509 Xuanwu Sword Technique of God Slaying

Huang Shenyi's massive strength had been witnessed by everyone present.

Even Xun Long, who was superior, was only able to force Huang Shenyi to step backward before finally getting defeated.

It was thought that with Zhang Ruochen's strength, he would not be able to resist even one move from Huang Shenyi.

Nobody expected that Zhang Ruochen would be so powerful that he could hurt Huang Shenyi while standing motionless and using only the power of sword technique.

Someone exclaimed, "However strong you are, there will always be someone stronger. For every able person, there is always one still abler."

Watching from the Spectator Stand, both Duanmu Xingling and Huang Yanchen were slightly relieved.

Duanmu Xingling gently touched her pointed chin with her five slender, jade-like fingers. Her round eyes had a look of astonishment. "Zhang Ruochen's strength has reached such a remarkable level, no wonder he was so confident."

In the past, Duanmu Xingling was confident about her strength. As long as she unleashed the seal power, she was certain she could easily defeat Zhang Ruochen.

But now, she felt that even if she unlocked the seal and used all her strength, she would not be able to defeat Zhang Ruochen.

"He...is unexpectedly so formidable..." Orange Star Emissary seemed at a loss, staring at Zhang Ruochen in amazement.

Just half a month ago, Zhang Ruochen was even weaker than Pei Ji.

After only half a month, he was now able to contend with Huang Shenyi.

"Zhang Ruochen claimed that he would go to the Primitive World of Wood Spirit for an important matter. Did his strength advance rapidly because of that important matter?"

Orange Star Emissary mood was extremely complicated.

The more powerful Zhang Ruochen was, the more difficult it would be for her to escape. Now, she could only hope that Huang Shenyi was only beaten back because he had underestimated the enemy.

Huang Shenyi had the inheritance of Xuanwu, so he could certainly reverse the situation.

Zhuang Xingtian, who ranked sixth on the Heaven Board, looked amazed and said, "In the Heaven Realm, Zhang Ruochen has already reached the intermediate stage of the Heart Integrated into Sword. He is truly a genius of sword technique. Among his contemporaries, those who want to have a sword fight with him will probably lose. Huang Shenyi getting this far is already pretty good."

Xun Long snorted in contempt and said, "This Buddha Emperor's descendant indeed has an incomparable attainment in sword technique. However, Huang Shenyi's strength is not merely manifested in sword technique."

"Huang Shenyi's real strength lies in his talent in the array. Together with the inheritance of Xuanwu, he's almost flawless."

"No matter how brilliant the Buddha Emperor's descendant's sword technique is, can it break the defense of Xuanwu?"

Zhuang Xingtian also nodded and said, "Without the inheritance of Xuanwu, Huang Shenyi will definitely lose the fight today. However, since he has the inheritance of Xuanwu, he is practically invincible. He has at least 80 percent chance of winning."

On the Coliseum.

Huang Shenyi hid his contempt, fixed his eyes on Zhang Ruochen and said, "Zhang Ruochen, I seem to have underestimated you. With the strength you've shown, you've made me determined to take this fight with you seriously."

"Ah! Your strength is pretty good, too. However, your disposition is worse than Di Yi's. I'm afraid that you'll lose today," Zhang Ruochen said.

Huang Shenyi hated when others compared him with Di Yi; his heart was filled with senseless anger.

Huang Shenyi shoved his left palm forward. In the center of his palm, a black hole suddenly appeared.

If someone were to watch the black hole carefully, they would find that a few wisps of wind were rotating around it.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Six three-foot-long golden swords flew from the center of his palm consecutively. Suspended above the ground, it surrounded Zhang Ruochen, forming a sword array.

"Xuanwu Sword Technique of God Slaying."

Six blasts of Genuine Qi flew from the center of Huang Shenyi's palm and were separately infused into the six golden swords.

The Six-hilt Golden Sword was a holy weapon. Under the impetus of Genuine Qi, inscriptions began to appear on the surface of the blade.

Suddenly, all the inscriptions flew out, interwove and converged with each other like a cobweb, before forming a giant illusory image of Xuanwu.

If observed from afar, it looked just like a giant Xuanwu laying on the Heavenly Ring, its enormous body covering the Coliseum completely.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen was in the shadow of the illusory image of Xuanwu as well, pressed under its body.

"Huang Shenyi has six golden swords at the level of Holy Weapon. It seems that he indeed has the inheritance of Xuanwu. I wonder, did he obtain any other treasure aside from the Six-hilt Divine Sword?"

"Huang Shenyi already has a particularly high attainment on the array. Now, with the aid of the Six-hilt Divine Sword, his fighting strength will be enhanced. No matter how outstanding Zhang Ruochen's sword technique is, he won't be able to resist anymore!"

Even some Half-Saint families hold only one Holy Weapon as the Family Treasure.

Huang Shenyi, on the other hand, took out six swords successively, which was indeed enviable and terrifying. With so many holy weapons, in the same realm, who could oppose Huang Shenyi?

Under the suppression of the illusory image of Xuanwu, Zhang Ruochen's body trembled violently. He felt as if a huge iron mountain was pressing upon his body, all his bones almost crushed into pieces.

"Zhang Ruochen, since you were able to force me to use the Xuanwu Sword Technique of God Slaying, even if you die in the Coliseum, you're already particularly extraordinary." Huang Shenyi sneered, a hideous expression on his face.

