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When these words were spoken, the disciples, elders, and even the large Duelling Sword Valley instantly boiled up. No one could have anticipated this sudden turn of events. To be able to defeat a half-step king at the Spirit Sea Realm was an incredible feat, and to be able to kill him in an instant was even more unbelievable.

At this moment, the way the inner disciples looked at Fan Wuji seemed to have changed. Everyone felt a sense of respect towards him. Although Fan Wuji was not at the Life and Death Realm, he had instantly killed Lu Cangsheng, which meant that he possessed the strength of a King.

"I did not participate in the true inner sect competition. I defeated Lu Cangsheng and became the champion. Perhaps the other disciples present weren't convinced by me, the first person. Especially the ten disciples in front of the inner court. They are all arrogant geniuses. " Fan Wuji calmly said.

His tone was not loud and his voice did not contain any spirit energy, but all the inner disciples present could clearly hear what he said.

Fan Wuji paused for a moment, and his gaze swept across the top ten inner disciples, revealing a trace of contempt. He said in a clear voice, "If you don't accept this, I will beat you until you are convinced." Now, I will give you guys a chance. Whoever wins against me together, I will give my title of number one in the inner sect to him. "

In the blink of an eye, ten furious gazes shot towards Fan Wuji. They were all the top inner disciples of the Nine Peaks of the Heavenly Sword Sect, many of them being the leaders of their respective Sword Peaks. They were all extremely proud individuals, and had never received such humiliation before.

"What is it? Are you afraid? Swordsman of my generation, you can lose, you can lose, you can die in battle, but you absolutely cannot admit defeat. A sword artist should show off his edge, and advance forward unstoppably. " Fan Wuji said in a mocking tone.

"Let's go all out." People like us are afraid of him. " The chief disciple of the Nature Sword Summit bellowed.

"That's right. With the two Senior Brothers Lu Cangsheng and Liu Xuanfeng here, coupled with us, the Great Perfection of the Spirit Sea, we might have the strength to fight him. " The Chief of the Yin Yang Sword Sect replied.

With a few words, these people came to a consensus. The ten inner disciples each drew out their own swords and unleashed a shocking sword intent. They fought for their dignity.

Liu Xuefeng of the Origin Sword Mountain gave Fan Wuji a complicated look. He softly said, "Junior Martial Brother Fan." I never knew that our Origin Sword Mountain would have a hidden dragon like you. Looks like my title of being the Chief of the Origin Sword Summit isn't true. But the swordsman is unrelenting in every way, I am willing to ask Junior Brother for some pointers. "

As he spoke, all of his power of half a step into the Profound Truths of the Earth exploded out. He performed some kind of terrifying secret art, which allowed him to instantly pour all of his spiritual power out of his body.

"Triple Layered Wind Trail!"

Previously, when he executed the Wind Trail Killing technique, it was already extremely difficult. With the help of the secret technique, he used all of the 90% of the spiritual energy in his body to swing three swords in the blink of an eye.

Three sword strikes, three unfathomable sword Qis that were like violent winds, swept towards Fan Wuji's direction. The secret technique to activate the Triple Layered Wind Trail Killing Technique was his trump card. He understood that to Fan Wuji, ordinary sword moves were useless and would only bring about humiliation.

Fan Wuji immediately took out his three foot long Blue Edge Sword. The Extreme Realm source sword intent slanted out from the sword in his hand, transforming into a half moon shaped sword qi that shot straight towards the three violent wind sword energies.

With a "shua" sound, the half-moon sword qi destroyed the three sword energies in front of it as if it were a dried twig. The sword energy did not lose a single bit of speed as it charged straight towards Liu Xuefeng with the might of a tsunami.

He was shocked and his face paled. He quickly raised the greatsword in his hand and used a defensive stance to block the half-moon shaped sword qi. With a bang, he was hit by the sword Qis and was sent flying far away like a kite with its string cut.

Complete opprobrium!

These two words were the freshmen of the inner court disciples that everyone present was watching the battle. Liu Xuefeng, who was normally like a mountain crushing down on the body of the Origin Sword Mountain's inner court disciple, was defeated in such a manner; this was an extremely visual impact.

The other inner sect's top ten disciples also restrained the fear in their hearts. One by one, they no longer dared to hold back and unleashed their strongest sword moves, killing Fan Wuji. They weren't completely confident, but for the sake of dignity, they had to fight.

A flicker, a few blurs, and shadows appeared all around him, as if countless figures had appeared all at the same time. It was impossible to tell which one was the real him. Fan Wuji's Butterfly Dash was originally of an extremely high grade. Coupled with his extreme mastery of fire, it made it difficult for others to see what was real and what wasn't.

His speed was faster than most of the inner disciples' eyes. Bang! Bang! Bang! The sounds were unending, mixed with cries of pain. A few minutes later, Fan Wuji stopped in his tracks, holding his Green Edge, his eyes filled with indifference.

The ten disciples in front of the inner sect entrance were all knocked down by him. The inner disciples were twitching and moaning on the ground. All of them had lost the ability to fight.

For a time, the entire audience was deathly silent, so silent that even a pin drop could be heard.

These inner sect disciples all stared at Fan Wuji in the battle zone with unblinking eyes. Aside from reverence, there was also admiration, giving these disciples an indomitable impression.

At this point, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Fan Wuji definitely had the combat strength of a Life and Death Realm King. The ten inner court disciples were all powerful warriors of the Spirit Sea Realm. Liu Xuefeng and Lu Cangsheng were even more of half-step king level experts, possessing a portion of the might of a king.

At this time, ten true disciples walked out from the depths of the valley. These true disciples' auras were as deep and profound as the ocean. Successor Disciples were the kings of this generation of Skysword Sect disciples. They were the idols of all the disciples, and also the targets of their dreams.

It was said that the true disciples were all Life and Death Realm experts. Every single one of them had an extremely high chance of becoming Immortal Soul stage cultivators. It was said that the number one true disciple and the third true disciple had the highest talent. They were both heaven's pride level experts with the highest potential to reach the Dao. They were talking about the future of Skysword Sect. Previous generations of Heavenly Sword Sect's great elders, most of them were the true heirs of the past.

Successor Disciples, we are here to watch the Inner Disciple Competition. After all, most of the true disciples came from the inner sect.

After the true disciples came the inner masters of the nine peaks. The disciples of the nine peaks were all participating in the inner sect competition this time, so it was a rare grand occasion. The Nine Peaks of the Heavenly Sword Sect would send an Earthly Immortal Stage inner elder to oversee the battle.2

These Elders' levels were too high, causing the inner disciples to be unable to see their depth. However, many of the senior disciples understood that the inner sect elders must be in the Immortal Soul stage, and the Immortal Soul stage cultivators might not be the inner sect elders. These inner sect elders were all elites of the Immortal Soul Stage. There were quite a few Great Circle of Earthly Immortal Elders like Gu Tongyou.

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