Hearing the applause, Tong Renshuang turned his head to look, and saw this young Sword Cultivator. With just one glance, he recognized him as someone from the upper levels of the Sword Hall established by Celestial Sword Mountain.

This Sword Cultivator’s Realm might not necessarily be higher than his, but his Combat Power is absolutely incomparable, and Tong Renshuang always had to avoid him whenever he encountered him on usual days.

Wang Xuan couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, although he hadn’t met this person before, his strength was indeed remarkable, his Realm suppressed Wang Xuan considerably, additionally he was a Sword Cultivator.

It’s well known that Sword Cultivators have unmatched Combat Power, noticeably stronger than ordinary Cultivators, and if they hail from an Immortal Sect, they’re even more terrifying, able to fight across levels with ease.

“Indeed, just a mere frog at the bottom of the well, only ruling over such a small place, yet convinced he’s some kind of big shot.

Little does he know, if he provokes someone he shouldn’t provoke, he’d be stomped to death with one kick.” In his view, this hall master was worthless.

This Sword Cultivator was composed in aura, yet his looks were exceptionally handsome, any woman upon seeing him might scream without question.

The Sword Cultivator glanced at Tong Renshuang and spoke softly: “Did you really see that he obtained a Celestial Treasure? What did it look like, and what grade was it?”

If not for seeking Celestial Treasure, who would wander around at night without reason?

Numerous thoughts whirled in Tong Renshuang’s mind, suddenly he had an idea and said: “Indeed, I saw him acquire a Celestial Treasure with my own eyes, it seemed to be a weapon, glowing brightly, definitely not an ordinary item.

As for its grade, I am unaware.”

He did this merely wanting both parties to catch each other in a struggle, just to hold his ground, Wang Xuan’s palm grievance, and the young Sword Cultivator’s ridicule, he remembered them well.

Wang Xuan shook his head, he couldn’t understand if Tong Renshuang’s brain has soaked in water, daring to offend him like this.

Being overly confident in his cleverness, was actually very foolish.

The young Sword Cultivator smiled: “For now, I’ll believe what you said.”

He looked at Wang Xuan, naturally recognizing him as the seventh disciple recently taken by Star Lord He Fang of Immortal Martial Mountain, with a remarkable identity.

“Gai Feixian from Celestial Sword Mountain, this is the first time we meet, yet it’s not a good timing to drink and celebrate, I want to compete for that Celestial Treasure in your hand with friends.” Gai Feixian said.

Wang Xuan replied expressionlessly: “I’ve only heard of share for those who see, never heard of once it’s in someone else’s pocket, it’s all become my possessions for you to compete.”

Gai Feixian found it reasonable and said: “Then I’ll offer a Celestial Treasure as a bet, if I lose, I’ll give it to you.”

It’s only a Celestial Treasure, although considered valuable, as their Cultivation Level improves, obtaining one wouldn’t be difficult.

What he wanted was merely an opportunity to spar with Wang Xuan, to see what kind of disciple He Fang had taken that even Celestial Sword Mountain’s second generation feared.

“Wang Xuan, third generation disciple of Immortal Martial Mountain, please enlighten me, fellow Daoist.” Wang Xuan took out the Ten Thousand Jins Thunder Dragon Saber, not underestimating the opponent.

Upon hearing Wang Xuan came from Immortal Martial Mountain, the hall master of Invincible Iron Fist Gang, Tong Renshuang’s face looked grim, as if he had swallowed a fly.

He had just schemed against Wang Xuan, the Sword Cultivator from Celestial Sword Mountain might not do anything to him, but Wang Xuan would definitely bear a grudge.

He tried to lower his presence, thinking he could leave when the two began fighting.

Pack his bags and directly migrate to another Star Domain, far away from here, which hopefully would preserve his small life.

“Having the opportunity to fight with you is quite a fortune, this battle will decide victory, not life or death.” Gai Feixian drew his sword.

Wang Xuan looked at the opponent, such a powerful aura, even higher than his, probably not someone easily dealt with.

“This is not a good venue, let’s find an isolated place to battle again?”

He leaped, gliding through the air for several thousand meters, with Gai Feixian following, they quickly arrived at a forest mountain.

Atop the tree peaks, the two stood with their weapons, one a newly risen third-generation disciple of Immortal Martial Mountain, another an outstanding Sword Cultivator of Celestial Sword Mountain.

This duel not only involved their personal victory or defeat but also represented a contention between disciples of Immortal Martial Mountain and Celestial Sword Mountain, symbolizing the strength of the younger generation.

Clang!

A saber light reflected by the bright moon, with a step, Wang Xuan smashed a large tree into countless wood chips, slicing towards Gai Feixian with one slash.

