C160 The Dream of the Clear Sky

"He's coming."

Looking at Chu Qianye's figure, everyone's gazes couldn't help but shrink a little as they softly said those words.

"Hmph, they're finally here." Wu Kuntong's clothes fluttered, and his hair started to dance wildly, making his look extremely elegant, with a kind of swordsman's indifference.

Seventh Prince slightly narrowed his eyes, a biting cold killing intent quickly flashed across his eyes.

Chu Qianye had to be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise, there would be endless troubles in the future.

Right now, Seventh Prince only wanted for Wu Kuntong's strength to be able to suppress Chu Qianye, so even if they were to win in a close combat or suffer a miserable victory, it was of no importance to them, as long as they could emerge victorious, no matter what methods they could use.

The Eighth Prince was different. He hoped that Chu Qianye could win this battle. Although he hadn't spoken to Chu Qianye before, his eyes had long explained everything.

This battle was for the benefit of both sides.

Of course, there was no direct contact with Wu Kuntong and Liu Yunqing. The two could be considered as having appeared in the middle of the competition and had been coincidentally used.

With Chu Qianye's eyesight, he naturally saw through this fact.

"Chu Qianye, you're finally here." Wu Kuntong said indifferently as he watched Chu Qianye slowly walk over.

Chu Qianye slowly stopped at a distance of twenty five meters away from him. His gaze was as calm as water and his face was expressionless.

Looking at Chu Qianye's expression, Wu Kuntong's heart suddenly thumped.

This fellow, his aura didn't change at all. Could it be that he possessed the strength to do so?

Impossible, I am a Ninth level of Huangji Stage, he is only a Sixth level of Huangji Stage, the difference between the two is not only like heaven and earth, it is practically like heaven and earth.

The inexplicable panic in his heart was soon suppressed by him.

"That's right, as long as I display my Da Shixiong's sword technique, Chu Qianye will definitely not be able to defeat me."

He stared at Chu Qianye and thought.

"Hehe, garbage, you actually dared to come here today!" Wu Kuntong stared at Chu Qianye and mocked, "The Level 7 Energy Body from back then, today, I will settle this debt with you!"

Chu Qianye smiled slightly.

He said lightly, "It just so happens that I will settle with you today the matter of you using Miss Bai to coerce me."

As his voice fell, his black clothes automatically started to float without any wind, and his entire body started to emit the aura of a Demon. When he looked at Wu Kuntong, he no longer had any expression on his face.

However, Chu Qianye did not take the initiative to attack. He knew very well that there was no need to take the initiative to take the initiative.

Therefore, in battles between experts, those who were easily angered would often reveal their flaws. The first to attack would also be seen through by others.

Wu Kuntong was not as patient as Chu Qianye, upon seeing that Chu Qianye did not take action, he immediately became the first person to take action.

"Let me see just how powerful you are!"

As the sound of his voice faded, he stomped his feet on the ground and took a huge step forward.

The Profound Qi in his body suddenly rushed out like a dragon, like a roaring river. In the blink of an eye, it was right in front of Chu Qianye.

"Ninth level of Huangji Stage!"

Wu Kuntong moved, the Qi in his body was the first to be detected, but when everyone felt the Qi in Chu Qianye's body, their faces revealed expressions of excitement.

In other words, he was a Fighter who had half a foot into the Xuanji Stage. With such terrifying strength, even the Fighter of the Four Major Academies who were spectating this battle would have an excited expression in their eyes.

Initially, they had thought that there would be nothing to look forward to in this battle, but as Wu Kuntong's aura gushed out, everyone's emotions surged, and their faces revealed excited expressions.

This battle was definitely worth looking forward to!

Seventh Prince's face also revealed a faint smile. He was naturally very satisfied with Wu Kuntong's Martial arts cultivation.

"Look carefully at his sword skill!"

Someone with sharp eyes immediately noticed the most obvious change and reminded Zhang Xuan.

The other Fighter s also looked over at this time, and the corners of their mouths slightly widened, revealing a surprised expression.

"Absolute River Setting Sun!"

"Damn, this seems to be the most amazing sword skill from Hegemonical Competition of the Four Academies last year."

"Yes, that's it! It was Liu Yunqing's sword technique, and at that time when he used this Martial Skills to attack the Xuan Ranking, it contributed greatly!

"I remember now. This sword skill is very powerful. One sword to burn the sky, two sword to boil the sea, three sword to split the sky!"

When the surrounding Fighter saw this sword skill, they cried out in alarm.

The smile on Seventh Prince's face grew more and more intense.

His guess was right, Liu Yunqing had truly passed this sword skill down to Wu Kuntong. Back then, this sword skill was extremely famous, especially in the Hegemonical Competition of the Four Academies, it had directly solidified Liu Yunqing's position.

The expressions of the Eighth Prince disciples were not very good.

"Formidable. When I was at my peak, I might not be a match for this sword skill." The sword artist Yuan Jian Jing was also praising endlessly.

"That powerful?" Wu Ping's sister, Wu Ying said in astonishment as his beautiful eyes sparkled.

"Yup, Liu Yunqing is not that good, but his sword arts are powerful, I think that he is still slightly lacking." Li Tianhu nodded solemnly.

"Will he be able to shine again this time?" Li Ling looked straight ahead, and thought.

As she watched Chu Qianye rise up one step at a time, her heart was also very complicated.

The genius of the Outer Mansion, fell, in the end, the Martial Soul shattered, and the Cultivation Level fell.

But now?

Chu Qianye had broken the rules time and time again, causing her to have a whole new level of respect for him.

Sensing the aura exploding out from Wu Kuntong's body, Chu Qianye's eyes couldn't help but faintly squint.

"Let me tell you, my Sword Truth is also not weaker than yours!"

With that said, the battle sword in his palm suddenly burst out with a terrifying light, that light suddenly soared into the sky, and a sword Qi that was a hundred and fifty feet long hacked out from the sword in his hand, ripping apart the space inch by inch wherever it went.

"Terrifying!"

"It must be at least 50 ding of strength."

"Too powerful, who could block that strike?"

"Could Chu Qianye's garbage be able to block it?"

The crowd's discussions resounded out one by one.

Wu Kuntong's robe flew up, flapping his wings, especially when he used his own sword intent, that kind of huge satisfaction almost filled his heart up in that instant.

Previously, he was suppressed by Chu Qianye, but now the chance to be proud had come. This sword would definitely slash out tyrannically, it would be best to kill Chu Qianye, and it would be good if he could not cripple it.

Chu Qianye was not moved, he stared at Wu Kuntong, with his eyes filled with indifference.

"When you threatened me with Miss Bai, I'll settle this debt with you first."

Chu Qianye took out a battle sword from his sleeve and said slowly.

He was dressed in black clothes that fluttered in the wind. His hair was wildly dancing, and his expression was calm and collected.