Chapter 2711 - 552_5
According to the categorization of Golden Core Stage, his physical strength should be close to the level of Transcendent Ten Abnormal Phenomena Golden Core Perfect Completion.
This is already incredibly terrifying.
After all, the physical strength at the Golden Core Stage is much harder to cultivate than spells.
He couldn’t believe that the person opposite — not a disciple of a Great Teaching, not even of a sect — could have physical strength that could compare with his own!
To cultivate one’s physical body, one firstly needs top-level Body Refining Divine Technique, which is even rarer than those top cultivation techniques.
Besides that, a large amount of materials is needed.
A loose cultivator would find it difficult to have so many materials; if one truly had access to many resources, they wouldn’t be used for shaping the physical body.
Furthermore, because he has been refining his body continuously, he knows how challenging it is to cultivate the physical body. Even with his talent, his physical strength has not yet reached the level of Transcendent Ten Abnormal Phenomena Golden Core Perfect Completion, let alone a loose cultivator!
His physical body is strong, and his sword technique is a legacy from their Return to Heaven Sect’s Vice Sect Hierarch, an existence at the True Immortal Realm.
That existence, long before ten thousand years ago, no longer took disciples, but upon seeing his talent, still accepted him, and the sword technique his master excelled in!
As one stroke fell, within the Void, three sword shadows instantly appeared, each different: one exuded an overbearing and unmatched aura, another projected a sense of sharpness, and yet another appeared as if a heavy mountain pressed down.
Xingchen Zi watched the falling stroke and felt it was full of flaws.
This sword technique is too flashy.
He slightly leaned his body to the side, and the longsword in his hand suddenly thrust forward. This sword seemed ordinary, yet when it fell, it gave a sense that the sword was integrating with the surrounding Heaven and Earth.
Even more horrifying was the sheer speed of this sword.
Fang Shengqing only saw a flicker of silver light before the sword pierced through the gaps between his three strokes, directly stabbing into his chest.
"Hiss..."
A burst of intense pain surged, Fang Shengqing’s body rapidly retreated, staring at the opened wound on his chest and the continuous flow of crimson blood, his eyes widened in sheer disbelief — how could this happen!
His master, an existence at the True Immortal Realm, his sword technique was indeed the truth his master’s legacy, how could it be broken by a single sword, and so easily!
Also, why was the opponent’s sword quicker than imagined, how formidable had the opponent’s physical strength become?
No sooner than he could ponder further, another sword from the opponent descended, and this time it was the opponent’s attack.
Again, much like before, though it appeared to be an ordinary strike, it offered an inescapable feeling, and it moved as swiftly as lightning, seeming faster than the previous sword.
A sword descended, instantly piercing through his shoulder!
From afar, atop the high mountain, the cultivators watching the battle murmured in amazement.
"This kid’s swordsmanship!"
"Such incredible swordsmanship, this technique seems even beyond the Golden Core Stage!"
"Even some Earth Immortal Realm experts specializing in swordsmanship lack such Sword Intent!"
"Who taught this disciple!"
"He’s not wearing any attire from the Great Teaching or sect, seems to be a loose cultivator?"
"Do we have such a loose cultivator in Eastern Province?"
"A loose cultivator proficient in swordsmanship — who is it?"
"However, this disciple wears a mask. He’s deliberately concealing his identity."
"Concealing identity doesn’t matter, as long as he’s part of the Human Clan, there’s no issue."
"Additionally, his physical strength, such speed, it’s incredibly terrifying, among these disciples, likely none can surpass his physical strength. At least, amongst current Golden Core Stage entrants, no one has a stronger physical body!"
Further gazes shifted toward the direction of the Return to Heaven Sect, where someone addressed the Vice Sect Hierarch, Immortal Lord Xiong Dao: "Your disciple’s loss isn’t unjust.
His sword technique is among the top in the Golden Core Stage, yet the opponent’s swordsmanship transcends the Golden Core Stage, your disciple’s stroke had such a small opening, yet the opponent found and exploited that flaw instantly!"
Immortal Lord Xiong Dao’s face had turned a shade of iron-blue; he didn’t have to come here initially, since their Sect Hierarch personally attended, yet he came for his young disciple Fang Shengqing, confident he would obtain an exceptional ranking, prompting him to join.
Unexpectedly, the duel had barely begun, and his disciple suffered consecutive stabs.
"You’re speaking too soon, Dao Companion, the duel on the ninth arena has not concluded, my disciple has not yet been defeated."
Despite his words, his face betrayed little hope, his disciple drew too much attention, otherwise, they would have targeted that cultivator wielding the colorful bamboo sign.
In the end, his disciple became the focal point of the attack.
And the cultivator wielding the colorful bamboo sign demonstrated strength not inferior to his disciple, although their mana was lesser, it was extremely close.
Yet physically, the opponent surpassed his disciple by far.
Now, neither have gained distance, continuing their physical combat, rendering the situation more disadvantageous for his disciple.