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The swordsmanship of Jian Wushuang truly captured everyone's attention.
A giant dragon of vitality, ten meters long, roared and circled behind him, exuding an aura that looked down upon the world, showcasing his extraordinary presence.
When he drew his long sword, it felt as if the entire world had fallen silent.
Only the sound of the sword remained!
"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."
The sound of the sword was like the tolling of a heavenly bell, resonating in the minds of hundreds of thousands of spectators, creating an illusion of a forest of swords before their eyes.
So powerful!
The audience was filled with excitement.
Jian Wushuang was a legend; his swordsmanship ranked among the top ten among thirty million young martial artists in the Central Sand State. He was a true prodigy among prodigies.
Moreover, Jian Wushuang practiced the unparalleled sword technique from the high-ranking sect, the Sword Control Sect.
It was a mid-tier king-level martial art.
His sword was faster than reflexes; often, before his enemies could even discern the trajectory of his blade, they would already fall under it!
This was also why Yu Exhibition praised Jian Wushuang so highly.
However, few had truly appreciated Jian Wushuang's extraordinary demeanor.
At this moment, those who could witness Jian Wushuang defeating opponents while demonstrating the profoundness of his unparalleled sword technique leaned forward in anticipation, eager to see more.
"Jian Wushuang will surely win!"
"Sword Peerless, victory is assured!"
The cheers roared like thunder, elevating the sword momentum of Sword Peerless to new heights, ready to slash through all opponents, invincible among peers!
However, Lin Qiubai had vanished.
The speed of that disappearance was so swift that even martial artists below the mid-level of the Yuan Dan Realm struggled to perceive it.
In the blink of an eye, Sword Peerless panicked and prepared to strike forward with his sword, only to have a foot kick down on the sword's hilt.
Longsword...
It was unexpectedly thrust back into its sheath along the path it had been drawn!
The explosive sword momentum that should have soared up to ninety thousand miles was abruptly seized by Lin Qiubai, who slammed it down to the ground!
The sword momentum came to an abrupt halt, like an old man suddenly gasping for breath.
It was as if a storm was brewing, only for the skies to clear in an instant.
Sword Peerless's pupils constricted sharply, his heartbeat ceased, as if his very soul had been forcibly ripped from his body. His fighting spirit extinguished, pain etched across his face as he collapsed to the ground.
All of this seemed lengthy in description but transpired in the blink of an eye.
The cheers of hundreds of thousands of spectators instantly turned into gasps of shock.
"Ah!! This person must be punished!"
Below the stands, a Square-Faced Elder trembled with rage, his beard shaking and eyes wide with fury.
Sword Cultivator pursues the invincibility of drawing the sword.
However, Lin Qiubai forcefully shoved the invincibility of Sword Peerless back into its sheath!
This is simply insane to the extreme!
This is humiliation!
This is also contempt!
Moreover, it aims to destroy Yu Nian Zhan's reputation!
"Watch me slay this group!"
The Square-Faced Elder was so enraged that he lost his reason, shattering the metal armrest with a single palm strike. He stood up abruptly.
"Impudent! Do you think Imperial Edict is just anything? Moreover, fortune and misfortune depend on each other. If Exhibition has been reversed against the invincible sword momentum, it may not necessarily be a bad thing!"
A nearby Crane Elder suddenly scolded, stopping the irritable Elder.
"Can't you see?
Since Exhibition cultivated Peerless Swordsmanship to a minor success, he has lost the spirit of using the sword.
If he can comprehend something from this setback, there is a slight chance he might grasp the sword intent. If he cannot comprehend it, then he might as well stay in the Sect as an Elder, without needing to compete on the same stage as the unparalleled Heavenly Pride."
The Crane Elder said with a hint of regret.
Upon hearing this, the Square-Faced Elder finally calmed his raging anger and flew to catch Yu Nian Zhan, who had been thrown off the Arena by Lin Qiubai.
At this moment, Yu Nian Zhan was almost in a daze. His eyes were vacant, and he was foaming at the mouth.
It was a sight too terrible to behold.
...
Sword Peerless has been defeated.
Silence fell, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard...
Among the hundreds of thousands present, there was no warrior of Sword Peerless's age who was stronger than him.
The other young Heavenly Pride were all training at Sect, preparing for the upcoming Trial Competition in three days, and did not attend.
They could not contend with Lin Qiubai.
Thus, they could only watch as Lin Qiubai's momentum soared, unstoppable.
