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As the saying went, once one had seen the vast sea, no other water would do—after witnessing the effortless charm of Jiang Xuan's swordsmanship, everyone found the Ghost God phantom's wild swings strangely crude, like a barbarian with nothing but brute strength, clutching a wooden club and hacking about at random.

Though, judging from the spectacle alone, the Ghost God's attacks were undoubtedly more violent and more terrifying.

With every strike, it unleashed Sword Qi dozens of meters long. Wherever it passed, the air shrieked, and the Sword Heaven Pool was torn open with horrifying gashes.

Yet everyone inexplicably felt that Jiang Xuan was stronger than that Ghost God phantom.

The gap between a skill that seemed born of nature and mere overbearing force did not lie in the difference in power, but in the gulf between their realms.

This sight made the corners of Gong Qingyue's lips lift. She smiled sweetly and turned to look at Luo Jingli beside her.

"Do you still think Zhong Ming's judgment cannot be wrong? That Young Master Jiang Xuan will stop at ninth place?"

"..."

Faced with such a retort, Luo Jingli could only remain silent.

After a long while, she finally forced herself to speak. "Between Cultivators, it ultimately comes down to the strength of one's Spell Power and the greatness of one's Divine Abilities. Young Master Zhong Ming does not primarily cultivate swordsmanship."

"Jiang Xuan merely gained a slight advantage in the area Young Master Zhong Ming is least skilled at. If the two truly fought, Young Master Zhong Ming would definitely win."

By the shores of the Sword Heaven Pool, the Cultivators were all shaken by Jiang Xuan's swordsmanship. Jiang Xuan himself... was the same.

Even he had not expected that, after the essence of all one hundred and eight