Chapter 158: Single Challenge Invitation, Sword Intent Crushes

Although they were allies, they knew Ji Wuming's temper.

Being publicly humiliated was more unbearable for Ji Wuming than being killed.

"You're courting death!"

Ji Wuming roared in anger, thrusting his sword at Zhou Chen.

Clang—

This sword strike was as fast as lightning, with a tricky angle, clearly intended for an instant kill.

The Sword Qi whistled, imbued with a trace of Slaughter Sword Intent, enough to blast an ordinary Saint Realm First Layer into a bloody mist.

However, the next moment, Ji Wuming's expression froze.

However, Zhou Chen didn't even turn his head, merely waving his hand.

Slap!

With a crisp sound, Ji Wuming was actually forced back three steps!

"What?!"

The few people present were all shocked.

Ji Wuming was a Saint Realm Seventh Layer cultivator, and also of Imperial Bloodline; how could he be casually forced back by an unknown individual?

"Impossible!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Ji Wuming's eyes, "Slaughter Sword Intent, Blood Stains the Sky!"

A crimson Sword Qi shot into the sky, carrying terrifying killing intent as it slashed towards Zhou Chen.

Only then did Zhou Chen turn around, smiling faintly.

"Slaughter Sword Intent, One Sword Splits the Heavens!"

It was also a Major Achievement Slaughter Sword Intent!

A golden sword glow flashed, and the crimson Sword Qi was instantly split in half.

Even more terrifying, the golden sword glow continued unabated, heading straight for Ji Wuming.

"Imperial Clan Secret Art, Manifest!"

Ji Wuming roared, and brilliant golden light erupted from his body; his aura instantly rose by one level.

Clang!

The golden sword glow struck his Magic Treasure, emitting a sound like metal clashing.

Although Ji Wuming blocked the sword, his entire body was shaken, his Qi and blood churning, and his face turned pale.

"Who exactly are you?"

He stared intently at Zhou Chen, his eyes filled with disbelief.

If the Xue Wuhen in front of him was just a Loose Cultivator, how could he possess such terrifying strength?

"I told you, my name is Xue Wuhen."

Zhou Chen said, his expression unchanged.

"Very good, you are arrogant. I hope you can withstand my next sword strike!"

Imperial Rank Low Grade Sword Art—Killing Underworld Scripture!

The longsword pierced the air, and the world changed color.

The terrifying Major Achievement Slaughter Sword Intent directly pierced Zhou Chen's heart.

Ji Wuming's eyes turned fierce; another failure was unacceptable to him. He had to suppress the person in front of him with overwhelming force, otherwise, he would never be able to hold his head high in front of other Imperial Clan Prodigies.

However, what made Ji Wuming even more terrified was that the Sword Intent Zhou Chen had just displayed was at least at the Major Achievement Realm, and yet his Sword Intent was still rising steadily.

Perfection Sword Intent!

This Xue Wuhen was actually at Perfection Slaughter Sword Intent!

"How is that possible?"

Bai Yuting and Ye Xuan also noticed the anomaly, looking at Zhou Chen with shock.

Just then, Zhou Chen slowly opened his eyes.

At that instant, countless sword shadows seemed to flash in his eyes, and even space trembled.

Ding—

With a soft sound, Zhou Chen secretly activated the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Art, and with just two fingers, he easily clamped Ji Wuming's sword tip.

Although his fingers were a bit numb, Zhou Chen remained perfectly calm.

"Is that all?"

Zhou Chen shook his head, "The Geniuses of the Sword Clan are nothing more than this."

Ji Wuming's eyes widened, and he desperately tried to pull back his longsword.

But no matter how hard he tried, the sword remained motionless, as if clamped by iron tongs.

"Impossible! You are only Saint Realm First Layer!"

He could clearly sense Zhou Chen's Realm; it definitely did not exceed Saint Realm First Layer.

But what was with this overwhelming power gap?

"Realm?"

