very well that Chu Xingyun's words were meant to provoke him so that he would fight Chu Xingyun and prove his reputation as a genius so that he could enter the Ancient Sword Gathering openly.
However, the most helpless thing was that Bai Muchen could not reject.
If he rejected Chu Xingyun, he would definitely be ridiculed by the crowd. People would think that Bai Muchen was afraid of Chu Xingyun and did not dare to accept the challenge.
Such an outcome was even more embarrassing than losing.
After pondering for a moment, Bai Muchen let out a low roar and landed in front of Chu Xingyun. His eyes were cold as he said, "You have really angered me this time."
Weng!
The sound of a sword rang out. Bai Muchen held his sword and charged towards Chu Xingyun.
In just an instant, the sword aura of spiritual power descended. Although the sword aura was heavy, it was weightless. There was not even a trace of spiritual power from heaven and earth. It was the purest sword aura.
"Man and Sword as One!" Bai Muchen let out another roar and charged forward with his sword. However, Chu Xingyun was already standing in front of him. He stretched out his palm slightly and thrust his sword forward.
This sword was very slow and did not contain any strength. However, for some reason, this sword aura broke through Bai Muchen's sword aura and imprinted itself into his eyes. It was as if it wanted to kill him completely.
Bai Muchen's body stiffened. A hint of struggle flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to admit defeat, he saw a cold light sweeping towards him and slapped his right cheek.
The result was naturally the same as Fang Shi's. After being sent flying, he fainted completely.
"How boring!" Chu Xingyun shook his head. He kept his sword and returned to his seat.
When he returned to his seat, the crowd regained their senses. All of them widened their eyes and stared at the two people on the ground.
Not long after, their expressions changed. They did not dare to look down on Chu Xingyun anymore. They did not even dare to look at him.
"His performance was shocking, but it was a little overbearing." Xia Qingcheng turned sideways and whispered to Chu Xingyun.
Fang Shi and Bai Muchen were both monstrous geniuses of their respective dynasties.
Wherever they went, they would be the center of attention. Even in Ancient Sword City, it was no exception. However, now, they were lying on the ground like dead dogs. It was really funny.
"I think this is not bad. Don't you think it's much quieter now?" Chu Xingyun shrugged and said casually.
The purpose of his attack this time was to establish his dominance.
He defeated two people in a row in a domineering manner and used facts to shut the mouths of the crowd.
Now, he did it. The crowd shut their mouths obediently and did not say anything else. That was enough.
As for whether his actions were overbearing or appropriate, Chu Xingyun did not care. He could not be bothered to care.
"The Ancient Sword Conference has not started yet, and there are already fights. You guys are really bold to not take the Wanjian Pavilion seriously!"
At this moment, a cold voice was heard.
A figure walked over from the long corridor. This person was wearing a pitch-black soft armor and had a longsword at his waist. There was a sharp aura between his brows like a sharp sword, giving people a suffocating feeling.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Chang!"
When they saw this person, regardless of whether they were geniuses or monstrous geniuses, they all bowed slightly and looked at him with fear. Even Xia Qingcheng did the same and bowed.
This young man was naturally Chang Mingyang.
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