“We’ll find out soon enough. Both have kept their winning streaks so far. If this ends in a draw, both streaks will break. If one wins, the other’s record is gone.”
“Jian Wuji has the edge. He’s just too strong.”
“Not necessarily. Ling Xiao might still have some tricks up his sleeve.”
The audience was always the most excited, their hearts racing despite the calm of the fighters on stage, as if they themselves were competing.
At the Heavenly Dragon Academy, the acting leader glanced coldly at Po Qianjun: “You useless fool, watch how Jian Wuji defeats that Ling Xiao.”
“I doubt it.”
Po Qianjun, having faced Jian Wuji and lost, felt far less pressure from him than from Ling Xiao.
He didn’t believe Jian Wuji could beat Ling Xiao.
Jian Wuji slowly drew his treasured sword, looking at Ling Xiao calmly: “I’ve waited a long time for this. I once thought you were insignificant, so I didn’t bother fighting you at the Sword King Sect.
Now, I’ll make you understand that no matter how much a nobody tries, they can never surpass a genius!”
Ling Xiao yawned, smiling: “Back at the Sword King Sect, you escaped a fight with me. Today, you’ll be the first Prince to fall! All your glory will be my stepping stone!”
“Big words! Do you know my cultivation has reached the Breakthrough Stage of Heavenly Vein Warrior, with over ninety percent Heavenly Essence Force and fifty percent Sword Intent? What can you compare with me?”
Jian Wuji was unmoved by Ling Xiao’s words.
“Over ninety percent Heavenly Essence Force? Breakthrough Stage Heavenly Vein Warrior? And Sword Intent honed to fifty percent? Jian Wuji’s strength is completely different from last time. He could rival the Holy Son!”
“Terrifying. Truly worthy of the Six Princes. How could Ling Xiao possibly match him? Jian Wuji’s been hiding his strength.”
For Mortal Realm warriors, each additional fraction of Heavenly Essence Force meant greater power.
Condensing even ten percent Heavenly Essence Force at the Heavenly Vein Warrior stage was incredibly difficult.
Jian Wuji, with ninety percent, was a crushing force among Mortal Realm warriors, even capable of challenging ordinary Heavenly Human Realm warriors at the First Line Heaven stage.
“Ninety percent Heavenly Essence Force! Jian Wuji hid it well.”
Qin Bixue from the Blood Blade Sect smirked coldly. He thought he was the only one with such condensed Heavenly Essence Force, planning to use it to crush the Six Princes.
He hadn’t expected Jian Wuji to reach this level too.
It seemed none of the Six Princes were easy to underestimate.
Mo Wushang glanced coldly at Ling Xiao: “Facing Jian Wuji, if he surrenders, he might save face and keep fighting. But he doesn’t seem inclined to give up. Utterly foolish!”
“Is that Ling Xiao?”
Bai Qianjiao lightly lifted her hair, observing closely with a smile: “Mo Wushang, your hatred’s blinding you. It was he who killed Ya Qianxue, wasn’t it? Others may not know, but I do. Ya Qianxue was your prized pupil, taught everything by you. This man killed him, and you hate him to the core, so your judgement’s clouded.”
“What do you mean? You think he can beat Jian Wuji?”
Mo Wushang frowned.
Having his thoughts exposed, he was annoyed, but Bai Qianjiao spoke the truth, and he had no rebuttal.
“I don’t know.”
Bai Qianjiao shook her head: “So far, I’m unclear on Ling Xiao’s true strength, so it’s too early to say who’ll win.”
“Hmph, I bet he’ll lose without a doubt!”
Mo Wushang’s demonic eye flickered with hatred.
On the other side, Feng Yaorao smiled at the Holy Son: “Aren’t you going to stop Jian Wuji? If Ling Xiao loses, your fight with him becomes meaningless.”
“Hmph, if he can’t even beat Jian Wuji, he’s unworthy to face me. Among you all, only Mo Wushang poses a threat. I’ll remind him to surrender when the time comes.”
The Holy Son snorted, looking at Group Two’s stage.
On the stage, Ling Xiao calmly faced Jian Wuji: “Your words mean nothing. Only battle reveals who’s stronger. Besides, cultivation doesn’t equal strength. Having that level of cultivation still requires knowing how to use it.”
“Hmph, with my Heavenly Essence Force alone, I can crush you. Why bother with application?”
Jian Wuji snorted, rejecting Ling Xiao’s assessment.
Swoosh!
His sword flashed, its tip aimed at Ling Xiao, with astonishing Sword Intent blazing brilliantly under the surge of terrifying Heavenly Essence Force.
Behind him, a shadowy Sword King appeared.
“Not bad, not bad. You’ve reached the seventh layer. Calling you a genius isn’t wrong.”
Ling Xiao sighed: “No wonder Sister Lan couldn’t beat you. Her level’s still too low.”
“Less talk, draw your sword! Don’t make excuses when you lose!”
Jian Wuji didn’t attack immediately, roaring at Ling Xiao.
“No need to draw my sword against you. You’re strong, but you’ve missed the best chance to defeat me!”
Ling Xiao shook his head lightly: “Come on, I hope your efforts won’t disappoint me.”
As a Heavenly Human Realm warrior, even without using that realm’s power, he had its insight and strength.
His dismissal of Jian Wuji wasn’t arrogance; it was fact.
“This Ling Xiao’s too cocky. Facing Jian Wuji and acting so smug!”
“Yeah, not drawing his sword? He’s just asking to lose.”
“He’s probably making excuses for defeat. Sword or no sword, the outcome’s the same.”
The Heavenly King Sect disciples berated Ling Xiao.
His reputation among them was abysmal, with few, if any, liking him.
“You’re courting death!”
Jian Wuji’s anger flared.
A grand Sixth Prince of the Holy Dynasty, when had he ever been so disrespected? His opponent refused to even draw a sword!
Fine, he’d end this with one strike.
“Sword King Canon: Sword Qi Soars!”
On his blade, Heavenly Essence Force condensed to its peak. Jian Wuji struck suddenly.
A brilliant sword qi shot forth, crossing over ten metres in an instant, arriving at Ling Xiao’s chest.
