Chapter 2108

"Is that Jian Wanjue, the leader of the Seven Heroes of the Three Emperors Academy?"

"How come he looks somewhat plain and unremarkable?"

"What do you know? This is called 'great skill appearing clumsy' and 'great wisdom appearing foolish.' The more ordinary and plain one is, the more extraordinary they are!" someone retorted.

"But what about that young master in white from the Inheritance Academy? He is transcendent and peerless, yet still extraordinary. How do you explain that?"

"Uh... this..."

The arrival of the Seven Heroes of the Three Emperors Academy caused a commotion at the scene.

Many people were very curious about the leader of the Seven Heroes, Jian Wanjue.

After all, he was a Heaven's Pride at the Forbidden-Breaking level; while not unique, he was extremely rare.

Looking across all factions, having even one such person would be considered a stroke of great fortune, and they would be cultivated as the most core seed.

Yet, this Heaven's Pride at the Forbidden-Breaking level seemed to lack the high-spirited and dragon-like, phoenix-like appearance of other Forbidden-Breaking Heaven's Prides.

However, some observant people, or those with higher cultivation bases, would discover with astonishment.

When they looked at Jian Wanjue, they felt as if they were looking at a peerless sword!

Even taking one more look gave them the feeling that their gaze was being cut.

Many people were incomparably shocked.

This leader of the Seven Heroes of the Three Emperors Academy truly had some substance; he lived up to his reputation.

And at this moment, on the deck.

Facing the countless gazes around him, Jian Wanjue's expression remained indifferent.

He said to Du Yi and Yuan Liang.

"According to what you said, that young master in white defeated you with just a single sword finger?"

Du Yi and Yuan Liang, recalling the humiliation at the tea party, had unsightly expressions, but they still nodded in admission.

"In that case, he is a sword cultivator?"

A flash of sharp light flickered in Jian Wanjue's eyes.

"This... is not certain, but he did indeed only use a single sword finger," Du Yi said.

"You are a Great Earth King Body, and he could break your defense with a single sword finger. If he isn't a sword cultivator, how could he do that?"

"However, this makes it more interesting. I have finally encountered an opponent."

Jian Wanjue's gaze held a kind of fervor; it was the excitement of finally meeting an opponent after so long.

At this time, a beautiful woman with red lips and white teeth beside him smiled slightly.

"Brother Jian is joking. You possess a Heart of the Sword Dao; in the way of the sword, who can compare?"

"That young master in white, even if somewhat extraordinary, will definitely not be Brother Jian's opponent."

As the beautiful woman spoke, her gaze toward Jian Wanjue also contained hidden admiration.

She was also one of the Seven Heroes of the Three Emperors Academy, named Fang Ziling, and possessed a special talent for the way of arrays.

Fang Ziling harbored admiration for Jian Wanjue's talent and strength.

In her view, even looking across the World within a World, the Heaven's Prides who could compare to Jian Wanjue were absolutely few and far between.

Within the Three Emperors forces, there might be a few.

But in other forces, it was absolutely impossible.

"One cannot say it like that. The World within a World is vast, and there are definitely no shortage of hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

"If one cannot find an opponent, that would be lonely."

Jian Wanjue smiled.

Hearing this, Fang Ziling's eyes became even more sparkling.

Although Jian Wanjue's appearance was not top-tier, and he was even somewhat plain-looking.

But she was not the kind of shallow woman who only looked at faces.

Jian Wanjue's character, strength, and bearing were the points that attracted her.

Substance is more important than a shallow appearance.

And just at this moment, from the distant sky, the sound of a tower ship crushing the void came again.

"It's the Inheritance Academy's tower ship!"

Exclamations came.

The one worth watching had arrived.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziling raised an eyebrow and cast her gaze over.

She wanted to see what kind of person could actually become Brother Jian's opponent!

And with this one look, Fang Ziling's expression froze.

