Thunder Calling Art, the Might of the Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Art, Concession

Hearing Su Han's words, Tian Buyi and Su Ru exchanged surprised glances.

"Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Art?"

"If I remember correctly, this sword art is extremely difficult to cultivate and demands exceptional innate talent in the way of the sword..."

"Throughout the entire Qingyun Sect, only a handful of people have ever succeeded in cultivating it, and all of them eventually became Peak Masters, didn't they?!"

Hearing Su Ru's words, Tian Buyi nodded slightly.

"Not only has Su Han's cultivation broken through to the Yuqing Realm, but he has also mastered the exceedingly difficult Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Art?"

Tian Buyi murmured in a low voice, his gaze fixed firmly on Su Han in the arena.

He seemed to want to see whether Su Han's words were true or false.

Meanwhile, in the arena.

As Du Bishu recited his incantation, dark clouds suddenly gathered overhead, with flashes of lightning faintly flickering within them.

"Thunder Calling Art?"

Seeing this, He Dazhi could not help crying out.

"I never expected Sixth Brother to quietly learn the Thunder Calling Art without anyone noticing?!"

Song Daren nodded slightly. "It seems Sixth Brother brought out his trump card right from the start so he wouldn't disgrace Great Bamboo Peak!"

"But I've never heard of the Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Art. I wonder how powerful it is?"

At those words, the other disciples all shook their heads.

After all, given their aptitude, Tian Buyi could not possibly pass the Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Art on to them for cultivation.

Moreover, aside from Su Han, no one else in the Qingyun Sect currently cultivated the Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Art, so naturally they had never heard of this sword art.

While they spoke.

Boom!

A deafening roar rang out like a thunderclap shattering the sky.

Du Bishu was the first to launch the Thunder Calling Art. A bolt of lightning as thick as a water barrel descended from the heavens, striking straight toward Su Han.

"Junior Brother Su Han, be careful!"

Su Han looked at the lightning descending from above. "Seven Tribulations Dragon Slash, spiritual source gathers qi, first tribulation breaks delusion, the heart clear as a mirror!"

As Su Han finished his incantation.

The refined steel sword in his hand immediately shone brilliantly. Two phantom azure dragons slowly emerged, their dragon might vast and majestic, as though they looked down upon the world.

The next moment.

"Slash!"

Su Han gave a sharp cry, and the two phantom azure dragons instantly roared as they charged toward the heavenly lightning.

The azure dragons and lightning collided with a thunderous crash.

In an instant, intense light burst forth like an exploding sun, while shockwaves spread outward with overwhelming force.

Everyone nearby felt a fierce gust of wind rush toward them. Zhang Xiaofan, in particular, was forced back again and again by the powerful impact.

Seeing this, Su Ru hurriedly cast a spell. Dazzling light flashed, and a sturdy barrier instantly rose, shielding everyone from the violent aftershock.

As the light gradually faded, everyone focused their eyes and saw that Su Han still stood proudly where he was...

Though his clothes were somewhat disheveled, they only added to his unruly air. His expression remained calm and composed, as if the fierce battle just now had been nothing more than a trivial matter.

Du Bishu, on the other hand, panted lightly, fine beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.

Clearly, his control over the Thunder Calling Art was far from proficient, and casting it had been quite strenuous.

"Senior Brother Du, take another sword strike from me!"

Su Han looked at Du Bishu opposite him and swung his longsword once more.

"Seven Tribulations Dragon Slash, gather qi into an edge, second tribulation suppresses demons, burning soul reveals form, go!"

This time, the two phantom azure dragons were even more solid. Their lifelike dragon scales glimmered with mysterious light beneath the moon, and with an unstoppable, majestic momentum, they shot toward Du Bishu.

Du Bishu gritted his teeth, a flash of resolve passing through his eyes as he seemed ready to cast the Thunder Calling Art again.

For a moment, lightning crisscrossed the sky, silver serpents dancing wildly.

However, Su Han's Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Art was simply too fast, utterly beyond comparison with Du Bishu's speed in casting the Thunder Calling Art.

