A cheer erupted skyward, almost overturning the firmament.

"What is this?"

Ye Qingchen slightly turned his gaze, looking towards the arena.

He saw.

In the True Martial Sect's area, a young man slowly stood up and walked towards the arena. With each step, it seemed he was treading on invisible stairs in the air.

"His name is Shen Ming!" Qin Wentian beside him quietly introduced, "This child is the strongest in True Martial Sect, the number one in Daqian Country's Bronze Platform. The True Martial Sect Leader dares to open the Black Tortoise Pavilion because he is confident Shen Ming can win first in the Sword Fighting Conference!"

In the midst of reverent or shocked gazes.

Shen Ming gently landed on the arena.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time.

A token directly flew onto the arena.

The crowd looked.

The token's owner was none other than Master Tianxiong!

The number one in Shengyuan Country!

The venue was in uproar.

"Master Tianxiong!"

"Master Tianxiong!"

An array of shouts and cheers erupted, with many people visibly excited.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Master Tianxiong slowly stood up and displayed a Profound Grade Top body technique, approaching the arena.

"Shen Ming! I did not expect us to meet so early. I originally thought we would meet in the finals!" Master Tianxiong, carrying a heavy sword on his back, stood arrogantly, like a mountain peak.

However, Shen Ming shook his head, "Too bad you met me; it's impossible for you to enter the finals!"

"What do you mean?" Master Tianxiong's eyes narrowed, "Are you so confident you can surely beat me?"

At this instant, his aura intensified, like a peak piercing the firmament. In the eyes of those present, his figure seemed to rise several meters high, exuding an insurmountable presence, commanding reverence.

It was undeniably Mountain Sword Intent.

In front of this Sword Intent, everyone felt their breaths become disrupted, as if a giant invisible mountain pressed upon their chests.

However.

Facing the overwhelming aura of Master Tianxiong, Shen Ming simply smiled faintly and said, "Indeed! And against you, I only need one move!"

Boom!

His words fell.

The entire venue was in an uproar, everyone was wide-eyed.

"What, did I hear that wrong?"

Everyone widened their eyes in disbelief.

To know.

Among the calculations, Shen Ming, Master Tianxiong, and Gu Xunhong were all contenders for first in the Sword Fighting Conference. Their strengths were evenly matched. For Shen Ming to say this, was naked humiliation!

"Shen Ming is too arrogant!"

"Yes, even though he is the top genius of True Martial Sect, everyone is at the Half-Step Profound Pill level, a realm where no one can defeat. How could he consistently beat Master Tianxiong, and with just one move?"

"Master Tianxiong has comprehended three hundred and sixty types of Mountain Sword Intent, a peerless presence in his generation!"

Many elder-level figures present also secretly shook their heads.

Clearly.

Shen Ming was too conceited!

And Master Tianxiong was even more furious. Shen Ming's public claim of defeating him with one move was the greatest humiliation of his life!

"Good!"

Master Tianxiong roared, his voice growing louder until it resounded throughout the Celestial Martial Plaza.

"I want to see what skills you, the top of True Martial Sect, have to defeat me in one move!"

Boom!

His words fell.

He twisted his hand, and the heavy sword unsheathed with a clang.

Simultaneously, he stamped his foot, from extreme stillness to extreme motion, directly rushing towards Shen Ming. At that instant, the crowd erupted in exclamations.

In their eyes, Master Tianxiong seemed like a falling mountain peak, with a majestic momentum that was unstoppable, overwhelming everything in sight!

Such a presence caused many participants to turn pale in surprise.

"Can we withstand this sword?"

Many felt chills in their hearts, considering if they faced this move, they would have no chance to counter, likely overwhelmed in an instant by Master Tianxiong's Sword Intent.

"Can Shen Ming really defeat Master Tianxiong in one move?"

All eyes were on the arena.

And they saw.

Shen Ming stood there, looking leisurely, seemingly unprepared.

"It's impossible! Even with Shen Ming's prowess, he can't defeat Master Tianxiong in one move." Gu Xunhong from Yun Kun Country said coldly and frankly.

Others also shook their heads unanimously.

Clearly, nobody believed Shen Ming could defeat Master Tianxiong in one move.

But.

At this moment, Shen Ming simply smiled faintly, slowly extended his right hand, and gently waved.

Boom!

Like surging waves!

Shen Ming stood there, like a tranquil ancient well, but as he moved mightily, it was like the Milky Way reversing, rolling down from the heavens, sweeping across the land.

Originally Master Tianxiong's strike, carrying the force of a collapsing mountain, had an awe-inspiring presence that was jaw-dropping.

But compared to Shen Ming's palm power, it was insignificant, like the difference between a three-inch stream and a grand flood.

Rumble!

A mighty roar exploded.

A terrifying force burst forth from his palm, like a raging dragon, creating waves on the arena, crashing against Master Tianxiong's majestic sword.

In that moment, even the entire arena trembled.

"Boom!"

In the inconceivable eyes of the crowd.

Master Tianxiong bore the brunt, directly hit by the force, all his Sword Intent vanished instantly, submerged completely.

And Master Tianxiong's body trembled, losing balance, instantly blasted backwards, traversing over a hundred meters in the air, before crashing onto the ground, rolling dozens of meters further, heavily landing.

The venue was dead silent.

No one expected Shen Ming could send Master Tianxiong, who seemed invincible, flying with just a wave of his hand.

"I told you, defeating you only takes one move!"

Shen Ming said lightly.

"Impossible! My strike contained three hundred and sixty layers of Mountain Sword Intent, yet it couldn't withstand your palm..."

Master Tianxiong's face was ashen, in disbelief.

To know.

His sword had once slain a Profound Pill Realm expert!

"Three hundred and sixty layers of Mountain Sword Intent, so what?"

Shen Ming slowly retracted his right hand, calmly said, "Just now, my palm contained twelve hundred layers of Water Sword Intent! You are too weak, not able to withstand even one move."

Master Tianxiong shivered at his words, he used to think he and Shen Ming were evenly matched until now when he realized the gap between them. His face turned flush red, finally spitting out a mouthful of blood, fainting instantly.

The crowd stared numbly at the fainted Master Tianxiong and then at Shen Ming on the arena, hearts convulsing.

Earlier, when Shen Ming spoke, everyone thought he was boasting boundlessly. Only now did they realize the terrifying level of Shen Ming's prowess. Even a slight move possessed such power; what about a full strike?

Thinking this, many cultivators turned pale.

Too strong!

Though Shen Ming used only one move, he had overturned everyone's expectations.

No wonder True Martial Sect would open Black Tortoise Pavilion.

It turns out, they had already anticipated Shen Ming securing victory.

"Is this Shen Ming's true power?"

Countless people gasped.

Glancing at the completely unconscious Master Tianxiong, Shen Ming smiled faintly, his gaze falling on Ye Qingchen, his superior voice resonated like it came from the heavens:

"Ye Qingchen, do you still dare to come up?"

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