Chapter 385
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Chapter 385: A Battle in One Move!
“Swoosh…”
Jian Shiyi took a step back, dragging his feet along the ground. With each movement, a strong force radiated from his feet, causing the earth to shake and the floor beneath him to break apart. It took several meters for him to regain his footing.
Undoubtedly, the disturbance caused by Jian Shiyi was much more intense, creating a terrifying scene.
The crowd’s gaze shifted, and some eyes flashed with a fierce intensity.
From what they had witnessed, it seemed that not only had Jian Shiyi’s water attribute qi failed to suppress Su Yi, but it appeared that he was slightly at a disadvantage.
This sight caused many to widen their eyes in shock!
“Impressive!”
Su Yi looked at Jian Shiyi in admiration, recognizing the strength of a quadruple cultivator of the Yuan Spirit Realm. Even though Su Yi had put forth his full effort, utilizing the Scarlet Ancient Seal—a powerful technique from the Divine Demonic Ancient Verse’s “Mighty Desolate Verse”—he still hadn’t gained the upper hand.
Su Yi knew that if not for his Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique and Indestructible Vajra Body, competing with Jian Shiyi using just the Scarlet Ancient Seal alone would not have been so effortless.
Had someone known Su Yi’s thoughts at that moment, they would be left speechless.
Despite being in the Third Grade of the Yuan Spirit Realm, Su Yi could withstand Jian Shiyi’s Fourth Grade Yuan Spirit Realm power. However, Su Yi still felt unsatisfied. It was quite astonishing.
Moreover, Jian Shiyi, ranked fifteenth on the Sword Tower, was no ordinary cultivator from the fourth grade of the Yuan Spirit Realm.
At this moment, Jian Shiyi felt more shaken inside.
With his palms facing downward, his fingers slightly curled, Jian Shiyi trembled in secret. Only he knew that his palms were nearly completely numb. Had he not employed techniques to redirect the energy, his palms would have been shattered by now.
Looking at the exceptional young man before him, Jian Shiyi finally understood why Huo Dongqiu had been defeated with a single strike.
This outer disciple was far more terrifying than the rumors suggested!
“You’ve earned the right to make me draw my sword!”
A faint voice came from Jian Shiyi’s mouth, still as cold and ruthless as ever. With a flick of his hand, a three-foot sword appeared in his grasp.
The sword was extraordinary, black throughout its length, engraved with ancient runes, glowing faintly, and emanating an oppressive force.
With a sweeping motion of his arm, Jian Shiyi channeled a surge of water-based elemental energy within him, which blended seamlessly with a continuous stream of earth-based elemental energy, flowing into the sword.
“Buzz!”
Suddenly, the sword let out a powerful hum, like the sound of wind and thunder clashing. It seemed alive, filling the area with an overwhelming aura that caused the earth to tremble.
“Such a treasure! Truly a remarkable treasure!”
Su Yi’s eyes gleamed as he observed the sword in Jian Shiyi’s hand. It was definitely a treasure.
Su Yi’s sharp spiritual perception told him that the sword in Jian Shiyi’s hand was far beyond the level of Xuan Weapons, much more powerful than the sword Huo Dongqiu had wielded not long ago.
Jian Shiyi glanced at Su Yi, the sword glowing with black light. The ancient runes along the blade exuded a mysterious, arcane power. The faint glimmer of the sword sliced through the air, creating ripples around them.
“Has he finally decided to go all out…?”
Su Yi raised his gaze slightly, showing no signs of complacency.
As he sensed Jian Shiyi’s energy at that moment, Su Yi’s expression grew more serious. It was clear that Jian Shiyi had yet to reveal his true strength.
“You’ve surprised me by forcing me to use all my power. I underestimated you. But as a disciple of the Divine Sword School, you should know that my true strength lies not in my fists, but in my sword!”
As Jian Shiyi spoke, a confident gleam flashed in his eyes. With a swift motion, his sword sang through the air, infused with vitality, and a surge of power radiated from his body.
In an instant, Jian Shiyi seemed to transform, exuding a powerful aura. Standing there with the sword in his hand, he appeared unmovable and invincible.
“Senior Brother Jian Shiyi is truly going all out!”
The crowd watched in awe as Jian Shiyi drew his sword, underscoring Su Yi’s formidable strength.
No one in the audience doubted Su Yi’s power anymore. Even if Su Yi were to lose, it wouldn’t diminish his terrifying abilities.
“I never expected Jian Shiyi would need to exert all his strength!”
In the distance, high above on flying demon beasts, the young men and women also trembled with astonishment, their faces a mixture of complexity and awe.
Looking at Jian Shiyi, Su Yi’s eyes gleamed with brilliance, sensing that the combination of Jian Shiyi and his sword exuded an almost intangible aura.
“Sword…”
Su Yi murmured inwardly. While he had little experience with swordsmanship, he wasn’t entirely unfamiliar with blade techniques.
But when it came to swords, Su Yi was not without knowledge.
The “Divine Demonic Ancient Verse” contained many sword techniques, including the “Iced Shadows Sword Style” from the “Demonic Spirit Truth Interpretation.”
Recently, in the Sword Cave, Su Yi had gained some insight into the Nameless Broken Sword Technique, making significant progress.
“Draw your sword, and I’ll give you a fair chance to face me!”
Jian Shiyi looked at Su Yi, his desire for battle now fully ignited. As a disciple of the Divine Sword School, the sword was his foundation and ultimate weapon.
Jian Shiyi was eager for a real confrontation with Su Yi. If he failed to defeat the young man before him, it would hinder his cultivation path.
Amidst the many onlookers in the square, Su Yi’s eyes flickered slightly. He reached into his chest pocket, pulling out a three-foot green sword.
This sword came from Huo Dongqiu of the Fifteenth Sword Peak not long ago.
Though the sword in Su Yi’s hand was not as powerful as Jian Shiyi’s, it was still invaluable, possibly approaching the level of a Spirit Weapon.
“Dang!”
The sharp clash of swords echoed across the square.
The onlookers were taken aback as they noticed the three-foot green sword in Su Yi’s hand.
At first, people had assumed Su Yi would draw the broken, odd sword he always carried, but now, they saw something different.
“Isn’t that Huo Dongqiu’s Rainbow Sword?”
Some disciples in the crowd recognized the sword and were stunned.
That was Huo Dongqiu’s prized possession. How had it ended up in Su Yi’s hands?
“Didn’t you know? When Su Yi defeats someone, he takes everything. Never provoke him!”
One disciple whispered to another. Under the scrutiny of the crowd, Su Yi had shown no mercy toward the Fifteenth Sword Peak disciples.
Especially those from below the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak, who had dared to provoke Su Yi—none were spared, leaving them with nothing but the clothes on their backs.