On the Inheritance Academy's tower ship.

A young master in white with a slender figure stood tall against the wind.

His robes fluttered, and his black hair was like ink.

His body was like a clear cloud unstained, his eyes like a clear river, limpid and pure.

He appeared as if a true immortal had descended to the world, or like an immortal banished from the heavens.

Just by standing there, he seemed to make the heavens and the universe become his background.

Making the sun and moon lose their luster.

Fang Ziling's heart couldn't help but palpitate.

At this moment, she felt.

Character, substance, strength—are they important?

No, not important!

Appearance is the truth!

So what if one is a shallow woman?

It could be said that, regardless of cultivation realm.

Just this temperament and appearance threw Jian Wanjue off by who knows how many streets.

There was not even any comparability.

And Jian Wanjue, seeing Jun Xiaoyao, had sharp light exploding in his eyes, as piercing as a sharp sword.

Strong!

Very strong!

This was Jian Wanjue's first feeling.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's aura was restrained, not leaking a single bit.

But that feeling of being as deep as the sea was something he had never encountered before.

However, the more this was the case, the more it ignited Jian Wanjue's fighting spirit.

"Jian Wanjue, do you have confidence?"

An Elder of the Three Emperors Academy said.

It was the Elder who led the last tea party, named Pang Mo.

Last time, he had his face slapped by Jun Xiaoyao; it could be said he lost all face.

This time, he naturally wanted to regain his standing and wash away the shame of the last time for the Three Emperors Academy.

Jian Wanjue then said: "I can fight."

Hearing this, Elder Pang Mo frowned slightly.

In the past, when facing any opponent, Jian Wanjue's answer would definitely be "it's not a problem."

But this time, Jian Wanjue only said "I can fight."

This was very thought-provoking.

What did it represent?

It represented that even this top-tier Forbidden-Breaking level monster of the Three Emperors Academy did not have absolute confidence in dealing with Jun Xiaoyao.

And on the Inheritance Academy side.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze also looked over indifferently, then withdrew.

"Heart of the Sword Dao?"

Jun Xiaoyao muttered.

When he came, Su Yan had also briefly told him about it.

This leader of the Seven Heroes, Jian Wanjue, possessed a rare talent: the Heart of the Sword Dao.

Comprehending the Sword Dao was as simple as drinking water or eating.

Cultivating any Sword Dao divine ability was also something he could do with ease.

Being able to become a Forbidden-Breaking level Heaven's Pride, obviously, meant having some skills; there would be no mediocre people.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent; he did not care.

Although he had not specialized in the Sword Dao.

But his Sword Dao was enough to make even Sword Dao monsters feel ashamed.

Previously, even his good friend Ye Guchen was amazed by his sword moves.

And Ye Guchen was a Sword Dao myth, the reincarnation of the Solitary Sword God.

This Jian Wanjue before him, no matter how monstrous his Sword Dao talent was, would not be stronger than Ye Guchen.

"Alright, it's about time we can enter."

Feeling that the entrance to the Suspended Secret Realm was about to stabilize, the various forces present were eager to try.

In Jian Wanjue's eyes, flames were ignited, and there was a rare kind of excitement.

As the leader of the Seven Heroes of the Three Emperors Academy and a Forbidden-Breaking level Heaven's Pride.

He had not encountered an opponent that interested him for a long time.

His fighting spirit was provoked.

And just as the Heaven's Prides of the various forces present were rubbing their fists and wiping their palms.

Suddenly, from the distant sky, the sound of bird cries came.

"That is..."

Many people looked over.

They were shocked to see five seven-colored divine sparrows pulling a chariot shining with brilliant divine light as it crossed the sky.

"That is... the seat of the Holy Maiden of the Human Emperor Palace."

Elder Pang Mo of the Three Emperors Academy revealed a look of surprise.

The Holy Maiden of the Human Emperor Palace had actually come?

(End of chapter)