Chapter 918 - 566: Since Ancient Times, the Greatest Blade! (Double-Length)

Chapter 918: Chapter 566: Since Ancient Times, the Greatest Blade! (Double-Length)

At the same time, the one forced out of the darkness and revealed was Tong Zhige.

Tong Zhige raised his saber in front of him, gritting his teeth to withstand the Thunder Dragon’s bombardment, and was blasted tens of thousands of meters into the sky!

Just as he had thought, every saber strike of Song Changming’s carried an unprecedented stacking of Power; to take it head-on meant paying a hefty price.

The fact that he could endure this saber of Song Changming’s was enough to showcase his ability.

His arms went numb, as if even the blood in them had stopped flowing.

"So strong!" Even though Tong Zhige had mentally prepared himself, he still couldn’t help growing more and more shocked.

If he hadn’t just used Sword Qi to protect his whole body, Song Changming’s saber just now would likely have been enough to rob him of any ability to fight on!

"If you don’t start showing some real skill now, I’m afraid you won’t get another chance." Song Changming stood where he was, looked up to the sky, and did not pursue; he merely sent his voice up.

This was, after all, only a spar, not a life-and-death battle; the outcome wasn’t important. He only wanted to see the full extent of Tong Zhige’s strength.

Tong Zhige took a deep breath, his gaze growing even more solemn.

The Master’s Power within his body surged madly into that saber of his.

The originally pitch-black blade underwent a drastic change, suddenly manifesting a blazing golden hue like a scorching sun, burning like fire and smoke.

"Sun Technique!"

The next instant, Tong Zhige stood high in the heavens, raised his saber high, and hacked down fiercely.

Hum!

In the sky, it was as though a giant gaseous sun were falling from above; the momentum it carried was so vast it startled everyone in the entire Imperial Capital Main City!

Even the Level Seven Rune Array before the hall could not isolate this terrifying Pure Yang Blade Qi!

This time, even Emperor Yun’s expression shifted.

"A stunning saber!"

By comparison, the Thunder Dragon Song Changming had just cut out seemed inferior.

Outside the hall, one powerful aura after another was roused, figures revealing themselves as they fixed their gazes on the duel before them.

Some of them were Imperial Guard, others were reclusive old powerhouses of the Imperial Palace.

"This Blade Qi... could it be that the Taijia Saber has returned to the world!" A powerhouse within the palace perceived the clue and muttered under his breath.

"That’s the Yin Yang Technique of the Taijia Saber, no mistake. It’s been over two hundred years. I never thought this old man would live to see this Saber Technique with my own eyes again."

"That should be that brat Song Changming. Among the younger generation, I suppose only he can withstand the might of this Taijia Saber."

"Hehehe, this spar is interesting. Worth watching."

"Tell those Imperial Guard not to worry about anything. His Majesty will make his own judgment."

"..."

As the sky changed dramatically, Song Changming still stood there calm and unruffled, beneath that setting sun about to crash down, saber in one hand, neither dodging nor avoiding.

He twirled the saber into a blossom, grinned, and likewise slashed out with a saber.

A wondrous Blade Intent shot into the heavens; Energy reversed and surged upward, causing that falling sun to abruptly halt!

In that instant, the sound of the wind vanished, and all the noise and clamor of the city fell into dead silence!

Xin Yan’s beautiful eyes opened wide, her pupils violently contracting.

In her vision, after Song Changming’s saber strike, heaven and earth plunged into boundless stillness, as though everything had been paused.

Only when that golden setting sun shattered into countless fragments, only when Tong Zhige stumbled as he fell, only after more than ten seconds, did that terrifying Silent Blade Intent finally dissipate.

The frozen world, that ashen scene, at last returned to how it had been!

"Ancient Martial Arts!" Xin Yan murmured, her small mouth slightly open, unable to close for a long time.

She could naturally see that the saber Song Changming had just used belonged to Swordsmanship Martial Arts, and in terms of his level of control, he far surpassed Tong Zhige!

At least judging from that last exchange of ultimate moves, Tong Zhige’s saber had almost no room to resist; he had already collapsed under Song Changming’s Swordsmanship.

Song Changming had completely defeated Tong Zhige head-on with Swordsmanship.

That terrifying Supreme Blade Intent that annihilated heaven and earth—never mind Tong Zhige, even she could not raise the slightest thought of resisting it.

It was simply too strong!

She had no choice but to admit she had severely underestimated Song Changming’s strength before this.

She had thought many of the folk tales about Song Changming were all distorted, exaggerated rumors.

