Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

result.

next second.

Gu Jianyi's sword tip followed Su Yu's dodging trajectory, turning as if it were a shadow.

It landed precisely on Su Yu's left shoulder.

at this time.

Gu Jianyi's true thoughts, which had been hidden beneath his calm exterior, were finally revealed!

I'm sorry, senior!

I know you are very strong.

I know that your spatial path is unfathomable.

but.

I will win!!!

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment.

In Gu Jianyi's mind, his entire life of sword training flashed by.

He shot an arrow through a willow leaf in three years.

That was when he had just joined the Hunyuan Dao Palace.

Snow and wind swept across the sky.

He held a wooden sword and stabbed at the falling dead leaves on the cliff.

Three whole years.

It pierced through 100,000 withered leaves.

Of the first 99,999 pieces, the tip of the sword was off by three centimeters.

Until the very last piece.

The wind and snow stopped, and the wooden sword pierced precisely through the center of the leaf vein.

That day, he finally understood the meaning of "precision".

Ten Thousand Swords Return to Thoughts.

That was when he encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation and was ridiculed by his fellow disciples for his mediocre talent.

Snow night.

He knelt before the broken sword.

oath.

Seal away all the complex sword manuals in the world.

Each day, I only use the most basic sword strike.

He drew his sword and thrust it out.

Repeated millions of times.

Finally, in that year.

With a single thrust of his sword, he silently obliterated a solid rock ten feet away.

All things return to one.

And now.

That look in his eyes.

The moment the sword tip pierced Su Yu's shoulder.

A light appeared in Gu Jianyi's eyes.

That light was exceptionally complex.

There is a madness that has been suppressed for millions of years.

There is the purest devotion to the way of the sword.

There is the loneliness of practicing swordsmanship alone on a snowy night for millions of years, unnoticed by anyone.

There was also a younger generation who held the most unwavering respect for this unfathomable and powerful figure before them.

I respect you.

Therefore, I will use the strongest sword I have ever wielded to defeat you!

"break!"

Gu Jianyi let out a hysterical roar in his heart.

Grip the sword hilt with both hands.

He stabbed it viciously into Su Yu's shoulder!

He didn't touch his eyebrows, throat, or other vital areas.

He just wanted to win.

As long as it pierces the skin and draws blood, or forces the opponent back half a step.

This battle is a victory for Gu Jianyi!

The sword intent of returning to oneness erupted with a thunderous roar at the tip of the sword.

That is an ultimate penetrating power capable of piercing through stars and obliterating dimensions.

offstage.

Venerable Starfall had even clenched his fists in advance, ready to cheer.

Venerable Xuanyuan stared intently at the point of contact, his breath catching in his throat.

however.

next second.

bite--!!!

A clear, long, resonant sound, like the clash of metal and stone, reverberated across the silent arena.

There was no dull sound of flesh being pierced.

There was also no roar of laws being torn apart.

It's just a purely physical head-on collision.

Gu Jianyi's pupils instantly contracted to their maximum size.

He felt as if his sword was not piercing a person's flesh and blood.

Instead, it pierced a piece of cosmic divine iron that had collapsed over countless epochs.

No.

Harder than that.

It's so hard it's despair-inducing.

At the tip of the sword.

That unified sword intent, capable of piercing through dimensions.

When I touched the seemingly ordinary skin on Su Yu's shoulder.

It was like hitting a wall of sighs.

A purplish-gold shimmer flashed across Su Yu's skin.

That was the magic-breaking characteristic of the Primordial Purple-Gold Dragon Clan, a spontaneously formed absolute defense due to the abnormal quality of nine pieces of immortal matter.

hiss hiss hiss—

The intent of the Guiyi Sword is to frantically cut at the microscopic level.

but.

They couldn't even break through Su Yu's thin layer of skin.

Not even a white mark was left.

"impossible……"

Gu Jianyi's mind went blank.

He gritted his teeth and poured all the remaining essence within his body into the longsword without reservation.

