Among the many True Martial Realm powerhouses, Zhao Wunian was one of the few who had never suffered a defeat since advancing into the True Martial Realm.
What he cultivated was a martial path that took combat to its ultimate extreme. His fighting style could be called extreme, but its power was also extreme.
Although Zhao Wunian had spent more than a decade in secluded cultivation and rarely made a move, there was no doubt about his strength. That remained true even when facing Meng Jingxian, whose fame had recently shaken the Jianghu.
Zhao Wunian looked at Meng Jingxian, and a rare, heaven-shaking fighting intent appeared in his eyes.
"I said before that, aside from those existences in the Divine Bridge Realm, there are few people in the Jianghu worthy of my notice. You, Meng Jingxian, are one of them. Now I only hope your swordsmanship does not disappoint me!"
It could be said that, over all these years, Meng Jingxian was the only person capable of stirring Zhao Wunian's full fighting spirit.
Zhao Wunian's previous few battles had never truly unleashed his greatest strength.
Even when the Qingcheng Sword Sect was destroyed, Li Changhai, the sect leader of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, had wielded the divine weapon Way of Self Sword, yet Zhao Wunian had still beaten him down with ease. At most, that battle had merely allowed Zhao Wunian to loosen his limbs after a long period of seclusion—little more than a warm-up.
And at the Heaven-Observing Banquet, Zhao Wunian had not fought with his full strength either. Only when the Golden Tent Khanate invaded had Zhao Wunian displayed a portion of the power he should possess, but even then, he had not revealed his trump cards.
Only now, when facing Meng Jingxian, would Zhao Wunian truly take