After a brief moment of stunned silence, Master Xuanzhi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he exclaimed in delighted surprise:
"Could this be Brother Xu's peculiar sword technique?"
He said this because Xu Taiping had once used the Hidden Sword Art at the Golden Scale Assembly.
Even as Master Xuanzhi spoke, the enormous ancient seal-script characters burst apart one after another with resounding bangs.
In the end, only one enormous character, "annihilation," remained at the tip of the Black Sword.
Xu Taiping, who had vanished for so long, also appeared above that character, gripping his blade in both hands in a chopping stance as he slashed down toward the Black Sword below.
"Who says a sword strike must use a sword!"
With that furious roar, the Water-Cutting Blade in Xu Taiping's hands cleaved into the Black Sword just as the character "annihilation" exploded.
"Boom!"
Amid the thunderous shock, the watching cultivators stared in astonishment as the Black Sword Su Chan had unleashed with all his strength was shattered by a single slash from Xu Taiping.
Watching the violent power unleashed when the Black Sword exploded in the Battle-Watching Projection, all the spectating cultivators were dumbstruck.
None of them had imagined that Xu Taiping had done nothing before Su Chan struck not because he feared him, but because he had already found a way to break his sword strike.
"Eldest Brother Taiping... broke Su Chan's sword strike?!"
Let alone anyone else-even Chu Tiancheng, who had believed in Xu Taiping's fighting prowess from the start, looked astonished after seeing him break Su Chan's strike.
Mu Zhixing knitted his brows tightly, rubbed the space between them, and then murmured:
"Xu Taiping? A sword?"
For some inexplicable reason, Mu Zhixing kept feeling as though he had forgotten something in his memories of Xu Taiping.
"Boom!"