Chapter 815
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Chapter 815: Swordsmanship, I Have Also Comprehended!
Xu Chen possessed the wind attribute energy, but surprisingly, he also wielded the thunder and lightning attribute.
People with both of these unique attributes were extremely rare.
What was even more shocking was the terrifying aura emanating from Xu Chen, which Jian Wannian could clearly sense. This aura was now suppressing Gong Qianxing.
“Boom!”
The empty space trembled.
The wind howled fiercely, and thunder rumbled across the sky.
Xu Chen didn’t retreat—instead, he advanced fearlessly.
Clenching his right fist, he struck forward. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, dark clouds rolling ominously around him.
His punch was like a blazing sun, dazzling with electric arcs that shot toward the sky, carrying continuous thunderous echoes.
The sheer force of his attack completely obliterated Gong Qianxing’s assault.
“Boom!”
A spectacular showdown unfolded.
Electric arcs crackled and radiant energy collided violently, creating a magnificent explosion that swept across the battlefield.
Lightning danced wildly, and thunder roared in the heavens.
Even those watching from a distance couldn’t help but shudder in fear.
“Uh-oh…”
Within the Tianxuan Sect, elders and powerful figures were visibly shaken. Their expressions shifted instantly.
Before everyone’s eyes, the shadow of the ferocious beast Gong Qianxing had summoned shattered.
His Soul Tamer attack—something any warrior would fear—had no effect on Xu Chen whatsoever!
“Pfft…” Blood spurted from Gong Qianxing’s mouth.
The confidence in his gaze was completely replaced by sheer disbelief.
At this moment, he clearly felt it—Xu Chen’s power had suddenly soared to a level beyond his comprehension.
Gong Qianxing had been preparing a devastating final move, hoping to deliver a decisive blow that his opponent couldn’t recover from.
Yet, to his horror, he realized Xu Chen had never even used his true strength.
“Almost there, but not quite at the level of a Quasi-Heavenly Grade soul.”
Xu Chen’s voice rang out—domineering and imposing.
His figure flashed forward at an incredible speed.
Electric arcs surged around his fist, radiating dazzling light. Without hesitation, he struck straight at Gong Qianxing.
“Bang!”
A violent explosion erupted as Xu Chen’s fist landed.
Electric arcs burst across Gong Qianxing’s chest, shattering his protective barrier.
Blood spurted from his mouth as his body was sent flying through the air.
“Bang!”
Gong Qianxing crashed heavily onto the golden boulder. The impact made the entire rock tremble.
More blood poured from his lips, and the electric arcs still flickered across his body.
He struggled a few times but couldn’t rise again.
“Wow, he’s really good at hiding his strength!” Su Yi had always known Xu Chen was unpredictable.
But seeing Xu Chen’s power firsthand at this moment made his heart tremble.
With both wind and lightning attributes, his combat ability was absolutely terrifying!
“Let’s determine the winner!”
Not far away, another intense battle was reaching its climax.
Jian Wuque, the extraordinary young swordsman, was clashing with a powerful disciple from Yutian Palace.
Jian Wuque was already fighting with his full strength.
His sword roared with wind and thunder, vibrating with immense power.
This blade was definitely of Dao Tool level, as its dazzling sword light burst forth, radiating an unparalleled sharp aura.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…”
Sword lights crisscrossed in the air, forming a vast net of slashes.
Like a raging storm, this sword net enveloped the golden boulder, sweeping fiercely toward his opponent.
“Jian Wuque has already stepped into the Third Grade of Yuan True Realm with one foot.
The Divine Sword School’s ‘Rising Cloud Sword’ technique has reached such an advanced level.
This generation of disciples from the Divine Sword School has produced many outstanding talents!”
Among the gathered experts, many powerful figures nodded in admiration as they observed Jian Wuque’s technique.
His strength was indeed extraordinary. “Swordsmanship… I have also studied it. Now, let me test it for myself!”
The young man from Yutian Palace raised his sharp gaze. His fighting spirit surged, unwavering.
In his grasp, he held a brilliant, powerful sword—one that could rival Jian Wuque’s.
A dazzling sword light erupted from its blade, unleashing an unmatched brilliance as it clashed with Jian Wuque’s attack.
In an instant, the battlefield was completely consumed by flying sword light.
The swift and fierce sword energy spread like a storm, its radiance exuding both terror and sharpness.
The space rippled and shook violently in all directions. “Clang! Clang! Clang!” Sparks erupted as the swords clashed repeatedly.
Their movements were so rapid that they dazzled the eyes of the spectators.
Sword light shattered, figures intertwined, and Jian Wuque pressed forward aggressively.
He extended his left hand—his fingers glowing with a gleaming light.
“Whoosh!”
A fierce sword energy burst forth, targeting his opponent directly.
The young man from Yutian Palace remained calm. His robe fluttered as he blasted forward with his left fist, meeting the attack head-on. A powerful aura surrounded them as they clashed, shaking the battlefield once again.
“Whoosh!”
Jian Wuque swung his sword, generating a resounding blast.
Lightning-like flashes streaked through the air.
His eyes gleamed as his blade aimed straight for his opponent’s forehead.
“Swoosh…”
The sword pierced through—yet, at the last moment, something shocking happened.
The body of the young man from Yutian Palace shattered into countless fragments—without a single drop of blood!
Jian Wuque’s face darkened. Sensing something amiss, he quickly retreated.
“Swoosh!”
But it was too late. A sword, swift as lightning and filled with thunderous might, streaked directly toward him!
Jian Wuque’s pupils shrank. With unparalleled agility, he maneuvered to evade.
A condensed aura formed a sword-shaped shield over his chest.
“Swoosh!”
The sword light pierced through the protective shield.
In that instant, a terrifying surge of energy erupted—its strength nearly at the peak of the Third Grade of the Yuan True Realm!
“Swoosh!”
Jian Wuque managed to avoid a fatal blow to his chest. But the sword pursued him relentlessly, striking directly into his shoulder!
Blood splattered through the air.
Jian Wuque’s face turned deathly pale as he stumbled backward, barely escaping the full force of the sword’s light.
“Bang!”
Before he could react, his opponent moved again! The speed of the young cultivator from Yutian Palace suddenly skyrocketed.
His left fist, crackling with thunder, struck out like a bolt of lightning—slamming directly into Jian Wuque’s body.
“Pfft…”
Jian Wuque spat out blood. His body was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto a golden boulder.
“Han Liuyun had always been holding back… But now, he has finally revealed his true power!”
The crowd was in shock. The young disciple from Yutian Palace had hidden his strength well.
Yet, his overwhelming power now felt inevitable.
After all, Han Liuyun was representing Yutian Palace in the Saint Martial Assembly—how could he be weak?
Jian Wuque stood up slowly. His robes were tattered, stained with blood.
Cracks ran through his clothing, his shoulder bleeding profusely, and blood trickled from his lips.
His pale face carried a hint of desolation. He had lost. There was no longer a chance to advance to the next round.
Han Liuyun quietly sheathed his sword. Although victorious, his face also showed signs of exhaustion.
Slipping a pill into his mouth, he concealed his fatigue. Even his robes bore cracks—he hadn’t escaped unscathed.
“Han Liuyun had been hiding too deeply!” Among the elders and warriors of the Divine Sword School, regret filled the air.
Guan Lan, the Deputy Palace Master of Yutian Palace, glanced at Su Kuangge from the Divine Sword School.
A faint, knowing smile played on his lips.