Before the lightning had even finished gathering, the phantom azure dragons were already bearing down on Du Bishu.

Du Bishu was greatly alarmed, and his face turned deathly pale in an instant.

He hurriedly erected a spiritual energy barrier before himself while twisting aside to evade.

But the phantom azure dragons streaked across the night sky like lightning. They easily shattered the hastily formed spiritual energy barrier and grazed his shoulder.

Du Bishu gave a muffled groan, staggered back several steps, and fell to the ground.

He clutched his injured shoulder, his eyes full of helplessness.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Su Han, for showing mercy. I lost."

Du Bishu looked at Su Han and shook his head dejectedly.

He knew he had already given it his all. He had even cast the most powerful Thunder Calling Art he knew without holding anything back.

Yet the power of Su Han's unheard-of sword art far exceeded his imagination.

Moreover, he could see that Su Han's mastery of this sword art was nothing like his own clumsy handling of the Thunder Calling Art. Su Han could wield it as easily as he pleased.

"This Junior Brother Su Han is simply too strong. I have no way to contend against him at all."

Du Bishu's eyes were filled with envy.

When Su Han heard Du Bishu concede, he sheathed his sword and cupped his hands toward him. "Senior Brother Du, thank you for letting me win."

Seeing Du Bishu admit defeat, He Dazhi, Wu Dayi, and the others immediately erupted in commotion. Even Zhang Xiaofan, who did not understand much about cultivation, was utterly astonished.

"Gasp! Junior Brother Su Han is far too incredible! That was the Thunder Calling Art, yet he took it so easily. The Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Art actually possesses such power?"

He Dazhi's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"Indeed. Sixth Brother's Thunder Calling Art was already very powerful, yet he still lost so thoroughly."

Wu Dayi shook his head repeatedly as well.

"Just what kind of monster is this Junior Brother Su Han?! Not only is his talent heaven-defying, he even managed to cultivate such a formidable sword art."

Zhang Xiaofan stood to one side, looking at Su Han's figure as a feeling of admiration rose within him.

"Senior Brother Su Han is truly amazing. When will I ever possess such strength?"

Tian Ling'er at the side had long since been stunned beyond words.

Her bright eyes were full of curiosity, and her cherry lips parted slightly.

"Su Han is actually this formidable?"

"Among the many techniques of Great Bamboo Peak, the Thunder Calling Art is already considered exceptionally powerful, yet before Junior Brother Su Han, it seems so utterly incapable of withstanding a blow."

As the Peak Master of Great Bamboo Peak, Tian Buyi's face darkened as he watched Du Bishu's defeat.

He then snorted coldly. "Hmph, what a disgrace to Great Bamboo Peak."

But as soon as he finished speaking.

He flicked a pill toward He Dazhi with his finger.

"Take this pill and use it to treat Sixth Brother's injuries."

"Yes, Master."

Su Ru looked at the cold-faced but warm-hearted Tian Buyi with great helplessness.

Then she smiled at Su Han and said, "Su Han, you knew to show restraint. You did not strike at Bishu's vital points. Thank you very much."

Su Han hurriedly cupped his hands. "Martial Aunt, you overpraise me. Senior Brother Du and I were merely sparring, so naturally I would not strike too heavily."

At this moment, after taking the pill, Du Bishu's complexion had improved somewhat.

He struggled to his feet and said to Su Han, "Junior Brother Su Han, I am fully convinced by today's defeat. If there is an opportunity in the future, I hope you will offer me more guidance."

Su Han nodded. "Senior Brother Du is too polite. We can learn from each other."

After saying this, Su Han looked toward Song Daren, his eyes brimming with fighting spirit.

"Senior Brother Song."

"I want to see just how great the gap is between my seventh tribulation—the final sword strike—and an expert like you at the fourth level of the Yuqing Realm, who can wield a magic treasure and has undergone a complete qualitative transformation."

"Would Senior Brother Song be willing to grant my wish?"