Chapter 790: Strongest Sword Dao Genius?

"How is this possible?"

A look of disbelief appeared on Meng Longxiang’s face.

Although his overall strength might only rank in the lower-middle among the twenty contestants, he had absolute confidence in his physical body.

He believed that at least in terms of physical strength, no one here should be able to contend with him.

But he had never expected Li Yun to be evenly matched with him in physical strength.

"Dragon-Elephant Power."

Meng Longxiang roared.

The clothes on his upper body directly burst apart. His muscles bulged high, every vein seemed to form the shape of a swimming dragon, and every muscle was as solid as an elephant’s back.

Dragon-Elephant Power was one of the unique secret techniques of the Mountain-Moving Sect.

Once this martial skill was activated, it could multiply his strength several times over a short period.

Boom!

He threw another punch.

Compared to before, the power of this punch was even more terrifying. A single blow seemed capable of shattering a giant mountain or crushing a city.

"Seven Slaughter Fist, Fourth Strike."

Facing this punch, Li Yun directly used the fourth strike of Seven Slaughter Fist.

Of course, he did not use Slaughter Intent here.

If he used Slaughter Intent, he would simply be bullying his opponent, and that was not his intention in this fight.

Their fists collided.

Dust surged upward, and a mushroom cloud rose from the arena.

After a few breaths, Meng Longxiang let out a muffled groan, and his body flew directly out of the arena.

In a battle of physical bodies, he was actually no match for Li Yun and was forcefully defeated.

However, this scene did not cause too much of a sensation.

Li Yun being able to defeat Meng Longxiang was already within everyone’s expectations. It was no longer considered strange.

In fact, after he defeated Lu Yuchen, many people had already placed him at the same level as Monk Yiming and the others.

Even if he was still not their match, the difference likely was not too large.

The next battle was Man Cang against Mei Yaorao.

Man Cang’s appearance was somewhat similar to Meng Longxiang’s, as both of them were tall and rugged men. However, the level of their willpower was entirely different.

Facing Mei Yaorao’s temptation, Man Cang remained completely unmoved. He also showed no pity because of her beauty.

After a few moves, he ignored Mei Yaorao’s resentful gaze and defeated her.

The following battle was Ye Wuhen against Absolute Sword Path.

This battle drew great attention from everyone, and Li Yun was also quite interested in it.

Sword cultivators had always formed a major path in the Martial Dao.

Because of their powerful offensive ability, once a sword cultivator truly rose, their strength would become incredibly terrifying.

Even in the Dao Resonance Realm, sword cultivators still held a great advantage. Those who could look down on others of the same rank were often sword cultivators.

In the Northern Territory, there were three major sword cultivators.

They were Ye Wuhen, Absolute Sword Path or his real name Shen Mu, and Li Yun.

Naturally, everyone was concerned about which of the three was the number one sword cultivator.

"Ye Wuhen, although you are a disciple of the Profound Origin Immortal Sect, I will still defeat you in this battle."

Absolute Sword Path wore black robes, and his eyes were filled with arrogance. His voice was cold as he said, "The number one swordsman on the Heaven’s Chosen Ranking is destined to be me."

"Victory and defeat are determined through battle, not through words."

Ye Wuhen was dressed in white, as clean as snow.

He spoke calmly. "Make your move."

"Seven Swords of Extinction, First Sword, Black Water."

Absolute Sword Path let out a long howl, and a pitch-black longsword appeared in his hand.

The sword emitted a dark glow that seemed to devour all light. It formed a flowing mass of Sword Qi that whistled toward Ye Wuhen.

"Ice Seal."

Ye Wuhen swung his sword, and a burst of cold air erupted.

The entire arena was instantly covered in a thick layer of frost, and the terrifying frost power directly froze the Black Water-like Sword Qi.

"Seven Swords of Extinction, Second Sword, Demon Hunt."

Absolute Sword Path struck again.

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of rounds. Their Sword Qi whistled across the arena and carved deep sword marks into its surface.

The strength and Sword Dao attainment they displayed surprised many seniors and famous figures.

Their understanding of the Sword Dao was not much inferior to Spirit Manifestation Realm experts. It was even comparable to some experts at the 2nd or 3rd level of Spirit Manifestation Realm.

The only thing they lacked was sufficient true essence cultivation.

These two were truly Sword Dao geniuses.

"Seven Swords of Extinction, Fifth Sword, Rashomon."

Finally, Absolute Sword Path erupted.

He floated in mid-air, his black robes fluttering in the fierce wind.

The pitch-black sword in his hand emitted strong black light, and endless Sword Qi converged into a strange gate.

The gate was black and covered in eerie patterns, as if it had been summoned from hell. It emitted a power that made one’s divine soul tremble as it rotated and pressed down toward Ye Wuhen.

"Extreme Frost Cold Sword."

Ye Wuhen also exerted his full strength.

Cold air erupted completely, and he poured everything into this strike.

Victory and defeat would be decided by this single sword.

Boom!

Finally, the two strands of Sword Qi collided.

A startling wave of energy spread outward, causing the barrier around the arena to tremble.

Ye Wuhen suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His body staggered, and he was no longer able to stand steadily. If not for the sword in his hand supporting him, he would have collapsed completely.

Even so, he could only barely kneel on the ground. His aura was weak and listless, and it was clear he no longer had any strength left to fight.

In this battle, Absolute Sword Path won.

"The people of the Profound Origin Immortal Sect are nothing more than this."

Absolute Sword Path gave a cold smile, his eyes full of disdain.

Then, he looked at Li Yun from a distance, sneered, put away his black sword, and walked off the arena.

"That bastard."

In the stands, Elder Bai Jing’s face turned extremely ugly.

Ye Wuhen was the seeded contestant of Sword Peak.

Ye Wuhen’s defeat had brought disgrace not only to Elder Bai Jing, but also to the entire Sword Peak of the Profound Origin Immortal Sect.

A successor trained by a top-tier power had actually lost to a disciple of a first-rate power.

If this spread, the entire Northern Territory would laugh.

"Kid Li, next, I can only rely on you."

With a grim expression, Elder Bai Jing’s gaze subconsciously turned toward Li Yun.