Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 279, Knife and Sword

"Chu Ming wins, gaining one point!"

The nearby steward stepped forward and announced loudly.

Chu Ming returned to his seat, only to see numerous Inner Sect disciples staring intently at a certain arena!

Following their gaze, Chu Ming narrowed his eyes because the two on the stage were not nobodies. One was He Wumu with the Ghost Face Saber, and the other was Qi Long, one of the five King Level disciples!

Logically, given Qi Long’s demonstrated strength, facing He Wumu should have ended in a swift defeat. However, the two were currently locked in a fierce and evenly matched fight!

On the stage, shadowed swords and saber reflections clashed heavily, countless sparks flying outward from the center of their collision.

Boom!

The two figures flew back towards the edges. Qi Long, holding a silver longsword, had his aura completely transformed at this moment, resembling an extraordinary sharp sword ready to pierce the heavens!

He Wumu, wielding a black saber, had his robe billowing and a hint of anger on his face. He was furious -- furious at himself for not having defeated Qi Long after such a long time, bringing himself significant disgrace!

"Is this your strength?"

Qi Long’s brows furrowed and his eyes filled with countless sharp glints, he said to He Wumu lightly.

"I’ll defeat you within a hundred moves!"

He Wumu said deeply, his heart now anxious. Though he had his own trump cards, facing Qi Long, he exercised extreme caution.

"Hahaha, defeat me within a hundred moves? I’ll defeat you within ten!"

Qi Long laughed loudly, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world!

"Arrogant!"

He Wumu’s gaze turned cold, his right hand gripping his saber. His whole body’s powerful qi surged, and countless spiritual powers burst forth, forming a black dragon, sweeping towards Qi Long!

Swoosh!

Qi Long’s silver longsword thrust out suddenly, and a water curtain flowed slowly around him. Countless water droplets formed a barrier between the two!

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Amid the splashing water, sword-tip and saber-blade collided, sparks flew in the intense clash!

He Wumu, wielding the black saber, had a sudden change in expression, his body slightly trembled, and he couldn’t help but take a step back. Qi Long’s sword, however, took advantage and sharply thrust out three to four consecutive strikes!

Clang clang clang!

The sound of sword and saber clashing continuously rang out. Qi Long swept forward with his steps, pressing hard, while He Wumu retreated step by step, in the blink of an eye, reaching the edge of the stage.

One move, two moves, three moves...

In an instant, nine moves had passed. At this moment, He Wumu had reached the edge of the stage, a hint of avoidance in his eyes. He had underestimated Qi Long’s strength!

"The tenth move, Blazing Sun’s Afterglow!"

Qi Long’s longsword quivered, and inch by inch, sword light shattered from the sword-tip, like a blazing sun appearing from the air. Melting snow condensing essence, the silver longsword in his hand continued to tremble!

Swoosh!

This move, whether it was Han Zhen or Xiao Huang below the stage, their expressions changed. Even at their peak battle strength, they couldn’t withstand this move.

"Ghost-faced Killing Saber!"

He Wumu gritted his teeth and swung out, the terrifying saber light resembling clouds in the sky, intending to tear this space completely apart!

Boom!

The saber and sword light met like two meteors colliding. The surrounding wind sounds suddenly fell silent. In the air, it seemed like leaves falling in silence!

Crack!

A faint sound broke the quiet, distinct in the stillness. To everyone’s astonishment, the terrifying saber light was torn apart, split into scattered star points, while the sword light’s afterglow continued to slash towards He Wumu, seemingly about to cleave the sky in two!

Puff...

He Wumu was instantly thrown into the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood, gazing at Qi Long with eyes filled with venom!

"Qi Long wins, gaining one point!"

The steward beside them finally reacted, stepping forward to announce loudly.

Rumble!

The crowd was in an uproar. He Wumu, ranked eighth in the Inner Sect, was certainly no weakling, yet Qi Long had defeated him. Didn’t this suggest Qi Long’s rank in the Inner Sect might be at least eighth?

Furthermore, He Wumu had become the first of the Inner Sect top ten disciples to be defeated in this grand competition, thoroughly disgraceful!

"Among the five new stars, Qi Long should be the strongest. Compared to him, the others are on a different level entirely."

Below the stage, a disciple sighed.

"That might not be certain. No one has yet forced out Chu Ming’s or Bai Hanyan’s trump cards. Their true strengths remain unknown!"

Another disciple retorted.

"I feel this year’s Inner Sect competition is shrouded in mystery; the ranking has shifted significantly!"

Many disciples shared their opinions!

Chu Ming’s eyes looked at Qi Long with some admiration. Qi Long, with his Innate Sword Body, had just executed Blazing Sun’s Afterglow, a move whose Sword Dao intricacies even he couldn’t fully discern!

Though he couldn’t completely understand it, he could still block it. In Chu Ming’s Sword Techniques, just a single Flowing Clouds Like Water had more power than Blazing Sun’s Afterglow, not to mention Cloud Ascension. However, Chu Ming didn’t believe this was Qi Long’s true trump card.

The matches continued. In the distance, Liu Yidao defeated Wang Daoran with three saber strikes, winning the match.

Mo Ling lightly threw a punch, severely wounding Li Wenjie, who was ranked seventeenth, securing victory!

Finally, in the two hundred thirty-seventh match, after Qi Long’s and He Wumu’s duel, a strong confrontation emerged again, this time Sea-Overturning Palm Ye Chen versus Blood Burst Hand Xiao Huang.

In terms of ranking, the two were only two places apart on the Inner Sect leaderboard!

In terms of techniques, both were renowned in the Inner Sect for their palm techniques. Ye Chen, titled Sea-Overturning Palm, could flip clouds with one hand and summon rain with the other, transforming the world infinitely!

Xiao Huang, titled Blood Burst Hand, could burst mountains and seas with a single Blood Palm. Ordinary True Dao limit martial artists were no match for them!

Xiao Huang, draped in a white robe, with a narrow face, looked at Ye Chen with a gaze revealing deep wariness. They were old rivals, making him dare not slack off at all!

Xiao Huang was a battle maniac, but Ye Chen was no less of one. Moreover, Ye Chen was a disciple of the same era. Both, experts in palm techniques, had clashed frequently over time.

"Who do you think will win this round?"

Zhu Hongxue turned to ask Chu Ming.

"I’m not sure either. Their strengths should be evenly matched; it just depends on whether either has hidden cards."

Chu Ming narrowed his eyes and said lightly. The gap in strength between Ye Chen and Xiao Huang was small, so the winner would likely depend on who had the stronger trump card.

On the stage, the two stood facing each other ten steps apart. Due to the powerful qi from their bodies, countless white mist swirled around the stage.

"You beat me by one move a year ago, today I will reclaim it!"

There was a hint of evil qi in Xiao Huang’s eyes! Though a Righteous disciple, his hands had killed countless martial artists, naturally tainting him with endless evil qi.

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