At the same time:
Not only Chen Qingyu, but many other Venerables also realized the operating rules of the sword formation and understood the Heavenly Sword Saint King's intention.
Different levels of cultivation present different challenges, therefore there is only one standard for judgment:
Among those of equal cultivation level, only the one with the strongest talent and comprehension in swordsmanship can stand out and inherit the Saint King's lineage.
This result is a mixed bag of joy and sorrow.
This is terrible! I know absolutely nothing about swordsmanship!
Yeah! We've come all this way for nothing!
Haha, the Heavenly Sword Saint King is a sword cultivator. You people came here to try your luck and got a cold shoulder. Isn't that normal?
Damn it! When it comes to swordsmanship talent, who can compare to the direct descendants of the Liangshan Wang Clan?
This is it! The Saint King will definitely fall into the hands of the Wang Clan in the end!
Not necessarily! This test isn't over yet, everyone has a chance. Who knows, maybe there's a peerless swordsmanship prodigy hidden among us?
Not long after:
Among the thousands of venerable ones present, two distinct groups emerged.
Most people don't practice the way of the sword at all; they can only stare blankly at the Saint King at the very center, unable to take even a single step.
Under the mighty power of the Saint King, all beings are equal.
Regardless of whether you are at the Spirit Origin Realm or the Heavenly Impulse Realm, if you do not understand the Dao of the Sword, cannot analyze the sword intent, or break the sword formation, you will find it difficult to move an inch.
At least among those present, no one could withstand the immense power left behind by the Saint King.
The Wang Clan triplets, without uttering a word, silently endured immense pressure and moved forward:
This time, the Saint King will surely belong to my Wang Clan!
They were all at the Heavenly Impulse Realm, and thus bore the greatest pressure, constantly surrounded and suppressed by boundless sword intent.
But the same:
They had been immersed in the way of the sword for thousands of years, and their swordsmanship and sword intent were unmatched by anyone else present.
Therefore, their pace of movement was still the fastest among everyone present!
And behind them:
The many descendants of the Wang Clan are also making arduous progress, constantly analyzing the subtle sword intent around them, breaking through sword formations, and advancing towards the Saint King!
Looking around:
Among the hundreds of sword masters, the dozens of members of the Liangshan Wang Clan stood out like cranes among chickens!
Among the many disciples of the Wang Clan, Wang Pojun, who was only at the first level of the Spirit Origin Realm, was actually the fastest, second only to the three Heavenly Ascension Venerables!
I must obtain the Saint King!
He was panting heavily, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was staring intently at the radiant light of inheritance in the very center.
As long as one obtains the inheritance and inherits the Saint King's lineage, he will become the Dao Son of the Wang Clan, and his status will immediately undergo a dramatic change!
Perhaps, his long-cherished wish will finally come true!
And further away:
Damn it! This is all over!
After years of painstaking planning, all my efforts have been in vain, and I've only benefited others!
The members of the Eighteen-Family Alliance looked resentful, but could only watch helplessly as the Wang Clan's members continued to lead the way.
Of the eighteen forces that formed the alliance, only two practiced swordsmanship, but even they were far inferior to the Wang Clan.
It is obvious:
This gap will continue to widen over time; they have completely lost any hope of competing for the inheritance.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this inheritance will only fall into the hands of someone in the Wang Clan.
On the fringes of the crowd:
This trip was a complete waste, and all those days of waiting were for nothing.
Wu Su'e gave a bitter smile.
She cultivates the Dao of Dragon Qi and knows nothing about the Way of the Sword.
Every time she tried to take a step, she was filled with endless sword intent, making her dizzy and disoriented.
Unable to decipher the sword intent, one is overwhelmed by its boundless power, as if burdened by ten thousand mountains, making it impossible to take even a single step.
Qingyu.
She turned her head, looked at Chen Qingyu beside her, and sighed:
It seems we are destined to be out of luck in this succession of the Saint King, and can only serve as a substitute for the Wang Clan's descendants.
That's not necessarily true.
Chen Qingyu smiled slightly.
Well
Wu Su'e paused for a moment, her expression somewhat strange:
What do you mean by that?
Don't tell me you're also a master of swordsmanship, even stronger than the Wang Clan disciples?
Chen Qingyu smiled mysteriously, suddenly released her hand, and said loudly:
Miss Wu, wait for me a moment, I'll be right back.
As soon as he finished speaking:
He shifted his body slightly, took a step, and strode towards the center of the mountaintop.
This?! This
Wu Su'e opened her eyes wide, a look of disbelief on her face.
What's going on?
The three Heavenly Impulse Realm Supremes of the Wang Clan are still suffering greatly, managing to take only one difficult step with each passing breath, slowly advancing towards the Saint King.
But Chen Qingyu acted as if nothing had happened, striding forward nonchalantly, as if he had not been suppressed by the Saint King's formation.
How is that possible?
Not only her, Chen Qingyu's strides toward the inheritance also startled the surrounding Venerables almost instantly.
Holy crap?! What's going on?!
Look at that person!
This is unbelievable! The Saint King Sword Formation... did it fail on him?
How is that possible! This person's swordsmanship talent is simply unbelievably strong!
Where did this person come from?
All the venerable ones around were immediately in an uproar!
Some were shocked, some exclaimed in disbelief, and some stared dumbfounded at the departing figure.
This, this
Some members of the Eighteen-Family Alliance recognized Chen Qingyu and were immediately stunned, exclaiming in horror:
Isn't that guy surnamed Chen?
How could he walk so fast? Am I hallucinating?
Zhang Tianjiu, standing in the crowd, trembled slightly and said in a shaking voice:
So this person is a sword cultivator?
He hadn't even drawn his sword during the five Contesting Platform, which meant he hadn't shown his true abilities at all?
Upon hearing this statement:
The members of the Eighteen-Family Alliance fell silent, exchanging bewildered glances.
They still vividly remembered the scene on the Contesting Platform a few days ago, and the terrifying physique of the young man surnamed Chen was still fresh in their minds.
This was the first time they had ever witnessed someone so easily defeat a True Gang Realm Venerable solely through physical strength.
But who would have thought:
This person is actually a sword cultivator?!
Even a Heavenly Impulse Realm Supreme in the alliance couldn't help but take a deep breath, his eyes filled with shock:
Just who is this person?
There really is such a monster in this world.
And as Chen Qingyu strides forward:
The growing commotion and commotion also alerted the Wang Clan members at the forefront, who were painstakingly analyzing their sword intent and making their way forward.
Hmm? What's that noise coming from behind?
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