The Curtain Falls

Just like a Sword Laws about to cleave the Firmament, carrying terrifying might, Qin Hao slowly brought his Sword Laws down.

"Danger! Danger! Danger!"

Chen Yuntian's pupils contracted sharply, and his face turned ashen.

From this Sword Laws strike of Qin Hao's, he felt an extreme sense of danger.

At the same time, an absurd feeling welled up inside Chen Yuntian.

"How is this possible? Qin Hao, this piece of trash, can actually execute this kind of Sword Laws art?"

"Could this be his true talent?"

Chen Yuntian was thoroughly shocked.

Even though he had practiced Sword Laws techniques since childhood, Chen Yuntian had no confidence that he could execute such a Sword Laws strike.

The Martial Arts Arena.

At this moment, absolute silence reigned.

Everyone had their mouths hanging open, their eyes wide and staring, looking at the stage as if they had seen a ghost.

"This Sword Laws strike of Qin Hao's..."

Huang Sanjian, the Sword Laws enthusiast, drew in a sharp breath and muttered in disbelief, "Could it be Sword Force? No, although I have never cultivated Sword Force, books record that Sword Force is not like this. If Qin Hao could really execute Sword Force, it's impossible that I wouldn't sense it."

"Yet the might of this Sword Laws strike of his is simply too terrifying!"

"Chen Yuntian, you're in trouble now!"

Huang Sanjian's eyes were filled with shock.

Actually, he did not know that this Sword Laws strike of Qin Hao's inherently contained a trace of Sword Force!

Even if it was only a trace, its might was already extremely formidable!

Sooner said than done, Qin Hao's Sword Laws had already descended.

It headed straight for Chen Yuntian.

"Impossible! I, Chen Yuntian, will absolutely never lose to a piece of trash!"

Chen Yuntian let out a low roar, likewise brandishing his long Sword Laws.

"Two-Yi Sword Art!"

"Yin and Yang!"

"Rapid Transformation!"

"Two-Yi!"

He acted as though he had gone mad.

At this very moment, Chen Yuntian held nothing back, pouring all his strength into his long Sword Laws and going all out! In the mere blink of an eye, all four forms of the Two-Yi Sword Art were unleashed!

Instantly, the long Sword Laws in his hand seemed to transform into the Yin and Yang of the Two-Yi, its might increasing by at least several fractions.

Yet Qin Hao's Sword Laws strike, despite only containing a trace of Sword Force, boosted its power to a degree far beyond what Chen Yuntian's Sword Laws could compare to!

Boom!

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the next instant, Qin Hao's long Sword Laws landed on Chen Yuntian's long Sword Laws with the force of a decaying, rotten twig. Following that, Chen Yuntian's long Sword Laws was struck by a terrifying force and actually fractured on the spot!

Whoosh!

The long Sword Laws swept past the top of Chen Yuntian's head, shearing off his topknot. Instantly, Chen Yuntian stood disheveled, swaying in the violent wind.

For the first time, Chen Yuntian felt death so close to himself.

Had Qin Hao's long Sword Laws lowered by another centimeter, Chen Yuntian would have died without a doubt!

At the same time, a wave of force surged over. Chen Yuntian let out a muffled grunt, a trace of fresh blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his body staggered backward step by step, completely unable to block it as he fell off the stage!

A single Sword Laws strike!

Chen Yuntian... defeated!

Silence.

The Martial Arts Arena was dead silent.

Everyone stared at the stage with wide eyes, as if they had seen a ghost.

For a moment, all of them forgot how to speak.

"Lost... I actually lost!"

A trickle of fresh blood leaked from the corner of Chen Yuntian's mouth, his eyes filled with shock.

For this Myriad Phenomena Genius Tournament, Chen Yuntian had made far too many preparations.

Not only did he exhaust lineage resources to sustain himself, but Chen Huo, the head of the Chen lineage, had even cast aside his dignity without hesitation to invite a True Martial Realm Level Two powerhouse!

This person was precisely a deacon of the Myriad Phenomena Hall's outer hall!

He had tested Chen Yuntian's Martial Soul and had even personally instructed him for ten days!

A True Martial Realm powerhouse was naturally not someone the Chen lineage could afford to hire, but the maiden family of Chen Huo's wife was none other than the Wang lineage, one of the four great lineages of Myriad Forms City!

Relying on the Wang lineage's connections, and with Chen Huo sparing no expense of heavy wealth, they finally invited this True Martial Realm powerhouse.

Furthermore, Chen Huo had completely sealed off the information!

Chen Yuntian possessed a tier-four Martial Soul!

When they learned that Chen Yuntian's Martial Soul was tier four, the entire upper echelon of the Chen lineage was ecstatic, exhausting everything to cultivate Chen Yuntian with all their might.

Chen Yuntian did not disappoint expectations either. On the eve of the Myriad Phenomena Genius Tournament, his cultivation successfully broke through to the late stage of the Body Tempering Realm Level Seven, and his Two-Yi Sword Art reached Great Accomplishment.

To hone Chen Yuntian's practical combat ability, elders of the Chen lineage at the Body Tempering Realm Level Eight and Level Nine had all sparred with him to practice moves.