Get in here!!!

He gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands and pressed forward with all his might.

but.

Su Yu stood there, his figure like an unmoving sacred mountain.

It didn't even shake once.

Instead, it was the top-grade Dao artifact longsword in Gu Jianyi's hand.

Under the pressure of the terrorist forces on both sides.

The blade began to bend visibly.

A breathtaking arc.

Creak...creak...

A sickening metallic creaking sound rang out.

The tiger's mouth of Gu Jianyi's hands, which were gripping the sword, cracked instantly.

Blood splattered.

The immense force of the recoil surged through his arms like a raging sea, flowing down the hilt of the sword.

Click!

The force of the shockwave caused fine cracks to appear in the bones of his arms.

"What... what kind of physical body is this...?"

Gu Jian stared blankly at the long sword that had bent into a full moon shape.

Looking at the powerful body beneath the sword tip, not even a single wrinkle could be seen.

He was very proud of his Unity Sword Intent.

He touched the threshold of power with a fatal blow.

even.

It couldn't even pierce the opponent's skin.

despair.

An unprecedented, suffocating sense of despair instantly overwhelmed Gu Jianyi.

This is not a battle on a single dimension.

This is a mortal wielding a wooden stick, trying to shake a collapsing black hole.

Su Yu turned his head slightly.

He looked at the longsword, bent to its limit, resting on his shoulder.

His expression was calm and composed.

"Not bad."

Su Yu gave a fair assessment in a calm tone.

"The artistic conception has been achieved."

"pity."

Su Yu looked at Gu Jianyi's face, which had completely lost all color.

"Not enough strength!"

The words fell.

Su Yu didn't even make a move.

His shoulders gave a very subtle, forward jolt.

boom--! ! !

A pure, extreme physical rebound force suddenly erupted.

That top-grade Dao artifact longsword could no longer withstand the terrifying pressure of its mass.

Starting from the tip of the sword, it shattered inch by inch!

It turned into countless tiny metal powders.

boom--!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the longsword shattering inch by inch.

An unimaginably powerful counterforce, following the trajectory of the lingering sword intent in the air, poured down on Gu Jianyi without reservation.

This power is too pure.

It contained no profound mysteries of the Great Dao, nor any fancy magical transformations.

It's simply an overwhelming physical superiority.

Gu Jian felt as if he had been struck by lightning in his chest.

It felt like being hit head-on by an ancient star traveling at high speed.

Both feet left the ground instantly.

It flew backward uncontrollably.

boom!

Gu Jianyi forcibly twisted his waist in mid-air, his feet slamming heavily onto the array patterns on the edge of the arena.

Two visible ripples appeared as he stepped out.

It slid backward for several meters before it could barely regain its balance.

Blood and qi surged.

But he did not vomit blood.

In fact, apart from the external injuries of the split skin between his thumb and forefinger, he didn't suffer any internal injuries.

Gu Jian was stunned.

He looked up in disbelief at Su Yu, who stood in the center of the arena, his clothes perfectly neat and tidy.

He was a sword cultivator, and his perception of power was extremely keen.

He is very clear.

In that instant, if the other party had wanted to, that recoil could have easily traveled up his arm and made him unable to stand up at all.

but.

The other party held back.

In that extreme moment of collision, it was astonishing that such precise control over physical forces could still be achieved.

Sending and receiving messages freely.

What does this tell us?

This means that the other person's physical foundation is like a bottomless ocean.

And that desperate sword strike he had just delivered, one that had exhausted all his strength and even touched the threshold of rebellion, was now a fatal blow.

Not even a single wave was stirred up in this vast ocean.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

In the vast second competition area, tens of thousands of spectators seemed to be collectively frozen in place.

Everyone stared wide-eyed and gaped.

Staring blankly at the unshakable figure in white robes on the arena, who seemed like a god.

My mind went completely blank.

What happened?

Gu Jianyi, a top prodigy of the Hunyuan Dao Palace, is hailed as a strong favorite to win the championship.