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"Ha ha... Ren Pingsheng, you finally arrived. I've been waiting for you for so long!" As soon as he stepped out, Ren Pingsheng heard a burst of laughter. Looking up, he realized it was Demon Prince. He didn't expect him to be here as well.
"What’s the matter? It sounds like you’ve been waiting for me?" Ren Pingsheng asked with a smile. After they escaped from Azure Dragon Hall, they had separated to flee. Later, after he left Nanzhou City, they hadn't met again or kept in touch.
"Of course! When we first met, I mentioned that I wanted to have a Duel with you when I had the chance. After waiting for so long, today I finally have the opportunity."
"Duel? Is that really necessary?"
"Absolutely! My previous opponent was Xiao Cangjian, and now you are my opponent too. I naturally want to have a proper Duel. Regardless of winning or losing, we need to know our respective strengths. It’s useless for you to refuse; if we don’t fight today, you won't be able to leave." He said this with a serious expression.
"Oh, in that case, let’s do it. I want to see your strength and whether you've improved during this time." Ren Pingsheng said calmly. With a flash, he moved to a distance, then another flash took him into the air.
"Ha ha, good! Let’s have a proper match today." He stepped forward and also ascended into the air. The two stood facing each other, their auras gradually surging.
"Wow..." The martial artists in the vicinity of the Trial Sword Tower quickly retreated. Each one looked excitedly at the scene while chatting among themselves.
"Who do you think will win this Duel between Demon Sword Sect and Fengyun Sword Sect?"
"I don't know, but it seems like Fengyun Sword Sect should be stronger since their ranking is much higher."
"I’m not so sure. Remember that Demon Sword Sect entered the Trial Sword Tower four months ago. Do you know if they've made any progress since then? Besides, the Demonic Energy from Demon Sword Sect is quite overwhelming; it’s hard to say who will win."
"Demon Sword Sect, too bad you chose the wrong opponent!" Demon Emperor said below with an easy expression. He understood Ren Pingsheng too well; just the fact that he wasn't afraid of the encroachment of Demonic Energy made him fearless in battle, unlike others who felt restricted. Coupled with his formidable strength, this Duel had no suspense.
"Take my first strike, Dance of the Demons!" The aura of Demon Prince surged as his figure suddenly vanished, transforming into countless forms of Demonic Energy, overwhelming everything in its path. The martial artists in the distance felt their internal True Qi stir and became restless as if countless illusions were attacking them.
They were like this, let alone under the shroud of Demonic Energy surrounding Ren Pingsheng. Everyone's eyes widened, eager to see how Ren Pingsheng would react, wondering if he would directly fall into the illusion created by Demonic Energy and be eroded by it, leading to his defeat.
"Heh heh, something like this might work on others, but it won't work on me. You might as well put it away!" Ren Pingsheng chuckled lightly, showing no discomfort amidst the Demonic Energy.
These things were already commonplace for him. Whether in the Abyss of Demons or in the space of the Demon God Heart, Demonic Energy was far more powerful than this. Besides, he could absorb Demonic Energy and cultivate the Demonic Cultivation Method; how could he be affected by its negative aspects?
"Break!" His Windscar Sword was drawn in an instant, unleashing countless Sword Qi that melted away the ice and snow like sunlight breaking through a winter sky. All the Demonic Energy was swept away without a trace.
"Unexpectedly, this Demonic Energy has no effect on you at all; you truly are impressive. Then I won't hold back any longer. Get ready for the fourth strike of the True Demon Sword!" The Demon Prince chuckled sinisterly, revealing his form without hesitation and slashing down with a sword. A wave of black Demonic Energy tore through the Void and struck swiftly.
At that moment, an immense pressure radiated outward, stirring up the winds and clouds above and overwhelming the surrounding warriors, who dared not move an inch. They were drenched in sweat as if a mountain were bearing down on them.
"Golden Slaughter, slash!" Ren Pingsheng moved even faster, simultaneously executing his own strike. The nine layers of Golden Realm seemed poised to pierce the heavens; wherever it passed, the Void began to twist slightly. Countless warriors felt a bone-chilling coldness that made their hair stand on end and their teeth chatter.
"Boom..." The two Sword Qi erupted with a deafening roar, causing terrifying cracks to appear in the Void as if it could not withstand such power. Many warriors covered their ears in pain.
"This ends here!" Ren Pingsheng said with a smile as his figure flickered, creating six Phantom Bodies that filled the surroundings of the Demon Prince. He continuously shifted among these six Phantom Bodies while leaving behind dense Sword Qi in the surroundings, some even tinged with faint red.
The Demon Prince showed no fear of these Sword Qi; although numerous, their power was dispersed. However, just as he intended to make a move, he felt his blood boiling within him; his actions changed immediately as he was overwhelmed by countless Sword Qi.
"Boom... ah..." The explosive sounds of Sword Qi mixed with the furious shouts of the Demon Prince. Even after being hit by so many Sword Qi, he seemed to suffer little injury.
"Get out of my way!" Another furious shout erupted as countless waves of Demonic Energy burst forth like sharp swords attempting to break free from the explosion of Sword Qi.
