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Anyone could see that Fan Wuji was weak and powerless. Even so, the crowd remained silent. The way everyone looked at him was more or less filled with admiration.2

Just as Jing Wuming had said, he was using one of the three thousand secret arts of the Heavenly Dao. This technique was mighty and mighty, and anyone facing it would not be an opponent, but the lofty Heavenly Dao.

Fan Wuji gathered his strength and weakly said, "Don't instill in me any nonsense that the Heavenly Dao cannot defeat. I, Fan Wuji, believe in myself, and walk the invincible path. The large amount of sword qi from before had already caused your translucent gas to dissipate. This means that my attack has reached the boundary of your Void Transformation Stage. As long as my sword power becomes even more powerful, it will be enough to break your Void Transformation Art. "

"Indeed, my Void Transformation Art has his defensive limit. Just look at himself. He must have used some forbidden technique to forcefully increase the power of his sword Qis. It was difficult for you to speak, and your face was extremely pale. What are you going to fight with? What power do you have to surpass the power of that technique? " He had openly admitted that the technique of Void Transformation had a defensive limit.

But just as he had said, Fan Wuji had already used up all of his mental energy after performing the Heartsword Art. Without the support of his heartforce, this sword technique would not be able to unleash that kind of perverse prowess.

"Who else can I part with my mental sword techniques!"

Fan Wuji let out a loud shout and once again used his remaining strength of heart to develop the might of his Heart Sword Technique. The Heartsword stance was a sword-art which had an explosive power that could be described as invincible. Every time he used it, its power would at least double. "Of course, the vast majority of people who were able to unleash one sword strike was a genius, and two were monsters. As for those who were able to execute three sword strikes consecutively, not a single person was not a Heaven's Pride.

This strike was not as imposing as the one from before, it was only an inch long sword ray. Although the sword light had been condensed to its peak, it was still a small success. The power of this strike was three times stronger than the previous move.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The speed of the sword beam was so fast that it caused a howling gale to rise. In the blink of an eye, he slashed at the translucent gas. The two sides were in a deadlock for a total of seventeen or eighteen times. Recently, the semi-transparent gas finally dispersed, and the power of the sword ray had already exceeded the limit of his Void Transformation.

Then the sword energy directly slashed down. Right before he was about to lose his life, Jing Wuming forcefully suppressed the panic in his heart and continuously retreated, wanting to dodge this unparalleled sword beam. Soon, he was at the edge of the arena. If he continued to retreat, he would admit defeat. His pride would not allow him to admit defeat.

Jing Wuming immediately grit his teeth and gathered all the strength in his body to distribute his true qi to each of his vital points. With a swoosh, sword light flashed, and one of Jing Wuming's arms was cleanly chopped off. Instantly, blood splashed all over the arena. Jing Wuming looked at Fan Wuji with a hint of fear in his eyes.

His eyes were filled with disbelief. It was difficult for him to imagine how an extremely weak man could unleash a might that was twice that of a complete victory.

"If you admit defeat now, I'll leave you with your life!" Fan Wuji coldly stared at his opponent. With that, he began to cough violently. There were no injuries on his body at all, only a feeling of exhaustion and exhaustion.

Hearing Fan Wuji cough, Jing Wuming had a complicated expression on his face as he observed Fan Wuji. He thought for a moment and said, "The one who should admit defeat is you, Fan Wuji, not me, Jing Wuming. I lost an arm to you. However, you are already at the end of your tether. I only need one light blow to knock you down. In this way, victory will still belong to me, to the Heavenly Dao. "

"You're courting death!" One of the Sword in the Heart Sword Intent: Unparalleled! "

Fan Wuji wanted to unleash the third stance of the [Heartsword Art], but this strike had to be from a Heaven's Pride. Moreover, he had expended too much strength in his heart so this sword strike was secretly accumulating strength. However, he was feeling dizzy and could faint at any moment.

He staggered, staggered, and a wave of darkness rushed into his mind. His sword-wielding arm could no longer lift the sword.

The instant before he fainted, his mind that had been invaded by darkness blossomed with a bright ray of light. This light instantly illuminated his mind, dispersing all the haze.

His entire person suddenly became extremely spirited. His body no longer swayed, and his arms were no longer weak. It was as if he had returned to his peak state.

"The second stage of the Invincible Great Power has been completed." I've mastered it! " Fan Wuji inwardly roared a few times. Since he was unconscious, he managed to break through to the second level of the Unparalleled Power at the peak of the first level. The unrivalled great potential had a qualitative change, and it was itself the strongest great potential in the nine heavens and ten earth. It possessed unthinkable, unnegotiable, insignificant, unthinkable might.

At this time, under the effect of the second stage of the Unparalleled Great Power, Fan Wuji's strength of heart had not only recovered to its peak, but it was also much stronger than before. After all, the so-called Invincible Heart, Unparalleled Great Power, and the inheritance of the invincible bloodline were all used for the usage of Will and Heartforce.

Fan Wuji gently swung out his sword. This was the third form of the Heart Sword Technique. Since ancient times, only an unparalleled heaven's pride level expert would be able to perform this technique.

Under this sword, the sun and moon lost their radiance, the world lost its color, the living creatures lost their luster, and even the ghosts and deities cried out in fear.

The fear in Jing Wuming's heart finally overflowed. He could not stop trembling, and actually did not dodge or resist this sword strike. In truth, when faced with this sword, he had no way of dodging it, nor could he defend against it. He slowly closed his eyes, as if he was waiting for the attack and death to come.

The skinny old man in the sky lightly sighed. He immediately waved his sleeve and an unparalleled amount of immortal energy burst forth. This immortal power was the ascension of spiritual energy, and spiritual energy was the ascension of true energy. Immortal energy was two levels higher than true energy. Not only did it arrive late, it even turned into a shield of immortal energy, blocking in front of Jing Wuming.

Ding ding dang dang!

Fan Wuji's sword landed on the immortal shield, producing a metallic sound, crisp and melodious. When the sound faded, Jing Wuming finally opened his eyes, trembling. When the immortal energy shield entered his vision, he felt a sense of joy at having survived the calamity.

Wan Wuji immediately said loudly: "In this battle, Fan Wuji won, and Jing Wuming lost. Fan Limitless gained 1 point. Nine wins, nine points. I declare the competition of the top ten to be over. Fan Wuji won first place with nine out of nine wins, and even became the Hundred Kingdom Genius King, Gui Guan. "

Finished speaking, Wan Wuji waved his sleeve, and a laurel crown that looked like gold but wasn't gold, wood yet wasn't wood, and like Shi Feishi's slowly descended in front of Fan Wuji. Fan Wuji reached out his hand to pick up the crown, immediately recognizing it as his master created a close connection with it.

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