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"Such a fast speed!"

Sweeping his eyes across the wound on his shoulder, a hint of surprise surfaced in Long Bufan's heart. He did not expect that under the situation where his movement and attack combined with the Laws of the Wind, he was actually slightly weaker than Jiang Wuchen.

Due to the powerful force of qi and blood in his body, the flesh and blood on Long Bufan's left shoulder quickly wiggled, then healed once more. The scales that were split by the sword energy had also recovered completely.

"This guy, I think he has reached the level of Empyrean Realm and above."

Although Long Bufan found it hard to believe, he had to admit that Jiang Wu Chen's speed was faster than his.

Of course, this kind of speed was limited to the Concept of Wind. If Long Bufan used the Lightning Spirit Form or teleportation of the spatial martial arts, the speed of the two parties would be completely different.

"So it's a Sword Step. This human has a pretty good perception towards the way of the sword."

Inside the secret room at the top floor of the Tower of the Bravehearts, the Tower Lord's gaze slightly froze, looking at Jiang Wuchen within the array disk's mirage, as he muttered to himself in a low voice.

The so-called 'sword step' meant fusing one's footwork into one's comprehension of sword intent. In the instant one's body moved, one would reach the concept of 'one with the sword'. With the movement of the sword, the movement of the body would be the movement of the sword.

"Looks like this royal brat will fall at the hands of humans today." The Tower Master laughed sinisterly, a trace of ridicule could be seen within his indifferent eyes. It was obvious that he was not optimistic about Long Bufan's chances of victory in this battle.

After all, when experts fought, their speed would determine the outcome of the battle in an instant. If one was not careful, they would be killed by the faster one.

"If this speed is only your limit, then I will let you die a swift death in the following battle." Jiang Wu Chen stared at Long Bufan coldly, a trace of arrogance appearing on his blade like face.

Due to his advantage in speed, his tone right now really did have the right to be arrogant.

"Is that so?"

Long Bufan laughed coldly, and as he spoke, his entire person floated up from the slaughterhouse, as he stared straight at the other party. His golden eyes were suffused with a sinister cold glint, and a vigorous purple Power of thunder, began to condense within his body.

Jiang Wuchen looked at the black heavy sword in his hand with a trace of confidence in his eyes. He said indifferently: "Two years ago, I, who had comprehended Sword Step, defeated a Demon King level Troll Warrior, and then went on a tour around the countries of the Infernal domain, meeting a total of seven Demon King Domain experts. Unfortunately, none of the experts I met could be faster than the Hei Ming Sword in my hands.

Saying that, Jiang Wu Chen's voice paused for a moment, his gaze became like a sharp sword aura, he looked at Long Bufan, and said confidently: "And you, you are considered my first opponent against a Six-Winged Dragon Bloodline Demon King of the Royal family. Normally, those who are unable to catch up to me in terms of speed, will lose without a doubt, after defeating you, the next time, you will be the one to challenge the stronger Eight-winged Dragon Blood Demon King!"

Obviously, Jiang Wuchen was too confident.

Hearing these words, Long Bufan raised his brows slightly, and said noncommittally: "You are indeed very fast, but, in front of me, you are not even qualified to be arrogant!"

"Is that so?"

Jiang Wuchen said with a faint smile on his face. Within the Fighter s of the same level, he had never met a Fighter who was faster than him. Moreover, the shape of Long Bufan's Six-Winged Dragon Bloodline Demon King, in terms of cultivation, was even slightly weaker than his own middle stage Empyrean Realm.

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