Chapter 779: Defeating Yan Wuchen!

"Silver Waterfall Across the Sky."

Yan Wuchen swung his sword, and a silver river of Sword Qi streaked across the arena like a waterfall falling from the heavens. Its speed reached an astonishing level, arriving in front of Li Yun almost instantly.

The strike was not only fast. Its Sword Qi was also terrifyingly sharp and filled with killing power. An ordinary cultivator at the 9th level of Heavenly Core Realm would likely die miserably the moment he came into contact with it.

It had to be admitted that Yan Wuchen, as the second strongest Heavenly Core Realm disciple of the Supreme Heaven Sword Sect, did indeed possess real skill. His attainment in swordsmanship was extraordinary, and it was even comparable to some weaker Spirit Manifestation Realm experts.

If this had been when Li Yun first arrived at Lake Heart Island, he might not have been able to block this strike.

But now, he was not afraid at all.

"Slow Sword."

Li Yun swung his sword.

This strike reached an extreme speed. It was like a flash of lightning and a falling star crossing the night sky.

A sharp Sword Qi erupted violently.

In an instant, the two strands of Sword Qi clashed together. Then, to everyone’s shock, the Silver River Sword Qi unleashed by Yan Wuchen was actually torn apart.

After shredding the Silver River Sword Qi, the Sword Qi from Slow Sword still did not dissipate. Its lingering shockwaves carved a deep furrow across the ground.

Yan Wuchen was forced back several steps.

His face filled with shock and disbelief. He could not accept that he had actually lost to Li Yun in a direct swordsmanship clash.

"Your sword is too slow."

Li Yun’s indifferent voice rang out.

Then, he swung his sword again.

This strike was also Slow Sword, but it was different from before. This time, Li Yun incorporated part of the essence of Mountain River Sword Art, allowing the strike to contain a faint trace of spatial law.

The moment the sword moved, it could no longer be described as merely fast.

It seemed to pierce through space itself, appearing in front of Yan Wuchen almost at the same moment it was swung.

"Not good."

Yan Wuchen’s expression changed drastically.

He instinctively raised his sword in front of him to block. Unfortunately, even if he had been fully prepared, he might still not have been able to withstand this strike. Now that he was reacting in haste, his defense was even more inadequate.

His body was directly blasted away by the sword strike and flew off the arena.

"He actually won."

"Li Yun not only won, but he won cleanly and decisively. His attainment in the sword path is actually no weaker than his attainment in the Way of the Soul."

Seeing this scene, the crowd cried out in astonishment, and their emotions were greatly stirred.

After defeating Yan Wuchen, Li Yun’s advancement into the final Ranking Matches was basically settled. Unless he lost both of his remaining matches, one of the two qualifying spots from Group Seven would definitely belong to him.

Of Li Yun’s two remaining opponents, aside from the Fourth Knight, the other person’s strength was quite ordinary and could even be considered near the bottom among all contestants in Group Seven.

Under these circumstances, there was almost no way for Li Yun to lose.

In other words, he had already entered the top twenty of this Heaven’s Chosen Ranking.

A cultivator at the 2nd level of Heavenly Core Realm had actually fought through all obstacles and reached the final Ranking Matches. This was simply an enormous dark horse.

Moreover, this dark horse always managed to bring surprises.

Just when others thought they had seen through him, they discovered that they had only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg.

Whenever the crowd believed he had exhausted his methods, he would always reveal another unexpected technique and secure victory. It was difficult for such a person not to leave a deep impression.

"Damn it. I actually lost to this kid."

Below the arena, Yan Wuchen’s face was extremely ugly.

With this loss, he now had two defeats. Even if he defeated Luo Sheng next, it would be impossible for him to advance from the Group Stage.

This filled his heart with shock, anger, and unwillingness.

Yet no matter how furious he was, he had to admit one thing.

In terms of the sword path, he was indeed no match for Li Yun.

That previous strike had no special trait besides one word.

Fast.

Yet when speed reached its absolute extreme, it became a form of terrifying power.

Yan Wuchen clearly understood that if he wanted to achieve such speed, he would likely need to reach the Spirit Manifestation Realm first. It was precisely because he understood this that, along with the anger in his heart, a deep sense of powerlessness also rose within him.

The swordsmanship he was so proud of was actually so fragile before Li Yun.

"Tsk, tsk."

Just then, a cold laugh rang out.

Luo Sheng glanced sideways at Yan Wuchen, deliberately drawing out his tone as he said, "I seem to remember that not long ago, someone said that a person who could not even defeat a cultivator at the 2nd level of Heavenly Core Realm might as well go hang himself."

"If I remember correctly, those words were said by you yourself, Yan Wuchen. Do you need me to help you find a rope?"

Luo Sheng’s face was filled with schadenfreude.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he did not dislike Li Yun as much as before.

If he alone had been unlucky, it would naturally have been difficult to accept. But if more people were equally unlucky, or even more unlucky than him, then the matter suddenly did not seem so bad.

This was Luo Sheng’s current state of mind.

Since even Yan Wuchen had lost to Li Yun, it proved that Li Yun truly had ability. Losing to him was not really a disgrace.

"You!"

Hearing Luo Sheng’s mocking voice, Yan Wuchen’s face stiffened, and he almost vomited blood in anger.

Not long ago, he had mocked Luo Sheng. In the blink of an eye, Luo Sheng had thrown his own words right back at him.

This retribution had come far too quickly.