Chapter 225: Chapter 224: One Sword
Yann Chuxue froze for a moment, her beautiful eyes drawn to the scene.
A man stood atop a distant pavilion.
The man’s eyes were fixed on Wen Tongyu. Holding a sword in his left hand, he descended from the sky, his steps elegant and unhurried.
"Hahahaha!"
Guann Xuan rose to his feet, laughing heartily.
Everyone was bewildered, looking at Guann Xuan with confused eyes.
"Brother, you’re here!"
Guann Xuan said in a clear voice, smiling at Wen Qingye.
Everyone was startled. ’This person actually knows Guann Xuan? Who is he?’
The most surprised were the people of the Celestial Martial Country. They finally understood that the close friend Guann Xuan had mentioned was him—Wen Qingye!
Shu Nan had a realization. "So, the reason Guann Xuan was willing to protect us back then was because of Wen Qingye."
Cheng Yu nodded and sighed. "I never would have thought Wen Qingye knew someone like Guann Xuan."
Yann Xiangyang watched Wen Qingye walk toward them against the wind, a complex look in his eyes.
Wen Qingye nodded at Guann Xuan. Before Wen Qingye could speak, Zhou Yuling glanced at him and said coldly, "What, you want to step in?"
Wen Qingye nodded casually. "Sure. Give me the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."
Zhou Yuling looked at Wen Qingye with her beautiful eyes and nodded. "Fine. I’ll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."
With that, Zhou Yuling took a few steps back.
After seeing Zhou Yuling retreat, Wen Qingye turned to Wen Tongyu.
"Wen Tongyu! Let’s do this!"
Hearing Wen Qingye’s words, the crowd followed his gaze. When Wen Tongyu saw all eyes on him, he threw his head back and laughed.
"Good. Very good."
Wen Tongyu walked out from among the people of the Celestial Martial Country, his eyes locked on Wen Qingye.
"Two people at the Refining Spirit Fifth Layer Heaven? What kind of match is this?"
"Is this a joke? How ridiculous. It’s just infighting."
"Utterly pointless. How boring."
The crowd shook their heads at the scene unfolding before them.
.......
The people of the Celestial Martial Country stared unblinkingly at the Water Curtain before them, feeling as if they had forgotten how to breathe.
This battle!
It was finally beginning!
Wen Tongyu drew his sword. Looking at Wen Qingye, he laughed wildly. "Hahaha, Wen Qingye, you think you’re worthy of being my opponent? Today, I’ll teach you the immensity of heaven and earth!"
The immensity of heaven and earth? Wen Tongyu’s words continued to echo...
A fierce glint flashed in Wen Tongyu’s eyes. ’Wen Qingye, as long as I’m around, you will never surpass me. I am the insurmountable mountain in your life. Now, let me completely shatter your confidence under the gazes of these thousands upon thousands of people.’
Wen Qingye smiled faintly, his calm eyes watching the incomparably arrogant Wen Tongyu.
"Hah!"
Wen Tongyu roared. The sword in his hand erupted with a stunning purple light. The blade trembled rhythmically three times, sending out three layers of purple ripples. Each layer built upon the last, the Primordial Qi growing stronger with each wave as it surged toward Wen Qingye like a tidal wave.
A purple Sword Aura shot toward Wen Qingye, the ripples cutting through the air to arrive directly in front of him.
Wen Qingye pointed a finger. A black light flashed past, swift as lightning and wind, shattering the ripple with a single touch.
HISS!
Another purple Sword Aura surged madly toward Wen Qingye. He extended his hand, caught the purple Sword Aura directly, and then crushed it in his grip, turning the Sword Aura to ash.
At this moment, the crowd finally began to take the match seriously. ’He can catch a Sword Aura with his bare hands? His strength is definitely not as simple as it appears.’
Wen Tongyu watched Wen Qingye with indifference, as if completely unconcerned. He sneered, "Purple Sun Third Layer!"
The third layer, an almost formless and shadowless wave of Sword Aura, surged forward like a mountain flash flood...
The purple light flared, and for an instant, a violet splendor filled everyone’s vision.
In that moment, on the garden platform, in the pavilions, and all around, everyone from the Sixteen Countries showed a trace of surprise.
