Chapter 111: Reputation Takes Flight

  The only person who has grasped the intent of the knife in Tianfeng Country is Xue Wujian, the master of Beixue Manor. As for whether there are any hidden figures, no one knows. Similarly, the intent of the sword is also extremely difficult to grasp. At least so far, no one in Tianfeng Country has been known to have grasped the intent of the sword. Among the younger generation, only a few people have hope, including Zhu Mei, the eldest disciple of Liuyun Sect and the 'Dark Fragrance Sword'.

  However, no one expected that in an inner door disciple ranking competition, a nameless person would comprehend the sword intent that the Sword Guest had been dreaming of, which was shocking.

  "No, he hasn't grasped the true sword intent yet, it can only be considered half a step into sword intent." A green-robed man slowly said from the VIP seat of the Jianghu masters.

  Next to him, a beautiful young woman in a pink dress looked puzzled, "Half-step Sword Intention?"

  The man in the green robe explained: "I once saw a swordsman who grasped the sword intent in the country of Daluo, and the power that could cut through nothingness is still fresh in my memory. After returning, I made up my mind to grasp my own sword intent, but over the years, I only grasped some superficial things, and instead, my cultivation has progressed rapidly."

  The beautiful young woman was astonished, no wonder her husband's skills had become more refined day by day. It turned out that he had been stimulated, but despite his hard work, he couldn't grasp the sword intent. A 15 or 16-year-old youth, however, had grasped it. One can't help but say that sometimes a top genius' efforts over a few days are equivalent to others' efforts over several years.

  The beautiful woman is the owner of Huaxian Wine House in Gushan Town, 'Huaxianzi', and next to her is her husband, Qingyun Sword Guest Shen Lang.

  Rumble!

  As they spoke, the platform was already filled with wind and clouds.

  The sword energy, infused with the essence of the Half-Step Sword Intention, was at least three to four meters long and cut through the black airflow and the terrifying black sword light as if it were slicing tofu. Immediately afterwards, the remaining two-thirds of the sword energy still had enough power to slash open a gruesome gash on the ground, flashing past Li Kuang's side.

  Next moment.

  The rock wall in front of the VIP seat cracked and fell off with a layer of stone powder.

  Li Kuang stood still, frozen in place. Just a moment ago, he had sensed the presence of death. If his opponent hadn't shown mercy and deliberately deviated from the attack trajectory, this sword energy would have cut him in half, turning him into a bloody mist, leaving no bones behind.

  Pfft!

  Suddenly, Li spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. It turned out that although the sword energy had not injured him, the half-step sword intent it contained made his blood boil, and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of inverted blood, feeling much better in his heart.

  "Yè chén shèng!" The lottery official awakened from his shock and shouted loudly.

  The cloud hid the sword in its scabbard, and Ye Dun turned around and walked away.

  "On the elder's seat, the great elder slowly let out a breath, 'Although it is half-step sword intent, whether or not one can comprehend true sword intent is still uncertain, but the success rate will be ten to a hundred times higher than others.'"

  "So young yet grasping half a step of sword intent, with boundless potential, he will become one of the four main pillars of our Flowing Cloud Sect in the future."

  "But we still need to carefully examine him and test his loyalty."

  "This is natural."

  Ye Tianhao and Shen Yuqing were overjoyed, the Duanmu family had a young master Duanmu, while the Ye family had a genius who grasped half-step sword intent, who would surely surpass them in the future, rivaling the Duanmu family and even surpassing the Duanmu family to become the leader of the eight great families.

  Others also have a feeling of emotion. Today's battle has made Ye Chen, this young man, famous overnight. In just a few days, his name will spread throughout the entire Tianfeng country.

  Some people are delighted, while others harbor evil intentions.

  A man in a dark blue robe with scars on his face lowered his eyelids, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. In his heart, he secretly thought: This child cannot be left alive, otherwise when he grows up, the Flowing Cloud Sect will surpass the Purple Sun Sect, directly threatening the North Snow Manor and the Emerald Valley, he is a dangerous person.

