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As the sun rises, it reaches its zenith, and in the blink of an eye, it is already evening.
The setting sun resembles blood, casting a golden hue over all the trees near the Tavern.
Around the Bailu Mountain Restaurant, there is a sea of people; martial artists are packed together, eagerly anticipating the upcoming fierce battle.
At this moment, on the walls of the Tavern's outer courtyard, on the scenic rock formations, and on the rooftops of nearby shops and residences, young martial artists are standing everywhere, along with other martial artists who have come to watch.
The outer circle of martial artists is no less than the inner circle; they simply cannot squeeze in and can only jump up and down in frustration.
The scene is bustling and lively, truly overwhelming.
However, there are special circumstances for some observers.
For instance, ten cranes hovering in the sky are female disciples of the Yihua Sacred Palace, granting them the privilege to observe from above everyone’s heads.
...
Yuan Chonghuan and Lin Qiubai stand side by side on the ninth floor.
Lin Qiubai appears relaxed and indifferent, while Yuan Chonghuan is filled with fighting spirit.
"Lin Brother, it seems my strength has improved quite a bit. May I draw my sword to give it a try?"
Yuan Chonghuan smoothly stepped into the realm of Sword Intent.
At this moment, he was brimming with confidence. Seeing Lin Qiubai lazily nod, he leaped out of the Tavern with great enthusiasm and approached Wuzhi.
"Sixth Young Master? I'm here to challenge you!"
With that, Yuan Chonghuan began to draw his sword.
A fierce sword aura slowly rose, resembling a venomous snake emerging from its hole. It was chillingly terrifying!
The watching warriors felt a shiver run down their spines and collectively took a step back to avoid its sharpness.
Yuan Chonghuan's eyes narrowed slightly.
The longsword in his hand erupted with astonishing Sword Intent.
The swords of the warriors present trembled violently in their sheaths, the blades crying out like a hundred birds flocking towards a phoenix.
It was as if ten thousand horses were galloping, shaking the hearts of all who witnessed it.
Only one person at the front of the crowd, an Azure Robed Youth, held his sword steadily without any sign of disturbance.
Wuzhi's gaze sharpened as he looked at Yuan Chonghuan, his face filled with confusion.
Yesterday, I saw him, and he wasn't this formidable. How did his combat power soar overnight?!
Who would have thought that Lin Qiubai would casually pull out two stalks of Essence Grass, a completely unexpected move.
It was precisely because of the combined effects of the two stalks of Essence Grass and Celestial Music that Yuan Chonghuan rapidly transformed from Half-Step Sword Intent to a terrifying level of Sword Intent.
Now, looking at him, Yuan Chonghuan is incredibly confident and filled with fighting spirit.
"A sword fills the building with wind."
Yuan Chonghuan exclaimed lightly. His figure turned into a streak of light, charging towards Wuzhi.
Seeing this, Wuzhi leaped into the air, wielding a black narrow knife in each hand. The knives were extremely slender, allowing them to easily slice through the air and create shockwaves.
However, Wuzhi's Realm was clearly not as profound as Yuan Chonghuan's.
The overwhelming Sword Intent loomed like a harbinger of an impending storm.
The female disciples of Yihua Sacred Palace riding on the Crane sat cross-legged in tension, fearing their skirts would be lifted.
Meanwhile, the Crane's neatly arranged feathers became disheveled due to the rampant Sword Intent.
"What a powerful Sword Intent! This isn't just a basic level of Sword Intent, is it?"
Lin Qiubai gazed at the vast expanse of Sword Intent, slightly taken aback. This astonishing momentum rivals that of the Quasi-Divine Level Martial Technique Blood Battle in Hell at its minor completion!
With a single stroke of Sword Intent, he infused it with King-Level Martial Arts, elevating it to the level of Quasi-Divine Level Martial Technique.
Yuan Chonghuan's talent in swordsmanship is simply terrifying!
"He possesses a special sword body. It's likely above King-Level in terms of physique. It's hard to specify exactly which category it belongs to."
The weapon spirit explained to Lin Qiubai.
Lin Qiubai nodded, and in the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged a move.
Sword Intent clashed with Sword Intent.
It was evident that Sixth Young Master Wuzhi's Sword Intent lacked refinement.
In a single exchange, Wuzhi was forced back ten steps, while Yuan Chonghuan only retreated three steps.
The two stood facing each other. Their Sword Intents intertwined, creating a storm of Vital Energy in the Void.
The crowd stepped back to avoid the sharpness.
Wuzhi's face turned extremely ugly. Being defeated by an Out-of-State martial artist made his face burn with shame.
