Chapter 36: Heavy Breaking Speed (Part 2)

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  "Ten swords will defeat you!"

  Xuantian let out a loud roar, and as his voice fell, the entire person's momentum burst forth. The dust-covered sword heart revealed its edge, and a strand of vital energy shot up from the top of his head, reaching dozens of feet high. The vital energy was like a sword, straight, sharp, brave, and unyielding.

  Sword energy surged out of Xuan Tian's body, enveloping the entire arena. The majestic momentum was no less than Zhang Long and Gu Xiyan's battle earlier.

  The disciples under the stage were shocked, Xuan Tian had always been low-key and never showed off his skills, even after defeating one opponent after another, others couldn't see how deep his abilities were.

  However, this time facing Lin Wuying, Xuantian exploded with his true strength, and the whole person was like a sharp sword, with an overwhelming momentum that instantly suppressed Lin Wuying, making those giant disciples who had high hopes for Lin Wuying shocked and stunned in their hearts, instantly overturning their views that Xuantian was inferior to Lin Wuying.

  Facing the overwhelming momentum of Xuantian, Lin Wuying was suddenly frightened. It turned out that even when dealing with Li Yichang, Xuantian had not used his full strength. The confidence and composure in Lin Wuying's heart instantly collapsed a little.

  Whoosh!

  A sword light flashed, like a swift light, like lightning, like a meteor, like fireworks, the speed was so fast that it reached its peak, and it disappeared in an instant.

  Lin Wuying was no longer calm and collected, taking the initiative to strike first. The slender sword in his hand, Xinghong Sword, instantly appeared in front of Xuantian's face.

  Facing Lin Wuying's sudden arrival with the Surprising Swan Sword, Xuantian did not dodge or evade. The glint of his Frost Snow Sword burst forth, and his entire being erupted with energy. With one slash of his sword, he shouted: "First Sword."

  The sword's aura is like a crescent moon, with unparalleled brilliance. The sword's momentum is like a mountain range, with unparalleled heaviness. The sword's speed is like a shadow of the wind, with unparalleled swiftness.

  Clang!

  A loud sound of metal clashing echoed out as Hanshuo Sword clashed with Jinghong Sword.

  A surge of great power came from the Xingyue Sword, and Lin Wuying was greatly shocked. Xuantian's sword had actually merged 'heavy' and 'fast' together, its speed was no less than his, but its power far surpassed his.

  "The Second Sword!"

  Xuantian let out a loud roar, his sword energy surging forth in all directions for dozens of feet, carrying an aura of unparalleled dominance, speed as fast as lightning, and power as heavy as a mountain range, counterattacking Lin Wuying.

  At this moment, Xuantian no longer had any fancy sword moves, his sword style having only three characteristics: Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

  The second sword, Xuantian has already seized the initiative, Lin Wuying's momentum is weak, under Xuantian's overbearing attack, only resistance remains.

  Clang!

  Another loud sound of metal clashing, the Shocking Swan Sword sent wave after wave of aftershocks, like the wind, one wave after another, shaking Lin Wuyin's arm numb, his heart becoming more and more horrified.

  Lin Wuying's sword was fast, but his internal strength wasn't great. Xuan Tian's internal strength was rich and full, and his sword speed wasn't slower than Lin Wuying's. With the same speed, he had even greater power, causing Lin Wuying to retreat again and again. The Surprising Swan Sword almost flew out of his hand.

  "The Third Sword!"

  "The Fourth Sword!"

  ……

  ……

  Xuantian's sword was faster than one sword, more ruthless than one sword!

  ……

  ……

  "The Ninth Sword!"

  Clang!

  In a crisp and loud sound, the Surprising Swan Sword flew out of Lin Wuying's hand, transforming into a flowing light that shot out over ten meters away.

  "The Tenth Sword, Wind Sounds Rise!"

