Gao Wu: My martial arts technique has entries.

Chapter 77 Attention-Grabbing [Sixth Update]

With the countdown on the arena ending, this highly anticipated battle finally began.

Both of them had won seven consecutive matches and were among the top five elites in the entire school. One was a newly emerging special-grade student, and the other was a well-established first-grade student who was famous throughout the school for his proficiency in both swords and sabers.

Both of them have the potential to be admitted to the top-tier Wuhan University and are candidates for the future list of outstanding talents.

Such a rare clash was undoubtedly the most anticipated battle of this martial arts tournament.

"call--"

Before the great battle began, a brief silence fell over the air.

Lu Han, dressed in white, stood at the other end of the arena, his Zanpakuto pointing diagonally at the ground, its blade radiating an invisible blade aura that cut invisible marks into the air.

The Soul-Severing Sword hung by his side, its tip emanating a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine at a glance.

Chu Kuang calmly stepped onto the arena, standing there quietly, just like a prehistoric beast.

He strode forward, his alloy halberd dragging along the ground, the blade tip scraping against the metal surface, sending up a string of dazzling sparks.

The two men, standing two zhang apart, spoke at the same time:
"please."

Lu Han smiled, and in an instant, he took a step forward, his "Treading Snow Without a Trace" move transforming into a string of white phantoms, followed by a dazzling blade of light slashing towards Chu Kuang.

Chu Kuang remained unmoved, casually pointing out with his finger. The powerful force of the Mountain-Suppressing Fist gathered at his fingertip, and with a clang, the extreme explosive force repelled the Zanpakuto. A terrifying force ripped through the blade, almost causing the long sword to slip from his hand.

With a quick movement, Lu Han decisively tapped the arena with the tip of his sword. The force traveled through his body and finally entered the arena from the tip of the sword, leaving a three-foot sword mark on the arena.

"What a brilliant technique for releasing force."

Chu Kuang chuckled lightly, and his halberd swirled like a black dragon, crashing down on Lu Han with a bang.

In that instant, Lu Han's figure blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in mid-air behind Chu Kuang, transforming into a dazzling blade of light that slashed down.

Chu Kuang's pupils constricted sharply—Snowflakes left no trace!
This ultimate skill, which can only be mastered at its peak, made me, Chu Kuang, put away some of my laziness.

But he didn't turn around; he simply pulled up his halberd to parry. With a loud "clang," the Zanpakuto struck the center of the spear shaft, sending sparks flying.

Only then did someone in the audience gasp in surprise, as no one had seen when Lu Han had approached.

"call out--"

In an instant, a silent chill spread.

Suddenly, a sword light emerged from the shadow of the blade, and the Soul-Severing Sword pierced towards Chu Kuang's throat like a venomous snake, but was clamped down on the tip by two iron fingers.

Chu Kuang's knuckles seemed to be coated with a layer of real gold, his powerful strength and inner force condensed, rubbing against the sword's edge and producing a piercing, sharp sound.

"Shoot-"

In an instant, the halberd suddenly spun wildly, rushing straight towards them like a black dragon.

Lu Han withdrew his sword and retreated, his clothes were torn by the spear blade with a half-foot gap. Before a piece of cloth could hit the ground, a golden spear light about ten feet long swept across.

The Snow-Treading Without a Trace technique was activated again, and Lu Han narrowly dodged the attack, only to see the figure approaching through the air in an instant.

Chu Kuang, having gained the upper hand, strode forward with overwhelming momentum, like an ancient overlord reborn. His halberd fell like a heavenly dragon, crushing thousands of troops!
In the rush, Lu Han could no longer dodge and could only raise his sword to parry.

In an instant, Lu Han's feet sank half an inch into the iron, and his pair of swords parried the halberd blades, the blades bending into a dangerous arc.

"Your strength is too weak."

Chu Kuang spoke calmly, his halberd flashing with power, unleashing an incomparably mighty force that completely shattered Lu Han's powerful aura.

In an instant, swords and blades flew several feet, and Lu Han was knocked back more than ten feet.

"good."

