A faintly mocking voice echoed through the heavens and earth, lingering in everyone's ears.
In almost an instant, countless terrifying auras surged to life.
"How bold!" Han Yuanzhen's voice was cold as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Who could have imagined that two such monstrous figures would emerge from the Western Desert?
Their combined strength was absurdly powerful.
Even he, Han Yuanzhen, found it difficult to suppress them, and he was even faintly at a disadvantage!
This realization made him furious.
After all, he had set out with the goal of crushing his peers, only to feel as though he'd been pushed back before he could even begin.
The fact that Meng Changqing had plucked the Wish Spirit Fruit allowed him to regain his composure, but his anger quickly redirected toward Meng Changqing.
Though there were earlier rumors about someone achieving dual Perfect Intents, he hadn't believed them.
At his age, achieving perfection in even one Intent was already an extreme feat. Let alone two.
"Do you know what your actions signify?" The red-haired Hui Kong spoke slowly.
"The Buddha says: courting death." The black-haired Hui Ming grinned savagely.
"Good timing. I was just looking for someone to vent my frustrations on!"
Meanwhile, Yue Qingchan's thoughts churned. She had felt suppressed earlier and couldn't act, but now that obstacle was gone.
Even though Meng Changqing's strength was undoubtedly extraordinary, this place wasn't lacking in others just as strong.
"Big sister, aren't you going to help our future husband, seeing how many people are targeting him?" Yue Youchan's teasing voice rang out.
"Help him? Over my dead body!" Yue Qingchan immediately retorted in her mind, but something felt off.
She hurriedly chanted Buddhist mantras to calm herself.
"Hehe, but I think he won't lose," Yue Youchan chuckled, her laughter crisp like silver bells.
"Ridiculous! Who do you think he is?" Yue Qingchan didn't believe it.
Everyone present was a top-tier talent, and many wielded Intent at 70-80% mastery or higher.
If not a single person could defeat him, they might as well slit their throats on the spot to preserve their honor.
Unlike the others, Dongmen Xiangzhong took a step back.
He was well aware of Meng Changqing's true strength.
He hadn't appeared recently, not just to recover from injuries but also to avoid revealing Meng Changqing's capabilities prematurely.
The Wish Spirit Fruit was no longer his, and if he had been beaten so badly, it was only fair others shared in the experience.
In his view, while there were many strong individuals here, it wouldn't matter.
Dual Perfect Intents represented a qualitative difference, an insurmountable gap.
Unless these people had hidden trump cards, they had no chance.
"So, it's just a group attack, nothing more." Meng Changqing smiled faintly. "Perfect timing. I'd like to experience the martial arts of the Three Regions. I hope you'll all give it your all, so I can enjoy myself."
His words plunged the world into silence.
In the distance, countless geniuses watching from afar gasped in astonishment, stunned by his audacity.
Experience the martial arts of the Three Regions?
So I can enjoy myself?
Any one of these phrases was enough to shock people to their core.
"This guy…" Yu Hongxue stared blankly.
That tall and imposing figure etched itself deeply into her heart like a carved monument.
Regardless of the outcome, such boldness was unparalleled!
Who among them dared to speak such words? Challenging all his peers at once!
"No wonder he's my man. So domineering!" Yue Youchan's voice was filled with admiration as her eyes sparkled like stars.
Yue Qingchan's expression turned even colder. She hadn't expected Meng Changqing to utter such words.
It was as though he didn't even regard her, let alone the others!
"Arrogant!" Han Yuanzhen gripped his blade tightly, his eyes gleaming coldly.
"Just because you've comprehended Tenfold Sword Intent, you think you're invincible?"
"Every single leader here has mastered Tenfold Intent. Do you think you're the only one?"
He stepped forward, his blade radiating Tenfold Blade Intent, causing the void to tremble.
"I've heard the blades of the Northern Plains are said to be quite domineering. Care to show me?" Meng Changqing remained calm and unmoved, his tranquil demeanor unnerving many of those present.
"One strike will defeat you!" Han Yuanzhen sneered as he vanished, moving at an imperceptible speed toward Meng Changqing.
Meng Changqing unsheathed his sword.
His Transcendent Sword Intent surged between heaven and earth, and with it, he unleashed his self-created Sword Twenty Four!
The sword light was dazzling, encompassing all.
The moment they collided, Han Yuanzhen's blade faltered.
He was forced back, retreating several steps.
"You…" Han Yuanzhen was stunned.
Even though his attack wasn't his full strength — only about 80% — he hadn't expected to be repelled so decisively.
His opponent's swordsmanship was perfectly fused with himself, an extension of his thoughts and will.
Such mastery was unparalleled.
"Impressive blade work, but it lacks refinement," Meng Changqing said calmly, retracting his sword without even glancing at Han Yuanzhen again.
Han Yuanzhen's blade was at a middle tier of heavenly-grade techniques, but it wasn't his own creation.
No matter how much he practiced, he could never fully grasp the creator's intent or unleash its true power.
Meng Changqing was different.
He had forged his own path.
His Sword Twenty Four was his own creation, perfectly tailored to him and flawless in every way.
This disparity in understanding and execution was why Han Yuanzhen's blade was no match for his sword.
"You all may think I'm arrogant," Meng Changqing began, his gaze sharp and confident, his lips curving into a faint smile. "But I'm merely stating the truth.
"Because unless you work together, you won't even have the slightest chance of beating me."
His words hung in the air.
Some prepared to mock him, but what followed left everyone stunned.
Another wave of Tenfold Intent surged into the heavens.
This time, it was a crystal-like giant fist, solid and imposing.
It was Tenfold Fist Intent!
The sight was awe-inspiring.
One person stood with two Perfect Intents manifested behind him!
Dongmen Xiangzhong was the first to recover, having already experienced this firsthand.
Looking at the others' stunned expressions, he couldn't help but laugh.
But then he stopped, realizing he must have looked the same when he first saw it.
"Impossible!" Han Yuanzhen stumbled back several steps, his eyes wide with disbelief.
The rumors were true.
Meng Changqing really possessed dual Perfect Intents.
Comprehending even one Intent to perfection was an extraordinary feat, requiring immense talent and effort.
Even he, the Northern Plains' top prodigy, had only perfected a single Intent.
"Dual Perfect Intents! Sister, I'm now absolutely certain. He's going to be our man!" Yue Youchan declared enthusiastically.
"You don't even get a say in this!" Yue Qingchan's shock was evident.
She had planned to perfect her Palm Intent in another year or two, which would give her dual Perfect Intents. But even then, her Fist Intent wasn't her own, it was her sister's.
Strictly speaking, she had only truly mastered one.
But Meng Changqing already had two.
His comprehension was monstrous!
From the distance, exclamations erupted.
"Amitabha, it seems we underestimated him," Hui Kong admitted solemnly.
"Truly extraordinary," Hui Ming added, his usually ferocious expression subdued for the first time.