  Xuantian's sword momentum remained unchanged, his entire aura had already risen to a critical point, towering above like a high peak, completely suppressing Lin Wuying. With the tenth sword strike, Xuantian finally completed the first move of his sword technique.

  As soon as the move was made, it was the ultimate technique of the Wind Chasing Swordsmanship. In an instant, the flashing sword edge suddenly disappeared, and the sword speed reached its peak, almost piercing into the void. The naked eye could not distinguish it, and only the rustling sound of the wind was heard, echoing everywhere.

  Lin Wuying's eyes widened in shock, suddenly dimming, all his will to fight gone. He knew that Xuantian's sword was the true Invisible Sword, and even the sword itself couldn't be seen, how could he possibly defend against it?

  Lin Wuying's body suddenly retreated, turning into a residual shadow, and in an instant, he leaped out of the arena. Lin Wuying was known for his swift swordsmanship, and his agility was also astonishing, allowing him to dodge the fatal blow "Wind Sounds Rise".

  But once out of the arena, Lin Wuying was already defeated.

  With just ten moves, Xuan Tian defeated Kuai Jian Lin Wu Ying, winning the eighth round and advancing to the ninth round, entering the top four.

  The battle on the first arena ended quickly as well, Yang Dingjun's internal and external skills were unbeatable, using only five moves to defeat Zhu Dan, advancing to the ninth round one step ahead of Xuan Tian.

  The four semifinalists of the ninth round are: No. 1 Bai Zhanhe, No. 2 Zhang Long, No. 3 Yang Dingjun, and No. 467 Xuan Tian.

  Defeating Lin Wuying, Xuan Tian immediately felt two gazes as sharp as sword lights and knife edges on himself. Turning around, he saw that the two were Zhang Long and Yang Dingjun.

  Zhang Long and Yang Dingjun's swordsmanship is also mainly based on the tyrannical way, Xuan Tian defeated Lin Wuying's sword momentum, Zhang Long defeated Gu Xiyan, and Yang Dingjun defeated Zhu Dan, basically without much difference.

  The only difference is that Zhang Long and Xuan Tian are both all-around, although their swordsmanship is overbearing, but in terms of speed and technique, they are extremely refined. On the other hand, Yang Ding Jun is purely overbearing, using absolute power to destroy everything, unstoppable.

  In the ninth round, Xuantian's opponent was either Bai Zhanghe, Zhang Long or Yang Dingjun. With a 66% probability of facing either Zhang Long or Yang Dingjun, Xuantian's eyes also produced an excited glint.

  Although contending for first place is Xuantian's goal, he also has a three-month agreement with Zhang Long and a grudge against Yang Dingjun that spans one palm. Defeating Zhang Long and Yang Dingjun in the process of competing for first place is also something Xuantian wants to do.

  The eyes of the three met in mid-air, like the clash of swords, and all the disciples felt the intense and incompatible relationship between Xuan Tian and Zhang Long, Yang Dingjun.

  In the distance, Bai Zhanghe touched his nose and thought: These three guys have completely ignored Laozi, the number one.

  Bai Zhanhe also burst out with momentum, casting his gaze towards Xuan Tian, Zhang Long and Yang Dingjun, his eyes like swords, the collision between them became even more intense.

  Xuantian first withdrew his gaze, got off the stage, and sat down to rest on one side. Many ordinary disciples looked at Xuantian with eyes full of admiration, but seeing that he was resting, they didn't dare disturb him. As a result, Huangshi and Lindow, who were beside Xuantian, suddenly became the objects of fawning by the ordinary disciples, instantly becoming figures of great importance among the outer sect disciples.

  Even some of the elite disciples who had achieved seven or eightfold cultivation came over to flatter Huang Shi and Lin Dong, lavishing praise on them with admiration that flowed like a mighty river, uninterrupted.

