Unparalleled After Ten Consecutive Draws - Chapter 186

Chapter 186: Sword Runes, Will You Strike Or Will You Fall?

Chu Kuangren stood there, looking at Linghu Teng and Murong Yu lying on the ground. His eyes showed a hint of disappointment.

“Weak. So utterly weak. I can’t even muster any energy to fight you properly.”

The other sword cultivators around them swallowed hard, shaken by seeing how effortless he had suppressed the duo.

“Chu Kuangren’s power is far too horrifying.”

“Exactly! Is he even human?!”

Linghu Teng gingerly lifted his head that was bloodied and bruised and stared at the white-robed figure not far off with blazing reluctance of his defeat.

“How could he be this powerful?!”

“Despicable!”

In the distance, Murong Yu, who was sent flying by Chu Kuangren, leaped into the air with eyes red with rage. Beams of light swirled around his body before it merged to form ancient and mystical runes that emanated heavy Daoist Rhymes.

The runes piqued Chu Kuangren’s interest.

“Boundary Sage sword runes. Interesting.”

The runes were a form of connection between heaven and earth; they existed to catalyze and simplify the condensation of heaven and earth’s power.

Thousands of runes existed in the world, and each one of them was mystical in its own way.

Sword runes were runes specifically tied to sword Daos, and it had the incantation that was capable of increasing a sword cultivator’s power. The higher level the sword runes, the more power one would be granted.

In this world, Honorable runes were considered very rare, let alone Boundary Sage runes.

With the Boundary Sage runes’ boost, Murong Yu’s sword qi intensified, exploding in a burst of exceptional Daoist Rhymes.

“Chu Kuangren! Let’s see you take this!”

Murong Yu howled like thunder as he struck with the sacred sword in his hand. Thousands of sword qis shot forth, weaving together to form a terrifying python that looked like it could consume the skies. It let out an ear-piercing cry before charging towards Chu Kuangren.

Faced with this sword attack, the target simply lifted his hand calmly. The Five Supreme Foundation Levels within him then glowed faintly, and his spiritual power surged like crashing waves.

He still did not draw his sword and struck out his same old palm attack.

The majestic power of his Godly Mountain instantly exploded, easily shattering the terrifying python that was weaved from sword qi.

The impact of the collision between the sword qi and Chu Kuangren’s palm strength lashed back at Murong Yu. Forced to bear the full brunt of it, he was thrown into the air like a kite with cut strings while he coughed blood.

Even with Boundary Sage runes, he was still no match for Chu Kuangren. He could not even get the man to draw his sword!

Two great Young Emperor swordsmen were utterly defeated in the hands of one man!

Next, Chu Kuangren looked in the direction of Tempest Mountain’s Ling Feng. Him, who was called Lunatic Swordsman, a Young Emperor swordsman whose obsession with swords was unparalleled, stood frozen in place, staring at Chu Kuangren with trembling eyes.

He was terrifying!

Even he could not easily defeat both Murong Yu and Linghu Teng like how Chu Kuangren did.

Not to mention that he had not even drawn his sword yet, so this was not his full power!

It went without saying that his opponent was so much stronger than him.

“I already said this earlier. Had you attacked with those two, you could have at least shown a few more moves. Now, you only have one chance.”

“Draw your sword! Show me the Tempest Mountain’s ultimate sword Dao!”

Chu Kuangren simply stated.

Ling Feng gripped his sword as his body trembled, but he did not strike in the end.

He was frozen in fear.

“I told you to strike!”

Chu Kuangren said coldly as if he were reprimanding a child.

At that, the Sword-based Daoist Rhyme surrounding him surged like a tidal wave, suppressing Ling Feng like crazy!

Forget striking Chu Kuangren, he could barely lift a finger under the deadlock of Sword-based Daoist Rhymes!

“I-impossible!”

“I… I am the Tempest Mountain’s great sky-pride, and yet I’m unable to even draw my sword before him? At least, just a single strike!”

With those thoughts, Ling Feng slowly drew his longsword with his teeth clenched and raised it towards the sky, channeling a Sword-based Daoist Rhyme.