Is This for Real? Brother, It Really Is

Of the three, Chu Wujiu poses the greatest threat.

Even the Dragon Form Ten Directions Profound Sword might not be able to directly confront the Heaven-Opening War Halberd.

Ye Lingchuan poses the least threat.

Although the Immortal Burial Coffin is impressive, its destructive power is not as terrifying as the other two.

Qin Wangchuan's mind hadn't processed it yet.

The body has already moved.

A hair's breadth away.

Combat instincts made the optimal solution in an instant.

He suddenly turned his body to the right, his right fist gathering power, his muscles taut like a fully drawn bow!

Ye Lingchuan poses the least threat.

First, deal with the weakest one, then deal with the other two.

This is the most rational choice.

However--

The moment Qin Wangchuan's gaze fell upon Ye Lingchuan, he suddenly stopped.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

He snapped out of his physical control.

Instinct is not wrong.

The goal is not wrong.

This is indeed the optimal solution.

But...

'Wrong.'

What am I doing?

Qin Wangchuan asked himself this question.

His gaze shifted from Ye Lingchuan to Li Xuan on his left.

After glancing behind Li Xuan, Ji Wuchen pointed in this direction with one hand, ready to activate his Natal Dharma at any moment.

Finally, his gaze slowly rose and landed on the figure swooping down directly above him.

Chu Wujiu.

This is the man he kicked into the ground, the man he defeated time and time again, yet who always got back up.

He was now wielding a halberd, charging down with a wild laugh.

The Killing Intent solidified into a tangible force, making it hard to breathe.

The greatest threat.

The strongest.

And the opponent chosen by the strongest is also the strongest.

This is just a battle, not a fight to the death.

The goal isn't actually to win, but to "surpass."

Shouldn't I also surpass myself?

Thinking of this, Qin Wangchuan's lips suddenly curled up.

Facing challenges head-on, we will rise above these people and reach even greater heights.

Therefore, the real goal at this moment should be--

The strongest!

"Wanjie Thunder Furnace - Fourth Gear"

"Jie Jin Jian Wo."

Lightning Light flashed, and Immortal Might spread.

The Void Divine Feather suddenly bloomed behind him!

With the Ten Directions Profound Sword in hand, Qin Wangchuan shot into the air!

Left and right sides.

Li Xuan's sword pierced through nothing but a blur.

His pupils contracted sharply, and he turned around abruptly.

On the right, Ye Lingchuan's attack, which involved pushing the Immortal Burial Coffin, also missed its target, and he suddenly turned around.

That direction... isn't for running away!

In mid-air.

Only Chu Wujiu's face was filled with wild joy.

He watched the figure soar into the sky, saw that familiar face, and felt the fighting spirit burning in those dragon-like eyes—

Right!

Right!

Absolutely right!

That's how it should be!

"Good timing!"

He roared and swung the Heaven-Opening War Halberd in a wide arc, bringing it down with the force of splitting the Heaven-Opening!

Qin Wangchuan raised his sword, meeting the attack head-on!

In the blink of an eye.

The two collided.

The instant the swords clashed—

Boom!!!

A visible shockwave exploded from the point of impact, sweeping across the entire arena.

In the stands, countless people were blinded by the blast of air.

On the arena, stones flew everywhere and dust billowed.

Chu Wujiu's face froze in ecstasy.

An unimaginable force surged from the sword, flowing through the halberd and into his arms.

That force was too great.

So powerful that his arms instantly lost all feeling, so powerful that his body felt as if it were about to be crushed by the force.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, his hands bulging with veins, his bones creaking under the strain.

This moment.

Countless images suddenly flashed through Chu Wujiu's mind.

The humiliation suffered in childhood.

The praise received during childhood.

As well as--

The resentment he felt when he first lost to Qin Wangchuan.

That kind of resentment of being kicked into the ground and then pulled out of the soil by Li Xuan.

Later, more and more people were like him.

Although he has always believed in working alone, it is undeniable that—

A group of people gathered together to discuss how to defeat the other person.

This feeling is really great.

That wasn't just good, nor was it just good for a short time.

Chasing after him is my ideal.

And now.

I will defeat him here!

Thinking of this, Chu Wujiu seemed to be filled with strength again.

However, reality dealt a heavy blow.

Click--

The sound of bone cracking was clearly heard.