  Especially Huang Shi, everyone knows he is the younger brother of Xuan Tian. His cultivation also improved due to taking Qihuangcao. On that day, his cultivation broke through from Wudao Realm 4th layer to 5th layer. Now more than ten days have passed, and the medicinal power of Qihuangcao has raised his cultivation to the 6th layer.

  There was still some of the medicinal power of the Gan Huang Cao left in Huang Shi's body, and after fully absorbing it, he would break through to the Seventh Level of Cultivation in no time. He would become an elite disciple, another legend among ordinary disciples, following in the footsteps of Xuan Tian.

  The fifth to eighth place matches ended quickly, with Lin Wuying taking fifth place, Ma Tao sixth place, Gu Xiyuan seventh place, and Zhu Dan eighth place.

  With the end of the fifth to eighth place matches, the ninth round of the ranking tournament has already begun.

  In the ninth round, it was a four-to-two victory, with Xuan Tian's Ten Swords defeating Lin Wuying. The strength he showed made him worthy of competing with Bai Zhanghe, Zhang Long, and Yang Dingjun, and no one dared to underestimate Xuan Tian again, even if his opponent was among the top three giants in the entire outer sect.

  In the ninth round of competition, Bai Zhanhe, Zhang Long, Yang Dingjun, and Xuan Tian were all so powerful. Except for Yang Dingjun's first place, which most disciples agreed on, the second, third, and fourth places sparked intense debate among the disciples. Each person had a winner in mind, either Bai Zhanhe, Zhang Long, or Xuan Tian.

  This round of competition did not draw lots, and the sect directly arranged for the four people to form two pairs.

  The first game, Bai Zhanhe against Yang Dingjun.

  The second round, Zhang Long vs Xuan Tian.

  Another arena was removed, and in the entire square, only one arena remained. The eyes of all the spectators fell on the only arena left in the square.

  Xuantian was no exception. In the ninth round of the competition, he was also very concerned because Bai Zhanghe, Zhang Long, and Yang Dingjun were all opponents that Xuantian attached great importance to.

  Bai Zhanhe and Yang Dingjun stepped onto the stage, each having their own influence among the outer sect disciples. Not only did they have elite disciples of the 7th, 8th, and 9th levels, but also top-notch disciples of the 10th level, all cheering and shouting for the two of them.

  The battle between Bai Zhanhe and Yang Dingjun began quickly.

  Bai Zhanhe's sword was like flowing clouds, with a sense of transcending the mundane. His swordsmanship was as smooth and natural as floating clouds and flowing water, with a sense of unity between the sword and his body. It was extremely natural, and often what seemed to be an ordinary move in his hands became flawless and powerful, leaving people feeling incredulous.

  Normally, a warrior of the tenth realm would feel that the person in front of them is an iron fortress, with their entire being and sword merged as one, almost invulnerable, flawless, and would give rise to the idea that they are unbeatable, defeat is only a matter of time.

  If he were to encounter another martial artist of the same level, Bai Zhanhe would basically have an unbeatable advantage.

  However, Bai Zhanhe's opponent was Yang Dingjun. If it could be said that Bai Zhanhe's swordsmanship was flawless and impenetrable, like an iron fortress!

  Yang Dingjun was like an invincible attacking machine, with a purely overbearing sword aura that used absolute power to destroy everything in front of him. Even if his opponent's defense was flawless, he would still manage to find a weakness and strike through it.

  Even if it's a solid city wall, or an iron fortress, the sword momentum of Yang Dingjun's overbearingness will cause the solid city wall to collapse and the iron fortress to be destroyed.

  Yang Dingjun's attack was like a raging storm, like a meteor falling from the sky, like a mighty river rushing forward, like a huge wave crashing against the heavens, unstoppable.

  Bai Zhanhe and Yang Dingjun clashed for over thirty moves, but ultimately could not withstand Yang Dingjun's fierce attack, like a raging storm, and was knocked off the stage with a single sword strike.

  In the ninth round, first game, Yang Dingjun won and advanced to the tenth round final.

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