He immediately mobilized his Spiritual Power and melded it into the black Holy Sword in his hand. Then, using the holy sword as a pen, he inscribed the boundary of the sword array with the Inscription of Array.

As the number of Inscription of Array increased, and the pattern of inscriptions of sword array became more complicated, the power of sword array was strengthened as well.

The illusory image of Xuanwu became more and more solid, like a real Xuanwu that had come from the Reckless Waste, passed through time and space, and come to the Coliseum, giving people a sense of depression and suffocation.

Even those who stood on the Spectator Stand could feel the overwhelming pressure, making their legs tremble.

At the top of the stone tablet of the Heaven Board, Saint Lady's eyes sank as she said, "Confronted with the Xuanwu Sword Technique of God Slaying, Zhang Ruochen still won't give in?"

Saint Lady didn't despise Zhang Ruochen. On the contrary, she thought highly of him and had already written his name on the scroll.

Therefore, she didn't want such a genius to die in the Coliseum.

"If he could give in, why must he still hold on?"

As long as the green hills were there, one needed not worry about firewood.

Vessel Spirit of the Heaven Board said with a smile, "Though Zhang Ruochen looks easygoing, his heart is actually very proud. How could he easily give in?"

Saint Lady sighed and said, "Unfortunately, the Xuanwu Sword Technique of God Slaying is so powerful that a warrior of the Heaven Realm can't withstand it. Can we only watch him die in the sword array?"

"Not necessarily," Vessel Spirit of the Heaven Board said.

Saint Lady's expression changed as she said, "Could it be that Predecessor knows that Zhang Ruochen still holds other trump cards?"

Vessel Spirit shook its head and said, "I can't see through him either. He seems to be covered by a layer of mist to hide all his secrets."

"Predecessor, is there such a thing that you can't see through?"

Saint Lady puckered her lips slightly and chuckled. She didn't believe that Vessel Spirit could not see through Zhang Ruochen. She believed that it just didn't want to tell her Zhang Ruochen's secrets.

After all, Vessel Spirit was the deceased sage of the Martial Market Bank.

Zhang Ruochen was one of the most remarkable talents in the young generation of the Martial Market Bank. It was normal that the Vessel Spirit would refuse to tell his secret to her.

Vessel Spirit of the Heaven Board just laughed and said, "Young girl, you're so smart. However, as the proverb goes, clever persons may be fooled by their own cleverness. I really can't see through Zhang Ruochen, I have no need to deceive you. It is precisely because I can't see through him that I don't believe he will die in the Xuanwu Sword Technique of God Slaying."

Saint Lady did not make any comment but just said, "Predecessor, if you don't want to say too much, I won't ask you anymore. If he doesn't die in the Xuanwu Sword Technique of God Slaying, I'll go see him and find out his secrets myself. Predecessor, you should believe that I can do it."

Right then, Saint Lady uttered a surprised "eh," softly and looked down toward the Heavenly Ring. She said, "What's he doing now?"

In the center of the sword array, Zhang Ruochen had begun to move his body slowly, following the footwork, he moved his feet gently. He also began to move his arms, slowly making handprints.

In such a critical moment, he was practicing the palm technique called the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm while within the Xuanwu Sword Technique of God Slaying.

As he struck out handprints faster and faster, the Dragon Pearl in his heart started to rotate rapidly. The surface of the Dragon Pearl glittered with bright golden radiance.

"The greater the pressure is, the stronger the power of Dragon Pearl becomes."

When he struck out the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm for the seventh time, his body suddenly burst out with a deafening dragon roar.

"Divine Dragon Transformation!"

Golden scales began to emerge on the surface of Zhang Ruochen's skin. His arms and legs turned into dragon claws. He turned into a golden dragon that was more than ten feet long.

"Boom!" The giant golden dragon crashed through the illusory image of Xuanwu, circling around the Heaven Stage, and then striking at Huang Shenyi's head with a golden claw.

In HuangShenyi's eyes, the dragon claw grew larger and larger until his pupils were completely reflecting gold.

"Not good!"

Huang Shenyi reacted quickly and immediately took one step to the left.

Even so, the golden dragon claw still swiped his right shoulder.

With a crack, the bones of his right shoulder were smashed into powder. Half of his body grew numb.

Huang Shenyi flew out at an oblique angle before falling to the ground awkwardly. His mouth was full of blood, and even the black Holy Sword was thrown out of his hand before finally slipping below the Coliseum.

Without any hesitation, Huang Shenyi turned over and stood up, then rushed into the Xuanwu Sword Technique of God Slaying.

"Awoo!"

In order to continue the triumphant chase, the golden dragon flew out again and hit the Xuanwu Sword Technique of God Slaying with a claw.

Huang Shenyi clenched his teeth tightly and released all the Genuine Qi in his body to mobilize the Six-hilt Divine Sword.

The six Holy Swords started spinning around rapidly.

Under the impetus of Inscription of Array, the illusory image of Xuanwu became alive and came to fight with the golden dragon.

"Zhang Ruochen, I'm afraid that it's not that easy to defeat me. Although you've displayed Divine Dragon Transformation, I will slaughter this dragon - you."

Huang Shenyi looked pale, blood gushing forth from all his pores as if his body was about to burst.

Obviously, he was suffering tremendous pressure to control the Xuanwu Sword Technique of God Slaying.

"Go to hell."

As Huang Shenyi lifted his arms, the six Holy Swords instantly combined together and turned into a giant sword, hanging in mid-air, striking toward the golden dragon's neck.