When Chu Huaixu comprehended the Fearless Sword Intent, he had read the introduction given to him by the system.
There were a total of three sentences.
"[Fearless and Boundless]", was the first of the three sentences.
In fact, after reading it, he understood that although the na Fearless Sword Intent was ordinary, its personal ranking was certainly not inferior, and was definitely among the best in Sword Intent.
However, these three sentences seed full of grandeur, but in reality, Chu Huaixu could summarize their true aning in three words:
— Fast, Accurate, Ruthless!
Extre speed, extre precision, extre ruthlessness.
Today, it was the speed of the Fearless Sword Intent.
How fast was it?
So fast that if the opponent was much stronger than him, he would deliver a swift, deadly attack at breakneck speed, akin to a flash delivery at the risk of his own life.
One could say it was quite fearless.
But unfortunately, for Chu Huaixu at this stage, Zhao Xinghan was not that strong.
Chu Huaixu’s fingertip stopped in front of his forehead, with Sword Qi only an inch away.
Just now, if he wanted, he could have pierced through his head.
This was almost similar to the duel with Xu Ziqing.
It was no longer about victory or defeat, but life and death!
However, Xiaoxu’s control over the Bronze Sword was too poor, imposing a heavy burden on his body.
Chu Huaixu was different; he was very comfortable.
Zhao Xinghan’s expression changed unpredictably, with a constant shift in his deanor.
But in the end, all incredulity transford into despair.
"I lost." He said softly.
"Brother Chu won, Zhao Xinghan humbly accepts defeat and thanks Brother Chu for the lesson." His attitude was respectful and sincere.
Once proud, today he truly experienced the gap between himself and soone of a similar age.
Chu Huaixu looked at him, nodded slightly, and lowered his right hand, with a gentle flick in mid-air, the Fingertip Sword Qi dissipated.
"I accept your grace." He also said.
Having competed in so many duels, his only feeling was that these true prodigies were quite capable of accepting defeat.
Initially, they would be shocked and in disbelief, but eventually, they still maintained so deanor.
Cultivating a prodigy requires not only talent but also character.
If one cannot maintain even this strong a Daoist heart, how could they cultivate?
Below the stage, everyone was dumbfounded and shocked.
No one expected that this Sword and Body Dual Cultivator also possessed a Sword Intent!
Even the sword cultivators from the Sword Sect, who were so passionate about swords, hadn’t reached this level.
This guy, who also focused on Body Refining, achieved it?
The expressions of all the Sword Sect sword cultivators were very unpleasant.
Including Situ Cheng on the high platform.
He could feel that Chu Huaixu’s Sword Intent was very special, of a type that could be described nicely as "extre" and harshly as "extremist."
"How could a young guy, practicing Sword and Body Dual Cultivation, grasp such an extre intent!"
This was sothing he couldn’t comprehend at all.
Even in his younger days, he couldn’t achieve this level.
As for his late-blooming Sword Venerable senior, even less so.
"When he was young, he was not even as good as ."
Because Chu Huaixu’s Sword Intent was too extre, bordering on extremist, Situ Cheng was perplexed, thinking this type of person should be a pure sword cultivator.
"This seems more like an intent that would arise in soone who is passionate about swords and has absolute faith in their invincible sword!"
"Why does such a Sword Intent appear in him?" Situ Cheng frowned deeply.
He wanted to ask the Daoist Sect’s high level mbers, but because of the long-standing contention and rivalry in Sword Dao between the Sword Sect and Daoist Sect, he felt embarrassed to speak up.
He glanced down and saw that Geng Tianhe and others seed dispirited.
This made him even more displeased.
In his generation with the Sword Venerable, they could be said to have suppressed the Daoist Sect in Sword Dao.
"A bunch of disheartened people, the road is long and arduous, and you’re giving up already?" He snorted coldly in his heart.
On the stage, Zhao Xinghan looked at Chu Huaixu, hesitated for a mont, and finally couldn’t help but speak.
"Brother Chu, I can tell you probably didn’t use your full strength, right?" He said.
Chu Huaixu looked at him and nodded slightly.
Zhao Xinghan sighed softly, then looked up and sincerely asked, "Did you use ninety percent of your strength?"
Chu Huaixu looked at him, not speaking.
"Eighty percent?"
Chu Huaixu still didn’t speak.
"Seven... seventy percent?" Zhao Xinghan’s throat was beginning to dry up.
Yet Chu Huaixu remained silent.
At this point, Zhao Xinghan indeed felt as if his Daoist heart was shattered.
"I understand." Zhao Xinghan slightly bowed, and when he stepped off the stage, he seed sowhat lost.
But soon he smiled wryly, unable to resist saying sothing that left the disciples of Luotian Valley around him dumbfounded.
"That’s right, I didn’t even force out his sword."
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With the duel concluded, so were happy while others felt lancholic.
Niu Yuanshan was extrely excited, unable to fathom how Chu Huaixu could so effortlessly defeat Zhao Xinghan.
If not for Xu Ziqing’s terrifying combat power, he would think his dream was coming true.
"The final duel of the East and West Continent competition is actually between two people from Moon Country! No matter who wins, it’s my Moon Country’s victory!"
In Old Niu’s view, it wasn’t an impossibility.
After all, Xu Ziqing seed to suffer severe backlash in the previous duel.
If he injured his foundation and couldn’t recover in ti?
Even the servants in the courtyard were puzzled why Lord Steward was always smiling and so elated recently.
But for the participants of the East Continent Competition, after watching the duels of Xu Ziqing and Chu Huaixu, two dark clouds lood over their sky.
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