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"Is that so?"
Yang Potian Xu Xu rose into the air: "Then today, I must properly measure your capabilities!"
His hands suddenly came together in a prayer position, as a majestic True Qi Xu Xu outlined an eight-zhang-tall fierce and angry Buddha apparition behind him. The profound and heavy pressure spread like a stampede of ten thousand horses, sweeping over the entire area instantaneously.
Yang Tiansheng stood alone right in front of that Buddha apparition, like a solitary boat facing tempestuous waves!
"Subduing Demon Buddha Aspect?"
Zhang Xuansu stroked his beard and exclaimed in admiration, "Haven’t seen this move in over a hundred years, thought it was long lost!"
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Yang Ge also clicked his tongue and said softly, "Looks like this trip wasn’t in vain after all..."
He stared intently at the fierce Buddha apparition, his gaze sharpening!
At that moment, all the swordsmen present felt their swords at their waists tremble, but upon inspection, nothing seemed amiss. They dismissed it as an illusion and let it go.
However, the experience was entirely different for Yang Potian!
An inexplicable chill penetrated every pore of his body before he could react, and severe palpitations felt like an icy blade stabbing into his heart, bone-chilling cold and marrow-freezing dread, his heartbeat even seemed to pause for two seconds...
He was completely bewildered for a moment, but quickly regained his composure and scanned the entire Bright Summit nervously, to no avail.
The onlookers did not notice his abnormality, only feeling that the fearsome Buddha apparition...somehow became much calmer all of a sudden.
No, it even had the appearance of being modest and unassuming.
And the Sect Hierarch’s own gloomy face, which seemed as if it could wring out water, suddenly appeared much softer, his eyes notably clearer...
Of course, Yang Tiansheng, who was focused on squeezing out the last of his True Qi, did not notice the anomaly in Yang Potian.
Much of the pressure from that Buddha apparition was targeted at him.
Therefore, he dared not let Yang Potian strike first. Having just completed his power build-up, he leaped into the air with the eight precious swords, combining them into one!
"Rage of a Common Man!"
With a resounding roar, he swung his right arm towards the Buddha apparition, and instantly, a thirty-zhang-long Sword Qi, as clear as an autumn pool, illuminated the eyes of everyone present!
Ever since Yang Tiansheng’s family-tradition "Fiery Sun Divine Skill" reached minor success, he always fought with a sky filled with flaming clouds, and even later when his Sword Dao reached a higher level, the fiery aspect always overwhelmed the Sword Qi.
But this time, there was no semblance of raging flames within his Sword Qi, which was so pure it resembled that of a novice Swordsman who had just begun to understand the Sword Dao.
However, seeing this pure Sword Qi, Yang Ge and Zhang Xuansu both nodded in approval and simultaneously said, "Now that’s more like it..."
On the other side, Yang Potian braced himself and struck out with his palm, and the Buddha apparition behind him also weakly matched his move, confronting the Sword Qi with a palm.
"Boom."
The Buddha apparition’s hand was penetrated by the Sword Qi, and both Yang Tiansheng and Yang Potian were sent flying backwards.
Yang Ge glanced at Yang Tiansheng, who had stabilized himself in midair, then turned and walked towards the edge of the crowd: "I’m leaving!"
Zhang Xuansu looked at Yang Potian spitting blood and shook his head as he followed Yang Ge’s footsteps: "Came to see some excitement and you, lad, disrupted it..."
Yang Ge glanced at him and repeated, "That’s my brother!"
Zhang Xuansu glanced at him, smacked his lips, and said nothing more.
This kid’s protective nature truly had a bit of his old man’s flair from back in the day.
What a pity, though, those were stories from over a hundred years ago...
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