Chapter 460
Chapter 460: The Powerful Wen Yi Jian
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu
Shen Zhong Cheng spoke no more superfluous words, directly thrusting his sword .
Hong , he drove the sword towards Wen Yi Jian as if the thing driven wasn't a sword, but a mountain of swords, giving people a feeling of extreme heaviness; if pierced by this word, one would definitely be smashed into pieces .
This was White-Robed Sword King's martial intent and belonged to his own way of the sword .
Ling Han nodded inwardly . This younger generation already walked down a path that belonged to themselves; it was no wonder that it was said people on the prodigy roll could definitely become Flower Blossom Tier warriors—each one was certainly out of the ordinary .
Wen Yi Jian's expression, however, was full of disdain, and he unconcernedly pointed with a finger as a powerful sword intent circulated and a flash of sword light flashed . Hong , behind him two wings of light fluttered gently, making him seem like a god descending to earth .
Peng!
With the point of a finger, Shen Zhong Chong was immediately sent flying and the long sword almost slipped out of his hand; yet he caught it forcibly as blood splattered from his purlicue, and even the skin ruptured, looking extremely tragic .
Everyone was greatly shocked . That was Shen Zhong Cheng, the White-Robed Sword King, the twenty-ninth place on the prodigy roll last year and this year's top ten, enough to represent those with the strongest battle prowess in north region's younger generation .
However, he was defeated in a single blow, and by only a finger .
Hiss, the difference was way too great!
Everyone knew that the with the four regions, middle state's martial arts level was the highest, and the north region was the lowest of the four regions, without even Deity Transformation Tier elites . However, did the younger generation also had such a great difference?
Clearly, Wen Yi Jian was also in the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, and even if he was at the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, the gap shouldn't be so wide?
"You're no good!" Wen Yi Jian shook his head and said, "If you cultivate diligently till the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, becoming the same as me, then you would be barely qualified for me to use my sword . However, I'm truly a bit disappointed that this is your so-called genius on the prodigy roll, and ranked number eight?"
'F . ck, mocking crowd again . '
"Hehe, Brother Wen, then let me battle you . " Yang Jun Hao walked out, battle intent burning in his gaze .
Wen Yi Jian glanced at him once and said, "You have some strength, and are about the same age and cultivation as me, which means you're satisfactorily gifted . However, with the same martial arts tier, that only represents that our power is close, but power is only a part of battle prowess . "
"You mean, although our tiers are the same, your battle prowess is far above mine?" Yang Hao Jun said indifferently, but in his tone was an obvious fury .
"That's only natural!" Wen Yi Jian said as if it was a matter of fact .
"I sure want to see for myself!" Yang Jun Hao laughed instead of being angered . He shook his hand and unleashed his long sword . This was a Spirit Tool, entirely crimson-red, and covered with vein-like lines .
"I'll let you have three moves and defeat you in one," Wen Yi Jian said loftily, sweeping his gaze across the surrounding people .
Yang Jun Hao sneered, and no longer said superfluous words, simply pouring power into the long sword and beginning to activate his Spirit Tool . Weng, weng, weng , on the blade, the vein-like lines lit up one after another as ceaseless raging flames surged out, instantly raising the surrounding temperature by a whole lot .
However, the raging flames surged in front of him, forming a casing, protecting him within, as if a shield .
A Spirit Tool that was both offensive and defensive .
"Fiery sea and raging tides, sword of violent winds that breaks through void!" Yang Jun Hao shouted loudly, leaping out an bring a sea of flames with mighty momentum .
Wen Yi Jian shifted his feet, evading swiftly .
Shua, shua, shua, Yang Jun Hao attacked repeatedly, while Wen Yi Jian kept dodging . It was as if Yang Jun Hao had taken the upper hand .
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