Sword Radiance (Please Follow)

"Impossible! Brother, Wang Xiu relied on the words of the Governor's Manor, saying that he and several martial school disciples had all died in Wu Shan's sneak attack!"

"Furthermore, the martial realm Wang Xiu displayed at the time had only just entered the Three-Knock Blood Pass, while Brother Wang's blood and qi are abundant—he clearly entered the Three-Knock Blood Pass long ago!"

Chen Linger's brows eased as she shook her head and spoke.

"How could people like us possibly understand the tricks hidden within this? Brother Wang's identity is rather intriguing..."

Chen Feng nodded, unable to deny it, but then he added something that left Chen Linger beside him utterly baffled.

"Little sister, you place such faith in Brother Wang's strength. Could it be that you admire him?"

At those words, Chen Linger's cheeks flushed crimson. She shot her brother a vicious glare, then turned back to watch the fierce slaughter on the stage.

"Hahaha, Brother was joking—just joking!"

Bang!

Dust billowed as a gale suddenly rose.

Wang Xuance glanced at his shredded sleeve, his expression freezing. Looking up, he felt a wave of danger spread toward him.

Chen Kexin held her left hand in a sword-finger gesture, while her right hand gripped Han Lin in reverse. At some unknown point, a fierce, razor-sharp gleam had begun circling the sword tip, flickering in and out. She cast him a distant glance...

Wang Xuance immediately felt as though needlepoints of light were stabbing into his eyes, bringing tears to them.

"Sword radiance!"

Chen Linger's expression changed drastically as she cried out.

Chen Feng, whose face had turned ashen, felt his heart sink to the depths. Chen Kexin, a disciple of the second branch, possessed such astonishing talent in the sword.

Still in the prime of youth, she had actually cultivated sword radiance. Countless gifted swordsmen sought it their entire lives without ever cultivating so much as a trace.

With this alone, even if he fought personally, he might not be able to defeat Chen Kexin!

"Is Heaven determined to wipe out our branch..."

"Hehe! Little Xin's talent in the sword is so high that she can stand at the very pinnacle of our Chen Clan. How could she possibly be defeated so easily!"

"Even if your fist arts have achieved something... they are nothing more than that!"

A trace of mockery showed in Chen Feng's eyes. He was utterly composed, certain of victory!

"Besides... didn't the old master prepare another person as well? That makes it foolproof!"

Glancing sideways at the yellow-robed man seated cross-legged in the corner with his eyes closed, aloof from worldly affairs, a flicker of apprehension appeared in his eyes!

Unconsciously, his large hand grew increasingly wanton upon the palace-dressed beauty in his arms. Tears of pity streamed down her face, yet she could only swallow her humiliation!

On the stage, Wang Xuance narrowed his eyes. Seeing Chen Kexin's aura soar to its absolute peak in an instant, he knew the battle had reached its critical moment!

"Sword radiance?! I wonder whether it is stronger or weaker than Wu Shan's move?"

Wang Xuance took a deep breath. Blood and qi circulated ceaselessly through his arms as he looked up at Chen Kexin and bent his legs slightly.

Bang!

He shot forward like a cannonball, azure gleams flashing over his arms!

Fist Shatters the Tides!

His fist force transformed into Fist Aura and smashed viciously toward the girl in an overwhelming flood, unstoppable and incomparably fierce.

"Well come!"

Chen Kexin gave a sharp cry. With a flick of her right arm, white radiance spilled from the sword tip like a white serpent coiled there, baring its fangs and flicking its tongue.

Bang bang bang—

Wang Xuance's twin fists churned seas and overturned rivers, crashing freely against the sword radiance's sweeping slashes, upward scoops, thrusts, and chops. The majesty of his momentum faintly overwhelmed the sword radiance spilling from the girl!

[True Martial Qi +90!]

[True Martial Qi +90!]

[True Martial Qi +90!]

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Why are this man's blows growing stronger and stronger? Even my sword radiance is showing signs of decline!

Every sweep of his sleeve and every punch carried Fist Aura capable of shattering stubborn rocks with a thunderous blast, so tightly packed that not even water could seep through!

Sword radiance, famed for its sharpness, was being battered by his Fist Aura until it scattered like floating clouds and melting snow.

