The disciples watching from the sidelines all gaped at the sight.
"What's going on?"
"How did Senior Brother Chen Teng suddenly lose?"
The Mystic Sword Sect disciples were all dumbfounded.
They hadn't expected something like this to happen.
Just a moment ago, Chen Teng had been surging with power as he unleashed an immensely powerful sword technique.
But in the next instant, the Sword Qi he had unleashed dissipated.
The sword momentum around him had vanished without a trace, too.
He'd lost just like that, for no apparent reason!
The scene was simply too bizarre.
"Could it be that Su Yun used some strange technique?"
A low-ranking Outer Sect disciple of the Mystic Sword Sect asked in confusion.
Boom!
Yet from the tall buildings around them came wave after wave of powerful auras.
One great figure after another rose to their feet, their expressions grave.
They went to the jade railings and gripped them tightly, their eyes filled with shock.
"This is... Blade Momentum suppression!"
A sect elder spoke in a trembling voice.
"What? Blade Momentum suppression!?"
At those words,
the spectators present first froze.
Then they all came to their senses.
Chen Teng's sword momentum had indeed seemed to be suppressed just now, forced back into his body.
"Wait!"
"Chen Teng's sword momentum was already close to the Great Accomplishment stage."
"Doesn't that mean..."
Someone's pupils contracted as they couldn't help but speculate.
For the Martial Dao Momentum comprehended by a martial artist to possess such absolute suppressive power, the difference between the two sides had to be at least thirty percent.
That meant Su Yun's Blade Momentum was probably already close to perfection!
In fact, many people had an even bolder guess in mind.
Su Yun's Blade Momentum might already have reached perfection!
"This... how did he do