Chapter 707
Our Discord Server: https://discord.gg/PazjBDkTmW
“The spear thrusts like a dragon!”
With a low roar from Qingshan, the spear was flung out, and a hundred-foot-long spiritual dragon coalesced at the spearhead, powerful enough to tear through a mountain. The dragon surged forward, exuding a fierce aura of killing intent. Qingshan’s face turned slightly pale, and he panted heavily.
Yet, as the dragon was about to rend Ye Wushuang’s body, Ye Wushuang stood there motionless, as if frozen in place. Life and death hung by a thread, separated only by a few breaths.
But at this moment, Ye Wushuang’s gaze was exceptionally resolute.
Suddenly.
Ye Wushuang moved.
The Tianya Sword in his hand unleashed a domineering radiance. In this moment, man and sword, sword and the universe, seemed to reach a profound and mysterious level.
“My sword intent… has been enhanced…”
Among the more than a dozen disciples of the Giant Sword Sect surrounding them, some held spiritual swords that began to hum faintly at this moment.
“Complete sword intent!”
Someone exclaimed in shock.
“Qingshan, retreat!”
Lu Qingsong’s expression changed.
Qingshan felt even more terrified.
At this moment, Ye Wushuang’s sword intent had actually… been enhanced?
But by the time Lu Qingsong shouted, Ye Wushuang had already made his move.
It was still the Tianya Sword, still him in his white robe, and he still wielded the Six Elements United Sword Technique.
The “Soaring Through the Void” stance.
The sword aura and the spiritual sword gathered in the air, then plunged downward, tearing apart the domineering attack of the dragon. Ye Wushuang, following the Tianya Sword and the sword auras, charged right in front of Qingshan.
*Pffft, pffft, pffft, pffft…*
Sword auras pierced through Qingshan’s body.
Ye Wushuang followed closely behind, and with one more strike of the sword, he severed Qingshan’s head.
A three-foot geyser of blood sprayed out, unceasing.
Lu Qingsong had only covered half the distance, and he stopped in his tracks.
Too late!
Lu Qingsong felt a chill in his heart.
Complete sword intent.
Ye Wushuang had actually enhanced his sword intent from a minor accomplishment to a major accomplishment in the midst of battle.
There are four levels of sword intent:
– Subtle
– Minor accomplishment
– Major accomplishment
– Perfection
A swordmaster under the age of seventeen with a major accomplishment in sword intent is truly one of a kind, even in the vast land of Qingzhou.
Sword intent is a state of mind that swordsmen long for. Those who enter this state can multiply their strength and explosive power.
But even so, Lu Qingsong thought that Ye Wushuang would at most severely injure Qingshan, but he never expected it to be just one sword strike!
It was just one sword strike.
It took Qingshan’s life directly!
*Thud…*
Qingshan’s head, which had flown high into the air, hit the ground.
Ye Wushuang looked at the corpse of this prodigy from the Giant Sword Sect, which slowly fell to the ground, and said, “Do not be so arrogant in front of me.”
He pointed his long sword at Lu Qingsong.
“Next, it’s your turn.”
At this moment, Lu Qingyan’s body trembled.
He was one level higher than Ye Wushuang.
But he had no doubt that Ye Wushuang could kill him with just one sword strike.
Damn it!
How could such a terrifying prodigy be born in the small Qingyun Empire?
Lu Qingsong clenched his fists, making a crackling sound.
“This guy just loves to show off. It’s his own fault if he loses his life.”
Lu Qingsong smiled and said, “Next, let me give you a try.”
Ye Wushuang, however, sneered and directly took the token from Qingshan’s corpse, transferring all of Qingshan’s spirit points to himself.
“Over eighty thousand…”
Ye Wushuang collected all the spirit points, waved the token, and said with a smile, “Guess how many spirit points I have now?”
Two hundred and fifty thousand spirit points. Ye Wushuang had just thought that it was a good deal to kill four spiritual beasts and earn twenty thousand spirit points through his scheme.
But now he suddenly felt…
Killing these prodigies was even more profitable!
Faced with Ye Wushuang’s provocation, Lu Qingsong let out a cold snort.
A faint Tiangang energy covered his entire body.
Tiangang Realm.
Condensing Tiangang energy can be used to kill enemies and defend oneself, increasing both offensive and defensive capabilities by several times.
Lu Qingsong had clearly crossed the chasm between the Yuanfu and Tiangang realms.
Complete sword intent!
At this moment, Ye Wushuang stood there like a peerless divine sword, ready to soar into the clouds at any moment.
“Is the Tiangang Realm impressive?”
Ye Wushuang sneered.
With a step forward.
Six qi whirlpools swirled around his body, filled with terrifying spiritual energy.
And everyone saw.
As the sixth qi whirlpool condensed, the seventh qi whirlpool actually formed out of thin air.
The seventh level of the Yuanfu Realm!
Just a moment ago, his sword intent was enhanced to a major accomplishment during the battle.
And now, he had actually condensed the seventh Yuanfu.
Is this guy even human?
Seeing this, Lu Qingsong’s smile gradually faded, and he cursed under his breath, clenching his fists.
“Kill!”
His palm formed a fist, and he unleashed a punch with full force.
“Demondragon Fist!”
As the punch was thrown, the spiritual energy transformed into Tiangang energy, tearing through the air and producing a terrifying sound of breaking the void.
Ye Wushuang gave a cold smile, grasped the sword with his right hand, and with his left hand, he directly slapped out a palm.
“Mountain-Crushing Hand!”
As his palm energy gathered spiritual energy and was slapped out, a spiritual membrane formed all over his body, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
*Boom…*
The fist and palm collided.
The ground around them exploded.
The two figures separated upon contact.
The power of the Cui Shen Jue (Body-Crushing Technique) was displayed once again.
Ye Wushuang’s mind stored millions of martial techniques. Among the vast number of Earth-grade spiritual techniques, why did he choose the Cui Shen Jue?
It was precisely because this technique condensed a spiritual membrane that covered the entire body, which had a similar effect to the Tiangang energy of a Tiangang Realm cultivator.
In the Hundred Nations Martial Contest, there would definitely be a large number of prodigies and geniuses who would reach the Tiangang Realm first.
And by that time, he might still be in the Yuanfu Realm.
Therefore, he specifically chose this spiritual technique so that he could clash with Tiangang Realm strong opponents.
This was only the first spiritual membrane covering the surface of his entire body.
If he could condense nine membranes and bring the Cui Shen Jue to its ultimate level, the three moves—Mountain-Crushing Hand, Sea-Breaking Finger, and Body-Splitting Fist—would be enough to tear apart the Tiangang energy condensed by these prodigies and geniuses.
“Hmm?”
Lu Qingsong looked at Ye Wushuang, who was retreating, and his expression changed.
What kind of power was that just now?
