CHAPTER 476: CHAPTER 476: HEART SWORD DEMONSTRATES ITS POWER

Boom!

A white Sword Light storm quietly rose from the black sky, becoming the only ray of light in this patch of sky.

Poof...

Everyone squinted their eyes, trying to see clearly who had won and who had lost. Under their gazes, a burly figure fell heavily from the black swallowing Wind Waves onto the high platform of the tea ceremony, creating spiderweb-like cracks spreading out from where he landed.

It’s Gu Mu!

At this moment, Gu Mu’s face was pale, and his body was covered in blood. On the left side of his chest, there was a sword wound more than a finger deep, and one could even see his heart beating continuously.

Whoosh!

Fang Zhou pierced through the layers of white waves with one finger, walking out leisurely. His expression was cold, and crimson blood still dripped from the tip of his sword.

"I admit my defeat wholeheartedly."

Gu Mu glanced at the black-robed Fang Zhou and spoke bluntly. After saying that, he turned and flew back to his seat to heal himself in secret.

"As expected, Fang Zhou is still more powerful. I estimate it won’t take long for Fang Zhou to be on par with the Four Great Talents!"

"Hehe, wanting to be on par with the Four Great Talents, Fang Zhou still has a long way to go, but his strength is gradually approaching."

"Gu Mu lost to Fang Zhou, and as another rising star, Chu Ming probably isn’t Fang Zhou’s opponent either!"

Watching Fang Zhou walk out of the black Wind Waves unharmed, the audience began to discuss.

At this time, the black spatial turbulence in the sky began to slowly dissipate, revealing the azure sky behind it.

Fang Zhou gracefully landed in the center of the tea ceremony high platform, his gaze sweeping around before suddenly fixing on Chu Ming. In a cold voice, he said, "Chu Ming, let’s see whose sword is faster, shall we?"

Chu Ming sat calmly in his seat, and upon hearing this, he smiled faintly and replied, "I have the same idea!"

Bang!

Chu Ming lightly tapped the table in front of him, his figure swiftly transforming into a Sword Light, landing steadily in front of Fang Zhou.

"You just fought a fierce battle; you should restore some of your Spiritual Power first!"

Chu Ming’s eyes were as sharp as lightning, his white robe fluttering as he looked at Fang Zhou a hundred meters away and spoke lightly.

"No need. For a swordsman, competing in Sword Dao is what matters. Losing some Spiritual Power won’t significantly affect the swordsman."

Fang Zhou lightly tapped the ground with his right toe, and his figure instantly shot backward, his black hair flying.

"Good!"

Chu Ming did not refute. Fang Zhou was indeed right. The tea ceremony duels were different from life-and-death struggles. In life-and-death struggles against endless enemies, every thread of Spiritual Power could be a lifeline. But in the tea ceremony duels, it was rare to lose due to a lack of Spiritual Power in the final moments.

Swish!

Chu Ming twisted his body, and the Star Trace Sword leaped out of its sheath. In an instant, he appeared in front of Fang Zhou, his sword aimed straight at Fang Zhou’s left chest, as silent as night water.

Ting!

Fang Zhou retreated sharply, and the longsword in his right hand swept across in front of him. A three-foot Sword Light burst forth, pitch-black and violent, roaring like an angry dragon in the sky.

After a single strike, both men retreated simultaneously, staring coldly at each other. Two Sword Momentums rapidly converged in mid-air, forming two Sword storms that collided thunderously.

Ting!

Out of nowhere, sparks flew in the Void between the two.

Ting-ting-ting...

Fang Zhou’s Swordsmanship was extremely fast, extremely precise, and extremely ruthless. Every move wasn’t overly complex but left people unable to parry.

The best Swordsmanship in the world is invincible, and speed is essential. This principle of Sword Dao was vividly displayed in Fang Zhou’s Swordsmanship, surpassing Xu Huan by more than a bit.

Chu Ming’s Swordsmanship, on the other hand, maximized the use of spatial distance. No matter how fast Fang Zhou’s sword was, there was always a slight gap away from Chu Ming. Conversely, no matter how far Fang Zhou and Chu Ming were from each other, Chu Ming’s sword could always approach Fang Zhou at appropriate times.

This was an absolutely evenly matched battle. Between the two, they were vying for that slight upper hand and the initial advantage, but this slight upper hand and advantage kept hovering between them, never leaning toward either.

Shadowy figures flashed, and the two who had been fighting from a distance suddenly clashed head-on. Sparks burst wildly, forming a continuous line, indicating that the two had exchanged numerous blows and changed angles many times within a short period.

"Fang Zhou and Chu Ming are really terrifying; I can’t even see their attack trajectories!"

"I originally thought Fang Zhou vs. Chu Ming would be an overwhelming victory for Fang Zhou, but now it seems there’s uncertainty!"

"Even if Chu Ming loses, this time he will still become famous in the Eastern Hundred Domains. In Sword Dao, he can at least rank in the top three among the younger generation!"

The duel between Chu Ming and Fang Zhou left the spectators in confusion. They could only determine the location of the two from the constantly sparking flames in the sky.

Whoosh!

Swish!

The two longswords tangled together. Chu Ming’s expression was stern, his eyes as sharp as a torch. Red, yellow, and green lights swiftly circled around him, with the Sword Intents of Slaughter, Immortal, and Void appearing endlessly.

"Red Lotus Rain!"

As Chu Ming retreated, his clothes billowed, raising the Star Trace Sword in his right hand above his head. His muscles bulged, and he swiftly slashed against the trend. The fiery red Sword Aura instantly tore through the surrounding air, rushing horizontally towards Fang Zhou.

Such a high-intensity clash caused Fang Zhou’s right arm to tingle slightly. He stared at Chu Ming with a frown, realizing he had completely underestimated Chu Ming’s Sword Dao. Chu Ming’s sword didn’t seem fast to the naked eye, but it gave an obscure feeling, forcing Fang Zhou to observe Chu Ming’s every move constantly.

"Black Light Line!"

This was the first time Fang Zhou used a Sword Technique. A seemingly elusive sword light, like a black line, suddenly shot out from Fang Zhou’s sword. The space darkened, and the sky turned silent.

Poof...

The collision of two Sword Lights surprised everyone. The collision, unexpectedly, didn’t create much of a ripple. Instead, it quickly extinguished and dissipated within a minimal space. Both men demonstrated extremely high mastery over Spiritual Power and Sword Dao control.

Buzz!

At the moment the two Sword Lights extinguished, Chu Ming’s Star Trace Sword instantly appeared in front of Fang Zhou. Although this sword was not fast, it gave Fang Zhou an unstoppable feeling.

This was the Heart Sword Realm. The Heart Sword Realm constantly influenced Chu Ming, enabling him to strike as he pleased. Though it was far from having no sword in hand but a sword in the heart, at least the path was accurate.

Fang Zhou’s scalp tingled, and the black longsword in his hand quickly reversed. A sword flower shot out from the base of the sword, heading towards Chu Ming’s Star Trace Sword.

Whoosh!

However, Chu Ming’s Star Trace Sword slightly flashed, miraculously deflecting Fang Zhou’s sword at an extremely tricky angle. The sound of clothes shredding came through, and Fang Zhou’s figure flashed, disappearing from the original spot.

Whoosh!

A black shadow flashed, and Fang Zhou appeared in mid-air twenty meters away. The sleeve of his right arm had a scratch through which one could clearly see his arm. If he had been a bit slower, he would have been injured.

"What kind of Sword Dao Realm is this!?"

Seated in the Profound List section, Wang Xuanyi stared at Chu Ming in mid-air, his mind filled with thoughts.