Chapter 1201: Chapter 1200: Destiny Swordsman
Spurt!
Deng Tong’s long spear pierced the gray point, and in an instant, the curse seal collapsed, turning into black lines scattering in the air.
Swish!
Liu Mengru withdrew both hands. An illusion appeared in front of her, and just as Deng Tong’s long spear suddenly thrust forward, beams of dazzling stars emerged from those gray dots, instantly patching the flaws.
"What?"
Deng Tong’s face changed, realizing Liu Mengru’s apparent weaknesses were all illusions. Was she intentionally luring him into attack?
Spurt!
The black long spear pierced a black star, and the spearhead embedded within it, but the next moment, the star abruptly spun, releasing a shocking swallowing power, pulling the spearhead in!
"Trifling tricks!"
Deng Tong’s face fell as he shouted, embedding the black long spear fiercely into the star’s core. With a bang, the entire black star exploded.
But as the star shattered, the void in front of Deng Tong twisted, and a phantom figure appeared—it was an image of himself.
"Deng Tong" curled his lips with a sinister smile, raised his spear, and thrust.
"Mere illusion technique, break for me!"
Deng Tong’s eyes burst with sharp light, directly seeing through the phantom to Liu Mengru hidden behind it.
"Hmph, defeat for me!"
Ignoring the phantom, Deng Tong swung his spear at Liu Mengru’s location. The spear moved swiftly, piercing through the illusory realm and stabbing into Liu Mengru’s body.
"It’s over!"
A smile appeared on Deng Tong’s lips, but the next moment, it froze, for the sword that just pierced Liu Mengru caused her body to become an illusion and rapidly dissolve before his eyes!
"Is this... a transformation?"
His heart skipped a beat, realizing the Liu Mengru in front was merely a transformation. Suddenly, he felt a dangerous aura behind him and turned abruptly, his eyes narrowing as the "Deng Tong" he previously ignored transformed into Liu Mengru!
He couldn’t react in time, and Liu Mengru punched his back heart area, sending him flying.
"Cousin’s Yin Yang Avatar Incantation has reached such a level."
Ling Chen’s face showed an astonished expression at this scene, as Liu Mengru’s move contained multiple reversals, rendering the enemy defenseless.
Compared to when she was at the Heavenly Sword Conference, she has improved immeasurably.
"Deng Tong clearly had some restraint over Liu Mengru, but unexpectedly, he still lost in the end."
Sima Xiaoyao was equally surprised and incredulous.
"Restraint is only relative."
Ling Chen had a different view, "Cousin’s techniques have exceeded Deng Tong’s ability to understand. He thought he saw through her moves but instead fell into an unnoticed trap, thus losing."
After defeating Deng Tong, Liu Mengru slightly tiptoed onto a young hero’s celestial seat.
"Another young generation has become a heavenly pride, and this Nine Streams Conference’s youthful momentum is strong indeed."
An elder judge on the high platform sighed.
"It’s a good thing, talented people emerge in every age, each leading for centuries. Ultimately, the future belongs to the young. The Nine Streams Conference is inherently a competitive game among geniuses, and those who don’t advance among the youth naturally face elimination."
The Dominator Gun Saint spoke flatly.
"Indeed, this fall of the younger generation serves as a wake-up call; sitting in the heavenly pride seat is not easy."
The White Robed Swordsman nodded in agreement.
"Congratulations, Cousin Mengru."
Ling Chen cast a congratulatory look towards Liu Mengru, acknowledging her outstanding strength, deserving of the heavenly pride seat.
Meanwhile, heated discussions had long begun among the young crowd.
"Peerless Sword and Liu Mengru both advanced to become heavenly prides, genuinely unbeatable talents of the younger generation."
"Yes, and they’re still very young. Give them a few more years, and the Divine Marquis position will merely be within reach."
"In contrast, Ling Chen hasn’t made a move yet; is it due to a lack of confidence?"
At this moment, many eyes unconsciously fell upon Ling Chen, sparking a hint of doubt about this former Heavenly Sword Conference champion. Could it be that he has fallen behind in this fierce competition?
The murmurs reached Ling Chen, but his expression remained unchanged, as if the discussions weren’t about him.
Later, Sima Xiaoyao’s battle concluded. Despite having a small gap compared to Peerless Sword and Liu Mengru, he was unfortunate to face a powerful opponent and regretfully lost the fight, halting there.
The victor over Sima Xiaoyao was a heavenly pride from Sword Casting Villa named Beigong Lan, titled Destiny Swordsman, a renowned young prodigy.
"Destiny Swordsman lives up to the name; even as the previous heavenly prides lose their places, his performance stays steady. Even top-tier talents like Sima Xiaoyao from the younger generation can’t shake his position."
"Beigong Lan’s strength probably already challenges the Divine Marquis level; soon he’ll leave the Second Peak for the higher Divine Marquis Region."
After defeating Sima Xiaoyao, Beigong Lan quickly became the hottest name discussed in the heavenly pride area.
Beigong Lan himself, felt somewhat lofty, thinking how mere Peerless Sword, Liu Mengru, renowned young talents across the world, hadn’t met him yet. Otherwise, how could they attain heavenly pride positions?
"It’s time to act."
With challenges diminishing and the heavenly pride battle nearing its end, Ling Chen finally lifted his eyelids, a glimmer flashing in his eyes. In the next moment, he vanished from his spot, appearing in the arena.
His calm gaze fell on Beigong Lan, followed by a slight bowing of fists, "Spirit Moon Island Ling Chen, requesting Your Excellency’s guidance!"
"Hmm?"
Beigong Lan’s face showed surprise at his words, as everyone witnessed his defeat of Sima Xiaoyao. His strength certainly must have been seen by Ling Chen, undoubtedly first-rate among heavenly prides. Even so, this boy dared directly challenge him?
Truly bold.
A cold smile rose on Beigong Lan’s lips.
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