Chapter 1076: Chapter 408: Everything Under Heaven Can Be a Blade
Wan Jiansheng also tightly gripped the handle of his sword.
At this moment, both of them were gazing into the distance, using their Martial Intent and spirit to lock onto their opponent, without noticing that amidst the clouds, two people had quietly sneaked in.
——They were none other than the ‘Demon Flow Saber King’ Zhuang Yan and ‘Sword Qi Xiao Xin’ Canghai Stone.
Canghai Stone looked down with his hands behind his back, smiling as he asked, “Sword King Zhuang, can you discern the level of this young man’s combat power?”
After the battle of the Cloud Sea Immortal Palace, he originally intended to return to Penglai Eternal City to take a break and mend his wounded heart.
However, since Zhuang Yan had suggested he teach Wan Jiansheng the Divine Intent Heart Sword, Canghai Stone suddenly became interested in this young man’s duel.
“I have neither tested nor had the chance to observe. How can I know his strength?”
Zhuang Yan was also observing Chu Xisheng, lost in thought, “This child’s cultivation is only at Fifth Grade Upper. However, he has inherited the Blood Vengeance Inheritance and is said to have talent surpassing the former Dominating Martial King, so he must be extraordinary.”
He turned his head slightly towards Canghai Stone, “Do you truly believe he can surpass my inferior disciple?”
Zhuang Yan suspected that something might have occurred at the Cloud Sea Immortal Palace, making Canghai Stone so confident and full of faith in Chu Xisheng.
Canghai Stone burst into laughter, “As you said, I have not seen your disciple’s sword skills, so how would I know the depth of your disciple? However—”
Canghai Stone’s voice paused, his eyes a little gleeful, “But I have seen Chu Xisheng’s sword, and I know his strengths and weaknesses. Based on my understanding of Chu Xisheng, I advise you appear early, and stop this battle, as Wan Jiansheng is likely to suffer a miserable defeat at his hands. The disciples painstakingly cultivated by your Divine Blades should not be ruined like this.”
Zhuang Yan’s brows furrowed tightly, as he heard that Canghai Stone was speaking the truth.
This Sword Qi Xiao Xin indeed thought so.
However, stopping Wan Jiansheng now, what difference would it make compared to destroying him?
Moreover, it was hard for him to imagine his trained disciple losing to anyone else.
Demon Flow Saber King Zhuang Yan then chuckled and shook his head.
They both held their own opinions now.
The outcome and levels between these two could only be determined after the fight.
At this moment, his expression shifted slightly, gazing deep into the clouds.
Across from him stood a round, dough-like fat man, smiling serenely at him.
It was none other than the Master of Formless Sect—Li Changsheng!
Demon Flow Saber King Zhuang Yan placed his hand on his sword, squinted his eyes, then remotely cupped his fists towards that doughy figure.
“I thought you two might exchange a few moves.”
Canghai Stone also gazed at Li Changsheng, with a faint look in his eyes, “In the past when Brother Zhuang reached the top of the Heavenly List, making your name known, this Master of Formless Sect was still an unknown. Now that he claims to be the number one mortal, don’t you feel dissatisfied?”
In fact, a moment ago, the Martial Arts Willpower of the two had already clashed from afar, but only tasted lightly.
The Demon Flow Saber King had no intention of provocation, while Li Changsheng possessed the demeanor of a grandmaster.
Zhuang Yan kept a calm face, “Him holding the Divine Illusion Sword truly deserves the title of number one mortal, defeating him is not easy.”
To defeat Li Changsheng, one method is to maintain absolute balance within oneself, achieving a seamless unity of spiritual will, acupoint and meridian energy, leaving Li Changsheng no gap to exploit.
Another method is absolute power, strong enough to defy Li Changsheng’s measure.
Zhuang Yan could achieve either, but it required meticulous and comprehensive preparation before the battle.
Just the preparation and accumulation could take nearly a year, and must not be disturbed by other changes.
Because of this alone, he was at a disadvantage.
And just as Chu Xisheng tossed the Copper Coin into the air, the brothers Hu Kan and Hu Lai were setting up the Array from an excellent vantage point with full dedication.
Hu Kan busied himself with unfolding the Array Plate, “Brother Chu truly is in a hurry, a little more time would be appreciated, even a few words would help. Why start fighting as soon as they meet?”
This time, Elder Tianji’s request for them was to record the battle scenes of these two as much as possible.
Just when they had only set up half of the Arrays they brought, the battle was ready to commence.
Hu Lai was also busy, setting up Spirit Stones, while joking in his hardship, “Brother, who do you think will win? They both seem quite confident.”
“I naturally hope Chu Xisheng wins. But—”
Hu Kan took a moment amid his busyness to glance at the two in the distance, “It’s only been a few months since the battle with Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch Shui Ruge.”
Furthermore, in this battle, Wan Jiansheng claimed he would fight with all his strength, not sealing his cultivation.
It was hard for him to convince himself to see Chu Xisheng favorably.
“However, I noticed something very peculiar about Chu Xisheng. The more famous he becomes, the more he is in the spotlight, the stronger he appears.”
“Brother, you noticed too?” Hu Lai’s eyes brightened, “I suspect there’s a reason behind it, him asking us to make him famous in the past, might not be just his fondness for fame and fortune.”
As they spoke, the Copper Coin had already fallen to the ground.
In that instant, most people around the mountain gate held their breath.
Wan Jiansheng’s waist emitted a ‘clank’ as his sword was drawn, his Qi Gang swirling like a dragon.
At this moment, he discovered that Chu Xisheng’s hand remained on the sword hilt, concentrating but showing no intention of drawing his sword.
Wan Jiansheng’s eyes filled with doubt, yet without hesitation, he angrily slashed forward.
He was a hunter by birth, growing up on the south side of the Cliff Mountain Range, with a family living off hunting beasts and demons.
Wan Jiansheng was accustomed to slaughter from a young age, never showing mercy due to his prey’s neglectful carelessness,
When facing him, Chu Xisheng didn’t draw his sword immediately, even standing still, unmoving.