Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 312 - 0311 Ten Swords Bloom

Chapter 312: 0311 Ten Swords Bloom

On the challenge tournament of the Ten Owls, anyone who was challenged could decline the challenge, but they would automatically relinquish their position as one of the Ten Owls to the challenger.

Li Futu said nothing. He moved lightly on his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the battlefield.

He conveyed his intentions to Jian Wushuang through his actions.

"Good," Jian Wushuang flashed onto the battlefield.

Both men stood against the wind, Jian Wushuang holding his sword with one hand, his robe fluttering, resembling a sword deity of his generation.

His aura was tremendous, as if with a sword in hand, the world was under his control, a subtle sense of invincibility emanating from him.

Li Futu’s presence was ethereal, as he stood his ground like an ageless pine.

"Jian Wushuang."

"Li Futu."

The two performed a simple salute, then the battle commenced. In an instant, their figures vanished from sight.

Shasha shasha...

The sandy ground rustled under rapid footsteps, throwing clouds of dust backward where they settled back down.

Jian Wushuang wielded his longsword with one hand, agile as a crane spreading its wings, sword light twinkling, and in the blink of an eye, he had thrust out twelve swords.

Each strike produced a Sword Qi.

Twelves Sword Qis, each one taller and fiercer than the last, lined up in succession, a hundred times more terrifying than waves crashing against the shore.

Before anyone knew, Li Futu’s hand held a string of diamond beads. His eyes slightly narrowed, he made a wrapping motion.

The diamond beads, like a chain, suddenly entwined around the blade, trapping the Sword Qi and diminishing its power.

Zheng zheng zheng... the sounds of the sword clashing with the iron beads, the two fighters instantly closed in on each other, staring down their opponent.

The Sword Qi swirled within the diamond beads, constantly rotating, because Jian Wushuang’s arms continued to move, his wrists turning, the Sword Qi tumbling, trying to break free from the confinement.

The diamond beads in Li Futu’s hand followed the rotating Sword Qi, grinding it away. Li Futu’s intention was simple: nullify his opponent’s sword, and he would stand invincible.

Such a difficult weapon to handle.

Jian Wushuang thought, acknowledging his formidable opponent, "Thinking of tangling my sword? It won’t be that easy."

With a loud shout from Jian Wushuang, his sword instantly transformed from an indestructible straight blade into a boneless snake, bending on its own. Moreover, every time Jian Wushuang pulled hard, the sword would slip a little from the diamond beads.

It could not be confined!

Li Futu’s tactics gradually became ineffective, a look of surprise on his face. There were very few among the younger generation who could evade his diamond beads, even those ranked among the top few Owls had nearly succumbed to them.

Jian Wushuang snorted, his feet forcefully pushed off the ground, propelling his whole body into mid-air in an instant. Following this force, his sword finally escaped the entanglement of the diamond beads, and then, in mid-air, he swung his longsword several times.

A series of True Qi Swords, instantly formed.

"Merge!" Jian Wushuang murmured. As the independent flowers of Sword Qi, floating like snowflakes in mid-air, followed his command to ’merge’, they moved closer voluntarily and fused together.

A massive Sword Qi flower formed in the air.

Humming...

Although the huge Sword Qi flower had not yet fallen, its power had already manifested. The Martial Artists watching below all felt as if there was a bomb above their heads, about to explode at any moment, creating an oppressive silence that filled the air with a heavy atmosphere.

The move that Jian Wushuang executed, though seemingly complicated, was actually completed in an instant.

"How terrifying. It feels like if that thing falls, it could blast a huge crater into the ground," someone said in shock, clearly impressed by Jian Wushuang’s technique.

"No wonder he had the courage to bypass Zuonan and directly challenge the ninth-ranked position. His strength is probably not weaker than Zuonan’s," many realized through this move Jian Wushuang’s immense power and began making comparisons.

"So strong." Members of the Dragon group all changed color. If they were to face Jian Wushuang’s attack, how would they respond? The mere thought chilled them to the bone.

The other silent Martial Artists all wore solemn expressions, shocked by Jian Wushuang’s strength, and also pondering how Li Futu would handle it.

"Who will win?" Ye Zi, standing next to Ye Qiu, asked.

Ye Qiu was unsure himself, but judging from his previous encounters with Jian Wushuang, he must have been holding back his skills. At least, he hadn’t used this move against him before; otherwise, it would have taken a great effort to counter it.

"True Qi merging with Sword Qi, the sharpness doesn’t just double or increase tenfold. This giant Sword Qi flower could probably shave off a mountaintop," Ye Qiu said.

"His sword technique has evolved from simple moves to reality, pointing directly to the essence of Sword Dao itself. What a terrifying young talent," Meng Chong exclaimed. Even he would have to be cautious facing such an attack.

"Jian Wushuang is from the Southern Martial Arts community. If he defeats Li Futu, also from the South, that would indeed be interesting," Old Jin from the Northern Martial Arts community said with a laugh.

Chen Yifeng could not stand Old Jin’s sneer and responded indifferently, "That just shows that talents emerge in succession in our Southern Martial Arts community."

"Hehe, too bad that except for one, Feng Jian, the top five of the ten champions are all from our Northern Martial Arts community. If we were to talk about a breeding ground for heroes, the North fits better," Old Jin retorted immediately.

Chen Yifeng’s face slightly changed color, and after a pause, he said, "Old Jin, you’re right. But that was the last martial competition. This time, who among the North and South will occupy the top five positions is still undecided. You’re celebrating too early."

"Not too early. The young chap from the Huangfu family is untouchable. If your Southern Martial Arts community wants to claim the position of the top champion, you’ll at least have to overcome Luo Tie," Old Jin said lightly.

Old Jin’s words left Chen Yifeng without an immediate comeback. After all, only one from the Southern Martial Arts community was among the top five, and the North indeed had the upper hand. Even Chen Yifeng had to agree; the young man from the Huangfu family was indeed formidable, and Chen Yifeng wasn’t sure who could beat him.

As for who was ranked second, Luo Tie, there was hope that Chen Taiji from the Chen family and Wang Shuisheng from the Wang family might challenge him.

In Chen Yifeng’s heart, only these two had the strength to challenge the existence of the top five, but whether they could pull it off and replace them with someone from the Southern Martial Arts community remained uncertain.

Pop, pop...

Jian Wushuang activated the giant Sword Flower which fell like the setting sun towards Li Futu.

In an instant.

Li Futu felt the whole world fall into darkness as the giant Sword Flower above blocked the sunlight, emitting terrifying energy that made his heart skip a beat.

Li Futu’s heart was filled with apprehension, his face had remained calm and composed until now.

But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed.

"Ten Swords Bloom."

Jian Wushuang said indifferently. His voice spread throughout the venue, and at that moment, he was like the Sword God, exuding immense confidence as he watched Li Futu, who was about to be obliterated by his attack.

"The position of the ninth-ranked champion is mine!"

Jian Wushuang did not hide his ambition, a small smile appearing on his lips.