Chapter 300: One Versus Five, A Single Sword to Annihilate the Proud

Chapter 300: One Versus Five, A Single Sword to Annihilate the Proud

Xu Yan looked up and saw a young man in a golden robe, holding a spear. From his attire, he seemed to be from the Wei Kingdom, one of the Seven Noble Families of the Three Kingdoms.

According to the Wood Family Elder's booklet, the Wei Kingdom of this generation had produced two proud sons. And the one practicing spear techniques was Wei Yuan.

At the early peak of the Refine God Realm, he was just half a step away from the middle stage, and his cultivation was extremely stable. Being a practitioner of the techniques from the Thousand Martial Arts Temple, his strength was not weak.

However, a mere early Refine God Realm cultivator, even if he was a proud son, was not someone Xu Yan would take seriously.

Even a rumored Proud Son with a Spiritual Body would only garner a slight bit of Xu Yan's attention, and that was it.

"Xu Yan, you're too arrogant!"

As Wei Yuan appeared, two more figures approached with fierce auras.

"The Hundred Blade Sect from the Seven Noble Families and the Wei Family from the Eight Noble Families. Three proud sons, that's about it," Xu Yan muttered to himself.

Pointing his sword, he said, "Why don't the three of you come at me together and save some time?"

"We've heard of your arrogance, Xu Yan, and now we're witnessing it!" Wei Yuan said, his face darkening.

"Arrogance is the impression ignorant people have of me. I, Xu Yan, have never been arrogant. I only speak with my strength," Xu Yan replied calmly.

More and more martial artists had gathered to watch the battle, including those from the Thousand Martial Arts State, as well as wandering cultivators and martial artists from the various Spirit Sect families.

After all, setting up a challenge platform in front of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple's mountain gate to challenge the proud sons of the Thousand Martial Arts State was unprecedented.

Whether they were wandering cultivators or martial artists from the Spirit Sect families, everyone was excited, eager to witness history and later boast that they had been witnesses and participants in this historic event!

The news of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple's generous rewards also spread among the Spirit Sect families, and proud sons from all over the Thousand Martial Arts State sensed an opportunity to enter the Thousand Martial Arts Temple, so they set out one after another.

"Let's see how capable you are!"

Wei Yuan lunged forward, his spear piercing out as a cold light flew like a giant python towards Xu Yan.

"Do we decide the outcome or life and death?"

Xu Yan's sword broke through Wei Yuan's attack as he asked in a deep voice.

"We decide life and death!" Wei Yuan replied coldly. "If you're afraid, kneel and kowtow to beg for mercy from the Supreme Elder of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple, and you might be spared!"

Xu Yan smiled contemptuously and said coldly, "If you want to seek death, Xu will grant your wish."

Looking at the other two, he asked, "What about you two?"

"Life and death!" the other two replied coldly.

Xu Yan sighed and said, "The proud sons of the Spirit Sect really know how to seek death!"

The watching martial artists twitched their mouths. This guy, Xu Yan, was truly arrogant!

"Hmph!" Xu Yan's eyes turned cold, and with just three sword strikes, he forced Wei Yuan to retreat step by step in a miserable state.

"You alone are not qualified to duel with me. I'll give you a chance. The three of you, come together." Xu Yan said coldly.

Wei Yuan's face turned extremely gloomy. Xu Yan's strength far exceeded his imagination, and he alone was not a match for him.

The other two also changed their expressions, glanced at each other, nodded, and descended from the high platform to stand with Wei Yuan.

"Xu Yan, if you're so arrogant, then we'll fulfill your wish!"

Although proud sons should have arrogance, this was an opportunity to gain the favor of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple. Moreover, faced with life and death, how many could maintain their arrogance?

"Boom!"

The three auras and three qi connections merged, and a powerful force instantly appeared on the high platform.

"Xu Yan has made a mistake. The techniques of the Three Kingdoms, the Seven Noble Families, and the Eight Noble Families all originate from the Thousand Martial Arts Temple. Once they join forces, their qi merges, and their strength will surely double."

"That's right. This is stronger than three ordinary martial artists joining forces. Although they seem like three people, they are actually combining their strengths into one, like one person practicing three different martial arts."

"Xu Yan is too young and proud. He can win one-on-one, but how can he defeat the combined strength of three people?"

Among the watching martial artists, there were some who understood the martial arts of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple.

At this moment, they shook their heads and sighed, thinking that Xu Yan had been too careless.

This was not a simple situation of three martial artists joining forces. It was more like the three of them becoming one, forming a united force rather than being scattered.

Xu Yan's intention to divide and conquer in a one-versus-three situation was absolutely impossible to achieve.

"Xu Yan will undoubtedly lose this battle!"

An elderly martial artist said solemnly.

On the high platform, Xu Yan was surrounded by sword intent as he faced the three proud sons of Wei Yuan. He was also surprised that when the three of them joined forces, their qi merged as if they had become one.