Zhou Chen released the sword tip, and Ji Wuming rapidly retreated several feet.

"Strength is not equal to cultivation; don't you understand this principle?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Chen took the initiative to attack.

The chaos dao infant within him spun frantically, and the fourth layer of the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Art was fully activated.

He threw a punch!

This punch was not flashy; it was pure power suppression.

Ji Wuming's expression changed drastically, and he quickly raised his sword to block.

Clang—

The sound of metal clashing was deafening, and Ji Wuming was directly sent flying dozens of meters.

"How is this possible?"

Ji Wuming looked at Zhou Chen in disbelief. His strength was considered good within the Sword Clan, and with the Saint Rank Top Grade Dragon Pattern Sword crafted by the Artifact Refiners in his clan, he wasn't afraid of facing a Saint Rank Eighth Layer. Yet, he was sent flying by a single punch from Zhou Chen?

Ye Xuan and Bai Yuting were also completely shocked.

The power of that punch just now had completely surpassed the strength a Saint Realm First Layer could display.

This person not only had Perfection Sword Intent, but his body cultivation was also terrifying.

"This Xue Wuhen must have hidden his strength!"

Bai Yuting whispered, "His true combat power is probably not inferior to Wuming's!"

Zhou Chen did not give Ji Wuming a chance to catch his breath.

His figure flashed, instantly appearing in front of him.

Slaughter Sword Intent erupted!

Under the enhancement of Perfection Sword Intent, a terrifying sword glow formed.

"Blood Kill Slash!"

This was a Move name Zhou Chen came up with on the fly; it sounded very fitting for Xue Wuhen's persona.

The sword glow was as brilliant as a blood-red moon, slashing towards Ji Wuming with the might to destroy everything.

Ji Wuming's pupils contracted, and he quickly unleashed the Ji Family's strongest defensive sword art.

"Ten Thousand Swords Guarding the Spirit!"

Countless sword shadows condensed in front of him, forming an impenetrable sword wall.

However, as Zhou Chen's sword glow swept past, the sword wall instantly shattered.

Pfft—

The sword glow flashed across Ji Wuming's chest, leaving a shallow bloody mark.

"You lost."

Zhou Chen stood with his sword sheathed, his expression as calm as still water.

Ji Wuming looked down at the wound on his chest, his face ashen.

Although his injury was not severe, for Ji Wuming, this kind of humiliation was more unbearable than being killed.

He had actually lost to the 'Xue Wuhen' in front of him in the Dao of the Sword!

"I… I actually lost?"

He couldn't accept this fact.

A dignified Sword Clan Prodigy, defeated by an ant?

And it was a direct confrontation, without any tricks.

"Trash is trash."

Zhou Chen said coldly, "Relying on your Family background to think you're invincible; with that mindset, you'll never become a true powerhouse."

Ji Wuming's expression flickered between dark and light; he wanted to use his trump card.

But just then, Zhou Chen suddenly looked up into the distance.

"Time's up. I have things to do. Next time we meet, I hope you've made some progress."

As his voice fell, his figure flashed and disappeared into the ruins. Not even the King of Heaven could stop Zhou Chen's grand plan of stealing Opportunities.

"Chase!"

Ji Wuming roared, about to give chase.

But Ye Xuan suddenly pulled him back.

"Wuming, don't chase!"

His face was solemn: "Didn't you notice? His calm demeanor just now indicates that he seems to have more trump cards."

"Moreover, with the strength he just displayed, a real fight wouldn't end quickly. We should hurry and look for the Imperial Path Luck instead."

Ji Wuming was stunned, then he reacted.

Indeed, although Xue Wuhen's sword just now couldn't kill him, he had suffered a minor loss.

But seeing the other party's composed look, he clearly had powerful hidden Moves.

What did this mean?

It meant that the other person didn't take him seriously at all!

He could fight when he wanted and leave when he wanted!

"Damn Xue Wuhen!"

Ji Wuming gritted his teeth, but he also knew that chasing now would be futile.