Chapter 395 - Clash

Chapter 395 - Clash

The two were evenly matched after five hundred moves. Liu Wuxie did not have Chen Lin’s unusual defenses and relied on his movement technique to dodge Shao Wendong’s attacks.

Shao Wendong's attacks were relentless, and his sword technique rivaled the Seven Sword Art in ferocity. Combined with his formidable cultivation, he unleashed the full power of his sword skills with flawless precision.

Each move was flawless, and only a monstrous genius like Liu Wuxie could neutralize the incoming attacks.

When Chen Lin had previously faced Shao Wendong, she had relied heavily on her defenses, unable to evade some of his strikes.

"With one on the offense and the other on defense, when will we see a conclusion?" After an extended battle, the spectators grew impatient as the outcome remained elusive.

After all, everyone had waited five days for this final battle.

Shao Wendong was on the offensive, while Liu Wuxie defended. It was like the clash between a spear and a sword, with neither gaining the upper hand.

No one mocked Liu Wuxie this time because it was heaven-defying that Liu Wuxie could hold his ground against Shao Wendong. Everyone knew of Liu Wuxie’s remarkable movement technique, and Shao Wendong had thoroughly researched it in the past few days.

“Heavenly Union Sword!” Shao Wendong roared. When he swung his sword down, he unleashed a sword ray that split into three, attacking the three afterimages.

Each afterimage was Liu Wuxie’s main body, which meant he could only resolve the attacks head-on since he couldn’t dodge.

After exchanging more than five hundred moves and still being unable to kill Liu Wuxie, Shao Wendong felt humiliated. He knew it wouldn’t be a glorious victory even if he won the battle if this went on.

Shao Wendong knew he had to end the battle quickly and crush Liu Wuxie with absolute strength to restore his reputation.

“Fatality Blade Art!” This was Liu Wuxie’s first time performing Ghost Eye in this competition, and Liu Wuxie completely saw through Shao Wendong’s attack.

Liu Wuxie swung down the Heretic Blade at a tricky angle. No one expected Liu Wuxie to execute such an incredible strike. It was perfect and resolved Shao Wendong’s sword auras.

"Liu Wuxie's counterattacks are absolutely brilliant! The way they seamlessly transition between offense and defense is mesmerizing," exclaimed one spectator, captivated by the ongoing clash.

The swift and precise timing of Liu Wuxie's counters was unmatched. Even among the inner disciples who tried to emulate their techniques in private, none could match Liu Wuxie's predictive ability.

If it were someone else in the fifth-level Heavenly Dipper Realm, they would’ve fallen to Shao Wendong’s sword long ago.

As the battle persisted, Shao Wendong's patience wore thin as he struggled to gain an advantage over Liu Wuxie. Determined not to be outdone by someone in the first level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm, Shao Wendong accelerated his attacks.

However, Liu Wuxie's speed didn't just increase; it seemed to defy limits. His Nine Heavenly Crane Dance transformed him into a celestial crane, effortlessly maneuvering across the arena. Each move was executed with such swiftness that a thousand exchanges occurred in mere moments.

The clash intensified, neither yielding to the other. The duration of their battle surpassed Shao Wendong's fight with Chen Lin, pushing him to contemplate using the Suppression Stele if he couldn't defeat Liu Wuxie soon.

"Heavenly Union Wood Slash!" Shao Wendong's ultimate technique erupted—a torrent of sword aura surged, bearing down on Liu Wuxie with relentless force.

The terrifying sword aura formed a waterfall covering the sky like a curtain.

They immediately thought of the Suppression Stele, the very artifact that had defeated even Chen Lin. Among disciples, the Suppression Stele symbolized invincibility.

The longsword vanished, replaced by a palm-sized grey stele.

Liu Wuxie’s eyes locked onto the Suppression Stele. His vision penetrated through the stele through Ghost Eye, seeing every detail.

Although it was only palm-sized, it didn’t prevent Liu Wuxie from observing the Suppression Stele’s interior.

It seems Shao Wendong has obtained the method to forge the Suppression Stele. Liu Wuxie thought. After all, the technique to forge the Suppression Stele was long lost and known only to a few.

“Liu Wuxie, I will spare your life if you can withstand the power of the Suppression Stele!” Shao Wendong declared, forming seals with his right hand. The Suppression Stele flew up and hovered in the sky, expanding to five meters tall—much larger than when Shao Wendong had fought Chen Lin. As it grew, an ancient aura flooded the arena.

The enlarged Suppression Stele looked more majestic, with densely packed and intertwining spiritual runes. Liu Wuxie hadn’t expected Shao Wendong to be a spiritualist as well.

“The Suppression Stele is just what I need!” Liu Wuxie said, which left everyone baffled. They had expected him to reject Shao Wendong’s offer or declare he didn’t need mercy, but not this.

Many people were amused by Liu Wuxie’s words and burst into laughter.

“What a joke. Is he trying to kill us with laughter?” Many of Heavenly Trigram Peak’s disciples stood up to support Shao Wendong.

Only Shao Wendong was worthy of becoming the outer sect’s chief disciple of the Heavenly Trigram Peak, while Liu Wuxie was just a new disciple.

Liu Wuxie’s talent was high, but his popularity was far inferior to that of Shao Wendong. The latter had been operating in the Heavenly Trigram Peak for years and gathered a group of people behind him. On the contrary, Liu Wuxie had only joined the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion for three months and spent two months outside.

“I like him. At least he dares to take action!” More people began to support Liu Wuxie. Having come this far, he had won over countless hearts.

The surroundings were filled with discussions, and Elder Tian Xing was left speechless by Liu Wuxie.

Defeating Shao Wendong was enough for Liu Wuxie to become famous among the outer sect, but he wanted the Suppression Stele. Just what was he thinking, or was he spouting nonsense?

“Senior Brother Shao, kill him for us! Such an arrogant brat should die in the arena!” There were die-hard supporters of Shao Wendong who wanted Liu Wuxie’s death.

After Wen Haoran’s death, the voices from the Profound Inscription Peak and Terrain Summit Peak had vanished, and no one dared to speak up anymore.

Liu Wuxie’s words brought the quiet martial field to life. As they looked at him, everyone's eyes were filled with a mix of mockery and envy.

“Quite the ambition you have there. But you’ll have to show me your ability if you want my Suppression Stele!” Shao Wendong wasn’t angry but showed a hint of mockery at Liu Wuxie’s words.

The Suppression Stele was powerful, and he was even confident in killing someone in the sixth level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm, let alone Liu Wuxie.

In the face of the Suppression Stele's overwhelming power, Liu Wuxie's speed would be of no avail; he could only await his inevitable demise.

“Stop spouting nonsense and end this quickly!” Liu Wuxie didn’t want to delay any longer as it had been five days. The quicker he received the rewards, the quicker he could reach the high levels of the Heavenly Dipper Realm.