"This is also good. After this battle, I should be able to break through!" Xu Yan thought to himself.

"Xu Yan, today is the day you die!"

"Boom!"

Wei Yuan took the lead, thrusting his spear forward. The spear light blossomed with a cold light, tearing through the sky.

As Wei Yuan made his move, the other two also attacked Xu Yan from the left and right.

The moment the three of them took action, it was as if a martial artist was attacking from three directions at once. The fierce killing intent enveloped Xu Yan, leaving him no space to dodge or escape.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, sword lights appeared everywhere. Xu Yan's expression remained calm as sword lights rose around him. In an instant, a tree not far away was pulled from the ground and transformed into a sword, stabbing towards Wei Yuan and the other two.

In the blink of an eye, the grass and trees turned into sharp swords, exuding a cold light, with sword intent surging and arranging themselves in a formation. They merged their sword qi, resembling a vast landscape.

Around Xu Yan, sword lights emerged, and the landscape of mountains and rivers surrounded him, with the intent to kill surging in all directions!

Mountain and River Sword Formation!

"What kind of sword technique is this?!"

"Trees and grass turning into swords, a myriad of swords attacking at once?!"

"No, it's not a simple myriad of swords. Did you notice that they seem to form a special pattern, creating an even more powerful offensive technique?"

The Mountain and River Sword Formation shocked everyone present.

Wu Tiannan, floating in the clouds above, was also astonished.

"What kind of sword technique is this? Has there ever been such a sword technique in the Spirit Realm?"

At the sect's headquarters, the Temple Master of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple and the others wore extremely solemn expressions.

Xu Yan's sword technique was too profound and incredible!

"Turning mountains into swords seems to be true!"

An elder said in a deep voice.

"How did Wu Tiannan create such a sword technique?"

The Elder in charge of swords grit his teeth in shock.

Wei Yuan and the other two felt their hairs stand on end, their faces changing as they roared lowly and merged their martial arts power together.

"Rumbling!"

The sword lights poured down, the sword formation surrounded them, and the landscape of mountains and rivers changed, with killing intent raging fiercely.

"My sword technique rules over all others. Today, I will let the cowards of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple see what true sword technique is!" Xu Yan said coldly.

"Rumbling!"

"Kill!"

Wei Yuan and the other two were indeed powerful. With their combined strength, they unleashed a formidable might, sending the swords made from grass and trees flying and blocking the attack.

The landscape of mountains and rivers changed, and the sword lights layered on top of each other as the offensive continued relentlessly.

Xu Yan's sword fell, and as the sword lights alternated, it was as if the cycle of life and death was unfolding.

Even though the high platform had been reinforced by his formation, it began to crack under the intensity of the battle. Xu Yan frowned and forced Wei Yuan and the other two to rise into the air, leaving the platform.

Swish!

Two more figures approached, also proud sons from the Three Kingdoms, Seven Noble Families, and Eight Noble Families.

"What is this?"

The newly arrived pair wore astonished expressions, bewildered by such an extraordinary sword technique.

The onlooking martial artists were all astounded.

The elderly martial artist who had declared Xu Yan's certain defeat now felt his face burning, sensing mockery in the glances of those around him.

Maintaining a calm expression, he quietly slipped away from the crowd and melded into another group where he was unknown, muttering, "Xu Yan truly lives up to his reputation as an unparalleled genius and the top solitary cultivator of this generation. Wei Yuan and the other two are undoubtedly doomed!"

It was as if he hadn't been the one predicting Xu Yan's defeat moments ago!

"You two are here to challenge me as well? Come at me together then!" Xu Yan said nonchalantly, glancing at the two young men who had just arrived.

"Arrogant!" one of them replied coldly, brandishing his blade as he charged forward.

The other youth's expression turned ugly as he gripped his sword. He had a ridiculous thought—that the sword in his hand might suddenly turn on him and even kill him!

"Xu Yan's sword techniques are formidable, but if I back down now, I'll never improve!" he thought to himself.

Taking a deep breath, he roared and rushed towards Xu Yan, his sword intent surging.

At that moment, five proud sons were engaged in battle with Xu Yan!

The spectators were stunned and secretly thrilled, feeling that they were about to witness a historic moment.

A solitary cultivator taking on five proud sons—this battle between Xu Yan, the top solitary cultivator, and the proud sons of the Spirit Sect was about to shake the martial world.

More and more martial artists gathered to watch, and the crowd continued to grow. Among them were solitary cultivators with excited expressions, hoping that Xu Yan would triumph over the proud sons of the Spirit Sect.

On the other hand, the martial artists from the Spirit Sect families wore grim faces.

If Xu Yan emerged victorious, the notion that the proud sons of the Spirit Sect could suppress solitary cultivators would be shattered, which would not bode well for the Spirit Sect.

