The Sword Soul Sect Was About to Have Bad Luck. Qianshan and Xuanmo did not bother with any probing. From the very start, both went all out, clashing without pause. Sword Qi shot into the heavens, Qi Force crisscrossed the air, and the surging energies churned the world within dozens of miles into utter chaos.
The faster they fought, the fiercer the battle became. From the ground to the sky, then from the sky back to the ground.
The two were evenly matched, worthy opponents meeting on the board.
Gasps rang out from the arena from time to time. Everyone stared fixedly at this battlefield, paying no attention even to the other fights. Many more competitors had rushed over to watch these two battle.
This fight between the two was clearly the pinnacle battle of the entire competition.
"Qianshan is actually this strong? Xuanmo can't take him down?"
Jian Shan's brows drew tighter and tighter, the worry in his eyes so dense it could not be dispelled. The confidence he had once possessed was gradually fading away.
Jian Buxu said solemnly, "Qianshan cultivated his body from the start, and the Qianshan Heavy Sword Art emphasizes weight and ferocity. After obtaining the Myriad Transformations Return-to-Origin Art, his physical body improved once more, allowing him to break into the late True Lord stage. With his sword intent reinforced by Qi and Blood Power, his sword force has become even fiercer and more tyrannical. Xuanmo's swordsmanship focuses on speed, but he cannot break through Qianshan's sword force, so he is at a slight disadvantage!"
He paused, narrowing his eyes as a cold gleam flickered within them. "But there is no need to worry. Xuanmo's foundation is solid, and his sword techniques reached perfection long ago. As long as he fights steadily and wears