“Alright, Little Monk, I won’t bully you. You just finished a battle, so I’ll let you have three moves. After that, we can consider it a fair duel.”
Perceiving Wu Xin’s unstable Aura, Jian Wushuang slowly drew the twin swords from his back and spoke.
This Little Monk’s Aura was currently in disarray; winning against him now wouldn't be a true victory.
“Benefactor, there’s no need for that. Just come at me directly. Buddha Dharma True Body, activate!”
Wu Xin shook his head, let out an angry roar, his entire body’s Aura swelled, and the golden Buddha behind him reappeared.
“Good, since that’s the case, then I won’t hold back.”
Jian Wushuang’s eyes narrowed slightly, and Sword Qi swirled around his body.
Ye Lin, on the other hand, was fully concentrated. This was his first time seeing Jian Wushuang make a move, his first time seeing the Prodigy hailed as Tianhe County’s number one Prodigy in action.
“First Sword, Cleave Heaven and Earth, Slash!”
Without any unnecessary flair, Jian Wushuang’s move was a pure Sword Intent, and within the Sword Intent, the Aura of Heaven and Earth was intertwined.
“Ten Thousand Buddhas Homage.”
Wu Xin formed a hand seal, and the golden Buddha statue behind him slowly extended a giant palm, striking towards Jian Wushuang.
Boom!
A loud bang resounded.
The sword light collided with the giant golden palm.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, the giant golden palm shattered instantly.
In front of Jian Wushuang’s sword, the giant golden palm couldn’t even hold on for a second.
Wu Xin, however, used all his might to completely receive that sword light.
At this moment, he was also extremely uncomfortable, his Spiritual Qi surging within his body, and a mouthful of fresh blood in his throat was forcibly suppressed back into his body.
“I didn’t expect that Little Monk couldn’t even take one sword from Jian Wushuang?”
Wu Xin muttered to himself.
With that one sword just now, he had used all his strength and barely managed to take it.
With the next sword, he would surely lose.
“Good, not bad, again.”
Seeing Wu Xin take his sword, a hint of surprise flashed in Jian Wushuang’s eyes.
He didn’t expect this Little Monk to be quite strong.
Lu Xuan, in the sky, nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this.
Jian Wushuang was the most dazzling Prodigy he had ever seen, enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with those Prodigies in Central Continent.
“Second Sword, Sword Slashes Void.”
Jian Wushuang combined his twin swords, and an extremely hot Sword Qi slashed towards Wu Xin.
Thump, thump, thump.
Wu Xin retreated three steps in a row. He couldn't even withstand the Sword Qi alone, let alone the actual attack.
Jian Wushuang’s sword strike had already surpassed the scope of the Golden Core Stage; it was simply too strong, too strong.
It was already comparable to a casual strike from a Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivator.
“Om, Ma, Ni, Pad, Me, Hum.”
Wu Xin’s Spiritual Qi surged wildly, and he uttered six characters from his mouth, causing the Buddha statue behind him to burst into golden light.
The Buddha statue’s hands reached out to grab the sword light.
Seeing Wu Xin’s action, Jian Wushuang had already reinserted his twin swords behind his back.
He already understood Wu Xin’s condition internally; he couldn’t take this sword.
Sure enough, the moment the Buddha statue’s hands touched the sword light, the Buddha statue’s arms instantly shattered, and Wu Xin’s entire body was directly sent flying by the sword, crashing heavily below the arena behind him.
Wu Xin, covered in blood, stood up with extreme difficulty.
If he hadn’t taken the opportunity to dodge by one centimeter just now, he might have been in mortal danger.
“So strong. After three years, has Jian Wushuang become this powerful? The Buddha Son, hailed by Foshan as a rare sight in a thousand years, couldn’t even take one of his swords?”
“Hiss, under that sword light just now, I felt a fatal threat, as if under that one sword, I might die.”
“Damn it, so strong, Jian Wushuang, truly unparalleled.”
“Little Monk, you lost.”
Jian Wushuang looked at Wu Xin below the arena and said with a smile.
