Chapter 3823: Nine Consecutive Slashes of Heavenly Dao

“Oh my heavens, Young Master Dongfang is actually using his sword! This is the first time I've seen him use a sword in so many years…”, “Indeed, it's said that Tiandao Sect's Heavenly Dao Sword Technique is unparalleled. For Mei'er to push Young Master Dongfang to this extent, she can consider herself victorious even in defeat…”, “It's over. With Young Master Dongfang drawing his sword, Mei'er is sure to lose…”,

Most of the spectators present were cultivators, and they were very familiar with Dongfang Daoyuan. In previous Hundred Strong Contests, he had always fought bare-handed, never using a weapon.

Today, he actually took the initiative to draw his sword, showing the immense pressure he was under.

Even so, most people still didn't believe Mei'er could win.

After all, Tiandao Sect's golden reputation was there, and Dongfang Daoyuan was the belief in countless people's hearts.

In the Middle Heaven Region, Tiandao Sect's Heavenly Dao Sword Technique was a legendary existence, hailed as the number one sword technique, yet very few had actually seen it.

Today, seeing Dongfang Daoyuan draw his sword, countless people cheered.

In fact, it was true; the Heavenly Dao Sword Technique was indeed extraordinary. Sword light flashed, and streaks of sharp sword energy instantly submerged the entire arena.

In everyone's minds, once a weapon was used, victory was assured, and Dongfang Daoyuan felt the same.

Although he used an Immortal Sword and his opponent was bare-handed, it seemed a bit unfair, but there was nothing he could do. He had already warned her, and it was her choice not to use a weapon.

But then, he was astonished to discover that under Mei'er's explosive fist technique, his sword technique still couldn't gain any advantage.

Although his strength had greatly increased after using the Immortal Sword, his opponent's strength had also increased.

“How is this possible? Did she also hold back before and not use her full strength?”

Dongfang Daoyuan was filled with shock. For so many years, he had been the one holding back against others. This was the first time he had encountered someone else holding back against him.

No matter how shocked he was internally, the facts were before his eyes. Even with the Heavenly Dao Sword Technique, he still couldn't gain any upper hand.

Everyone present was filled with disbelief. Before this, no one had expected the match to reach such a level.

Even Wu Huo Daojun on the viewing platform was the same. He had originally thought that Dongfang Daoyuan would win the championship without any suspense or difficulty. Now, he realized he had thought too simply before.

“It seems I have to use my trump card!”

Dongfang Daoyuan's expression was unprecedentedly solemn. He soared into the air, and the Immortal Sword in his hand erupted with golden light.

“Heavenly Dao Nine Consecutive Slashes!”

With a loud shout, the Immortal Sword in his hand unleashed a sword energy tens of feet long, cutting down from the sky.

Although Mei'er felt the extraordinary power of this sword, she still didn't retreat, raising her hand and unleashing a punch.

Fist and sword met, and the violent fist wind tore the sword energy to shreds.

“Second Slash!”

Dongfang Daoyuan did not retreat. He stepped on the Void Realm, and then the second sword slashed down.

The Tiandao Sect's Nine Consecutive Slashes was not just a sword technique, but also a Cultivation Technique, capable of overdrawing Immortal Essence to enhance one's current strength.

In this situation, his Aura had increased by a full ten percent compared to before, and the sword energy he unleashed became even sharper.

Although his strength only increased by ten percent, if it were an ordinary opponent, in an evenly matched situation, it would be enough to repel them with a single sword.

It was a pity he encountered Mei'er, who had been hiding her strength all along.

Facing the sword energy before her, she did not retreat, but unleashed another punch.

The fist wind was fierce and easily parried the sword.

“Third Slash…”

“Fourth Slash…”

“Fifth Slash…”

Dongfang Daoyuan roared like thunder, carrying endless Aura. Each sword was stronger than the last, and even the incredibly sturdy Immortal Artifact arena was left with sword marks.

But the result was still the same. No matter how much he improved, it had no effect whatsoever. Mei'er, with just her two fists, parried sword after sword.

“Ninth Slash!”

With the Heavenly Dao Nine Consecutive Slashes reaching its final sword, Dongfang Daoyuan's Qi surged, immensely powerful, having clearly reached the Half-step Immortal Venerable Realm.

At the same time, the cost of using the Nine Consecutive Slashes was also extremely high. His Immortal Essence was burned to exhaustion, making it an all-or-nothing sword.

In Dongfang Daoyuan's opinion, although his sword was still not comparable to an Immortal Venerable level expert, it was already close, and his opponent could not possibly parry it.

Everyone present felt the same. The pressure of this sword was simply too strong, even surpassing the Immortal Lord level.

Some people even began to worry about Mei'er. At this point, the best option was to quickly surrender, otherwise, a single sword strike might endanger her life.

Even Elder Chixia on the viewing platform felt a hint of worry. Could this girl really parry this sword?

Mei'er, however, showed no fear. Instead, a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes.

If it were before, facing the Heavenly Dao Nine Consecutive Slashes, she could only surrender, but now it was different. How could a true Immortal Venerable care about a Half-step Immortal Venerable?

“Break for me!”

With a loud shout, her red hair flew, and her Aura was monstrous, like a goddess of war descending from the Nine Heavens. She punched towards the sword energy.

To everyone's astonished gazes, the sword energy and fist wind collided, creating an earth-shattering roar, and the arena trembled.

The sword light dissipated, and a figure flew backward, crashing heavily below the arena. It was Dongfang Daoyuan.

The Heavenly Dao Nine Consecutive Slashes had immense power, but its consumption was also extremely astonishing. Now, his Immortal Essence was completely drained. How could he have any strength left to fight? He was directly swept off the arena by the violent Qi.

Looking at Mei'er, she stood motionless on the stage, with no other change except her clothes fluttering.

The arena was silent, remaining so for a long time.

Before this, no one dared to imagine that Dongfang Daoyuan, hailed as the number one under a thousand years old, would lose, and to a Disciple from an unknown School.

Even Wu Huo Daojun, who had always sat steadily on the stage, was the same. He had never thought that a Disciple from his School would lose.

From the moment the Hundred Schools Contest began, he believed that the championship position would undoubtedly belong to Tiandao Sect.

The result, however, was completely different from what he had expected. Dongfang Daoyuan stopped here.

The opponent's strength was too great. In other words, this was still a lucky outcome. If he had met Mei'er from the very beginning, Dongfang Daoyuan would probably have lost as well.

After a brief silence, he sighed inwardly, but a loss was a loss. There was nothing to complain about; it could only be said that his skill was inferior.

“Alright, I announce that Lingyun Sword Sect's Mei'er wins this match!”

Wu Huo Daojun's final decision also woke up everyone present.

“Oh my heavens, Dongfang Daoyuan actually lost…”, “I don't believe it, how is this possible? Isn't he the number one under a thousand years old? How could he lose?”, “That Ye actually predicted it. Dongfang Daoyuan really lost, and he and Aoyue Fairy will have another battle…”,

People discussed animatedly, venting their shock and emotion.

The Lingyun Sword Sect's Disciple becoming the biggest dark horse in the competition had exceeded everyone's expectations, even defeating the highly favored Dongfang Daoyuan. However, these people then became incredibly excited. The unexpected and unpredictable were the charm of the competition. If everything was calm and uneventful, what would be the point?