Chu Kuang spoke, giving Lu Han extremely high praise.

He did not press his advantage to kill again, but instead stomped his foot on the ground. Instantly, a powerful force shook the swords and blades, and then he pushed them with his palm, and the swords and blades fell in front of Lu Han.

"Come on, show me your strongest moves and let me see how much you've improved," Chu Kuang said, his eyes as still as a deep pool.

Lu Han picked up the sword and took a deep breath.

Chu Kuang had already shattered his protective aura with just three shots. If he had continued to press his advantage, he probably wouldn't have even had a chance to use his ultimate technique before he was defeated.

However, Chu Kuang did not choose to continue attacking, which was to give him the opportunity to use his full strength, and it was also an unquestionable and absolute confidence.

"it is good!"

Lu Han stood holding his sword, an invisible aura emanating from him.

This was an incomparably powerful aura, formed by the fusion of internal and external strength and internal power, which gathered on the tip of Lu Han's sword and transformed into a terrifying force capable of splitting the air.

"He is gathering his strength."

Among the crowd, one of the students spoke up, revealing an expression of extreme apprehension.

In the distant stands, the school's higher-ups all cast their gazes. Teacher Li from the honors class couldn't help but frown and say, "Isn't Chu Kuang being overconfident? Lu Han's Zanpakuto and Soul-Severing Sword have already been perfected."

"With him gathering his strength for this combined attack, I'm afraid no one in this generation except Ye Qingfeng can withstand it."

Qian Xingming smiled and calmly said, "Don't worry, Chu Kuang has mastered the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Armor Technique. Even if he can't withstand it, there won't be any major problems."

"Besides, I'm keeping an eye on things."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately fell silent. After all, although Principal Qian was old, his life level of 23 was so powerful that it was unimaginable to ordinary people.

While everyone was discussing, Lu Han's aura had already reached its peak.

In an instant, his swords and blades unleashed a torrent of energy, and countless sword lights and shadows suddenly coalesced.

The Zanpakuto shone like a firefly, while the Soul-Severing Sword was as black as night. As the two blades crossed, the sword energy and blade aura intertwined and condensed, eventually transforming into a ten-zhang-long blade of energy that descended from the sky.

Wherever it passed, a crack appeared on the arena, which stretched out like a long, winding dragon towards Chu Kuang.

Swords and blades merge—slaying souls and stealing spirits!
"not bad."

Lu Han's strongest attack, which he had been preparing, made Chu Kuang sigh in admiration.

He planted his halberd into the ground, focused his inner strength and power, and merged them into an invisible golden bell of energy. With a loud crash, the bell smashed into the arena, creating a deep crater.

In that instant, the powerful, soul-snatching strike had already landed.

"boom--"

The moment the golden bell clashed with the sword, time seemed to stand still. First, the sword energy shattered, then the alloy arena cracked, and countless fragments rained down.

Then the sword energy exploded, and the frosty white light scattered everywhere.

Lu Han felt as if he had struck a giant bell weighing ten thousand tons. An invisible force rebounded, almost causing blood to spill from his chest.

"Break it for me!"

In that instant, Lu Han suppressed his rebellious blood and pushed his own power to an unprecedented extreme, intending to use his strongest attack to break through Chu Kuang's Unbreakable Golden Bell.

At this moment, Chu Kuang showed a serious expression. The opponent's unparalleled attack, combining sword and saber, was incredibly powerful. Even an ordinary level nine martial artist would find it difficult to withstand it unscathed.

But it was this powerful force that stirred up the dormant passion within Chu Kuang.

"Just in time."

Chu Kuang laughed loudly, unleashing his powerful aura. In an instant, an unimaginable force gathered within the golden bell.

With a loud clang, like the ringing of an ancient golden bell, an unimaginable force of recoil surged forth, forcefully shattering the ten-zhang-long blade aura.

In an instant, Lu Han could no longer suppress his anger and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the tiger's mouth of both hands split open, and the Zanpakuto and the Soul-Severing Sword flew out of their hands, nailing into the stone pillars on both sides of the arena, with the hilts of the swords still trembling.

(End of this chapter)