Two black blades condensed into an extremely dark Phantom, fiercely slashing toward Yuan Chonghuan.
"Rock-Splitting Wave-Cutting Slash! Low-Rank King-Level Martial Arts. This is Wuzhi's strongest trump card. Wuzhi himself is exceptionally skilled in blade techniques; with both blades swinging, he can slice through solid metal as if it were paper! When using Martial Arts, few can block him. I didn't expect him to use his trump card so quickly; Yuan Chonghuan is going to be defeated!"
A certain Young Martial Artist analyzed.
Feeling the chilling blade intent of Wuzhi, Yuan Chonghuan's expression remained unchanged. Suddenly, he shifted his sword stance and shouted:
"One sword strikes from Wuxia!"
In an instant, Yuan Chonghuan's sword intent solidified into a Flat Boat, seemingly rushing down from the turbulent currents of Wuxia.
Although there were towering, jagged rocks ahead, that Flat Boat of sword intent maneuvered effortlessly!
Finally, the Flat Boat surged forth with the torrent, cascading for miles!
"This martial arts move is perfectly natural. Tsk tsk, it must be self-created. This young man is quite formidable!"
The weapon spirit was astonished. Just as it was marveling, the long sword clashed with the black knife.
In that moment, blades clashed in a symphony of sound, a storm vortex entwining around the knife and sword, the energy storm spreading outward.
Wuzhi gritted his teeth, pouring his entire energy into the two black blades.
However, Yuan Chonghuan's sword technique flowed like the waters of the Yellow River, relentless and unending!
Wuzhi was sent flying backward, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his hands trembling uncontrollably on the knife.
"I... have lost?"
Like he had lost his soul, Wuzhi stood there in shock.
"I can't even defeat him, let alone Lin Brother."
Yuan Chonghuan sheathed his longsword and shook his head coldly.
Wuzhi opened his mouth, wanting to say something but hesitating.
A drop of blood rolled onto the blade, which was still hot from the previous clash, glimmering red against the black.
At that moment, the blood touched the blade, sizzling as if it were being tempered, releasing wisps of blue smoke.
Wuzhi turned away dejectedly and walked into the crowd.
...
"Interesting. Wuxia Prefecture's Yuan Chonghuan, is it? Let's exchange a few moves."
A youth in azure robes stepped forward slowly, raising his longsword.
The sword sheath was brilliantly silver and exquisitely crafted, emanating a fleeting sharp aura.
"Third Son of the Imperial Capital, Tang Fengxue. Swordsman."
With that, Tang Fengxue spun the sword sheath and chose not to draw the sword!
Yuan Chonghuan's eyes burned with fury; this person was simply too arrogant. How could he underestimate him like this!
Yuan Chonghuan snorted coldly and drew his sword.
However, in the next moment, he suddenly felt a light poke on his chest, causing his Vital Energy to become chaotic, and his body was sent flying backward.
The Thirty-Six Young Masters of the Imperial Capital, the Top Three Young Masters, were all figures of Peerless Genius level.
Even among the Sixth Young Master of the Thirty-Six Young Masters, the Top Three Young Masters could create a significant gap with the younger generation behind them.
Right now, this was a powerful manifestation of the Top Three Young Masters!
Lin Qiubai transformed into a fleeting shadow, catching Yuan Chonghuan and sending him to the Ninth Floor Tavern.
"You are really light."
Lin Qiubai said this inexplicably before turning to look at Tang Fengxue.
Tang Fengxue wore a simple Azure Robe, neat and elegant, with a flask of wine at his waist, exuding an air of refinement.
Whoosh!
Lin Qiubai vanished in an instant, and the next moment, his fist was already smashing toward Tang Fengxue. Like a cliff's dangerous rock, it suddenly fell.
Tang Fengxue's pupils constricted sharply, and his heart trembled.
Clang!
His silver Longsword stirred up a fierce Vital Energy storm, completely wrapping around Lin Qiubai's fists and arms.
It momentarily hindered Lin Qiubai. Then, it suddenly slashed out.
The reaction was extremely quick, and the emergency response in that instant could be described as seamless; however, Lin Qiubai's speed was simply too terrifying.
That punch struck the abdomen of the Longsword.
With a clang, tens of thousands of Young Martial Artists gasped in shock.
The fairies sitting cross-legged on the Crane looked grave, some even unable to bear to watch.
"Lin Qiubai is being too arrogant, isn't he? That's the third young master of the imperial capital!"
Yuan Chonghuan also wore an extremely strange expression.
This... directly using a Spirit-Level High-Grade Artifact to clash with Martial Arts?
I've really never seen this before!
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