"Fragile as paper! Is this the quality of Heavenly Pride from Central Sand State!?"
Lin Qiubai stood with his hands behind his back, laughing out loud.
He had traveled two million miles in experience. His abilities had significantly improved in all aspects.
Dealing with someone like Sword Peerless was like a max-level expert bullying a novice.
It was truly exhilarating!!
"How does it feel?"
The voice of the weapon spirit echoed in his mind.
"Tsk tsk, there's no word to describe how exhilarating it is..."
Lin Qiubai nodded slightly. There was a strange feeling in his heart, something that could only be understood intuitively and not expressed in words.
"This is also a form of experience. Treating the geniuses of a state as stepping stones to consolidate an indomitable belief. It will make your martial will even more unbreakable!"
The spirit of the artifact spoke eloquently, a proud smile on its lips.
Finally, it could regain some of its status as a record-keeping tome in certain aspects.
"This kind of trial primarily enhances a martial artist's state of mind.
If a martial artist spends years muddling through in a small city, their mindset will be very limited. Like a frog at the bottom of a well, their achievements will be constrained.
However, if they can enter the Vast World, broaden their horizons and aspirations, then their state of mind can be elevated. As long as their foundation is not too poor, their achievements will rise significantly.
For someone like you, Young Supreme, the benefits are even greater.
Let me give you an example..."
The spirit of the artifact pursed its lips and gently cleared its throat.
"There was once a powerful figure at the Eighth Level of the Death Profound Realm who couldn't break through for a hundred years. Eventually, while training in another major realm, he encountered trouble with an Ancient Clan. Frustrated, he blocked the entrance to the Ancient Clan's small world.
In that situation, by chance, he sensed the fear emanating from millions of Ancient Clan Subjects, which expanded his mindset and allowed him to break through directly to the Reincarnation Realm!
Later on, even when the Supreme Ancestor of the Ancient Clan emerged from seclusion, they couldn't suppress him! That scene was quite amusing..."
The spirit of the artifact looked meaningfully at Lin Qiubai.
Lin Qiubai chuckled in disbelief, his thoughts suddenly wandering:
"So if I can't break through my bottleneck in the future, should I frequently block the entrance to the Ancient Clan's small world?"
Hearing Lin Qiubai's words, the spirit of the artifact felt a jolt in its heart. It regretted tapping its forehead; it seemed it shouldn't have boasted about such secrets to its unconventional master.
If a peerless genius who specializes in blocking the entrance to the Ancient Clan's small world were to be cultivated in the future, the Ancient Clans of the Immortal Yuan Continent would likely be restless, living in constant fear!
“Ahem... Such profound encounters are rare and cannot be sought after. They are seldom seen in tens of thousands of years. Master, you should just treat it as a joke and not take it seriously...”
The spirit of the artifact, feeling anxious, hurriedly tried to smooth things over.
However, Lin Qiubai merely curled his lips: “Whether it's true or not, I need to try it out myself…”
After saying that, he calmly swept his gaze over the hundreds of thousands of warriors in the Arena.
His disdainful eyes revealed an endless contempt.
His white battle robe fluttered without wind, exuding an air of arrogance to the extreme.
Not a single warrior among the hundreds of thousands dared to respond, and the entire arena fell silent.
The atmosphere became intensely oppressive.
Lin Qiubai's momentum had accumulated to an extremely high level.
If no Peerless Genius stepped forward to break this tension, this kind of aura would greatly enhance Lin Qiubai's combat power.
The consequences would be unimaginable!
In this place, news travels quickly, spreading from one person to a hundred, and soon the entire city is abuzz with the latest gossip.
Inside the city.
At the Yulan Restaurant in the northern part of the city.
This establishment is located in a bustling area of the northern district.
Many martial artists, after finishing their training, come here to enjoy some finely cooked tender meat and warm up a jug of exquisite wine, sipping it leisurely.
They also engage in conversations with fellow martial artists at nearby tables.
At this moment, all the tables in the restaurant are filled with martial artists.
"Have you heard? Another martial artist from Beiliang Province has set up a challenge at the Southern Arena. They want to make a name for Beiliang Province..."
A martial artist dressed in luxurious sect robes at a window seat tossed a peanut into his mouth and casually brought up the topic.
"Pfft, just another attempt to seek attention, right? That guy from two months ago was beaten so badly by a genius from Central Sand State that he didn't even recognize his own parents.
This time, he'll surely repeat the same mistake. Ha ha..."
A burly man next to him shook his muscles and wore a disdainful smile on his face.
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