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"Boom"
After a loud crashing sound echoed, the two figures on the stage flew back, gazing at each other from a distance.
When everyone saw the condition of the two on stage, they couldn't help but gasp in shock.
At this moment, Aotian's face was pale, his eyes dim, and there was a faint trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. The ice blue color that had originally appeared bright on his body was now dull and lifeless, as if it could dissipate at any moment.
On the other side, Mo Gang was not faring any better. He was panting heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His clothes had been torn to shreds at some point, exposing his dark skin to the air. Blood was continuously seeping from his pores, creating a terrifying sight.
Aotian had cultivated the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body, so his physical strength was extraordinarily formidable. If it weren't for Mo Gang's Extraordinary cultivation level, he would have likely been defeated by Aotian's attack long ago.
Mo Gang took a deep breath, his gaze icy as he stared at Aotian and said:
"Aotian, I believe you are quite curious about why I can consistently rank fourth in the Inner Courtyard Rankings? Let me tell you now!"
As he spoke, Mo Gang waved his hand over his Storage Ring. In his hand appeared a one-foot-long brush.
The brush was entirely blue and appeared somewhat ethereal. The bristles at the tip were sharp like a blade, giving off an indescribable sense of sharpness.
That sharpness seemed capable of piercing through everything in the world; even the strongest defenses would appear fragile under the tip of this brush.
Upon seeing this brush, Aotian's expression instantly became serious. He could feel that even with the incredible defense of his Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body, he would still be as vulnerable as tofu beneath this brush's edge.
This was a low-grade treasure, but the sharpness and ferocity contained within it were likely beyond what even a Medium-Grade Treasure could withstand.
Weapons are classified into ordinary weapons, treasures, spirit weapons, and divine weapons. Each level is further divided into upper, middle, and lower grades.
Although treasures are not uncommon in Fengyun Nation, most are possessed by individuals of status and strength. However, the Brush of Treasures that Mo Gang held made Aotian feel apprehensive. This treasure was likely not an ordinary one...
On the Dueling Platform, when Ying Tianrui saw Mo Gang take out the Brush of Treasures, his expression suddenly changed, and he murmured:
"How is this possible? How could Mo Gang have the Sky-Breaking Brush? This can't be true..."
"No, the power of the Sky-Breaking Brush can't be this weak. Could it be a replica..."
Beside him, Snow Qincheng noticed Ying Tianrui muttering to himself and curiously approached to ask:
"Tian Rui, what's wrong? What are you mumbling about?"
Ying Tianrui took a deep breath, calmed his fluctuating emotions, and softly said:
"Sister Xue Qingcheng, if I'm not mistaken, the brush that Mo Gang is using is the Sky-Breaking Brush."
"What is the Sky-Breaking Brush?"
"The Sky-Breaking Brush is known as the number one divine artifact of Confucianism and Taoism. Its sharpness is extremely fierce, and it is said to be able to cut through all time and space. Even experts from the Celestial Spirit Realm would be nothing more than chickens and dogs under the Sky-Breaking Brush!" Ying Tianrui said with a serious expression.
"What?!"
Snow Qincheng was taken aback, her face pale. Although she didn't fully understand what the Sky-Breaking Brush was, the term 'divine artifact' made her feel terrified. After all, calling it a legend would not be an exaggeration.
When Snow Qincheng heard Ying Tianrui's last statement that "even experts from the Celestial Spirit Realm would be nothing more than chickens and dogs under the Sky-Breaking Brush," she could no longer hold back and was about to rush onto the Dueling Platform to help Aotian.
Fortunately, Ying Tianrui quickly stopped her.
"Sister Xue Qingcheng, don't be anxious. The brush in Mo Gang's hand should only be a replica of the Sky-Breaking Brush, not the real Sky-Breaking Brush."
After hearing Ying Tianrui's words, Snow Qincheng calmed her excited emotions. She knew that Ying Tianrui was right; this brush was merely a replica of the Sky-Breaking Brush, and its quality was only that of a low-grade treasure.
If it were a true divine artifact, how could it possess only such power at this moment? The entire Xuantian Academy would have likely been destroyed under the might of that divine artifact.
The current silence indicated that the brush was just a treasure, its power far inferior to that of the Sky-Breaking Brush.
With these thoughts, Snow Qincheng fell silent, though the worry in her eyes did not fade.
In contrast, Ying Tianrui grew somewhat anxious. As a strategist, he must have read extensively and understood many things that others did not.
Ying Tianrui knew that although the brush in Mo Gang's hand was merely a low-grade treasure, it was still a replica of the Sky-Breaking Brush. It possessed the unique sharpness of the Sky-Breaking Brush, albeit with less power.
While this brush's sharpness might not reach the terrifying level of tearing through space and time, its power was undoubtedly extraordinary.
For the first time, Ying Tianrui felt that things were somewhat beyond his control...
On the Dueling Platform, when Mo Gang grasped the brush, his scholarly aura became increasingly heavy. Clearly, Mo Gang's refined demeanor was attributed to this replica of the Sky-Breaking Brush.
"Aotian, I want to see if you can withstand the sharpness of the Divine Brush!"
Mo Gang sneered and then fiercely swept the brush toward Aotian.
Suddenly, a blue sharpness shot out from the tip of the brush like a divine dragon, striking toward Aotian's chest with astonishing ferocity.
The Azure Blade instantly tore through the air, moving with lightning speed and closing in on Aotian in an instant.
At that moment, an overwhelming sense of crisis enveloped Aotian's mind, causing even his soul in the Second Brain Sea to tremble at the sight of this blue sharpness.
Do not resist!
Aotian had this thought in his mind, and then he believed in his intuition. He pushed off the ground with his toes and retreated violently backward.
At that moment, the Azure Blade struck fiercely at the spot where Aotian had just stood.
Suddenly, a deep chasm appeared on the Dueling Platform, and within the chasm, a chilling aura faintly emanated.
"Wow!"
When everyone saw that Mo Gang's strike had created such a deep chasm, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. The members of the Starry Radiance Society looked worried.
On the stage, Aotian felt cold sweat break out on his forehead. If he had been even a moment slower, he would have been cut in half by that sharp blade.
Seeing Aotian evade his attack, Mo Gang showed no signs of surprise. He simply swung his brush even faster.
In an instant, dozens of Azure Blades shot out from the tip of the brush, targeting Aotian's vital points…
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