Chapter 1081: Chapter 409: Victory Without a Move
The continuous clashing of metal resonated, constantly shaking people’s eardrums.
The duel between Chu Xisheng and Wan Jiansheng was extremely monotonous and tedious, with one standing still, while the other repeatedly hammered like forging iron.
However, the crowd was forced to retreat farther and farther, with some people even having their eardrums shattered.
Don’t be fooled by the seemingly brief duration of their clash, yet less than three quarters of an hour.
Nevertheless, Wan Jiansheng, with one breath, could unleash nearly six hundred slashes, and after revealing his form with three heads and six arms, his slashing speed doubled, surpassing thirteen hundred hacks!
One moment, totaling around three hundred breaths, surpassed thirty thousand slashes in total!
Among the crowd, even those with cultivation as strong as Fourth Grade masters, could not withstand the impact of the clashing sound on their thoughts.
This was essentially the residual martial intent of the two’s divine thoughts, and even the dispersed fragments were enough to shatter an ordinary person’s soul.
To Chu Xisheng’s left and right, a large number of sword energy fragments began to appear, cutting deep sword marks into the ground, stirring up a mass of dust.
Yet the land behind Chu Xisheng remained unharmed.
He stood as a timeless, unyielding rock, stubbornly blocking Wan Jiansheng’s torrent.
He was extremely stubborn, unmoved, seemingly able to exist until the world’s end, impervious to harm, wear-resistant across generations.
Chu Xisheng looked at Wan Jiansheng with cold eyes: "Is this what you said would not disappoint me? But this half-human, half-ghost form is just that. Anything else? Show me all your skills."
Overhead, watching the battle, Ye Zhiqiu’s lips twitched.
She felt that Chu Xisheng was just asking for it.
It was as if he was saying to others, come hit me, come hit me if you can—
Wan Jiansheng’s pupils dilated with rage, his eyes about to burst.
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
His power was still growing.
The Demigod Body allowed him to endure more enhancements, his sword power had increased by thirty percent compared to before.
He had also unleashed six hundred and seventy thousand slashes!
This had already exceeded his usual training limit by four-fold!
Yet even so, he couldn’t break through Chu Xisheng’s Domineering Body.
He still couldn’t force this guy to draw his blade!
Wan Jiansheng continued his frenzied slashing, yet failed to notice the fine lines of blood beginning to seep from the seven apertures of his nose and mouth.
This Demigod Body was something he should not have used at this stage.
And the continued enhancement from the ’Unyielding Great Method’ only multiplied his pressure.
Seeing this, Chu Xisheng felt a pang of empathy.
In the past, he had been like this too.
Each time he used ’Divine Sorrow’ and ’Burial Sky’ to push his combat limits, leaving himself severely injured.
So he decisively took the Police Pool of Blood’s bait and cultivated the Nine Refinements of Extreme Essence Purple Gold Body.
Initially thinking that any slight enhancement to his body would be beneficial.
Chu Xisheng never imagined he could develop the Domineering Body to its current extent.
In the next moment, Chu Xisheng’s lips curved slightly.
"So this is your limit? Then this battle can end here."
Clank!
Wan Jiansheng’s body abruptly slid back, a large mist of blood burst from one of his arms, and a streak of crimson blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
His expression was exceptionally gloomy.
It was the Extreme Essence!
Chu Xisheng finally used the power of ’Nine Refinements of Extreme Essence Purple Gold Body’ to reflect his strongest slash back.
To his shock and fury, at this moment, Chu Xisheng pressed his hand on his blade, stepping forward!
Not only had he failed to break Chu Xisheng’s Protective Gang Power, but Chu Xisheng was advancing against his sword force!
Boom!
Wan Jiansheng’s sanity completely collapsed, infinite humiliation devoured his consciousness with rage.
"Die!"
With reckless abandon, Wan Jiansheng unleashed countless blood-red flames, forcing the True Yuan within himself to slash through this damned Eternal Wall and kill this damned rascal.
Yet at this moment, Chu Xisheng took another step forward.
Behind him, the giant beast with a dragon head and jackal body, clutching a battle blade in its mouth, suddenly emitted a low hum like the ringing of a sword.
"Vengeance!"
The ’Taotie’ beast behind Wan Jiansheng suddenly shattered.
His ears also burst, spraying a large amount of blood plasma!
Unconsciously, he fell half-kneeling on the ground.
At this time, Wan Jiansheng was horrified to find that forcibly using the Demigod Body and relentless slashing for over four quarters of an hour had exhausted his Primordial Spirit Power to its limit, leaving it riddled with holes.
His face turned deathly pale, struggling in vain, unable to move.
Wan Jiansheng’s every ounce of resistance in his Primordial Spirit, all his hatred and hostility, were converted into Chu Xisheng’s power to suppress his Primordial Spirit!
Chu Xisheng, on the other hand, remained calm and nonchalant, like taking a stroll in his backyard, sauntering up to the once-proud God Demon Saber Lord high above.
"Enough!"
Just as Chu Xisheng was about to speak, a voice echoed from high above.
Mo Liu Sword Lord Zhuang Yan closed his eyes, his expression bleakly defeated: "You win! This battle ends here."