Xiao Chen: I'll Fight Two Alone

Xiao Chen said calmly, "Xiao Chen, the Holy Son of the Sword Dao Academy."

These words immediately caused a huge uproar, with a chorus of contemptuous ridicule rising and falling.

"Holy crap, I thought this kid was some greenhorn from somewhere, turns out he's from the Sword Dao Academy."

"Doesn't he have eyes? These two prodigies have both grasped the True Essence of Sword Dao. Isn't he just courting death by recklessly interrupting them?"

"..."

Xuandaozi turned to Academy Head Meng and teased, "Old Man Meng, your Sword Dao Academy really knows how to play games. Having Tang Xuan as a sword prodigy isn't enough, you even have to send a Holy Son up to embarrass yourself. It seems you're aiming for last place in this Western Peak Sword Debate."

Academy Head Meng wasn't angry. He smiled and said, "The fight hasn't even started yet, you old Daoist priest, how do you know the Holy Son will lose?"

"Snort!"

Xuandaozi coldly shouted, "If that brat can defeat the two prodigies single-handedly, I'll swallow the biggest rock on this mountain!"

Upon hearing this, the Great Sage Mountain-Mover laughed and said, "Senior Xuandao, if you're hungry, just say so. There's no need to try to freeload like this."

Having followed Xiao Chen for many years, he had also learned some witty remarks from Chief Chu.

"You!"

Xuandaozi, with a gloomy face, exuded the aura of Saint and pressed down on the Great Sage Mountain-Mover.

Academy Head Meng then took a step forward, blocking the path of the Great Sage Mountain-Mover: "You old Daoist priest, you're getting impatient already?"

Mountain-Moving Marquis remained unfazed, smiling as he played with the recording stone in his hand, saying, "Senior, I've recorded what you just said. I hope you won't go back on your word later."

"Snort!"

Xuandaozi snorted coldly and ignored the two of them.

In the sky, Yuan Ke and Jian Xin exchanged a glance and said in unison, "If you want to fight us, first demonstrate the True Essence of Sword Dao, lest we lose our temper and annihilate your soul!"

The two of them were extremely dissatisfied with the guy who suddenly appeared and interrupted their epic duel.

The two of them were almost at a decisive point just now, and regardless of the outcome, they would both gain a considerable amount of experience.

"Since you have asked, then this Holy Son will grant your request."

Xiao Chen spoke in a condescending tone, taking a small step forward.

With just this small step, a terrifying True Essence of Sword Dao burst forth from him, and a divine sword carrying the Faxiang of invincibility appeared behind him.

The moment that Faxiang appeared, Yuan Ke and Jian Xin couldn't help but tremble, and their faces showed expressions of great alarm.

"Snort!"

Yuan Ke snorted coldly, "You do have some skill, but to think you can interfere in our battle with just this ' True Essence of Sword Dao'? You're simply courting death."

You're wrong.

Xiao Chen said indifferently, "I have no intention of interfering in your fight; I intend to fight both of you alone."

After saying that, he took another step forward, and a radiant light emanated from his body.

"Another prodigy has awakened his Immortal Physique!"

"And what terrifying True Essence of Sword Dao? What kind of freaks have emerged from this year's Western Peak Sword Debate?"

"..."

The onlookers, witnessing the changes in Xiao Chen, were now filled with astonishment, their previous disdain and contempt turning into utter bewilderment.

What surprised them most, of course, was that this guy actually wanted to fight two against one.

"I admit you are qualified to fight me, but you're delusional to think you can defeat both of us like this!"

Yuan Ke spoke sternly, his aura rising to its peak once again.

You'll find out soon enough.

Xiao Chen remained calm, turning his gaze to Jian Xin, and asked casually, "Do you think so too?"

"Good."

Jian Xin felt a surge of anger rising within him.

"Very good."

Xiao Chen nodded in satisfaction. "Then I, the Holy Son, can only continue to deepen your fear. Please keep your Jian Xin steadfast."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling sword light emanated from the sword Faxiang behind him, and his aura became even more terrifying.

This scene made Jian Xin and Yuan Ke feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Even some of the Great Sage watching the spectacle wore expressions of disbelief.

A great Great Sage who had broken through to the Half-Saint Realm less than a hundred years ago exclaimed in astonishment, "This... this young man has actually progressed further in the True Essence of Sword Dao than I have! Is he really just a King and Marquis or marquis?"

Even the assembled Saint were stunned by Xiao Chen's talent and strength.

Xiao Chen smiled and asked, "Make your move, or you'll never have the courage to draw your sword against me again after witnessing my sword strike."

These words made Yuan Ke's face turn extremely ugly. He usually ridiculed the weak in this way, but he never expected that the boomerang would fly back at him today.

However, a swordsman must never let others cloud his judgment, otherwise he will only lose before the fight even begins.

He didn't even look at Jian Xin beside him; instead, he suddenly thrust his sword towards Xiao Chen.

"Flying Immortal with One Sword!"

Not far away, Jian Xin also swung his sword at Xiao Chen in perfect unison.

"Sword Shatters the Firmament!"

Clang!!!

Two dazzling sword lights Heaven Piercer and fell towards Xiao Chen.

The two Dao Sword had now overshadowed the sunlight, and it seemed as if only these two Sword Qi remained in the world.

"Interesting, but not much."

Xiao Chen's lips curled up slightly as he drew his divine sword and thrust it forward, drawing the Dao Sword with it.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!"

Dao Sword appeared first, then transformed into countless Sword Qi.

In an instant, the sky above the Summit of Western Peak was shrouded in ten thousand Dao Sword. Each Dao Sword contained the invincible True Essence of Sword Dao, and like a torrential rain, it devoured the Sword Qi of Yuan Ke and Jian Xin.

When Yuan Ke saw the rain of swords falling from the sky, his pupils dilated instantly, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. He subconsciously took out his protective jade and activated its spiritual power to protect himself.

Jian Xin, standing to the side, was in no better shape. He had lost his usual composure and arrogance. He, who had always disdained using any treasures other than swords, had also activated his protective artifact.

Clang, clang, clang...

The rain of swords struck the two people's protective artifacts, producing a crisp sound.

After the sword strike, the entire arena fell silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at Xiao Chen, who stood aloof and indifferent in the sky, wielding a divine sword.

"I lost."

Jian Xin was the first to admit defeat. The Western Peak Sword Debate was not a life-or-death struggle, but a friendly exchange of Sword Dao. He had been utterly defeated in the True Essence of Sword Dao this time.

"Yuan Ke concedes defeat. May I ask, Fellow Daoist Xiao, did you use your full strength?"

Yuan Ke asked the question subconsciously. The reason he asked this was because Xiao Chen had not used Immortal Physique power when he made his move.

I used ninety percent of my strength.

Xiao Chen responded calmly.

hiss...

Everyone present gasped in shock upon hearing this, their hearts filled with horror: the Holy Son of the Sword Dao Academy was so terrifying that he hadn't even used his full strength against the two prodigies.

Yuan Ke cupped his hands and said, "May I witness your full-force sword strike?"

Xiao Chen didn't answer him directly, but instead asked, "Do you want your Jian Xin to shatter?"