Chapter 188

It might even affect the outcome of the battle!

So it was.

Naturally, they would not strike so casually.

Before long.

Another half-cup-of-tea's worth of time passed.

Just as the many martial artists were preparing to leave.

Ximen Chuixue moved!

He was seen giving a slight tremor to the sword-wielding right hand.

Holding the sword level with his shoulder.

Putting force into his feet.

He thrust straight at Ye Gucheng just like that.

What was rather dumbfounding was—

This sword strike looked far too ordinary.

So ordinary that even a common person with no martial foundation at all could swing out such a move!

Stupefied!

Ten faces stupefied!

Almost in an instant.

The vast majority of the martial artists watching on the scene looked at each other in utter bewilderment.

They racked their brains and still could not fathom the terrifying aspect of this move.

Only a few experts, with brows tightly knit, seemed to have caught a hint of something.

"Well struck!!"

Seeing this, Ye Gucheng's eyes lit up slightly.

He gave a soft word of praise.

He raised the Flying Rainbow Sword in his hand.

And went straight forward to meet him.

In his heart, however, he was somewhat awed.

Worthy of being the opponent he himself acknowledged!

Although his cultivation was only at the peak of Grandmaster.

This single sword strike, however—

Had already surpassed his own cultivation.

Subtly reaching the level of mid-stage Peerless!

One could imagine—

Given time.

In the future he might well become a powerhouse of the Heavenly Being Realm!.

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"Why can't I understand it at all?"

Staring dumbly at Ye Gucheng's even more casual counter.

The watching crowd, every last one of them, felt rather unwell.

Is this really a sword duel?

Is this really a life-and-death fight?

Why does it feel even worse than an ordinary street thug's brawl!

Those limp, feeble sword moves.

Do they actually have any power?!

For a time.

Everyone's hearts were filled with complaints.

Only an extremely small number of the strong seemed to have glimpsed something within.

Their eyes unblinkingly fixed tightly upon them.

Afraid to miss even the slightest detail!

"Eh?!"

Inside the inn.

A startled exclamation suddenly rang out.

Perhaps because it was too sudden.

There was even a trace of surprise in the voice.

"Master, have you seen something?"

Zhuge Zhengwo, who was attending at the side, hurriedly spoke up.

"This move is no ordinary one; it has already glimpsed some of the mysteries of the Land Sword Immortal Realm."

"Unfortunately...."

Wei Qingqingqing fell silent for a moment, then slowly began to explain.

Speaking toward the end.

His tone once again became somewhat regretful.

Such a talent, if given the chance to grow.

His future would be absolutely immeasurable!

What a pity, though.

He just had to provoke the dignity of the Imperial Court.

Let alone growing.

Whether he can survive tonight is still a question!

Hearing these words.

Zhuge Zhengwo's heart gave a slight start.

He then nodded in deep agreement.

Drunken Flower Tower.

"What kind of move is this?"

Lu Xiaofeng's face showed considerable uncertainty as he spoke.

Ximen Chuixue's sword moves, he could still make some sense of.

But when it came to Ye Gucheng.

Although he knew this seemingly soft strike must hold something profound.

If you really asked him to say anything about it.

He would be completely at a loss.

Couldn't understand it at all.

Naturally, some shock was unavoidable.

"It must be that he gained some new insight."

Hua Manlou, sitting to one side.

Listened attentively to the sounds.

Laughed softly.

His tone carried a trace of curiosity.

Just as everyone was reacting in their own way.

The distance between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng finally closed!

Ten meters... five meters... three meters...