Supreme Dragon Soul.

Chapter 612 The Power of a Quasi-Sword Intent Swordsman!

"This...this is..."

As ninety percent of the sword intent fully erupted, many people in the arena stood up in shock.

At this moment, Luo Cheng's demeanor completely changed!
It's like a peerless divine weapon that has been unsheathed, ready to slaughter the world!
Some of the disciples' swords were affected, trembling and vibrating with the ever-increasing sword intent!
"Hiss! The sword intent has begun to take shape, no longer an ethereal thing! This is ninety percent of the nascent sword intent! I'm not seeing things, am I!"

An inner sect elder, his eyes burning, took a deep breath.

Another inner sect elder nodded: "Indeed! It is indeed ninety percent of the rudimentary form of sword intent. Luo Cheng actually comprehended ninety percent of the rudimentary form of sword intent and became a quasi-sword intent swordsman! Even among great-level swordsmen, very few have achieved such a feat!"

As their voices rang out, it was as if two huge stones had been thrown into a calm lake!
The entire inner sect martial arts arena was immediately swept up in a frenzy.

"Heavens! Ninety percent of the sword intent is formed! As far as I know, among the inner disciples of the three major sects, only Yun Tianyan, the senior disciple of the Lieyun Sect, has cultivated ninety percent of the sword intent!"

"Yun Tianyan is the true king of the younger generation of the three major sects! It is said that he is the inner disciple of the three major sects with the best chance of comprehending the true sword intent! Could it be that Luo Cheng's potential is already comparable to that of a prodigy like Yun Tianyan?"

"That's outrageous! That's unbelievable!"

Every inner disciple present felt a surge of hysterical urge.

There was shock, envy, insane jealousy, and even gnashing curses and fear.

Those inner disciples with good talent were driven mad by jealousy.

They had all awakened intermediate and advanced martial souls. In terms of martial soul talent, they were ten or even a hundred times better than Luo Cheng, who had awakened a useless martial soul. They used to look down on Luo Cheng and consider him a piece of trash!

Unexpectedly, one day, this good-for-nothing in their eyes actually climbed above them, and even comprehended ninety percent of the rudimentary form of sword intent, achieving an accomplishment that they could hardly reach!
As for those disciples who were gritting their teeth and cursing, they were members of the Crown Prince's Hall who had clashed with Luo Cheng!
They're all scared now!

Having grasped ninety percent of the rudimentary form of sword intent, this trump card is too powerful, so powerful that even they dare not hope that Qi Feiyu can defeat Luo Cheng!
If Luo Cheng wins this duel, he will become one of the top ten seed disciples and will be accepted as a closed-door disciple by the Supreme Elder of the Ming Sect. Taking revenge on a few inner disciples will be a piece of cake!
They don't have the same background as the Eighth Prince Jin Min.

"To comprehend ninety percent of the rudimentary form of sword intent in such a short time, a genius in swordsmanship that appears only once every hundred years!"

Elder Qingkui's eyes shone brightly. Seeing Elder Mingzong's "I knew it" expression, she smiled sweetly and said:
"So you knew all along. No wonder you dared to gamble on the Seven-Leaf Flaming Grass and remained so calm."

"Hehe, I only found out recently. However, Luo Cheng's sword intent is much stronger than I imagined."

Elder Mingzong laughed heartily and looked at Elder Shihuang:
"Well? Shi Huang, you're probably out of luck if you want my Seven-Leaf Flame Grass. As for your Thunderflame Golden Crystal, I'll gladly accept it!"

Elder Shi Huang clenched his fists, his face ashen, and let out a heavy, cold snort:
"Not necessarily! Although Luo Cheng has grasped ninety percent of the rudimentary sword intent, he has ultimately awakened a useless martial soul, which is his biggest weakness. On the other hand, Qi Feiyu's awakened nine-star flame martial soul can greatly amplify the Profound Fire Yuan Technique! Coupled with the difference in their cultivation levels, Qi Feiyu still has a greater chance of winning!"

"Hehe, the Profound Fire Yuan Technique is indeed very powerful, but Qi Feiyu has only just begun to cultivate it. How much of its profoundness can he actually utilize?"

