Supreme Sword Exalt Chapter 222 - One Strike Defeats Chu Kuang!

Hm? Are the two of them enemies? Everyone was taken aback. They didn’t understand why Chu Kuang would speak to Gu Han this way. However, one was a Heavenly Pride who drew eight rings, the other was a nobody who dared not even ntion how many bell rings he drew. Were these two even comparable?

Chu Kuang stared only at Gu Han. “I am curious exactly how many bell rings did you draw?”

“Guess.”

Chu Kuang held absolute certainty. “Between six and seven rings. That is your limit.”

Everyone sensed sothing was off. Six to seven rings was a qualification only Holy Sons possessed. They didn’t know why Chu Kuang thought so highly of this man. This fellow appeared ordinary, so much that no one thought he had exceptional qualities.

Her gaze once again fell upon Gu Han.

Gu Han displayed modesty. “That’s overpraised. I have no talent, only one ring.”

Everyone’s expressions turned strange.

“One ring? That’s impossible!”

“The bell has a spirit. Though it manifests in myriad forms, it selects only those prodigies with three rings or more!”

“Correct. The bell disdains diocrity!”

Wu Han glanced at Gu Han. “Actually, there is another possibility!”

Qi Jun nodded, saying slowly and deliberately, “You’re right! The bell manifested, but it did not appear before him. He simply happened to be nearby and leeched off another’s bell rings! In such a case, one ring would be ordinary indeed!”

Everyone suddenly understood. So that was it!

They learned sothing new.

Gu Han’s face showed deep emotion. “That’s clever. You even deduced this, that’s truly impressive!”

Wu Han’s face twisted with mockery. “You actually have the face to admit such a thing!”

Gu Han seed sowhat resigned. “I don’t have a choice. The bell did not favor , so I could only resort to this.”

His resignation was not feigned. The bell gave him not a single reward, after all.

Chu Kuang would not care about his nonsense. He stared at him for several monts. “I think you seem to be suppressing your realm?”

Gu Han turned serious again. “What a coincidence. I feel you are as well.”

Chu Kuang’s soul power was imnsely powerful. His progress at the Divine Connection realm progressed extrely quickly, perhaps even faster than Gu Han’s. Clearly, he too suppressed his realm and did not break through. His goal was simple: reaching the Supre Stage of the Divine Connection realm.

Gu Han raised an eyebrow. “What? Afraid to try? You fear death?”

“Are you not the sa?”

Gu Han admitted. “Yes. But compared to , you seem more afraid of death!”

Their dialogue was shrouded in mystery, which confounded everyone. Yet this did not prevent them from perceiving the tense atmosphere between the two. Calm and unruffled on the outside, yet wishing for each other’s death inside.

Behind Di Kan, soone glared with hostility. “Young Valley Master, this dude is quite arrogant.”

Di Kan did not join the others in mocking Gu Han. “You do not understand. He is actually very strong!”

“Strong? How?”

Di Kan considered. “My intuition and his eyes. His eyes are not sothing a weakling could possess.”

His followers exchanged glances. Their young valley master spoke in riddles. As the rough n they were, they understood not a single word.

Chu Kuang sighed. “That’s too fast. Your growth once again exceeds my expectations. Keeping you alive any longer would surely bring disaster.”

He slowly approached Gu Han.

Gu Han also smiled. “What a coincidence. A few days ago, I just comprehended a sword technique. I also wish to see if I can simply hack you to death.”

Regarding Gu Han, Zhang Kun clearly bore imnse resentnt. “He’s overestimating himself. How exceedingly rare is eight bell rings! How could he—what?!”

Before he could finish speaking, a trendously powerful aura surged from the distance. It was Gu Han! Thunderous booms erupted from within him as his cultivation base surged at full power. At the sa ti, a domineering, weighty spirit pressure descended upon the scene.

“Supre Stage!”

Those present, even his followers, were first-rate prodigies by outside standards. They understood what this spirit pressure signified: Dual Supre Stage!