His saber always emphasized dominance! The Saber Momentum charged ahead, overpowering tens with one, crushing forward.

“Wang Xuan, let me see how strong the third generation disciple of Immortal Martial Mountain truly is!”

Gai Feixian greeted with a sword directly, actually charged head-on, when the saber and sword collided, sparks scattered immediately, the two instantaneously flew backward.

After several buffering steps, Gai Feixian steadied himself, in contrast, Wang Xuan already bounced tens of meters.

In terms of strength, he held a slight edge.

Wang Xuan shook his head, indeed an issue of Realm disparity, the Physique of Celestial Sword Mountain’s Sword Cultivators was formidable, merely overshadowed by the fame of their swords.

Comparing strength, only the first exchange, and he knew he wasn’t on par with Gai Feixian.

“Seems like I need to get serious.”

Wang Xuan’s muscles swelled, the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield under the propulsion of Primordial True Qi, turned him into a muscle monster, evolving into over three meters tall within several breaths.

Dragon-like Tendons and Bones, muscle as solid as mountains, dark-golden skin, Wang Xuan had transformed into a giant, his saber also grew heavier and larger under the infusion of True Qi.

“Come!”

Wang Xuan slashed casually, carving a twenty-meter-long crack into the ground, even splitting the mountaintop into two halves.

He swung the saber again, a force of a million jins, the Ten Thousand Jins Thunder Dragon Saber, now extraordinarily heavy, would cleave an ancient city wall with a single slash.

Gai Feixian faced the sword directly, in just an instant, he was repelled by the tremendous force, crashing several hundred meters away, creating a massive pit in the ground.

“What strength.” Gai Feixian laughed heartily, Wang Xuan’s explosive force indeed overwhelmed him.

At this moment, Wang Xuan’s strength was probably two to three times greater than before, already beyond what he could match.

“Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield, huh? Such a Body Protection Technique cultivated to such a degree, no wonder your strength is unparalleled, I can’t withstand it either.

But I’m a Sword Cultivator, what I excel at, is the sword!”

Seeing Wang Xuan leap forward, the Ten Thousand Jins Thunder Dragon Saber sharp beyond compare, hundreds of cold beams flashing, Gai Feixian’s sword tip pinpointed the large saber, instantly halting Wang Xuan’s saber momentum.

The Long Sword was incredibly sharp, even more nimble and flickering, each move aimed straight at Wang Xuan’s vital points, using speed to restrict Wang Xuan from using large-scale Techniques.

Clanging saber and sword clashes, saber light and sword shadow continuously, Sword Qi and Saber’s Gang Qi extended tens of meters with one slash, shredding surrounding trees into pieces.

Wang Xuan advanced, the opponent retreated; Wang Xuan retreated, the opponent advanced.

Gai Feixian utilized his light and quickness, remained in close combat with Wang Xuan, not allowing Wang Xuan to perform large-scale Techniques, frequently attacking.

This situation was precisely what Wang Xuan found most troubling.

“Sweeping Across All Directions!”

Wang Xuan swept with a slash, holding the saber with both hands, the massive force descending, Gai Feixian’s fast sword pinpointed the saber, sparks flying everywhere.

“Again!”

“Sweeping Across All Directions!”

“Sweeping Across All Directions!”

…

Wang Xuan unleashed the domineering Techniques again and again, Gai Feixian excelled at fast sword, but each time he struck, he felt more pressure than Wang Xuan.

After a while, Wang Xuan’s vitality surged, using full strength repeatedly, he inevitably grew weary, moreover having employed the Secret Technique of Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield, boosting his own strength, the consumption was immense.

But Gai Feixian was equally uncomfortable, he initially thought winning this battle wouldn’t be difficult, given that he was nearly a Great Realm above Wang Xuan.

His late Divine Treasure stage self, when dueling with Peak of Innate stage Wang Xuan, actually couldn’t secure victory!

“If not for my Realm being much superior to yours, I’d fundamentally be unable to block your Heavy Saber.” Gai Feixian sighed, soft countering hard also required a certain amount of strength.

His intricate Sword Techniques, Wang Xuan always managed to dodge with minimal movements, each time perceiving them, reflecting Wang Xuan’s strong perception and response.

“This battle is truly annoying.”

Wang Xuan stood with his saber held high, he and Gai Feixian, one excelling in strength, one specializing in nimble Techniques, neither having weak spots, only their strengths highlighted making other aspects appear inferior.

Now, the originally verdant mountains, within a kilometer no whole large tree could be seen, all shaved to wood chips by Gang Qi, exposing bare yellow earth.

(Belated third update, extra update for “A Sheep Eating Soybeans” rewarding ten thousand.)

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