“Little Monk lost. Benefactor Wushuang is indeed formidable; Wu Xin has learned a lot.”
Wu Xin, covered in blood, clasped his hands together and bowed to Jian Wushuang, then walked step by step towards the spectator stands.
He had lost completely in front of Jian Wushuang.
After doing everything, Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged in the center of the arena, but no subsequent Disciple dared to step onto Jian Wushuang’s arena.
They didn’t dare; they had already lost before the battle began.
“Benefactor, are you going to challenge Jian Wushuang?”
Wu Xin, who was adjusting his breathing nearby, asked curiously as he watched Ye Lin constantly staring at Jian Wushuang.
“No hurry.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Lin shook his head. He would fight Jian Wushuang sooner or later, but not now.
He wanted to go to one of the other two arenas. As long as he held out until the end, he would be among the top three.
He came here solely for the mission. As long as he could get into the top three, the mission would be completed.
At that time, he could also calmly experience Jian Wushuang’s formidable moves.
He could still distinguish between what was important and what wasn’t.
He wasn't a reckless person; he wasn’t entirely confident when facing Jian Wushuang.
If he were to not only lose to Jian Wushuang but also fail to get into the top three, that would truly be terrible.
The fundamental reason he was wary of Jian Wushuang was that his Destruction Sword Intent had only just undergone Awakening.
Jian Wushuang, on the other hand, had already undergone Awakening three years ago and had been nurturing his sword for three years.
If he had done the same, what was a mere Jian Wushuang? He could defeat him with three swords.
“Let’s go.”
After a moment of contemplation, Ye Lin stood up and walked towards one of the three arenas.
Wu Xin, watching Ye Lin’s back, was full of curiosity.
He was very curious about Ye Lin.
Ye Lin then stepped onto the leftmost arena. In the center of the arena, a young man sat cross-legged, and next to him, a golden long spear was stuck in the ground.
“Ye Lin, Outer Sect Disciple of Nameless Mountain?”
Looking at Ye Lin in front of him, the young man slowly stood up.
“I am Xuan Ming, the Sect Master’s chief Disciple of the Spear Sect.”
Xuan Ming cupped his fists and bowed to Ye Lin.
Ye Lin returned the bow.
“I seek guidance.”
After Xuan Ming finished speaking, he grabbed the golden long spear beside him, and golden light flowed on the golden long spear.
Ye Lin, on the other hand, took out Evil Slayer from his space ring, and his entire body’s Sword Intent erupted.
Spear Intent flowed around Xuan Ming, resisting Ye Lin’s Sword Intent.
He was also a Prodigy who had comprehended a Concept.
How vast was Tianhe County? How many young talents were there? Prodigies who had comprehended Concepts were not few.
“Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, be careful.”
Xuan Ming pulled out his long spear, and Spear Intent flowed around his body.
“Overlord Spearplay, Overlord’s Final Song!”
Xuan Ming roared, and thrust his spear towards Ye Lin’s face.
His entire body’s Aura surged wildly, and a domineering Aura came rushing at him.
Ye Lin did not dare to be careless against Xuan Ming’s attack.
“Flowing Cloud Swordplay, Slash!”
Ye Lin performed the Flowing Cloud Swordplay, and Sword Qi flowed around him.
The Flowing Cloud Swordplay leaned towards softness and was most suitable for countering such domineering attacks.
To cut hardness with hardness, one’s hardness must be sufficient.
Ye Lin used Magic Shadow Without Trace, skillfully dodging Xuan Ming’s spear, then turned and struck Xuan Ming’s back with a sword.
However, how sharp was the intuition of a Golden Core Peak cultivator? Xuan Ming immediately turned around and used his spear to parry Ye Lin’s long sword.
The two exchanged blows, and the more they fought, the more frustrated Xuan Ming became.
He always failed to hit Ye Lin. No matter how powerful his attacks were, in the end, he couldn’t even touch a corner of Ye Lin’s clothes.
Throughout the entire process, it was as if Ye Lin was toying with him, making him extremely angry and helpless.