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On the stage, Jing Wuming gave Fan Wuji a meaningful look. He said in an indifferent tone, "You and I are the most eye-catching dark horses in this genius battle. Previously, the hot topic for winning the championship was all those hateful royalty. Today, the genius king must be one of us. No matter what, we, the offspring of the Humble Class, have finally won under the oppression of the Wealthy Class. Damn those rich kids, they've lost. "1

"There are scum in the offspring of the Humble Class, and there are kind-hearted people in the young masters of the Wealthy Class. I know that you are from a poor family and have always looked down on the Wealthy Class. However, there are thousands of different kinds of people. Good and bad are also relative, and cannot be generalized. I hope you're not too extreme. " Fan Wuji sighed slightly and said.

"I had thought that you were also an example to the disciples of the Humble Class. Who would have thought that you would actually speak up for those Wealthy Class children. You betrayed your birth and the Humble Class. I will teach you a lesson in the place of the children of the Humble Class. " Jing Wuming roared with a twisted expression. Clearly, Fan Wuji's words had angered him.

Fan Wuji let out another long sigh. Although he was born of ordinary family background, he had been a student of teachers since he was young. He had read the Book of Virtue, was well-informed, and knew about the relationship between the Wealthy and Humble Classes. He understood that secularism was a very narrow concept. He really hoped that Jing Wuming would give up on the idea of a family.

"Let's fight." I will personally defeat you and understand that the Humble Class has given birth to a noble son. The so-called Wealthy Class and Royal Armour are just some parasites. " Jing Wuming's voice was icy cold. He decided to use the victories and losses of the two to determine the right and wrong of their thinking.

"First Style of Heartless, The Great Forgotten!"

Jing Wuming's tone became extremely calm and unperturbed, a sort of indifference that came from the heart. At this moment, he had changed from a twisted person to a person without any feelings, not even the slightest bit of emotion.

In this state of oblivion, Jing Wuming's presence once again broke through the Upper Sky barrier, reaching half a step into the Spiritual Sea. Everything did not stop, and his aura continued to soar. In just a single breath's time, his aura had reached the Spirit Sea level.

Jing Wuming had seen Fan Wuji's battle, and he knew that Fan Wuji's battle prowess was at the spirit ocean level as well. Therefore, Jing Wuming did not conceal his strength and directly revealed his true, heartless intent, displaying his peak state in front of everyone.

High in the sky, the skinny old man, who looked like an immortal, said with a complicated expression, "It's been a thousand years, and I can finally see the true meaning of Heartless again. Senior Brother, where are you now? With your incredible talent, you should have reached the Immortal Soul stage long ago. I just don't know if you touch the Tao. As for Wuqing's dao, it is known by the entire world. Even if one wanted to touch him, it would be difficult to do so.

Among the eight Immortals, he, who had been in the Immortal Soul Stage for a long time, couldn't help but think of his Senior Brother when he saw the heartfelt, heartless intent. He thought of those years when they were learning martial arts together a thousand years ago.

Xue Qingyi shook her head and said, "This battle is meaningless. The heartfelt and heartless intent was the superior intent from the start. It had the ability to suppress peers of the same generation. He had once again comprehended the 'Silent Realm'. With the two combined, even if Fan Wuji was not weaker than him, he would still be defeated. Silence is invincible within the same stage. "

"That may not be so. I'm optimistic about Fan. Didn't he give us a lot of surprises along the way? He had all the qualities of an outstanding swordsman. What I have my eyes on isn't his perception and talent, but his unyielding sword bones. The swordsman of my generation only believes in the sword in his hands. The sword madman disapprovingly said.

At this moment, out of the eight Immortals, most likely only the sword madman was optimistic about Fan Wuji, believing that Fan Wuji would be able to win. Actually, what he was optimistic about was not Fan Wuji, but the Dao of the Sword. To him, a Sword Immortal of the Immortal Soul Stage was a sign of faith. Regardless of the time, he would always stand on the side of the path of the sword.

"Ten Thousand Arts Smelting Furnace!"

Fan Wuji shouted in a deep voice. He finally took out his trump card. What he had learned was all over the place. Not only did he train his body simultaneously with qi refinement, but he also had the half-superior true intent of combining the true intent of agility and strength, and also the unparalleled great potential. His sword intent was only at the lower level, but he had comprehended the second level and was not weaker than the middle level true intent. None of these specialties was outstanding or outstanding. However, he had not yet comprehended the realm of combining all of the techniques into one, nor had he integrated all of his knowledge into one.

Before he disappeared, his father had only taught him a sword technique and a secret art. Even though there were a hundred sword-arts in the sword technique, the secret art was the Ten Thousand Arts Smelting Furnace. Let's not mention about the Hundred Swords Sword Art for now, the so-called Ten Thousand Arts Smelting Furnace used one's own body as the furnace, forcibly merging the various powers in one body to form a type of power.

The effect of all smelting furnaces was the same as that of all smelting furnaces. It was just that all methods combined into one. It relied on one's own comprehension. It relied on complete comprehension to combine all the knowledge one had learned in their lifetime into one. The Thousand Arts Smelting Furnace used one's own body as its furnace to forcefully fuse the various powers within one's body, but it was also overdrawing one's physical body. It was a type of secret technique that required a short period of time to explode.

After he activated the Ten Thousand Arts Smelting Furnace, the different energies of Qi Refinement and Body Refinement were actually gradually merging into one. This secret technique was like its name, using itself as a furnace to refine all of its power.

"Roar!"

He could feel the explosive growth of his power as it was refined, and he couldn't help but let out a loud roar. In the blink of an eye, his aura had also reached the spirit sea level.

"Seven Annihilations and Seven Evils, Kill Hit Evil!"

Fan Wuji raised the three foot long blade in his hand. He completely released his spirit and subconsciously used this sword technique. His swordplay was filled with a murderous intent, but it also contained a shocking killing intent. The combination of killing intent and killing intent gave his sword technique a kind of oppressive power. If one did not have a firm will, they would be distracted by the sword and reveal a great weakness.

Jing Wuming's expression was still terrifyingly calm. He once again controlled the translucent gas used to fight against Qin Guang. This translucent gas was a fusion of true energy and ruthless true intent.

He was one of the four main branches of the True Meaning of the Heavenly Dao, and possessed unbelievable godly powers. The moment the translucent gas and Fan Wuji's sword collided, the killing intent and killing intent were immediately dispersed.

The power of the Seven Deadly Swords lay solely in their killing intent and killing intent. Now that they had been dispersed, it was as if a tiger had pulled its teeth out. At the same time, the translucent gas vibrated at an extremely high frequency. When this vibrating power entered the sword, it almost instantly entered Fan Wuji's body. The vibrating power within him vibrated non-stop, as if even his internal organs were trembling.

Seeing this, Fan Wuji immediately swung the sword in his hand, attempting to throw out a translucent gas, cutting off the source of the vibrating power within his body. However, that gas was like maggots wrapped around the three-foot-long blade.

"Destroy!"

Helplessly, he gathered up the Sword Qi of the second level in his body and extinguished the power of vibration in his body. The pure sword intent indeed had the power of destruction, and it quickly eliminated the power of vibration.

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