Wordless Sword Stele the Eternal Sword Pavilion.
Han Xuanji was unaware that the Sacred Court had already caused a great commotion because of him.
He was currently surrounded by disciples of the Sword Pavilion and exchange students from the Sacred Court, with congratulations and exclamations of praise rising and falling.
He was in a great mood, not only because his Sword Dao had improved significantly, but also because the gains from those two sign-ins far exceeded his expectations.
The fusion of the term "Ancestor of the Sword Dao " and the Origin of Sword Intent allowed his Sword Dao to leap to a level that even surprised himself.
He felt perfectly at ease dealing with these flatteries and praises.
After all, my skills have improved, so it's only right that I receive some praise.
"Congratulations, Brother Han."
Chen Xin stepped forward and bowed slightly to him.
His expression had returned to its usual indifference, but the shock from just moments before still lingered in his eyes.
Han Xuanji nodded in return.
"Brother Chen, you're too kind."
The two exchanged a glance but said nothing more.
Some things don't need words.
Chen Xin was naturally devastated, but she was not about to give up.
" Young Venerable Han!"
Si Xing swaggered through the crowd and strode up to Han Xuanji, his face beaming with undisguised excitement.
He clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed respectfully to Han Xuanji, then straightened up, his eyes shining like two stars.
"That strange phenomenon just now really got my hands itching! Let's have a match! I want to experience the Sword Dao of the Sword Ancestor's Successor firsthand!"
These words caused a moment of silence, followed by a murmur of discussion.
At this point, perhaps only someone like Si Xing would act in such a way; it's far too reckless.
If Han Xuanji doesn't agree, Si Xing will undoubtedly find himself in an extremely awkward situation.
Fu Xin frowned slightly, leaned close to Han Xuanji, and whispered an explanation:
"Junior Brother Han, Si Xing's Sword Dao is quite special. He cultivates the path of becoming king through a hundred battles, which requires him to hone himself by constantly fighting against strong opponents."
The stronger the opponent, the sharper his Sword Dao becomes.
So this guy wants to fight everyone he meets, but you can absolutely refuse, it's fine."
After he finished speaking, he glared at Si Xing, signaling the other party to stop messing around.
Si Xing, however, remained oblivious, still gazing longingly at Han Xuanji with a sincere expression.
Han Xuanji found his appearance somewhat amusing.
Si Xing was in the same excited state when Chen Xin tested the sword tablet.
This person seems to have no concept of "being a stranger" from birth; he is a pure sword cultivator.
Han Xuanji thought about it and realized that he was indeed itching to try it himself.
Having just merged the entry on the Ancestor of the Sword Dao with the Origin of Sword Intent, it's impossible to fully gauge the extent of his Sword Dao's strength solely by the height of the sword monument.
Real-world testing is the best test.
Si Xing's cultivation level is much higher than his, and his Sword Dao is also at the top level among Sage. Looking at the Eternal Continent, his combat power is definitely extremely strong at the Eternal Sage stage.
To be honest, he didn't really understand the battles between Sage.
Han Xuanji nodded:
"Okay, you choose a place."
Si Xing was overjoyed, and his voice became even louder than before:
"Good brother! From now on, you're my best brother Si Xing! Let's go, let's go to the World's End Sword Dueling Platform!"
Han Xuanji was dragged forward by him, feeling somewhat speechless.
Good grief, agreeing to a fight makes us the best of brothers.
Does this person have some misunderstanding about the terms "best" and "brother"?
When everyone around heard that Han Xuanji had agreed to spar with Si Xing, their eyes lit up.
Having just caused such a commotion at the Sword Stele Forest, and now about to have a sword duel with Si Xing, this is truly a godsend.
It should be noted that Han Xuanji has been in the Sword Pavilion for a hundred years and has never made a move, or rather, there has been no news of him since he won the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet.
After entering the Sage Realm Stage, everyone knew he was very strong, definitely one of the best in his realm. Some veteran Eternal Sage might not even be his match. But just how strong he was, people were still curious.
Although Si Xing has a somewhat eccentric personality, his strength is absolutely unquestionable. Among those of the same cultivation level, few would dare to claim a guaranteed victory.
Those Sword Pavilion disciples who were originally preparing to disperse all followed, and even some Sword Master elders at the Holy Lord Realm quietly moved their feet.
Chen Xin stood in the crowd, hesitated for a moment, and finally followed.
He wanted to see what Han Xuanji's sword really looked like.
In the void, Ji Mingyue raised an eyebrow as she watched the crowd below surge toward the Sword-Dueling Cloud Platform.
The Sword Venerable Wuxin stroked his beard and laughed:
"Master, would you like to take a look?"
Ji Mingyue did not answer, but stood with her hands behind her back, her gaze fixed on Han Xuanji's back in his green robe.
The meaning is self-evident.
Flying Snow Sword Venerable stretched lazily, his tone languid:
"They've started fighting! This is interesting."
None of the three showed any intention of leaving.
The World's End Sword Dueling Platform is located on a solitary peak southeast of Heart Sword Peak.
The solitary peak was leveled by a single sword stroke halfway up the mountain, creating a massive platform.
The platform is suspended in mid-air on all sides, surrounded by surging clouds, and is connected to the surrounding mountains only by a few iron chains.
This is a special place for Sage Realm Stage Eternal Sword Pavilion to spar and compete, but today, Si Xing borrowed this cloud platform with just a token.
Han Xuanji and Si Xing stood at opposite ends of the cloud platform, a hundred feet apart.
A mountain breeze surged from the depths of the sea of clouds, causing the robes of the two men to flutter loudly.
Si Xing ripped off his outer robe and tossed it aside, revealing a black outfit underneath.
He flexed his wrists, and Sword Intent began to surge around him.
It was an extremely upright and righteous Sword Intent, impartial and straightforward, like refined steel that had been forged through countless hammer blows, without a single impurity.
As the Sword Intent rose, a faint silver-white sword light appeared around Si Xing. Each wisp of sword light was as solid as a sword, surrounding him and making him look like a drawn sword.
"Brother Han, my Sword Dao emphasizes using battle to hone the sword; the more you fight, the sharper the sword becomes."
Si Xing grinned, his tone carrying a hint of boldness:
"Although your sword stele is very high, it's not like I haven't fought against sword cultivators stronger than me."
Han Xuanji nodded, naturally not underestimating the other party.
After all, in terms of cultivation level, he was at a significant disadvantage.
He was only at the Eternal Sage Sixth Layer, and hadn't even had time to consolidate it, while Si Xing was already at the Peak Eternal Sage and was an extremely powerful and practical fighter.
After confirming the start, Si Xing suddenly lunged forward.
That charge was extremely fast and fierce; his entire body transformed into a streak of silver-white sword light, heading straight for Han Xuanji's face.
There are no fancy moves, only an unstoppable sword Sword Force; every strike is delivered with full force, leaving no room for retreat.
Clearly, they regarded Han Xuanji as an invincible opponent.
However, Han Xuanji could tell that the opponent had only used the Sword Dao of Sage, and had not actually used any other power exclusive to Eternal Sage.
For example, the Sage Law Domain, the power of Sage Dharma Idol...
It seems that Si Xing intends this to be a duel purely based on Sword Dao.
This actually benefits him far more.
Han Xuanji stood still, her expression calm.