The Sword Saint personally graced the battlefield, pushing the atmosphere of the event to its climax.
Millions of outer sect disciples were boiling with excitement. Given their status, it was extremely difficult to witness the strongest side of the Sword Ancestor Holy Land on a regular day, and they only occasionally had the chance to listen to a Saint preaching.
Many inner sect geniuses also had serious and focused expressions, filled with eagerness and excitement. If they could demonstrate their own talents and gain the favor of the Sword Saint, it was not impossible for them to receive his teachings.
However, at this moment, the most dazzling presence by the sword saint’s side was a saintess.
Bian Ruxue.
As the youngest among the saintesses, she had been the center of attention ever since she arrived at the Sword Ancestor Holy Land. Standing obediently beside the Sword Saint, her beautiful and delicate face revealed a sense of detachment and liveliness, invoking envy in many.
Being able to directly take the Sword Saint as a mentor put her in the highest echelon among all the saint heirs and saintesses in terms of background!
At this moment, with the rules announced and the selection of the top one hundred underway, three pairs of chosen combatants for the first fights soon took to the stage.
Two of the matchups were duels between inner sect geniuses, while the third was an inner sect genius against a saint heir.
This saint heir was none other than Wuheng Saint Son, whom Li Hao had met.
Back when Li Hao encountered Qiu Wuhen while fishing at Sword Cliff, they had made acquaintance with a few idle words exchanged, hardly profound.
Li Hao knew that the other party, through meditating on sword intent while fishing, had impressive strength.
With the saint heir stepping onto the stage, the majority of gazes were drawn to him.
After twenty consecutive days of battles, this was the first time the saint heirs and saintesses were taking part, giving everyone a glimpse of the saint heirs’ combat prowess.
The inner sect genius facing Qiu Wuhen, who previously emerged victorious in the arena defense challenge, was a well-known figure among the inner sect disciples named Luo Cheng.
Now, as the arena’s array coalesced, the fight erupted instantaneously.
Compared to Qiu Wuhen’s indifference, Luo Cheng’s eyes were filled with arrogance, but he did not take his opponent lightly and immediately harnessed the power of heaven and earth, also unveiling a realm he had not shown before.
“It’s the Divine Power Extreme Realm, and that vortex, it’s the Heaven and Earth Vein!”
The millions of outer sect disciples below the stage exclaimed in surprise, as attaining the Extreme Realm was their aspiration.
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After storing up power in his physical body and the geo-pulse, Luo Cheng exploded with force and vanished in an instant like teleportation!
Returning Ruins Extreme Realm!
This scene caused even the six Semi-Saints watching from the sidelines to narrow their eyes in concentration.
Mastering the Returning Ruins Extreme Realm meant, at the very least, an abundance of life-saving ability. For the time being, it was rare to find anyone below a Semi-Saint who could detect tactics involving the Returning Ruins Extreme Realm!
Now was a test of calculation and prediction between the combatants.
Thwack!
The moment Luo Cheng instantaneously teleported with the Returning Ruin Movement to Qiu Wuhen’s side, not behind him, he slashed out suddenly, tearing open Qiu Wuhen’s shoulder. This was only because Qiu Wuhen had reacted extremely quickly and dodged in time, or else he would have lost half his body!
The first exchange left the saint heir injured, causing millions of disciples to cry out in surprise.
Luo Cheng paused only briefly before disappearing with another Returning Ruin Instant Teleportation, reappearing in front of Qiu Wuhen with another fierce and piercing sword strike.
The sword light aimed straight at Qiu Wuhen’s head, but he reacted with lightning speed, tilting his head just enough to let the sword light graze his cheek.
Luo Cheng’s face turned colder as he performed the third Returning Ruin Instant Teleportation, unexpectedly appearing above Qiu Wuhen’s head, with every angle of attack cunning and tricky.
This sword seemed powerful enough to split the earth, but, surprisingly, Qiu Wuhen dodged it by shifting his body to the side.
Luo Cheng’s eyes widened in shock.
He suddenly retreated, putting some distance between them.
From the sidelines, Li Hao watched the Thousand Strands Sword intent congealing on the platform and shook his head, knowing Luo Cheng was about to lose unless he had other tricks up his sleeve.
“Wuheng, this child, has attained great accomplishment in his sword intent!”
“Thousand Strands Sword, Luo Cheng still doesn’t realize that he’s already entangled by the sword intent.”
“To think he used that sword intent to barely capture the trajectory of the Returning Ruin Instantaneous Movement, other saint heirs will have to be cautious when fighting him from now on!”
Yao Ancestor and the other Semi-Saints were also paying attention to the battle, their eyes revealing solemnity and feeling of awe.
It was frightening to be able to just barely capture an Extreme Realm with sword intent.
At this moment, millions of outer sect disciples outside the arena were loudly chanting Luo Cheng’s name.
Dominating over a saint heir like this was too impressive.
Swoosh!
Luo Cheng’s fourth attempt at Returning Ruin Instant Teleportation aimed again at Qiu Wuhen’s front.
But as he reappeared, Qiu Wuhen suddenly drew his sword, the rusty, scabbard-less Tetanus Sword by his waist was abruptly unsheathed, rust shaking off. With a bang, it pierced straight through Luo Cheng’s body.
With a single sword strike, he skewered him on the blade!
The cheering audience fell silent as cutting a throat, all staring wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.
The aggressively attacking Luo Cheng had been impaled suddenly!
“You…”
Luo Cheng realized the faint lines on his body and thought of his opponent’s name, his complexion turning unsightly.
Qiu Wuhen vibrated his arm, retracting the sword, his expression as indifferent as when he first entered the arena, unflustered.
Luo Cheng knew that the other party had shown mercy, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to fend off the continuous strikes after being hit by the first sword.
“I’ve lost.”
Luo Cheng bowed his head, his expression somewhat uncomfortable. Was this the strength of a saint heir?
What made him feel choked was that the opponent had beaten him without even revealing his Extreme Realm, defeating him solely with sword intent!
As the winner was determined, the millions of disciples below the stage slowly came back to their senses, all in shock.
It was then realized that Qiu Wuhen hadn’t even used his Extreme Realm, not truly exerting his full strength!
“How powerful, is this the strength of a saint heir?”