Scraping, Thick Skin

Upon hearing what Luo Futian said, Chen Changqing chuckled and spoke in a cold voice:

"Yeah?"

Before he could finish speaking, he didn't wait for Luo Futian to respond. He held the Heavenly Thunder Sword in his hand and suddenly slashed it down!

"The Sword Rises Over the Vastness!"

He directly unleashed the Ten Forms of Sword Annihilation technique.

"Boom!"

As Chen Changqing brandished his immortal Immortal Sword, a resounding sword cry instantly echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

Upon closer inspection, Sword Gale, intertwined with wind and thunder, soared into the sky!

Guided by the power of the Sword Gale energy, it directly drew upon the Spiritual Qi of the heavens, transforming it into a boundless and vast Sword Domain.

"Whoosh..."

Then, from that vast Sword Domain, boundless Sword Qi swept towards Luo Futian Tianguan like a storm.

"Oh!"

Luo Futian noticed this but didn't seem to care at all.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, he swung his fists, and with terrifying Fist Force, enhanced by his surging Qi and Blood, he fiercely met the endless Sword Qi that was falling!

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of deafening sonic booms resounded throughout.

The endless Sword Qi that enveloped them was shattered by Luo Futian's Fist Force.

Chen Changqing paid no attention to this, and his sword technique suddenly changed.

"Sword Falls to the Nine Netherworlds!"

Then, he unleashed another Ten Forms of Sword Annihilation.

The sword cleaved downwards like a celestial river pouring down, its Sword Momentum as heavy as a collapsing mountain, its Sword Light as dark as an abyss.

In no time, the immense sword force, condensed into a single line, shot straight towards Luo Futian.

"Boom!"

Seeing Chen Changqing unleash this sword strike, Luo Futian's eyes were still full of contempt. His huge fist clenched suddenly, and blood spurted from the edge of his fist!

Upon closer inspection, the man had already raised his fist and met the Sword-Ray's edge head-on.

"Bang!"

Fist and sword clashed, unleashing a deafening roar. The entire arena trembled violently, and cracks appeared in many places in the protective barrier reinforced by Xuanchen.

Upon seeing this, Xuanchen's expression changed drastically. Without thinking further, he quickly cast several seals to re-stabilize the restriction.

The many Mount Shu disciples watching from around the arena gasped in astonishment.

"This... this Senior Brother Luo is way too strong, isn't he?"

"With the enhancement of bloodline, can one contend with Immortal Artifacts bare-handed?"

"Chen Changqing's swordsmanship is powerful, but it poses absolutely no threat to Senior Brother Luo!"

"Thinking you can challenge Senior Brother Luo just because you possess Immortal Artifact? That's wishful thinking!"

"..."

The disciples were utterly astonished.

Indeed, the formidable physical body that Luo Futian displayed, empowered by the Witch Clan Bloodline, was simply terrifying!

Upon seeing this Jian Zhenzi and Liu Mu, along with other disciples of Evergreen Peak, had slightly darkened expressions.

Everyone could see that even with Immortal Artifact in hand and sword Divine Ability like the Ten Forms of Sword Annihilation, Chen Changqing still couldn't defeat Luo Futian.

"The Luo Family's bloodline is indeed extraordinary; no wonder they are one of the Nine Great Families of the Nine Provinces Continent!"

"Their foundation is truly exceptionally profound!"

Jian Zhenzi muttered to himself, his expression grave.

As Chen Changqing's senior brother, he naturally hoped that Chen Changqing would win.

However, considering the strength of Luo Futian's bloodline, he couldn't help but worry for Chen Changqing.

Meanwhile, at the location of Seven Stars Peak.

Chen Yuan and the other two were slightly surprised upon seeing this.

"Sect Master."

"Even with Immortal Artifact, Chen Changqing seems powerless against Luo Futian!"

Mo Tianji said with a solemn expression.

Before Chen Yuan could reply, Bai Wuya suddenly interjected:

"Elder Mo."

"You don't really know Chen Changqing very well!"

"This Ten Forms of Sword Annihilation, and even Immortal Artifact, are just things this kid is testing on Luo Futian!"

Upon hearing Bai Wuya's words, Mo Tianji was taken aback and muttered softly, "Testing the waters?"

Chen Yuan smiled calmly and didn't say anything.

He had high hopes for his Personal Disciple.

Evergreen Peak.

Outside a secluded thatched hut halfway up the mountain, an elderly figure stood with his hands behind his back.

The old man was none other than Mo Yuan.

"Is the young master just joking with him?"

"However, to be fair, the Luo Family's Witch Clan Bloodline is indeed powerful!"

"Among those of the same cultivation level, wielding this bloodline power is practically invincible!"

"Unfortunately..."

At this point, Mo Yuan paused slightly, then smiled meaningfully and added:

"He encountered the young master!"

Meanwhile, on the arena...

Luo Futian easily blocked several of Chen Changqing's attacks.

Chen Changqing.

"What? Is that all you've got?"

"Even with Immortal Artifact in hand, it seems I can't unleash much power!"

It's like tickling me!

Luo Futian looked at Chen Changqing with a face full of contempt and said this sarcastically.

Chen Changqing paid no attention to this and continued to wield the immortal Immortal Artifact Heavenly Thunder Sword, launching a fierce attack on Luo Futian!

"Boom boom..."

"The Sword Dividing Yin and Yang!"

"Call!"

"Sword Burning the Eight Desolations!"

"Boom..."

"Bang bang!"

And so, Chen Changqing kept changing his sword moves, and each time he unleashed a sword strike, a vast and powerful force swept towards Luo Futian!

A sword move drew upon the Heavenly Thunder Sword, transforming it into a magnificent Thunder Prison, embodying ultimate strength and Yang.

One sword move transformed into a silver wind sword, drawing upon the Taiyin Gang Wind to form a bone-corroding wind domain, extremely Yin and extremely gentle!

In an instant, thunder roared, gales howled, and flames Burning Heaven!

The entire arena seemed to have transformed into Principle wasteland under the combined might of the two.

At first, Luo Futian was able to cope with the situation easily, but as Chen Changqing launched a fierce and relentless offensive, Luo Futian found himself struggling to keep up.

Fortunately, thanks to the blessing of the Witch Clan Bloodline, its physical body is incredibly strong.

Even if they occasionally couldn't keep up with Chen Changqing's sword speed, they could still withstand his attacks with their physical strength.

The many Mount Shu disciples watching the battle were all dumbfounded.

"Wow... what a ferocious attack!"

"So what? You still can't harm Senior Brother Luo in the slightest!"

"It seems Chen Changqing is beyond this level; he can't break through Senior Brother Luo's physical body at all!"

"The Holy Son Grand Competition is about to come to an end!"

"Is this the end of the story with Chen Changqing?"

"In the end, the title of First Holy Son still belongs to Senior Brother Luo!"

"..."

Many disciples sighed in dismay, and almost none of them had a good chance of succeeding with Chen Changqing.

Just as everyone was in shock, on the arena, Luo Futian suddenly threw a punch, tearing apart Chen Changqing's sword force that was coming down!

He clapped his hands lightly, glanced smugly at Chen Changqing, and said mockingly:

"Chen Changqing!"

"If this is all you've got, with your swordplay that's barely scratching the surface, you think you can defeat me? You're dreaming!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Changqing did not get angry. Instead, a subtle, enigmatic smile appeared on his lips as he replied:

"Yeah?"

"Then try my other methods!"