The records had mentioned that no one in the Seven Kill Sword Lineage had ever surpassed the rank of Level 95 Titled Douluo. Yet in this generation, Chen Jianjun had reached Level 97.
Then this man ought to join Spirit Hall.
Once someone suffered defeat at another's hands, wanting to overcome that person would surely provide the best incentive.
At that moment, Chen Jianjun was utterly bewildered.
Just how far did his attacks fall short of Qian Daoliu's?
It was truly unfathomable. Was the Qian Family's Angel Sword Technique really stronger than his lineage's Seven Kill Sword Technique?
Indeed, none of his ancestors had ever challenged the Qian Family's patriarch.
If he had not encountered Su Mu along the way and entered Spirit Hall, he might never have had the chance to fight him.
On the raised platform, the Second Worship said quietly:
"The Seven Kill Sword Technique is certainly extraordinary. Unfortunately, the gap in cultivation is too great."
"Lasting this many exchanges against the Great Enshrined is already remarkable."
Yue Guan looked at Chen Jianjun and merely gave a slight nod.
Bibi Dong leaned close to Su Mu's ear and whispered, "Senior brother, who do you think will win?"
Su Mu's tone was calm. "The Great Enshrined. There's no question."
"I'm telling you, my father has me to thank for winning so easily. Otherwise, would he even have this chance to show off?"
Qian Xunji chuckled and immediately began teasing.
Still in the middle of the match, Qian Daoliu heard those words and nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. He truly wanted to cut down that unfilial son with one stroke.
Your old man is still fighting, and you're already stealing all my thunder. You're infuriating me!
"Senior Qian, your swordsmanship is formidable, but I must defeat you."