Crack!
Jun Wangchen cleaved through the blue palm of light with a single sword strike, sending the surrounding crowd into an uproar.
"The Blue River Palm is one of Xu Shan's two killing moves, and Jun Wangchen broke it that easily?"
"It looks unreal to me, too. Like he's cheating."
"You're wrong. Didn't you notice that Jun Wangchen's sword intent suddenly rose a whole level in that instant?"
"I noticed it, too. If Jun Wangchen was using Grandmaster Level sword intent before, that last strike definitely reached Celestial Master Rank."
"Are you kidding? How could Celestial Master Rank sword intent appear here? You could count everyone in Huaxia who can use it on one hand!"
Jun Wangchen's sword strike sent waves of discussion surging through the entire Mythic Heavenly Capital.
Every voice carried immense shock, mingled with all kinds of disbelief.
"He can even raise his sword intent. Jun Wangchen really is a monster." In the front row, Senior Sister Luo Qin watched in horror and could not help speaking.
She only knew that sword intent could weaken. She had never seen anyone raise their fighting spirit during battle. At least, none of the swordsmen she knew had reached Jun Wangchen's level.
"He really is a monster. Given time, it would be perfectly natural for him to surpass us." The masked man nodded in agreement, shaken.
At just twenty years old, he already possessed such skill in the sword. He could truly be called the finest of the younger generation.
On the Tournament Stage, Xu Shan stared at the Blue River Palm Jun Wangchen had destroyed with one strike, stunned for a long moment.
He could not believe what he had seen, yet he had no choice. The young man before him had broken his killing move with ease.