Both wrists shattered simultaneously!

Flesh and blood exploded, revealing bare bones.

Unable to maintain his power any longer, the Heaven-Opening War Halberd flew out of his hand.

He was sent flying by that immense force and crashed heavily to the ground.

Boom!

The ring was smashed, leaving a large crater.

Chu Wujiu lay on his back, his mind blank.

He gazed at the azure sky above, only two words echoing in his mind:

"It's over."

"Still can't do it...?"

Just as I was deep in thought, Zhao Lingyun's voice suddenly rang in my ears.

"Awesome, Chu Wujiu!"

He had come over unnoticed, using talismans to heal his wounds while exclaiming with delight:

"We won!"

"You won?"

Chu Wujiu suddenly sat up.

Even though my wrist was a bloody mess, and it even felt like it was about to fall off.

But he ignored the pain and his eyes darted around anxiously.

Far away.

Qin Wangchuan stood there.

Although he was standing, he stared blankly at the broken sword in his hand.

The Ten Directions Profound Sword is broken.

Only half remained.

"Did I do that?" Chu Wujiu asked incredulously.

In that instant, he felt an immense force strike him, and then he was sent flying.

"To be precise, it was the Heaven-Opening War Halberd that did it."

Yun Zexuan squinted as he walked over, his gaze landing on Qin Wangchuan.

Without the sword, Qin Wangchuan's combat strength will inevitably be greatly reduced.

At this point, it can be said that they have already won half the battle.

But the problem is...

He had a bad feeling about it for some reason.

The premonition was vague, yet it pierced my heart like a thorn.

"Holy crap, I'm awesome!"

Chu Wujiu about any of that; he was filled with excitement.

It was as if all the previous efforts had paid off.

The audience in the stands erupted in uproar.

Some people stared in horror at the broken sword stuck in the sky formation.

The broken sword blade pierced through layers of Protective Grand Array, its tip exposed, gleaming faintly with a cold light.

For a moment, many people didn't realize what had happened.

All that could be seen was two figures colliding, after which four things flew out.

Two of them are Qin Wangchuan and Chu Wujiu.

The halberd was stuck in the ground, and after its wielder was gone, the halberd gradually disappeared and returned to the void.

The broken sword blade pierced the sky, directly breaking through the layers of Protective Grand Array.

"As expected, the Chu Clan's Heaven-Opening War Halberd is still powerful."

"What a pity about Divine Son Qin's sword."

"That's not surprising. After all, the Heaven-Opening War Halberd is Sacred Relic of Heaven-Opening. How could ordinary weapons compare to it?"

The audience was abuzz with discussion, all praising the Heaven-Opening War Halberd.

Only the Chu Clan members remained solemn and silent.

The Heaven-Opening War Halberd is an artifact Heaven-Opening.

Although it is only a phantom, it should break most weapons with a single touch.

But how could the sword in Qin Wangchuan's hand have held out for even a moment?

They looked at Chu Wujiu's bloodied and mangled wrist, but ultimately remained silent.

Only they know how terrifying that attack was.

Is it over?

On stage, Zhou Yunyi asked cautiously.

"No."

Chu Wujiu realized what was happening and stood up.

The light of the Lingyun Talisman flowed over his body, and his bloodied wrist had been completely healed.

He clenched his fist, feeling the power of new life, and stared intently at Qin Wangchuan.

It would be so unlike him if it ended like this.

"The battle has only just begun."

Qin Wangchuan sighed softly.

I should have fed it more.

But there's nothing we can do right now.

He sheathed the remaining half of the sword and looked at Chu Wujiu.

"Right."

"The battle has only just begun."

"But without a sword, your chances of winning are slim..."

Before Yan Wujin could finish his arrogant words, he froze.

Not only him, but everyone else was stunned.

Behind Qin Wangchuan—

The phantom of the Calamity of Ten Thousand Ages slowly appeared.

The enormous Dharma Manifestation stood behind him, surrounded by countless tiny points of light.

Subsequently, the Dharma Manifestation began to disintegrate.

They transformed into specks of light, gathering in front of Qin Wangchuan like fireflies.

The light spots accumulate and become denser.

It gradually took on the shape of a sword.

"Really?"

Yan Wujin stared wide-eyed at Li Xuan in the distance.