"You have no chance left! Heavenly Sword Three Styles, slash!" Seeing this situation unfold, Ren Pingsheng was not surprised at all; he flipped his hand and struck again. The entire world paused—the clouds halted and the winds stilled—then a white Sword Qi surged forth with boundless might and vanished in an instant.
The Demon Prince, who had just burst out from the explosion of sword energy, met the strike head-on. The force of the sword, at seventy percent, caused him to stagger, leaving him unable to react in time. He was hit by the sword energy and was sent flying back into it once more.
Blood dripped lightly from the air, indicating that he had been injured by that strike. In fact, Ren Pingsheng had already held back some of his strength; otherwise, at eighty percent of his sword force, the power of that strike would have been even more formidable.
"Cough cough..." Although he was injured, it didn't have a significant impact on him. He shifted his momentum and charged out from the sword energy again. However, at this moment, Ren Pingsheng stood quietly without striking again.
"Forget it, I'll consider this a loss for now! But next time, you better be careful; I won't hold back then," he said with a hint of reluctance after hesitating. There was no need to continue competing; after all, he was the one who had been injured, which indicated the gap in their strengths.
"Hehe, I won't let you have a chance to catch up..." Ren Pingsheng had only spoken halfway when a figure appeared in the distance, flashing towards them with an intimidating presence.
"Haha, Ren Pingsheng, take this blade!" The man shouted loudly, wielding a knife and slashing down diagonally. With that strike, it seemed as if heaven and earth were about to be split in two.
"Heavenly Sword Style, Slash!" Ren Pingsheng narrowed his eyes and spun around, also wielding his sword. With one strike, his momentum was equally fierce. The clash of blade energy and sword energy created a moment of silence as they intertwined and then dissipated. The two forces stood opposed to each other with endless sharpness.
"Heavenly Wind, so it's you!" Demon Prince's expression changed slightly upon recognizing the newcomer. He spoke with an unpleasant tone because he sensed that the power unleashed during their brief exchange was even more formidable than his own. This indicated that Ren Pingsheng hadn't used all his strength yet still faced defeat.
This clearly showed that he was not a match for Ren Pingsheng nor for Heavenly Wind. Considering there was also Xiao Cangjian, whose strength was on par with theirs, how could he accept this? For a genius like him, destined to stand at the peak, how could he settle for being beneath others?
"It seems my efforts are still insufficient. After I return, I must venture into the Demon Abyss for training; no matter how dangerous it is, I must take the risk. Either stand at the peak or vanish without a trace," Demon Prince made his final decision in his heart. He understood the dangers of this choice; those who succeeded in the Demon Abyss greatly increased their strength while those who failed perished within. For him, this was akin to burning his boats.
"Heavenly Wind, what do you mean by this? Do you want to compete as well?" Ren Pingsheng sheathed his sword and asked calmly.
"Haha, I wanted to compete earlier. But after our exchange just now, I realized I don't have the ability to win against you, so I'll let it go for now! Once my strength is sufficient, I'll come back for another battle!" Heavenly Wind replied without losing heart.
"That would be best; however, after this time, I will be leaving the Southern Region. If you want to compete, you'll have to wait until we meet again."
"Oh, you are leaving? It seems that meeting again is something we won't know when it will happen. I don't mind, but I'm afraid someone might not be able to wait." He chuckled lightly, his eyes gazing into the distance. At that moment, a figure appeared on the horizon and in the blink of an eye, it was right in front of him.
"Xiao Cangjian, you are here too. Are you also here for a duel?" Ren Pingsheng asked, somewhat surprised.
"I wasn't planning to, but since you just said you were leaving, I thought it would be a shame not to have a match. Why waste time? Let's settle it with one move!" Xiao Cangjian said calmly, his eyes fixed intently on Ren Pingsheng.
"Alright, then let's settle it with one move!"
"Okay, the sword technique I've comprehended has never been used before; let's see how it goes." His eyes brightened as he slowly drew his long sword, an invisible aura radiating from him. Waves rolled like three thousand galaxies falling from the heavens; sharp blades flickered like towering pillars startling the clouds.
As this sword fell, it rippled through the void, spreading outward. It seemed slow yet fast; wherever it passed, the void twisted, and endless sharpness surged through the emptiness. Even probing with divine sense was shattered by the sharpness.
"What an impressive sword technique!" Ren Pingsheng straightened his body, his entire aura changing. Like an unparalleled treasure sword, its sharpness unmatched, the surrounding void began to tremble. In that moment, his expression was extremely serious; it was the look of someone facing an equally powerful opponent.
No matter who they were, all the martial artists witnessing this were astonished by the power of this sword. The Demon Emperor's expression also grew solemn; even he had to admit that Xiao Cangjian was indeed a Monster.
This sword perfectly fused the concepts of Metal and Water, utilizing the sharpness of Metal and the continuity of Water. Where the ripples passed, waves surged endlessly like the sea.
"Wind and Cloud Sword, slash!" This was Ren Pingsheng's first time fully unleashing this move. Over the past six months, his greatest achievement was advancing the fusion of Wind and Cloud Artistic Conception to fifty percent. At this moment, he felt fortunate; without these advancements, he truly wouldn't have been able to block this sword.
Fog enveloped the area, turning everything white and hazy as countless winds howled. Blades of wind dazzled the eyes with their speed and sound of breaking air as they flashed by.
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