Now it seemed that, at least in terms of Martial Tao strength, Song Changming was indeed leaving his peers far behind!

Even the heir to the Taijia Saber, let alone her, could only eat his dust!

After Tong Zhige landed, he stood there dumbfounded for a long time, staring blankly at the saber in his hand.

Once the Energy and Blade Intent faded, the saber in his hand revealed its original form.

It was a semi-transparent saber like crystal; at first glance it didn’t look like a weapon of slaughter for battle, but more like an artwork meant only for appreciation and display, a rare treasure.

Yet this saber’s origin was anything but simple. It was the Treasure Saber passed down through the generations by the Taijia Blade Sect, and also a great treasure from ancient times!

Under the heavens, there was only this one.

With the heir to the Taijia Saber of this generation having emerged, this saber would surely return to the Divine Soldiers ranking, and would inevitably place near the very top.

Tong Zhige had considered the possibility of defeat, but he had never thought that even after he went all out and used the Sun Technique, he would still be defeated so easily.

From start to finish, Song Changming had only used three saber strikes.

But just those three sabers were enough to make Tong Zhige realize the vast gap in strength between himself and Song Changming.

"Immortal Song is indeed as formidable as the legends say. Today I’ve come to recognize myself. It’s my Skills and Cultivation that are lacking; I’ve truly made a fool of myself." Tong Zhige pressed down the intense frustration in his heart and cupped his fists to Song Changming.

"Brother Tong, there’s no need to belittle yourself. Your Swordsmanship is already dazzling enough. Under heaven, there are only a handful of people who can spar Saber Techniques with Brother Tong." Song Changming could see how heavily he had just struck Tong Zhige’s confidence, so he could only offer a few words of comfort.

These words were not false.

Tong Zhige bore the Taijia Saber Technique; in terms of pure Swordsmanship, he indeed had very few rivals.

It was just that today he had encountered Song Changming, who had already brought the ’Silent Saber’ to Perfection, and thus he lost in a contest of Swordsmanship.

But how many powerhouses in this world have their Swordsmanship Martial Arts at the Perfection Realm?

One could only say that today Tong Zhige had challenged a super boss that did not belong to his level.

Fortunately, Tong Zhige’s mental resilience was not weak; after just a few words, he quickly recovered.

"In the future, when my Swordsmanship reaches Great perfection, I’ll spar with Brother Song again. I hope by then Brother Song will not begrudge me his guidance." Tong Zhige sheathed his saber, a faint smile already appearing on his face.

"No problem." Song Changming nodded.

"Well then, Miss Xin Yan, would you like to give it a try?" Emperor Yun asked.

He was not surprised that Song Changming had won so cleanly.

What had slightly exceeded his expectations was that Song Changming’s Perfection Realm Martial Arts were so absurdly powerful to behold.

Xin Yan decisively declined.

Are you kidding? The heir of the Taijia Saber being defeated in three strikes was already outrageous enough. She at least had that much self-awareness; how would she dare bring humiliation upon herself?

"Miss Xin Yan, I have a Sword Array here. Would you be interested in taking a look?" Hearing Emperor Yun and Xin Yan’s conversation, Song Changming suddenly spoke.

Having just witnessed the Taijia Saber, he was now in high spirits, and naturally grew curious about the Martial Arts Xin Yan cultivated.

And since the other party used a sword, he would, of course, cater to her interests.

Sure enough, Xin Yan’s gaze flickered as she looked at him. After a brief hesitation, she said,

"I did not expect Marshal Song to also understand the Sword Dao. Please, enlighten me."

At her words, Song Changming smiled faintly and said nothing more, merely running his palm over the Heaven and Earth Ring.

The next instant, one Flying Sword after another shot out.

Seventy-two in total, they turned into seventy-two streaks of sword light, circling and spinning around Song Changming.

Each Flying Sword carried its own unique Sword Intent.

For a time, the myriad Sword Intents in this patch of heaven and earth continually intertwined, overlapped, and even fused.

Layer upon layer of clear Sword Cry rang out to the heavens.

Song Changming then formed a hand seal with his fingers.

The seventy-two Flying Swords fell together before him, converging into a formation.

"Please." Song Changming said.

Xin Yan watched as Song Changming simultaneously controlled seventy-two Longswords yet wielded them as easily as his own arms.

She knew then that Song Changming truly understood the Sword Dao.

And even if it was not as powerful as his Saber Techniques, at a glance his attainment was impressive, at least at the Mastery Level or above; especially the Sword Array he had laid down was absolutely extraordinary.

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