  If someone knew the thoughts in Zhu Lieyang's mind, they would be shocked. On the surface, he didn't seem like a sect person at all, but rather a lone high-ranking expert on the rivers and lakes, who was already famous over a decade ago and is now at the peak of his cultivation in the early stages of the Bao Yuan realm.

  However, if the Purple Sun Sect's sect master were to find out about this matter, he would certainly not be surprised. Zhu Lieyang had long been the Purple Sun Sect's intelligence elder, responsible for gathering all sorts of information from the jianghu. At the same time, when the Purple Sun Sect found it inconvenient to take action, they would have him handle it instead.

  In the past, Zhu Lieyang had never hesitated to kill disciples with potential in the sect, strangling talented individuals who posed a threat to the Ziyang Sect in their infancy.

  "Ye Chen, you're dead for sure!" Zhu Lieyang sneered in his heart, his face expressionless.

  The match continued, but in everyone's eyes, the originally brilliant fight had become dull and tasteless.

  Not far away, Song Fei looked at Ye Chen and said to Yi Qing: "It seems that this time, only he can compete with Meng Chong."

  Yi Qing said: "The sword energy that has merged with the half-step sword intent is indeed very powerful, but it's not easy to say whether he can win against Meng Chong. Of course, both of them have already reached the level of top core disciples, and the competition for the top ten inner door disciples isn't that important to them. Moreover, Flowing Cloud Sect is just one of many sects outside, and there are even more powerful sects beyond the borders of Tian Feng Country. So, we should broaden our horizons a bit - temporary strength doesn't necessarily mean anything."

  Song Fei sighed, "Yes! Our Tianfeng country's young generation leader, the Jade Prince is only ranked 68th on the Hidden Dragon List. Who knows how many more stunning talents will emerge in the next generation."

  The eighth round of matches will soon be over.

  Three people maintained a perfect record: Xueying Dao Mengchong, Tie Feng and Ye Chen.

  Five people maintained their undefeated record.

  Round 9, Match 9.

  Blood Shadow Knife Meng Chong versus Madman Xiao Ye.

  Xiao Ye smiled and said: "Meng Chong, this time your first place will be lost."

  "It's just a half-step sword intent, and the True Spirit Continent isn't dominated by masters who have grasped sword intent and knife intent. I, Meng Chong, don't need to grasp knife intent to defeat anyone." Meng Chong didn't care whether Ye Chen had grasped the half-step sword intent or not. For him, it was just about winning battle after battle, wielding his knife to its limits, and that was enough.

  After finishing speaking, Meng Chong's momentum became even more vigorous.

  "What a Mo Chong, not affected by my provocation at all." Xiao Ye had originally planned to use Ye Chen to strike at Mo Chong, letting the opponent divide his attention, but unexpectedly it had no effect, and instead increased the opponent's momentum. However, what the opponent said was right, understanding the sword intent is a powerful method, it's just that among the three thousand great paths, there are too many paths that can be powerful, and the sword path is just one of them. Moreover, Ye Chen's foundation is after all a bit shallow, and his cultivation is lower than theirs by one stage, so he really doesn't need to be timid.

  "Then let's fight!"

  Xiao Ye let out a loud roar and threw a punch that was accompanied by an aura of thunder.

  "Give me a split!" Meng Chong rushed forward, his long knife somehow out of its scabbard, the blood-red blade edge rubbing against the air as it slashed towards Xiao Ye.

  Right!

  Xiao Ye did not disappoint as the third-ranked existence of the previous generation, his strength was in no way inferior to Yi Qing's, and his hard-hitting skills were even more impressive, shattering the weakened Blade Edge with a single punch.

  "Second knife!"

  The crimson blade flashed upwards, and the colored air also changed color.

  Xiao Ye didn't retreat or dodge, his two hands each drew a semicircle, a ball of aura the size of a millstone converged in front of his chest, colliding with the blade's edge.

  Boom!

  His vital energy surged forth in four directions, Xiao Ye retreated three steps back, and a thread of fresh blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

  Under the stage, Ye Chen said in a low voice: "Xiao Ye's strength is still above Li Kuang, but he can only barely block Meng Chong's second knife. It's really difficult to defeat him."