With one move, the outcome was decided.

Gu Xunhong's feet were pressed against the ground, leaving two deep marks until his long sword suddenly stabbed into the ground, finally stabilizing his stance with difficulty. Instantly, his face was filled with panic and he looked at Ye Qingchen with eyes full of shock.

In that moment.

The two on the arena became the focal point of everyone's attention.

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted in astonished cries.

"What just happened?"

"Ye Qingchen swung his hand and knocked back Gu Xunhong? Just a casual palm strike, and it had such terrifying power. Just how much Wind Sword Intent has he mastered?"

Qin Wentian's eyes were filled with joy.

Before the conference, his expectation for Ye Qingchen was merely to break into the top ten. But now, each competition performance brought him unexpected joy. Ye Qingchen might actually reach the finals and claim the first place in the Sword Fighting Conference!

"Ye Qingchen has made his move!"

Another exclamation arose from the crowd.

Ye Qingchen raised his hand and swung.

Whirl!

In an instant, endless fierce winds transformed into thousands of threads, swirling backward. Countless gusts gathered in mid-air, converging directly into a long sword over ten feet long, spanning across the sky.

When this sword formed, Sword Qi soared, even shredding the dust in the air.

The spectators below the platform were horrified.

Is this really a battle between Spiritual Sea Realm combatants? It's comparable to the existence of Profound Pill Realm!

Even Gu Xunhong's face changed, his eyes heavy with an infinite sense of danger. Yet before he could react, Ye Qingchen had already swung his hand.

"Boom!"

A sudden sound of thunder rang.

This giant sword roared out, carrying the power of ten thousand jun, directly piercing toward Gu Xunhong. As the ear-piercing whistle sounded, this sword had already exceeded the speed visible to the naked eye, transforming into a racing leopard, a vast hurricane, a swift lightning.

As it howled, it darted to Gu Xunhong's face.

An ordinary person under this strike would have been panic-stricken.

But Gu Xunhong, after all, was a rarely seen powerhouse of the era.

With a sword in hand, his aura suddenly changed, becoming more magnificent. Facing Ye Qingchen's strike, his expression was resolute, slowly raising his sword as if he were lifting a heavy object weighing thousands of pounds.

At the same time, with a mysterious pose that seemed slow but was actually fast, he ultimately slashed against Ye Qingchen's sword!

"Clang!"

A sound like a great bell echoed.

Just like the midnight chime of Hanshan Temple.

The resonating sound transformed into rolling sound waves, sweeping the surrounding ground, shattering countless floor tiles into tumbling dust, spreading like a cloud ring in all directions.

Gu Xunhong paused, losing his balance in a thud, surging backward once more.

"How is he so strong!"

Gu Xunhong's eyes were filled with shock.

He had thought that being repelled by Ye Qingchen earlier was just due to being caught off guard. This time, he had prepared mentally yet hadn't expected not to be repelled again.

Moreover, his hands were slightly trembling, shaken by the power attached to the giant sword.

However.

He had no time to think, for Ye Qingchen's second strike was coming.

"Come again!"

Ye Qingchen smiled faintly, raising his hand to swing once more.

Immediately.

Another giant sword swiftly formed in mid-air, like a long-dormant dragon suddenly rising, transforming into a soaring Divine Dragon, bringing forth a majestic figure, rolling forward!

"I don't believe I can't block this move!"

Gu Xunhong gritted his teeth, his aura changing again, the sword in his hand swiftly transforming in mid-air, stabbing, intercepting, blocking, slashing, crushing... In an instant, as if dozens of Sword Dao masters made simultaneous moves.

Finally, all swords merged, condensing into a simple, unpretentious strike.

Heavily chopping onto Ye Qingchen's sword.

"Boom!"

The double swords collided.

They instantly separated.

Gu Xunhong's body trembled, retreating backward several steps, the precious sword in his hand trembled violently, seemingly about to snap. At this moment, he felt as if the bones of his arms might shatter, even his arms were oozing countless dense blood beads.

"Come again!"

Ye Qingchen grabbed again, and another giant sword formed.

Boom!

Gu Xunhong looked troubled, having to grit his teeth to confront once more. Powerful Qi exploded violently, he was forced to retreat again.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

"Come again..."

Under the shocked gazes of everyone.

Gu Xunhong faced Ye Qingchen's suppression, having no power to retaliate, already retreating time after time. Initially in the center of the platform, but now already driven to the edge, a step back and it would be off the platform.

Until the seventh sword.

Facing this strike, Gu Xunhong had no means to evade.

"Mad Demon Thirteen Slashes!"

Gu Xunhong, hailed as Yun Kun Country's contemporary number one, let out an unprecedented roar, raising the long sword in his hand high above his head, in that instant he unleashed all his True Qi, lunging at Ye Qingchen.

No madness, no survival!

This is a reckless ultimate strike, succeed and he wins, fail and he loses.

This move consisted of thirteen slashes, like stacking waves, each slash increasing in power, until the thirteenth slash when its power reaches the peak. Though Earth Sword Intent is heavy and steady, once heaven collapses and earth shatters, what kind of might would that be?

"Boom!"

The double swords collided.

An unprecedented explosion sounded on the platform, like ten thousand cannons fired simultaneously.

Whoosh!

When Power clashed, it created a terrifying hurricane, causing the people in the plaza to stagger, struggling to stand, repeatedly retreating. Even hundreds of meters away, towering trees moaned, snapping with a thud.

The entire Celestial Martial Plaza was thrown into chaos!

Everyone hurriedly glanced forward.

Seeing a figure suddenly like an arrow shot from a bow, shooting backward, hitting the ground hard. Even sliding along the ground for tens of meters, leaving a long trail mark until crashing into a rockery before stopping.

And the figure still standing on the platform was none other than Ye Qingchen!

"It's Ye Qingchen!"

"Ye Qingchen won!"

"He actually defeated Gu Xunhong!"

"Didn't expect he could defeat the Half-Step Profound Pill Gu Xunhong with Spiritual Sea Eighth Heaven cultivation, and so effortlessly!"

"Eight consecutive victories! He's the first person to achieve eight consecutive victories! Wondering, who will be the next to achieve eight consecutive victories..."

Watching Gu Xunhong being blasted off the stage, seeing Ye Qingchen still standing there, amidst a moment of dead silence, a heaven-shocking shout erupted.

Everybody's eyes were focused on the platform.

Because.

There was another semi-final.

They wanted to see, who will achieve the second nine consecutive victories, ultimately standing at the pinnacle of the Sword Fighting Conference!

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