I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 332: Pose of the Shattered Army

Su Wuming's strength was the hardest to estimate.

Normally, he seemed to be just an average martial artist in the late stage of the Xuan Gang Realm, and his strength wasn't considered profound—it was merely decent.

Moreover, his cultivation technique and martial skills were not outstanding, at least not when compared to those top sects' inherited techniques.

However, as soon as Su Wuming made a move, igniting his Qi Blood Power and striking forcefully, the extreme combat power he could unleash was simply terrifying.

And the stronger his opponent, the stronger he became, displaying exceptionally outstanding pressure resistance.

Lin Qing, armed with the Sword Orb given by Gongyang Qu, initially felt somewhat confident.

But now facing Su Wuming, that confidence wasn't much.

Nevertheless, Lin Qing had no choice but to brace himself and take action.

If he lost this round, it would be the end for the Cang Mountain Sword Sect's ranking.

So, as soon as he entered the stage, Lin Qing immediately activated the Sword Orb within his body, aiming to catch Su Wuming off-guard.

The Sword Orb could only be maintained for a hundred breaths' time, but it increased Lin Qing's strength more than tenfold.

Gongyang Qu gently nodded from below the stage, also agreeing with Lin Qing's approach.

Su Wuming was a bit strange, able to withstand a full-strength blow directly; if this dragged on, losing was almost certain.

Lin Qing's choice was the best solution, attacking with full force immediately to seize the initiative for a chance to win.

In an instant, Lin Qing's body was enveloped in numerous dazzling, sharp sword lights.

The sword qi's piercing sharpness could even be felt by the audience below the stage.

The crowd was somewhat surprised.

Previously, the most well-known member of Cang Mountain Sword Sect was Song Tianqing, but unexpectedly, the sect was hiding such an outstanding disciple.

Wan Zhongshan glanced at Lin Qing and revealed a disdainful smile.

Cang Mountain Sword Sect liked these little tricks, just like the Song Family.

This Sword Orb and that Blood Demon Hand were similar in nature, both barely within the bounds of regulation.

Unfortunately, while Lin Qing's tactics might be useful against others, they had no effect on Su Wuming.

Just as the astonishing sharpness within the Sword Orb was gathering, Lin Qing deployed the Killing Character Mnemonic from the Sword Dao Thirteen Character True Technique, with thousands of piercing sharp intensities converging on him, and an overwhelming wave of Blood Slaughter already slashing down!

Just as this strike was unleashed, Su Wuming's spear had already been thrust out.

The spear light was accompanied by roaring Gang Qi, the boundless blood qi boiling and burning, transformed into a roaring Black Dragon coiling around Su Wuming's spear.

The momentum of Breaking Army, irreversible!

Su Wuming, alone with his spear, instilled the sensation of battling thousands of troops single-handedly.

Wan Zhongshan, upon seeing Su Wuming in action, could not help but inwardly exclaim that Su Wuming could make a name for himself even if he were in the military instead of the Demon Cleansing Bureau.

The sharp Blood Slaughter sword light was directly torn apart by Su Wuming's spear.

Facing Su Wuming's supreme might, Lin Qing was utterly shocked.

He had gone all out and even activated the Sword Orb, so how could he possibly be suppressed?

If Lin Qing couldn't suppress Su Wuming within a hundred breaths, he would have no chance of victory.

Lin Qing's understanding of the Sword Dao Thirteen Character True Technique was a notch below Song Tianqing's.

But he had also practiced powerful sword forms like the Fighting and Destroying Mnemonics extremely proficiently.

Unfortunately, it still wasn't enough.

As Su Wuming continued to slaughter through the boundless sword light with each thrust, his straightforward spear movements forced Lin Qing into an extremely awkward position, causing him to continually retreat.

Lin Qing wanted to rally, but Su Wuming's energy never waned; it only grew stronger.

That unstoppable fierce combat intent was almost spilling out.

"Brother Xiao, how does Su Wuming's spear technique compare to yours?"

Wei Wenruo asked, somewhat startled as he watched Su Wuming on the stage.

This Weapon Casting Conference had too many formidable competitors; even he would have slim chances against them.

Xiao Qiushui, closely watching Su Wuming, said gravely, "His spear technique is not sophisticated, but what truly makes him powerful is that indomitable will to fight."

