Half-Step Shattering!

Chapter Twenty-One: Half-Step Shattering!

Wang Ritain's earth-shattering sword strike heavily injured three Martial Slaves.

A deafening roar of discussion erupted. The martial artists looked at Wang Ritain, their eyes filled with awe.

In their hearts, they could no longer see Wang Ritain as an ordinary martial artist, but began to compare him to the seasoned powerhouses of the martial world.

"This Wang Ritain is simply defying the heavens! He injured three Martial Slaves with one sword. Such strength likely surpasses that of an ordinary Great Grandmaster," said a white-haired old man, his voice trembling, his eyes filled with shock and reverence.

"Indeed, with such strength, he could claim a significant spot in the martial world."

Yu Xinlang stood on the pavilion, witnessing Wang Ritain's sword strike with his own eyes. His hands trembled slightly, and the long sword in his grasp felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds, rendering him unable to draw it. He looked at Wang Ritain, his heart filled with a sense of defeat. Once, he believed his swordsmanship had reached its peak, unmatched among those of the same cultivation level. However, after seeing Wang Ritain's sword technique today, he realized the gap between himself and Wang Ritain was as vast as the difference between heaven and earth.

"Master, Wang Ritain's sword technique is truly terrifying. I didn't even have the courage to draw my sword before him," Yu Xinlang turned to Wang Xianzhi beside him, his voice laced with a hint of helplessness and disappointment.

Wang Xianzhi nodded slightly, a complex expression flashing in his eyes. "The Sword Dao that Wang Ritain has displayed has reached the pinnacle level of the martial world. If this sword technique was truly created by him, his talent is so high that it could rival Ancestor Lu," Wang Xianzhi said slowly, a hint of astonishment in his voice.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xinlang was greatly shocked. Ancestor Lu was a legendary figure in the martial world, his talent unparalleled. If Wang Ritain could truly rival Ancestor Lu, then his future would be limitless.

"Master, you mean... Wang Ritain's sword technique is self-created?" Yu Xinlang asked in surprise.

Wang Xianzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "While I cannot be certain, judging by his sword moves, there is a high probability. However, his realm is still too low. To defeat these three Martial Slaves might have already been his limit."

Yu Xinlang nodded, agreeing with his master's assessment. He looked at the remaining Martial Slaves, thinking to himself that the remaining Martial Slaves were even stronger, and it would be incredibly difficult for Wang Ritain to win.

Wang Ritain looked at the remaining Martial Slaves, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes. "Your strength has greatly disappointed me. I hope tomorrow, you can bring me some surprises." With that, he turned and slowly walked down the pavilion.

The martial world figures watched Wang Ritain's departing back, their hearts filled with a thousand emotions. "This Wang Ritain, with such terrifying strength, it's understandable that he caused such chaos for the Xuanyuan Family."

"Yes, but he is only at the Great Grandmaster realm, after all. The strongest among the twelve Martial Slaves has yet to make a move. His victory today might already be his last burst of strength."

"I think he's leaving now because he's rushing back to recuperate, showing off his strength when he's actually exhausted."

The crowd chattered, their hearts filled with both shock and doubt regarding Wang Ritain's strength. They all wondered if Wang Ritain could continue to create miracles.

Wang Ritain paid no heed to the discussions around him. He returned to the center of the arena and slowly sat down. He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the system. After this battle, his reputation points had surged, which filled him with joy. He unhesitatingly used his reputation points to exchange for cultivation, and a powerful force instantly surged into his body.

"Boom!" Wang Ritain felt as if a bomb had exploded within him, a powerful force raging through his body. His realm, at this moment, broke through to Half-Step Shattering in one go. The instant his realm broke through, his physique became even stronger, and faint light flickered beneath his skin. The invisible sword energy within him also increased in power several times, as if it could burst out of his body at any moment.

One night passed, and Wang Ritain slowly opened his eyes. He stood up, sword energy overflowing from him, the surrounding air seeming to be cut by sharp blades, making "hissing" sounds. Those nearby felt this sword energy and retreated in fear, afraid of being injured by it.

The martial world figures who had been waiting all night saw Wang Ritain move and their spirits lifted. Their eyes were filled with anticipation and excitement. They all wanted to know what kind of surprise Wang Ritain would bring them today.

Wang Xianzhi and Yu Xinlang were also watching quietly from a distance. Their eyes were also filled with anticipation. They both wanted to see what level Wang Ritain's strength had reached after breaking through his realm.

Wang Ritain leaped into the air, like a bolt of lightning, instantly arriving on the pavilion. He looked at the eight undefeated Martial Slaves before him, a flicker of excitement in his eyes. "Come at me together," Wang Ritain said calmly, his voice filled with confidence.

The Martial Slaves looked at Wang Ritain, their eyes grave. They knew Wang Ritain's strength was formidable and dared not be careless. Except for the Martial Slaves playing the zither and holding feather fans, the other six Martial Slaves simultaneously circulated their true qi. The Martial Slave holding a saber had a cold glint on his blade, as if he were about to cleave Wang Ritain down; the Martial Slave holding a spear pointed his spear tip directly at Wang Ritain, his spear body trembling and emitting a "buzzing" sound; the Martial Slave using his fists clenched them tightly, veins bulging on his fists, as if containing boundless power.

The true qi of the six Martial Slaves instantly stirred the surrounding air. Everyone in Wudi City felt a powerful pressure bearing down on them, making it difficult to move. This might was something even a slightly weaker Heavenly Phenomenon Realm expert would have to take seriously.

Wang Ritain looked at the six Martial Slaves before him, a smile playing on his lips. "You are much stronger than the ones from yesterday. However, it's still not enough. Today, I will unleash a sword strike and let you properly appreciate it." With that, Wang Ritain slowly drew his long sword.

In an instant, an ultimate sword intent reappeared. This sword intent was even more terrifying than yesterday's, as if it could tear the entire world apart. Those in the distance felt as if their bodies were being pierced by countless sharp swords, causing unbearable pain. Their hearts were filled with fear.

"This Wang Ritain's strength seems even greater than yesterday!"

"Indeed, how did he achieve this?"

The martial world figures chattered, their eyes filled with shock. They could never have imagined that Wang Ritain's strength could improve so much in just one night.

Wang Ritain slowly swung the long sword in his hand. Streams of sword energy condensed in the sky above Wudi City. These sword energies were as substantial as reality, emitting a chilling coldness. Wang Ritain took a deep breath, and then unleashed Sword Twenty-Two.