"Hm? This match looks like it might be worth watching."
"Chen Teng is the top disciple of the Mystic Sword Sect's Inner Sect. He grasped powerful Sword Momentum long ago and has cultivated several Mysterious Grade high-tier techniques."
"Even if he can't beat Su Yun, he should at least be able to force Su Yun to use his Blade Momentum, right?"
"I'm not too concerned about who wins this match. I just want to know what level Su Yun's Blade Momentum has reached."
The onlookers around them began whispering among themselves.
Ever since Su Yun had defeated Mu Yang,
all his opponents had forfeited without a fight.
Su Yun hadn't needed to lift a finger; he'd won with ease.
The audience had found it dull to watch.
But this match had caught many people's attention.
In an instant, the powerful figures inside the towers all turned their gazes toward the plaza.
"I'm fighting Su Yun?"
Chen Teng's mouth twitched.
If Su Yun hadn't revealed his powerful physique, he would still have had some confidence that he could defeat him.
But now, he wasn't nearly so sure of himself.
He might lose this match!
"Phew!"
After thinking for a moment, Chen Teng composed himself and took a deep breath.
Then a powerful conviction welled up inside him.
The aura radiating from his body grew stronger and stronger.
"Don't worry, Jiang Qingfeng. The final will be between you and me."
"I'll defeat Su Yun myself!"
Chen Teng glanced at Jiang Qingfeng and spoke slowly.
As soon as the words left his mouth, the aura he exuded had nearly reached its peak!
Clearly, he would hold nothing back in this match. He intended to give it his all.
With that, he strode toward the plaza.
As the top disciple of the Mystic Sword