Breaking Army Charge, the first to mount and slay the enemy generals, although Su Wuming is from the Demon Cleansing Bureau, he indeed has the makings of a grand general from the army.

His every spear thrust is extremely simple, yet each one serves the purpose of defeating the enemy, wasting not the slightest bit of excess energy.

For someone like him, it makes no difference whether the weapon in his hands is a spear or a sword.

He uses the spear simply because it inherently suits his Martial Arts as a weapon for battlefield assaults.

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But if it came to a real battle, the outcome would still be uncertain.

Although I am confident, I can't predict the full extent of his abilities."

Wei Wenruo was momentarily astonished; he had not expected Xiao Qiushui to hold Su Wuming in such high regard.

Meanwhile, in the arena, even Lin Qing's utmost exertion of the Sword Orb's prowess couldn't suppress Su Wuming.

The piercingly sharp Sword Qi continually tore at his meridians, letting Lin Qing know he was nearing his limit.

However, the more Su Wuming fought, the stronger he became, matching every increase in strength Lin Qing made.

Eventually, Su Wuming's power continued to climb, while Lin Qing was almost unable to hold on.

Lin Qing had utterly despaired.

He began to ponder how to lose gracefully.

But in the next moment, the Black Dragon on Su Wuming's Coiling Dragon Spear roared furiously, the Spear Light extending dozens of feet like the sweeping tail of a dragon, smashing toward him.

The Sword Gang around Lin Qing was completely ripped apart, and he was flung away by the tremendous force.

Gongyang Qu reached out with one hand, swept up Lin Qing with his Gang Qi, sealed all his major acupoints, and completely suppressed the power of the Sword Orb.

Then Gongyang Qu, with a dark expression, handed Lin Qing over to Elder Qian Songyuan and immediately turned to leave.

With all his disciples defeated, what was the point of staying?

Although such behavior was somewhat lacking in grace, Gongyang Qu's mentality had truly exploded.

He felt that ever since he came to Qianjiang Prefecture, nothing had gone his way.

First, Song Tianqing had gone to challenge Han Zheng on his own, only to end up crippled because the fight got too intense.

Then, Sima Chengzong had incited him to intercept Wan Zhongshan.

He had thought Sima Chengzong would kill Han Zheng, but instead, Sima Chengzong ended up playing himself to death.

Han Zheng was unscathed, not to mention his uninterrupted participation in the Weapon Casting Conference, he even made a name for himself throughout Southern Mountain.

Now, he had even given Lin Qing the Sword Orb, but he ended up losing so disgracefully that their Cang Mountain Sword Sect had almost brought as much disgrace upon themselves at the Weapon Casting Conference as the Song Family.

After all, Song Xingyuan had been eliminated in the previous round.

"Su Wuming wins this round!"

After Su Wuming returned, Han Zheng handed him a bottle of Elixir to restore Qi Blood Power.

"Brother Su, recover your Qi Blood Power quickly; otherwise, you might not be able to maintain your peak combat strength in the next round."

Once Su Wuming truly began to fight, he was inevitably going to burn his Qi Blood Power, which could be considered an inescapable death-match.

Without burning Qi Blood Power, given that bizarre fortune, who knows what chaos might arise.

Thus, Su Wuming was truly only suited for explosive battles, deciding victory in a single fight.

This type of continuous engagement was actually somewhat disadvantageous for Su Wuming.

Moreover, after this round, only twelve competitors would remain, almost all of whom were the elite of their respective families. If Su Wuming encountered them, he would inevitably need to burn his Qi Blood Power.

Su Wuming, without hesitation, took the Elixir and immediately sat down to circulate his True Yuan and recover his Qi Blood Power.

At that moment, Lian Sheng suddenly whispered, "Benefactor Han, be extra cautious next, something feels off."

Han Zheng was slightly startled. "Master Lian Sheng, have you sensed Death Energy around me again?

This is the arena of the Weapon Casting Conference, with so many masters watching; could someone still dare to make a move?"

Ever since Sima Chengzong had come to Qianjiang Prefecture to forcefully kill him, Han Zheng had completely trusted Lian Sheng's perceptive abilities.

It was incredibly accurate, practically a Killing Intent detector.

Lian Sheng closed his eyes and sighed, "It's not just your personal ordeal, Benefactor Han, I feel like the entire Fire Cloud Valley is enveloped in Death Energy!"