The Supreme Elder of Mingzong remained calm and shook his head, continuing, "Don't forget, both of them are swordsmen. Luo Cheng's ninety percent sword intent will completely suppress Qi Feiyu's sword intent! You should also be able to see that Luo Cheng's ninety percent sword intent is not simple; it has probably reached the mid-stage of the ninety percent sword intent stage! What chance does Qi Feiyu have of winning?"

Elder Shi Huang's lips twitched. He was well aware of all this, but there was no turning back now. He could only hope that Qi Feiyu's months of seclusion and cultivation would bring him some surprises.

"Then let's wait and see!"

Elder Shi Huang cracked his knuckles, his eyes sharp and piercing as he stared at Luo Cheng on the arena, seemingly intent on piercing him through.

"How is this possible! This is impossible! He, a piece of trash who awakened a useless martial spirit, actually comprehended ninety percent of the rudimentary form of sword intent and became a quasi-sword intent swordsman! What merit does he have to become a quasi-sword intent swordsman!"

At this moment, the most hysterical person was undoubtedly Qi Feiyu on the arena. His face was pale, and his right hand, gripping the sword, was trembling violently, veins bulging.

He has always been proud of his ability to comprehend the rudimentary form of sword intent and reach a higher realm. His goal is to comprehend 80% of the rudimentary form of sword intent as soon as possible, defeat Qi Yu, who is ranked second on the Xuanhe Ranking, and become the number one swordsman in the inner sect!

However, although his sword intent had reached the 70% perfection of the initial stage of sword intent, it was close to the 80% initial stage of sword intent.

But the closer you get, the more you realize how difficult and unattainable it is to take that first step.

Luo Cheng suddenly unleashed ninety percent of his sword intent, causing a tremendous shock and blow to his mind.

A good-for-nothing, yet he possesses something unattainable in his eyes!

Why!
Why!
As Luo Cheng approached step by step, especially with that arrogant and indifferent look in his eyes, Qi Feiyu felt a surge of nameless anger, jealousy, hatred, and resentment that rapidly swelled within him.

"Luo Cheng, don't think you've won just because you've grasped ninety percent of the rudimentary sword intent! Aside from your sword dao realm, I completely overwhelm you in both cultivation and martial spirit! You're doomed today!"

boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a flaming martial spirit shining with nine stars appeared behind Qi Feiyu. A surge of flames shot into the sky, and his entire body seemed to be ignited at that moment, making him look like a god of war of fire.

"Die! Flame Serpent Break!"

With a roar, Qi Feiyu drew his sword. The sword, wreathed in raging flames, sliced ​​through the void and slashed down fiercely.

With a loud boom, a blazing light erupted, and a giant flaming python formed from sword energy quickly took shape!
The giant python was a hundred meters long, with a head as big as a bucket and eyes that shone like two great suns. It bared its teeth and claws as it charged toward Luo Cheng. Wherever it went, the arena, whose defenses were comparable to those of a top expert in the Awakening Pulse Realm, collapsed and cracked. The air was annihilated layer by layer, creating a terrifying scene of the end of the world!
"If you can withstand three of my sword strikes and survive, I'll spare your life!"

Luo Cheng disregarded the Flaming Serpent Sword Qi, and his astonishing sword aura spread out, unleashing a seemingly slow but actually swift strike.

This sword strike was light and effortless, without the slightest hint of malice, as if the person had transformed into a cloud or a gust of wind.

"Divine Wind Annihilation!"

hiss hiss hiss hiss...

Countless sword energies crisscrossed, transforming into a straight tornado that shot straight out. The Fiery Python sword energy was instantly frozen in place, its head was shredded, and then its body and limbs were shredded, with its burning flesh and blood falling from the sky!

"not good!"

Qi Feiyu was shocked that his killing move was broken so easily, and immediately began to frantically activate the Profound Fire Yuan Technique!

"Mystic Fire Shield!"

hum!
The dazzling flames converged, forming a barrier resembling a wall of flames in front of Qi Feiyu. The barrier was crystal clear, with flames rising from its surface, making it appear extremely condensed.

Almost simultaneously, a sword energy tornado, now smaller, swept in.

boom!
The sword energy, containing ninety percent of the nascent sword intent, was incomparably sharp, and the flame barrier was almost instantly shattered!

puff!
Qi Feiyu had no time to react. His body was blasted five or six zhang high into the air, flying backwards like a meteor, spitting out blood repeatedly!

(End of this chapter)