“Frigid Sword Intent, Chen Yan’s actually comprehended sword intent!” Someone gasped, sword intent was a martial will of swordsmanship, vastly amplifying one’s inherent power, a feat only monstrous talents could achieve.
“He’s using the Chen family’s core Earth Tier Low-Level technique, Heaven-Scorching Blaze, this move carries a burning-like attribute, paired with the frigid sword intent, ice and fire converging, this strike’s absolutely terrifying.”
“Lin Xiao’s in danger now!”
The crowd’s hearts raced, Chen Yan’s technique was visibly stronger than before.
With its attribute-like power and his frigid sword intent stacking together, its might surged far beyond a mere increment.
“Then let’s see whose martial intent prevails!” Opposite Chen Yan, Lin Xiao’s hair whipped in the gust of his opponent’s aura, he gripped the staff with both hands, pointing it skyward, a long black arc streaked upward as if to tear the void, spreading high, a transparent barrier formed around it, an uncontrollably wild aura roaring outward.
“That’s… Berserk Martial Intent!” Zhou Moyi exclaimed, even he hadn’t grasped martial intent.
Among the empire’s powerhouses, few elders had mastered it, yet two youths now wielded it—since when had martial intent become so attainable?
“What, Lin Xiao’s comprehended martial intent too?” The crowd reeled again.
Just then, Chen Yan’s sword arc swung into motion.
“Die, Heaven-Scorching Blaze, Nothing Unburned!” With a thunderous shout, the towering sword arc slashed down, like a collapsing mountain, icy and fiery auras flooding the scene, chilling hearts.
“Mountain-Collapsing Staff Record, Earth Splitter!”
A booming cry erupted from Lin Xiao, this strike was a stronger move he’d gleaned from the Mountain-Collapsing Staff Record, though ranked Earth Tier Low-Level, this second blow exceeded that grade, infused with berserk martial intent, making it even more fearsome.
The black staff arc solidified, its unstoppable force crashed down, the void trembling, the earth seeming to fracture, the terrifying blow met its match head-on.
“Rumble!”
A earth-shaking blast resounded, the plaza quaked, the fearsome sword and staff arcs clashed, unleashing a sea-like surge of energy, the devastating shockwaves roared outward, forcing nearby experts to muster strength again to block the fallout.
Boom!
In the final clash of the long arcs, Lin Xiao’s staff arc prevailed, its force collapsing towards Chen Yan, a wild blast slamming into him.
“Pfft!” His boiling elemental qi couldn’t withstand it, Chen Yan spat blood, flying back like a snapped kite.
Lin Xiao stood firm, hair wild, unmoved.
“What, Chen Yan lost?”
The crowd gaped, stunned—Chen Yan, near the top of the imperial capital’s four young prodigies, wielding martial intent and a core Chen family technique, defeated by a sudden youth?
At his own wedding, no less!
The shock left them reeling.
The Feng and Chen families’ eyes reddened, Feng Lanyue summoned elemental qi to shield against the aftermath, her delicate frame trembling violently.
She couldn’t fathom that the boy she’d once dismissed had grown to this level.
“He actually beat Chen Yan?” Feng Youyu’s face showed disbelief, her emotions a tangled mess.
“Swish!” As the blast faded and Chen Yan neared the ground, Lin Xiao touched his storage ring, stowing the black staff, his body blurred, leaving an afterimage, charging at Chen Yan.
“Courting death!” Chen Wendao’s brows furrowed, icy killing intent surging.
But Lin Xiao, staff stowed, moved too fast, reaching Chen Yan, his fist hammering down.
“Roar!” At the critical moment, a beastly bellow erupted, a faint mysterious light flared from Chen Yan’s dantian, an icy giant bird anomaly materialised behind him, a peerless chill spreading.
Everyone knew Chen Yan, cornered, had unleashed his Mysterious Tier Low-Level anomaly—his true peak power.
Rushed and swordless, he couldn’t pair it with his strongest technique, forced to fist-fight, its might paling compared to a full anomaly-enhanced strike.
“Chaos Reversal, Berserk Force!” Facing Chen Yan’s anomaly-powered fist, Lin Xiao muttered inwardly, his fist imbued with berserk martial intent, a terrifying blow smashing against Chen Yan’s.
The Chaos Reversal Three Forms, a Heaven Tier technique, fused with berserk intent, unleashed at Lin Xiao’s full strength, its power was staggering.
Bang!
A resounding clash, Lin Xiao’s fist shattered Chen Yan’s, slamming into his chest.
“Pfft!” Blood sprayed wildly, Chen Yan’s body flew back again, landing before Feng Lanyue.
The crowd gasped anew—Chen Yan was utterly defeated.
“You beast, you’re dead!” Chen Wendao roared in fury, about to strike, when Lin Xiao’s booming shout cut through, “What, the young fail, so the old step in?”
“Family Head, no need for you!” A furious voice rose from Chen Yan, he staggered up, wiping blood from his mouth, his aura surging again.
“He can still recover?” Lin Xiao blinked, stunned, after two such blows, Chen Yan was clearly badly hurt, yet he regained strength this fast—his recovery was uncanny.
“Some skill indeed!” Lin Xiao grew wary, elemental force stirring within.
“Yan’er, don’t use that secret art!” Chen Wendao’s brows creased, he warned sharply.
“Hmph, if I don’t kill him myself, this grudge festers!” Chen Yan gritted his teeth, glaring at Lin Xiao, “You forced me to this!”
A fearsome aura erupted from him, climbing steadily.
Lin Xiao and the crowd flinched—Chen Yan still had fight left, and a stronger trump card?
But then, Feng Lanyue patted his shoulder, “Brother Chen Yan, let me handle him, no need to go that far!”
Glancing at her, reluctance flashed across his face, but he nodded, teeth clenched, “Fine!”