Xu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, his sword intent raging as he executed his sword formations and continuously unleashed his Mountain and River Sword and Life and Death Sword Wheel techniques.

Fighting five opponents alone, he felt the pressure.

Even though his sword formations were powerful, Wei Yuan and the others were also proud sons, and their merged auras and combined martial arts power made them extremely formidable.

It was as if a single person was employing five distinct offensive techniques and seamlessly merging them into one.

Moreover, Wei Yuan and his companions were two whole realms above Xu Yan in terms of cultivation.

"Heart Sword Realm, my heart is the sword, and all things can become swords. The sword is my heart, and wherever my heart intends, there the sword will be..." Xu Yan thought during the intense battle, eventually closing his eyes.

In that moment, he gained a profound insight.

Each sword seemed like an extension of his eyes, manifesting different offensive techniques with every thought.

He had gained a new understanding of the Heart Sword Realm.

His sword intent seemed to transform subtly, and with each thought, the Mountain and River Sword Intent and Xun Wind Sword Intent alternated, as if they could transform into another type of sword intent at any moment.

It was as if the sword intent in his heart could manifest as he willed it.

"Still not quite there," Xu Yan thought to himself.

He had gained new insights, and his sword techniques had improved further.

Turning to look at the Thousand Martial Arts Temple, he felt a twinge of regret. "If only I were stronger," he thought. "Then I could turn the entire sect into a giant sword and destroy the Thousand Martial Arts Temple with a single thought."

"My strength is still lacking," Xu Yan sighed inwardly, wondering what realm he would need to attain to be able to transform the Thousand Martial Arts Temple into a sword with a mere thought.

The Godly Origin Realm, perhaps?

The Temple Master of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple and the others wore grim expressions, their eyes gleaming with greed. "Why must such a profound and extraordinary sword technique belong to someone else and not our Thousand Martial Arts Temple?"

"No!" they thought. "Eventually, it will be ours!"

They had no idea that Xu Yan had entertained the thought of turning their sect into a sword.

The battle intensified. Wei Yuan and the others went all out, merging their auras and martial arts power to resemble a martial arts giant, striking down the surging swords.

Xu Yan, with his eyes closed, continued to gain insights into sword techniques, even drawing lessons from each individual sword.

Gradually, his sword formations and sword techniques began to evolve.

One sword manifested the Mountain and River Dragon Roar, while another unleashed the Thunderclap Sword...

Each sword manifested a different sword technique, and these techniques complemented each other, forming a sword formation and launching a sword formation attack!

"It's almost perfect. The foundation is almost complete, and I'm about to break through to the Godly Origin Realm!" Xu Yan sensed that the "Martial Arts Will" within him had accumulated to the point where it could no longer be contained.

As he absorbed the martial arts auras of Wei Yuan and the others, purifying them of their killing intent and incorporating them into his own Martial Arts Will, he also gained insights into the nuances of their martial arts.

More proud sons arrived, their eyes filled with shock as they witnessed Xu Yan battling five proud sons alone.

They were astonished by the countless swords filling the sky and felt that anyone who dared to enter that domain would surely perish.

Xu Yan remained silent, and they could only grit their teeth and hold back, maintaining some semblance of dignity.

After all, the rules of duels between proud sons had to be respected.

The powerful experts from the Three Kingdoms, Seven Noble Families, and Eight Noble Families, including Wei Huang, had all arrived, their expressions somber.

The fact that five of them couldn't defeat Xu Yan was a bitter pill to swallow.

While they hadn't witnessed the might of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple's proud sons, they doubted that any of them could face off against five opponents like Xu Yan was doing.

Could it be that none of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple's proud sons were a match for Xu Yan?

How could a solitary cultivator like Xu Yan be so powerful? Was he really going to suppress the proud sons of the Spirit Sect?

Xu Yan's eyes snapped open, and they shone like swords.

"It ends now!"

With this battle, he had accumulated sufficient martial arts foundation, and it was time to break through to the Godly Origin Realm.

He reached out and summoned a sword into his hand.

Taking a step forward, he brought the sword down.

Boom!

With Xu Yan at the center, each sword in the Mountain and River Sword Formation seemed to transform into a person, each wielding a sword as they struck together.

"Not good!" Wei Yuan and the others felt a strong sense of mortal peril.

"Kill!" they shouted.

In that instant, a brilliant light shone from their bodies, and they burned their essence blood, unleashing a desperate, secret martial arts technique.

Boom!

To the astonishment of the onlooking martial artists, Wei Yuan and the others seemed to merge into one, and a powerful attack tinged with a faint blood-red light emerged.

Boom!

The swords shattered, and the attack surged forward relentlessly, aiming for Xu Yan.

However, as Xu Yan's sword fell, one of the swords in the attack suddenly reversed direction and turned against its wielders!

With one sword strike, the proud sons were defeated!

(End of Chapter)

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