The fierce force transmitted through the sword blade piled up layer upon layer, like the raging, surging waves of a great river.

"You're courting death!"

Chen Kexin circulated her abundant blood and qi and swung several consecutive strikes. A wisp of Essence of Blood and Qi flowed along the blade and merged with the white sword radiance.

The visible sword radiance suddenly swelled, red and white intertwining at the sword tip.

Sha Qi blazed from the girl's phoenix eyes. With her arm held level and sword held flat, she slashed toward his chest!

Azure Heavens Sword Technique—Ten Thousand Springs Pounce at Heaven!

A brilliant streak of sword radiance split into a tightly woven net of white and red, fierce enough to shred an ordinary Three-Knock Blood Pass martial artist.

Her sword came out with the swiftness of the wind!

Eight-Armed Vajra!

His two arms seemed to transform into six more, striking from all directions at once. Piercing whistles tore through the air as Wang Xuance forcibly shattered the sword net's encirclement with this fist form.

A muffled thunderclap exploded across the arena. Fragments of sword radiance and the force of Fist Aura shot outward like arrows, striking the wooden stakes binding the four corners of the earthen platform. The wood burst apart with a crash, splinters and chunks scattering everywhere.

Quite a few nearby disciples were struck by the splinters and winced in pain for a long while!

"Hmph!"

Seeing how ferocious Wang Xuance's fist form was, Chen Kexin judged that his old force had been spent while new force had yet to arise.

Gritting her silver teeth, she forcibly gathered a breath and leaped forward like a swallow. In a flash, she shook and turned her sword radiance, the white serpent flicking its tongue as it stabbed straight for his brow.

Azure Heavens Sword Technique—A Sword to the Crown!

The timing of this sword radiance's downward strike was flawless, leaving Wang Xuance with nowhere to retreat and nowhere to evade!

One must know that the path of martial arts advanced step by step, and what one contended for was a single "breath" within the dantian's sea of qi. This breath was the circulation of blood and qi, the flow of true qi.

The longer that breath, like the body of a whale; the thicker it was, like a mountain; the more unbroken it was, like earth and dust—the more formidable one became in a one-on-one battle.

What martial techniques consumed was precisely the length and depth of that breath. Often, a technique whose momentum had climbed to its peak was indeed ferocious when unleashed, but it was also the moment of greatest vulnerability.

Suppressing the turmoil of her blood and qi, Chen Kexin fiercely drew up a breath. What she wanted was for this sword strike to crush her enemy and take his life on the spot!

"You want to kill me in the gap between the circulation of my breaths? Unfortunately, the subtleties of the Dragon Elephant Grand Stance far surpass your imagination!"

The corners of Wang Xuance's lips rose. His arms crossed, and through an exceedingly subtle rhythm of exhalation and inhalation, his breath flowed on and on like a babbling stream, ceaseless and unbroken!

The sword tip fell in an instant, slashing fiercely onto Wang Xuance's crossed arms.

Crack!

"What?!"

Chen Kexin's face filled with horror, as though she had seen something terrifying. Her mind went blank.

"A body-tempering martial art!"

Chen Feng abruptly rose to his feet, staring fixedly at Wang Xuance on the stage. His gaze burned with greed; there was none of his earlier lecherous, libertine manner left.

Even Chen Xuanfeng beside him opened his eyes, his gaze likewise falling upon Wang Xuance. He seemed to have thought of something, his single eye narrowing as he pondered.

"Gasp! It's actually a body-tempering martial art?!!"

"Little sister, have you investigated this man's background clearly? He... who exactly is he?!"

Chen Feng was dumbstruck. He no longer possessed his earlier composure of remaining unruffled even with Mount Tai collapsing before him. He cast his little sister a deeply meaningful glance.

"I... I only know that he came from outside the city and isn't a local. After his martial cultivation advanced into the Two-Knock Blood Pass, he enlisted in the army!"

"As for the details, I know just as little!"

Chen Linger pressed a soft hand to her chest. Her lapels trembled wildly from her shock, sending many hot-blooded young men nearby into a frenzy of restless desire.

"Aside from those families in the inner city, body-tempering martial arts exist only in the army..."

At some point, First Elder Chen Xuanjing had risen and clasped his hands behind his back. He spoke with deep meaning, and a trace of astonishment also appeared in his eyes.