From the moment this duel began, there was no suspense.
If Feng Wuxin hadn’t been serious, it might indeed have been possible for him to be upset by Chu Fengmian.
But under this gamble, Feng Wuxin was completely earnest.
A serious Feng Wuxin was indeed the true number one figure in the Northern Realms.
How could he possibly lose?
Even countless people felt that under this flash of sword light, the victory or defeat could already be determined.
Whether Chu Fengmian could withstand this sword light was an unknown.
"Not bad swordsmanship."
Chu Fengmian’s mind stirred, and the Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword also suddenly appeared in his hand, even Chu Fengmian’s expression showed a bit of seriousness.
This was the first time Chu Fengmian had rated any swordsmanship as quite good.
This Feng Wuxin’s swordsmanship, placed in the Nine Domains among peers of the same level of Sword Cultivators, was extremely outstanding, even comparable to some geniuses cultivated by the seven major sects.
However, in a contest of Sword Dao, Chu Fengmian never lost.
The moment Feng Wuxin’s sword light landed in front of Chu Fengmian, Chu Fengmian’s figure also moved.
His movement was extremely fast, striking with his sword in an instant. This strike produced a hundred meters long Sword Qi, colliding with Feng Wuxin’s Sword Edge and tearing it apart layer by layer.
Chu Fengmian had blocked Feng Wuxin’s sword.
Being able to block Feng Wuxin’s sword, at the very least, Chu Fengmian had qualified to stand among the top five of the Northern Realms Absolute List.
However, this was still far from enough to satisfy Chu Fengmian.
The Sword Qi Chu Fengmian unleashed, after tearing apart Feng Wuxin’s Sword Edge, continued forcefully and directly slashed towards Feng Wuxin.
Not only to block Feng Wuxin’s sword but also to counterattack and turn the situation around.
This sword Qi, as it was released, made the platform emit a hissing sound, clearly showing that the sharpness of this sword was almost tearing the surrounding space apart.
The Sword Light flickered, and the next moment, it slashed towards Feng Wuxin.
Feng Wuxin laughed loudly, not fearing in the slightest, holding the Spirit Sword and directly meeting the attack.
His Sword Edge moved and transformed into myriads, turning the surrounding space into a world of swords.
His Sword Dao had also reached the realm of transforming a sword into a world.
Endless Sword Edges continuously slashed towards Chu Fengmian’s Sword Qi from all directions, breaking and neutralizing his Sword Qi.
In this instant, Chu Fengmian even found himself at an absolute disadvantage.
Chu Fengmian uttered just one word calmly when the myriad of Sword Qi attacked him.
Suddenly, Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge also divided into thousands, condensing into ancient war dragons on the platform, roaring.
All of Feng Wuxin’s Sword Qi was directly devoured by these ancient war dragons, completely annihilated, without a single one escaping.
The sky filled with flickering Sword Light, numerous Sword Edges containing destructive power, now slashed towards Feng Wuxin.
This move was Chu Fengmian’s latest understanding, "Sword World": combining the power of his ancient war dragons with his Nine Domains Sword Technique into one unified world.
Sword as dragons, dragons as swords, building a world with the sky filled with Sword Intent.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this? Dragon Force Sword Technique? Combine two into one? How is this possible?"
Looking at the world of swords before him, Feng Wuxin’s eyes widened, and he muttered to himself.
It was beyond his comprehension.
Sword Dao was a profoundly mysterious path.
Not to mention changing Sword Dao, even fully comprehending Sword Dao was a challenging endeavor.
Now, Chu Fengmian had combined this Dragon Force and swordsmanship into one, which was beyond his imagination.
He could not have imagined that Chu Fengmian’s swordsmanship had reached this level.
Only those who had reached the pinnacle of Sword Dao, capable of countless transformations, could merge these two, a realm nearly legendary. For Feng Wuxin, this was exceedingly remote.
Yet now, it was fully displayed in Chu Fengmian’s hands.
"How is it possible! In Sword Dao, someone could surpass Feng Wuxin?"
Lord of the Night Sky, seeing the changes in the arena, suddenly slapped the throne he was sitting on, shattering it, and he stood up abruptly.
Feng Wuxin’s swordsmanship was described in just two words among the younger generation in the Northern Region.
That was "invincible."
In the Northern Region, going back a hundred years or even a thousand years, there was no one who could surpass Feng Wuxin’s swordsmanship at the same level.
Now Feng Wuxin’s swordsmanship had been surpassed by Chu Fengmian, even with an overwhelming attitude. This made countless martial artists in the audience widen their eyes, each thinking they were dreaming.
For a moment, there was dead silence around the arena; no one could even react.
In terms of swordsmanship, being able to surpass Feng Wuxin, perhaps Chu Fengmian’s strength in this martial arts tournament had already qualified him to contend for the top position.
A newly emerging dark horse, possessing the strength to take the top position—if it hadn’t occurred under the watchful eyes of thousands, who would believe it?
"Feng Wuxin, I told you, in terms of swordsmanship, you cannot be my opponent."
Chu Fengmian looked at Feng Wuxin and spoke lightly.
"With your Sword Dao, after hard cultivation for a hundred years, you might have the capital to fight me, but now, you are not enough."
Chu Fengmian’s words, one by one, were etched into the hearts of countless onlookers.
For a moment, no one could refute, they could only be convinced both in heart and speech.
Before, Chu Fengmian had said that Feng Wuxin’s swordsmanship was not as good as his.
Now, he had proved his words; under these circumstances, a reversal was simply impossible.
Now Feng Wuxin had not lost, only because Chu Fengmian still held back. If Chu Fengmian had been harsher, Feng Wuxin would have already lost.
"Impossible! I don’t believe your swordsmanship is truly that powerful!"
Feng Wuxin stood up, his face showing a bit of steely resolve.
"Even if I die, I will not concede!"
"Wind Killing Silence!"
Feng Wuxin channeled his Sword Intent, his life’s Sword Dao, all infused into the sword edge in his hands.
Gathering, his final strike.
In this strike, vaguely, his life’s swordsmanship was displayed.
Chu Fengmian stood still, holding the Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword, unmoving, waiting for Feng Wuxin to come with his final strike.
Such a resolute Sword Cultivator deserved Chu Fengmian’s respect.
Feng Wuxin shouted quietly, the word "extinguish" seemingly using all his strength.
A soaring Sword Intent emerged from Feng Wuxin; his full power was infused into this final strike.
A radiating, ten-thousand-meter rainbow sword glow, intense sword light that could sweep away and crush everything.