Three strokes had been exhausted, and it was Qing Yu’s turn to make a move.
No one expected that Zhang Yuanchu’s three strokes would end in this form. Without hurting Qing Yu, without even making him move half a step, it was a complete crushing situation.
Even Shi Jue, who was bent on causing internal chaos in the Daoist Sect, was astonished, and underneath his seemingly calm countenance was a deep scorn for Qing Yu.
Despite having raised his opinion of Qing Yu many times, Shi Jue found that he had still underestimated him. The golden aura in his eyes slowly spread over his pupils, and his Heavenly Eye Pa*s operated to the extreme, wanting to get a glimpse of Qing Yu’s bottom.
“Well ——”
Shi Jue suddenly closed his eyes and his body swayed a little.
Xinzhu beside him hurriedly grabbed Shi Jue’s arm and asked with concern, “Senior nephew, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, just a little soreness in my eyes.” Shi Jue’s eyes narrowed slightly to cover the blood in his eyes as he returned.
He had just operated his Heavenly Eye Pa*s at full power, but was completely unable to see the bottom of Qing Yu’s eyes, only to feel a dark sword light flash by, and his eyes immediately ached.
If it wasn’t for his own special merit method, which embraces the intention of silence and has the same origin as that sword light, his eyes might have bled by now.
”Qing Yu ——” Shi Jue recited this name in his heart, his scruples deepening.
At this moment, the light gold track wheel outside Qing Yu’s body slowly dissipated, like an abyss like the sea of aura began to endlessly upward, “Three moves have been completed, young heavenly master, on the poor Tao.”
The voice was like a great bell, trembling the heart, but not a single ear-shattering sensation. Qing Yu, who was not concealing his strength, was shocking and awe-inspiring.
It was not like the shocking glimpse of the previous collision with Zhang Yuanchu, nor was it like the previous one where he had drawn in but not sent out. Purely in terms of aura, it was difficult for any of the people present to match him.
In the crowd where the Sword Dao Palace was located, the grey-clothed old man said through his voice: “Kid Yuan, are you sure this Qing Yu real person was still a divine origin a few years ago? This is the same aura I had when I was at my peak. And I feel that he still has something to hide.”
Yuan Jian Yi did not reply, but merely nodded his head gently. He looked at Qing Yu with an intense eagerness, this would be his next target.
“Tch, it would be difficult for you to make this monster your next target.” The old man in grey staggered.
“But ——”
His voice transmission turned and became eager as well, “A swordsman of my generation is one who aims for the top. I’m not afraid of not aiming far enough, I’m only afraid of not looking far enough. Yuan boy, you have fused the sword intent in the Sacred Sword Tablet, you are our future hope, you will be the next Sword God. This person in front of you will not be your final end.”
Thinking of the despondent confusion after the dissolution of the Sword God Lake back then, and the hope and anticipation of today, the feverish fire in the heart of this old man who had buried his sword for half his life would not be weaker than that of Yuan Jian Yi.
‘The sealed bottom is also gradually opening up to Yuan brat ——‘ the old man in grey thought secretly.
At the other end, seeing such an appalling aura of Qing Yu, Zhang Jing亘 could not help but move forward and said, “Master Qing Yu, the old dao admits defeat on behalf of his nephew, now that Yuan Chu’s true qi is less than fifty percent, he is no longer a match for Master Qing Yu, so please be merciful to Master Qing Yu.”
He was very decisive in admitting his defeat, having experienced three times as many years as ordinary people, Zhang Jingxuan would not even risk his life for the sake of reputation like Zhang Yuanchu. In his opinion, reputation was certainly important, but life was even more valuable. Especially the life of a Tong Shen realm powerhouse.
“Please don’t worry, Daoist Zhang, it’s just a sparring session, how would the poor dao hurt someone’s life?” Qing Yu said without looking back.
It was natural that Zhang Yuanchu’s life would not be taken, after all, he had said earlier that it was only a sparring session, hadn’t he? However, losing to Qing Yu today was probably worse than death for Zhang Yuanchu.
The Young Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu had been easily defeated when he had the upper hand. Coupled with the previous series of actions, Zhang Yuanchu, the Young Heavenly Master, was to be completely defeated.
“The Young Heavenly Master’s true qi is less than fifty percent, so the poor dao will cut three moves into one,” said Qing Yu in a harmonious voice, “After one move, all your grudges and mine will be removed.”
“Qing Yu ——” said Zhang Yuanchu, gritting his teeth.
Three moves into one, this was not tolerance, this was a humiliation to him, Zhang Yuanchu. He was already about to be stepped on in the mud, and he had to add a heavy kick to make him never get back up.
This is Qing Yu’s style: if he cannot kill you, he will keep you in the torment of waiting for death. In his world, there is no such thing as an enemy or a friend, as long as you are an enemy, the only thing you can do is die.
”Thank you for having a powerful father ——”
In the clear light, a twelve-storey jade building hovered in the middle of another world.
The jade building is a golden palace that is difficult for mundane people to see. This clear light has a nebulous meaning that is not connected to the world.
The height of the jade tower was far higher than the top of the Taiji Hall, but the crowd could clearly see the full view of the jade tower. It was clear that the jade tower had not shrunk at all, but they could see it in its entirety.
The sense of spatial dislocation was awkward.
The World ——
This was the thought of the people who witnessed it at this moment.
No, it wasn’t ——
They turned to dismiss the thought.
It appeared to be another world, but it was only a similar false image. This new head of the True Martial Sect did not let anyone be frightened again, leaping to a new level.
But although it was not the kind of thing that was expected, the power within this clear light was truly frightening.
“Jade Tower 12 leaning on Clear Sky, Young Heavenly Master, take this move from the poor Tao.”
The clear light wrapped around Qing Yu’s hand, and then his palm slowly pressed out.
“Master Qing Yu ——” Zhang Jingxuan saw this situation and felt a sense of foreboding, and was about to step forward to stop it.
However, there were two figures in front of him blocking the way, making it difficult for him to move an inch.
Xuan Zhen, and Tong Hua, both of whom were quietly in front of him, locked in an aura that made it difficult for him to advance to do harm.
A palm pressed down without the slightest sound, and the clear light pa*sed through Zhang Yuanchu’s body without the slightest sign of abnormality. But then Zhang Yuanchu, who flew backwards out of the hall and landed outside the hall without a trace, was proof that this move was not so simple.
The clear light flashed and the jade tower slowly disappeared, as if it had retreated into another world.
In the hall, it was once again clear.
In the square outside the hall, the flying figure crashed into the big censer with smoke rising from the square, but it did not hurt the censer in the slightest.
“Wow…”
Zhang Yuanchu opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes blackened with a sense of dizziness. Before he fell into unconsciousness, he looked inside himself and found that although his body was in tatters, it was far from being fundamentally injured, so he was secretly relieved.
If it were a normal person, this kind of injury would have killed him for sure. But in the case of a Tong Shen realm powerhouse, healing was only a matter of time.
He did not notice that a thin, seven-coloured thread, seemingly unseen, had quietly wrapped itself around his finger.
