Even Yan Wuxin's eyes widened.

"Interesting. How does a Qi Refining Realm cultivator like you possess such strong Divine Sense and Spiritual Power? Enough to command five flying swords and execute the Sword Control Technique?"

Whether it's a sword technique or a spell, both fundamentally require Spiritual Power and Divine Sense as driving forces. Casting a spell requires a certain amount of Spiritual Power and Divine Sense. And flying swords are not mere arrows! Their consumption of Spiritual Power and Divine Sense far exceeds that of arrows.

Especially for a Qi Refining Realm cultivator, it's possible to cast the Sword Control Technique for a prolonged period. However, using multiple flying swords simultaneously means a substantial consumption of both Divine Sense and Spiritual Power. It's simply unsustainable. Not to mention, Divine Sense alone couldn't possibly control so many at once.

And yet... the five flying swords, coming from different directions with sword light as swift as lightning, sketched trails in the air. They exhibited no reduction in power or agility!

Five streams of Spirit Flame shot out from behind Yan Wuxin, instantly positioning themselves in five directions around him, transforming into a fiery shield.

"This thing can change shape too..." Wang Mu exclaimed in surprise. This spell is formidable.

BOOM!

The flying swords descended, and the Fire Shield instantly shattered, blasting out even hotter flames.

At the same time, the five flying swords were each coated with a faint Burning Flame, their power considerably lessened. In a Duel, the durability of a Magic Artifact decreases rapidly. This is unavoidable. That's why Yan Wuxin hadn't wanted to use a Magic Artifact. It wasn't just because he underestimated Wang Mu; he primarily wanted to avoid wasting the artifact's durability.

Yan Wuxin took a deep breath, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes. He let out a slight sigh of relief, saying, "Too bad. You can only control five flying swords. If you had just one more..."

"Oh?"

Wang Mu raised his hand, and another flying sword flew over.

This time, Wang Mu deployed the Top-grade flying sword, his trump card among many—the Chiyun Flying Sword.

Go!

The amplification brought by a Top-grade flying sword to sword techniques, and its own inherent power, is unparalleled!

Wang Mu had refined quite a few flying swords by then. While practicing the Mountain and Sea Body Refining Technique, he would sometimes go hunting Fierce Beasts in the Divine Wood Forest to collect materials for refining.

When it came to stockpiling flying swords, he had many.

It was just that Top-grade flying swords were hard to come by. Aside from the first one he'd obtained using action points, Wang Mu had only managed to refine another one last month after all this time. He planned to keep it for himself.

As a Sword Cultivator, one could lack any kind of Magic Artifact, but never a flying sword.

Yan Wuxin stared. How many flying swords does he actually have?

He was just about to defend when he realized this flying sword was unlike the previous ones; it was not only faster but also much more powerful.

Before he could even activate his Body Technique, and before the Five Ding Spirit Flame could regenerate, the flying sword was already hovering above his head.

The emanating sword light had already split a strand of his fiery red hair.

The sword halted, having made its point.

"Fellow Taoist, you've lost," said Wang Mu.

Silence fell upon the arena.

Yan Wuxin's head spun; he was dizzy and astounded. Have I really been defeated by a simple Sword Control Technique? I... I was too careless, far too careless!

He still had much fighting power left, but that was the nature of a Duel. Once an opponent had you by your weak spot, a loss was a loss, regardless of whether it was due to carelessness or any other reason.

"Wang Mu wins," Xuanmingzi announced with a smile, his voice resonating mightily.

A murmur ran through the crowd. Just like that, the cultivator ranked second in the top ten had lost. He had been defeated by a Lower Rank Sword Technique—the Sword Control Technique, which many cultivators knew.

"Wait, you call *that* the Sword Control Technique?"

"A Top-grade flying sword! He's so rich!"

"That Low-grade Chi Yun Flying Sword... its quality and power are absolutely Top-grade! It's clearly a level up in power and speed compared to the previous ones!"

"Is the Shangxiao Sword Sect's Sword Control Technique this strong?"

"The Shangxiao Sword Sect has unique Cultivation Techniques, so naturally, they're mighty... but *this* strong..."

"This Fellow Taoist Wang Mu isn't weak in dueling experience at all. He must have seen that Yan Wuxin, facing a Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer opponent, would be somewhat careless. He struck decisively... and at the end, he pulled out a Top-grade flying sword!"

...

On the Sword Sect's side, the disciples were alternately excited and silent.

They were excited about Wang Mu's victory, yet silent about the power of his sword technique—especially the sheer number of flying swords...

How advanced must his Mingxin Sword Refining Skill and Heart Calming Illusion Sword Technique be? Could they be Fulfilled? Zhou Kaizhi swallowed hard. "I've been practicing for almost a decade, and even at the Late-stage Foundation Establishment, I'm only at this level... Su Yu, how are you coming along with these two Basic Cultivation Methods?"

"COUGH, COUGH..." Su Yu said, "Not bad. There's still room for improvement."

The other disciples were speechless.

So strong... Zhou Kaizhi thought. Good thing I didn't step up earlier; otherwise, I might not have been able to beat Junior Brother Wang.

On the stage, Wang Mu was warmed up.

"Gentlemen, who else wants to come up and have a go?" Wang Mu looked at the few Fellow Taoists below, whose eyes glinted with eagerness.

The victory had come rather easily.

Yan Wuxin, who had just stepped down, stumbled.

He silently looked towards Ye Ge and the others, saying, "This lad is not simple. Be extremely careful with him."

"Tsk, it's just that you're too weak," Ye Ge said, his arms clasped behind his back. "Watch me. What I fear least are flying swords!"

With that, he stepped onto the stage.

This guy... Yan Wuxin was speechless.

Fentian Temple and the Supreme Mysterious Dao Sect were considered semi-rivals.

The reason was simple: the Supreme Mysterious Dao Sect primarily cultivated Thunder Skills and the Primordial Spirit. Thunder and fire naturally clashed, and the powers of both these skill types were among the top in the Cultivation World. Thus, which was stronger and which was weaker had been a difficult question for a thousand years.

Many cultivators believed that Thunder Power, being close to the Heavenly Tribulation, far surpassed the power of fire.

However, among flames, there was also the Heaven and Earth Divine Flame, whose might was not necessarily inferior to thunder bolstered by the power of the heavens and earth.

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