"The Third Layer of the Purple Sun Sword Technique! This Wen Tongyu is no simple character."
"The Purple Sun Third Layer! Legend says it’s the strongest move of the Eighth-Grade Sword Technique, the Purple Sun Sword Technique. Its power is comparable to the Peak of Ninth-Grade!"
"But wasn’t it said that no one in the Celestial Martial Country has been able to master it for several hundred years?"
Wen Tongyu’s use of the Purple Sun Triple made many in the crowd retract their disdainful looks, their brows beginning to furrow in concentration.
Wen Qingye’s eyes were as calm as still water, reflecting the purple light. He suddenly drew his own sword. The One Thought Sword emitted a dazzling radiance that pulsed under a ray of sunlight, a heart-stirring sight.
SWOOSH!
The crowd only saw Wen Qingye swing the sword in his hand as a cold glint erupted from the Sword Body.
Wen Qingye himself didn’t move an inch, but the blade, pulsing with sword light, suddenly expanded, transforming into a sky-shattering Sword Aura that shot out with the speed of lightning.
It was a casual swing, yet it carried a profound, mystical charm. Unrestrained and natural, a faint smile played on his lips as strands of hair at his temples fluttered in the wind.
Wen Tongyu and Wen Qingye were complete opposites. Wen Qingye radiated a sky-high confidence from head to toe.
Just as the sky-shattering Sword Aura was about to reach Wen Tongyu, it erupted with astonishing power! It blasted forth with a heaven-shaking roar, scattering the very clouds in the nine heavens above.
A look of absolute terror appeared in Wen Tongyu’s eyes!
The smile hadn’t even faded from Wen Tongyu’s face. In that instant, all he could do was instinctively retreat, scrambling back frantically.
Everyone present shot to their feet, their backs ramrod straight, their eyes glued to that Sword Aura.
CLANG!
The furious shriek of metal rang out, reverberating in everyone’s ears.
Wen Tongyu felt as if his entire body had been struck by a mountain. A world-shaking force slammed into his sword, surged up the blade, and into his arm. The arm holding the sword trembled violently.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Wen Tongyu’s body, like a piece of paper, plummeted to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust and debris. A massive crater appeared in the earth.
Strong!
So strong!
Too powerful!
One sword strike!
From start to finish, Wen Qingye had only used a single sword strike!
The entire process took place in the blink of an eye. The crowd’s attitude had shifted from disdain to gravity, and finally to utter shock, all in the instant it took for the battle to end.
Everyone present had only one thought: This Wen Qingye is strong!
Wen Tongyu, the man everyone acknowledged as the "strongest genius" of the Celestial Martial Country, had been defeated!
Yann Xiangyang watched Wen Qingye stand proudly against the wind, sword in hand. His heart was a mix of complex emotions, and he was overwhelmed with feeling. His Heart Spirit faltered as he couldn’t help but recall those words from before: ’Does a true king really need to prove himself?’
Wen Qingye had never said a word, had never spoken with boundless arrogance to anyone, but this one sword strike was proof enough of everything.
He used only one sword strike!
To show everyone who the true king was!
Who the true genius was!
Before the Water Curtain, the people of the Celestial Martial Country were still in a state of shock. The brief battle had ended before they could even process it.
’It’s over?’
’It’s over just like that?’
The people of the Celestial Martial Country were even more astonished than those from the other countries, because the victor was Wen Qingye!
Initially, everyone had only known of Phoenix City’s Wen Tongyu, a prodigy of astonishing talent. But Wen Qingye was like a comet, suddenly blazing to life before their very eyes.
His brilliant light shone so brightly it stung their eyes. Only at this moment did the people of the Celestial Martial Country realize that he, Wen Qingye, was the true, most dazzling star.
The Crown Prince, Ling Qi, sucked in a sharp breath. "Wen Tongyu just... lost? Just like that?"
Liu Ying’s expression was frozen, clearly still not having recovered from the shock.
Ling Yao also stood up. Staring at the Water Curtain, he murmured, "This Wen Family is incredible. Not only do they have a genius like Wen Tongyu, but they have another, even more stunning genius."
Wen Xu stood there dumbfounded, his face now ashen white, completely drained of color.