Martial artists at the Body Tempering Realm Level Eight could be defeated by Chen Yuntian within ten moves!

Even against a Body Tempering Realm Level Nine cultivation, he still had the strength to fight!

Chen Yuntian was extremely confident that among the younger generation in the entire Tianshui City, not a single person was his match.

Participating in the Myriad Phenomena Genius Tournament was merely going through the motions.

Yet...

He was defeated!

Defeated at the hands of a piece of trash, it felt like a thunderbolt striking Chen Yuntian's mind and soul. His entire demeanor turned gloomy, and his mental state even bordered on madness.

Chen Yuntian raised his head, roaring hideously, "Why?! Clearly you only have a tier-one Martial Soul! A tier-one Martial Soul is universally recognized as trash everywhere!"

"Why are you able to cultivate to the late stage of the Body Tempering Realm Level Six? Why are you able to comprehend these Sword Laws?!"

"Even I, Chen Yuntian, couldn't do it, so on what grounds could you?"

Chen Yuntian was disheveled with bloodshot eyes, looking like a crazed demon.

"Ignorant!"

Qin Hao said coldly, "I said before, you were no match for me in the past, and now, you are even less of a match for me."

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't!"

Having spoken, Qin Hao paid Chen Yuntian no further mind, instead looking toward the middle-aged referee standing beside the stage who was announcing the match.

"Qin Hao wins!" The middle-aged man dazed for a moment before shouting loudly.

"Qin Hao, I, Chen Yuntian, swear that sooner or later, I will personally defeat you with my own hands and trample you underfoot!" Chen Yuntian looked as though he had suffered an unimaginable humiliation, his face contorting hideously while his eyes burned with intense unwillingness.

Qin Hao shook his head faintly. "The present you is no match for me, and in the future, you will be even less so."

He didn't take a mere Chen Yuntian seriously at all.

Qin Hao slowly turned around. Holding his sword in his right hand, he looked toward the location of the Liu lineage.

His gaze locked directly onto Liu Ruoxue.

"The Liu lineage! Liu Ruoxue!"

Qin Hao's gaze was ice-cold. "Entering the Myriad Phenomena Hall is merely my first step. Back then, the humiliation you inflicted upon me—it won't be long before I return it to you with my own hands!"

"A grain of rice dares to contend with the bright moon for radiance?"

"I will use facts to prove just who the grain of rice is, and who the bright moon is!"

"Just how foolish you, Liu Ruoxue, truly are."

Qin Hao took a deep breath and slowly withdrew his gaze.

"This piece of trash..."

"How is this possible!"

At this moment, Liu Ruoxue bit down on her lower lip, her eyes filled with intense shock and disbelief.

The Sword Laws Qin Hao had just displayed were no longer a matter of being profound.

Rather, ordinary people simply could not achieve this kind of Sword Laws!

For a brief second, Liu Ruoxue even wondered if she had been wrong.

Perhaps she shouldn't have treated Qin Hao that way back then?

Perhaps Qin Hao was still that former number one genius of Tianshui City?

"Elder Zhao Yuanji personally tested him; a Martial Soul is destined by birth, so he is definitely a piece of trash!"

Liu Ruoxue took a deep breath, calming herself down. "Anyone capable of displaying this kind of Sword Laws has spent years bitterly practicing swordsmanship without exception. Qin Hao must have bitterly practiced swordsmanship since childhood, and he must have also hired a specialized Sword Laws expert to instruct him."

"He really hides deep! Back then I treated him so well, yet he actually kept it hidden from me. It seems Qin Hao not only has an ordinary Martial Soul, but his character is also utterly despicable!"

"As I expected, I didn't misjudge him—this person is extremely base!"

Looking at Qin Hao's casual and unconcerned demeanor, Liu Ruoxue felt an even greater sense of unwillingness in her heart. Only by vilifying Qin Hao could she temporarily soothe her inner knot.

"Junior Sister Liu doesn't need to care too much about it—an ant, nothing more!"

Yang Benhong, on the other hand, let out a cold snort.

"Although it is indeed unexpected that a piece of trash could become the champion of the Myriad Phenomena Genius Tournament, it's also because the younger generation of Tianshui City is truly too worthless. If placed in other major cities, scum like this would have long been trampled to death."

Yang Benhong chuckled softly, "Moreover, Junior Sister Liu, I reckon this piece of trash won't even make it to the Myriad Phenomena Hall, don't you agree?"

"Indeed." Liu Ruoxue tacitly agreed.

"What do we do? What do we do? How can Qin Hao, that piece of trash, be so strong? Once he goes to the Myriad Phenomena Hall, his strength will definitely progress even further!"

"Elder Sister, the grudge between our Liu lineage and Qin Hao is so deep. Qin Hao definitely won't let me off, and he won't let you off either!"

Liu Ruojie was a mass of terror, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He thought of Liu Feng, thought of Liu Kuang, and even more, he thought of the moment that day when his medicinal pill was snatched away by Qin Hao.

Instantly, the fear in Liu Ruojie's eyes grew denser, and a wave of deep remorse welled up in his heart.

He regretted it—regretted offending Qin Hao, and regretted also wanting to follow along and stamp on Qin Hao.

If Qin Hao didn't die, Liu Ruojie would live the rest of his life in terror.