Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 172: Palm , Intent

Of course, this is because as his horizons broaden with this experience, Fei Lian’s strength is enough to crush the five great talents in the Great Yan Kingdom.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Two black shadows flew out from the darkness, gently caught Zhao Fan’s body, and carried him away for treatment while the tea ceremony continued.

Fei Lian turned around and flew back to his seat. His trump card had already been exposed, so continuing to stand up there was unwise. After all, anyone who dared to go up knowing his trump card must have the confidence to defeat him.

In the tea ceremony, although most were here for the Spiritual Source Fruit, it was also a process of improving oneself through competition and proving oneself. Fei Lian defeated Zhao Fan, and in the future, he could hold his head high in front of Zhao Fan.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Again, two figures flew out from the pavilion, landing steadily on the grass in front of the pavilion, their eyes sharp as blades as they looked at each other. It was a man and a woman. The man appeared to be eighteen, but he had the physique of a bear, with bulging muscles full of explosive power, and his skin gleaming with a purple sheen.

The woman had a cold, slender figure. At her waist was a cyan-patterned treasure sword adorned with intricate designs and a flowing light. Though not stunningly beautiful, she was not unattractive either.

"Qin Li, last time we were evenly matched, so let’s use this opportunity to determine a victor!"

The rough man said in a deep voice, his eyes blazing, and the temperature around them seemed to be rising continuously.

"Fu Jian, I share the same thought!"

The woman said faintly, drawing the treasure sword at her waist with her right hand. Instantly, countless sword shadows spread, completely filling the space around them, flower petals and grass fragments flying and gradually obscuring their vision.

"I didn’t expect them to face off again. It seems they’ve reached the point of no return!"

"According to rumors in the martial world, Fu Jian once spied on Qin Li while she was bathing, who knows if it’s true!"

"I think it’s most likely true. Otherwise, they couldn’t possibly have been hostile over a single secret manual for so long."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, who would have thought that Fu Jian, despite his rough exterior, is so vile inside!"

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

As the crowd talked, the two began to fight simultaneously. Qin Li made a gesture with her left hand, and countless fragments of flowers and grass halted in mid-air, then transformed into countless sharp swords, shooting towards Fu Jian. The sharp sword aura pierced through the air explosively.

"Purple Yuan Gang Transformation Technique!"

Fu Jian roared lowly. On the surface of his body, countless purple patterns covered in a deep color emerged. These Gang Yuan burst out of his body, and facing the incoming sharp flowers and grass fragments, Fu Jian chose to ignore them and charged towards Qin Li.

Crack, crack!

These fragments, each capable of severely injuring an ordinary True Dao Third Layer martial artist, could not leave any trace on Fu Jian’s body. Not even a white mark was seen; instead, they shattered upon impact.

Swoosh!

Qin Li’s treasure sword unsheathed, transforming into a streak of sword light, thrusting straight at Fu Jian’s face with lightning speed. Fu Jian’s expression did not change. He reached out with his large hand to grasp Qin Li’s sharp sword, with yellow threads of shimmering glaze dancing upon it.

Thud!

Qin Li’s sword momentum shifted, the white sword aura swept past Fu Jian’s ear, causing strands of long hair to fall. At this moment, Fu Jian sidestepped swiftly, aiming a flaming purple kick at Qin Li’s leg.

Boom, boom!

Qin Li blocked with her sharp sword, countless fragments of sword light shot out from her blade, bombarding Fu Jian. It seemed as if countless stars were streaking across the night sky. Fu Jian clenched his right fist, Gang Yuan surging, making his black robe flutter wildly.

"Wave Annihilation Fist!"

Boom

With a roar, a terrifying fist force shot towards Qin Li, the sound waves spreading rapidly, bursting the air instantly.

"Cyan Nether Curse!"

Countless cyan auras gushed from Qin Li’s treasure sword, transforming into eerie runes filled with a strange power in the air.

The layered forces exploded at the moment Fu Jian’s fist force approached, transforming into a giant sharp sword, violently colliding with it, sending sword force flying, piercing through the ground.

Thud, thud, thud...

The two fought back and forth, their killing moves emerging one after another. The young boys and girls in front of the pavilion watched with great enthusiasm, occasionally exclaiming in surprise.

Qin Li’s strength was not weak, but Fu Jian was stronger. Moreover, Fu Jian cultivated a Body Refining Technique, which emphasized breaking all techniques with raw power. No matter what attack Qin Li made, it was shattered with a single punch. Their figures flashed past each other over a hundred moves, yet a winner was still not determined.

"Senior brother, what do you think?"

The young man in the purple robe sitting in the pavilion opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Qin Li and Fu Jian, then at the others seated, with a momentary pause at Chu Ming’s position.

"Too weak, far too weak. They wouldn’t even withstand a single move from the Yellow-Haired Zombie!"

"What shall we do then? With just the two of us, we can’t enter those ruins!"

The young man’s voice was so low that no one else could hear. The young master of the pavilion, who addressed the purple-robed youth, sighed, recognizing the accuracy of his assessment. To those who had witnessed the talents throughout the Celestial Realm, the geniuses of the Qingqiu Kingdom were indeed far too lacking. They could perhaps maintain a reputation as geniuses in intermediate countries, but in the context of the Celestial Realm, they were insignificant.

"Let’s observe a bit more," the purple-robed youth said calmly. The two had originally come to this area on a mission, only to stumble upon ruins by chance. Inside, they discovered countless zombies. Barely escaping, they retrieved the Spiritual Source Fruits.

Initially, they obtained four fruits, using one each for themselves. For the remaining two, they devised the idea of the tea ceremony to gather some appropriate helpers in this area - helpers who shouldn’t be too weak nor too strong.

Too weak, they’d be of no help. Too strong, they’d take all the benefits.

Thud, thud, thud...

At this moment, Qin Li and Fu Jian had exchanged hundreds of moves but still remained evenly matched.

"Thousand Destruction Sky-breaking Kill!"

Fu Jian roared out, countless fiery strands swirling around his fist, the abundant Fire Essence in the air gathering onto his fist. The terrifying fist force continuously compressed the surrounding space.

"Cyan Slaughter Sword!"

Qin Li’s body swirled like a butterfly among flowers, a giant cyan-red sword descending rapidly from the sky, its sharp aura slicing through the surrounding space.