However, knowing was one thing. Cultivating to the Supre Stage was exceedingly difficult and dangerous, hence almost no one succeeded. Even those fortunate enough to succeed only achieved a single Supre Stage. Perhaps only certain ancient Holy Lands possessed Dual Supre Stage cultivators, but none were to be found here.

At this mont, they finally understood why Chu Kuang valued Gu Han so highly. Gu Han was also a Heavenly Pride! In that instant, they saw Gu Han as Chu Kuang’s equal. Wu Han and Qi Jun’s faces darkened as they recalled their earlier words. They felt their faces burn with sha.

Within the curtained chariot, Zhao ngyou’s beautiful eyes widened once more. Dual Supre Stage?! Liar!

She unconsciously spat softly. Those who could cultivate to Dual Supre Stage were far rarer than those with special physiques or bloodlines. To say they were rarely seen in the world was no exaggeration. Such a man claid he drew one bell ring? Not even a ghost would believe it. It has to be at least eight rings!

A smile briefly reached her lips. Suddenly, she felt her earlier intervention was exceptionally wise and intelligent, showing great foresight.

Sensing Gu Han’s aura, Luan Ping’s expression turned solemn. “Holy Son, you—”

Chu Kuang fixed his gaze on Gu Han, battle intent blazing in his eyes. “Do not interfere in this matter!”

As he spoke, a terrifyingly imnse spirit pressure also rose from him, though slightly weaker than Gu Han’s. At the sa ti, a formidable battle intent continuously climbed, affecting even those standing sowhat close.

No one could remain composed any longer. Chu Kuang was another Dual Supre Stage, and one with the Barbaric War Physique!

Within the curtained chariot, Zhao ngyou’s eyes swirled with constant surprise. She felt she had underestimated Chu Kuang before. One who drew eight bell rings was truly no ordinary mortal!

Outside, battle intent interwove across Chu Kuang. His eyes held nothing but Gu Han. “Co! Let see your sword!”

In the next mont, everyone felt their vision darken. Carrying wisps of dark intent, a huge mouth appeared behind Chu Kuang, lunging to devour Gu Han.

“Primordial Savage Devour the Heavens!”

The mont he struck, he held nothing back. In contrast, Gu Han did not move and rely stared at his sword. He recalled the old man’s sword intent once more. The sword sang unceasingly as if conveying thought. Ultimately, it could not break through, as if a mbrane had separated them.

Soon, Chu Kuang almost reached him. Everyone watched intently without blinking their eyes. Regardless of their feelings toward the two n, such a clash of peerless Heavenly Prides was sothing they probably would never witness again in their lifetis. They had to watch carefully!

anwhile, though Chu Kuang did not know what Gu Han was doing, he sensed great danger. The closer he drew, the stronger that feeling grew.

He was steadfast. “Devour!”

With a roar, the gaping maw’s speed increased by a third. Not only was it larger and clearer, it also bore a hint of devouring intent. In a blink of an eye, it had already reached Gu Han, swallowing him in one gulp.

Murong Yan frowned. “Shit! What is he doing?!”

However, Ah Sha clearly saw the situation within the maw. “Young Master is perfectly fine, not hard at all.”

Zhao ngyou was taken aback, sowhat unable to believe it. He’s gone? That’s it?

Everyone secretly curled their lips. Does he not have Dual Supre Stages? Is he not a Heavenly Pride? He built up quite the reputation, yet was swallowed without even unleashing a single technique. If that was the case, even I could do that!

Suddenly, a soft sound erged.

Hm? Everyone froze, then looked again.

Shit! Chu Kuang’s pupils contracted. He suddenly felt the gaping maw slipping beyond his control.

The next mont, a dazzling sword light roughly a zhang long burst forth and tore the maw to shreds. The sword aura faintly carried a hint of ethereal agility.

“That’s impossible!”

Chu Kuang only had ti to say these three words before that sword light struck him. He flew backward. Before he landed, blood was already spewed continuously.

Everyone stared dumbfounded. Chu Kuang was defeated in a single strike?