“I am Wen Nan Tian of the Wen Family from Lingnan. I sensed a battle between strong fighters here and came to take a look. I have no intention of eavesdropping.”
Wen Nan Tian lightly tapped his toes, transforming into a streak of light and landing not far from the two. He bowed towards Gu Jian Men and Su Mu Yu, his attitude exceptionally polite.
However, his next words nearly caused the two to explode.
“Of course, if you two feel I'm intentionally eavesdropping, you're welcome to prove you can defeat me!” Wen Nan Tian smiled, looking incredibly amiable.
“Hmm?”
“Wen Nan Tian?”
Hearing Wen Nan Tian introduce himself, both of them flashed a hint of confusion in their eyes.
The Lingnan Wen Family’s longstanding reputation reverberated through the martial arts world, but Wen Nan Tian, they couldn’t recall such a figure in the martial arts.
Yet, Wen Nan Tian's following words caused them to frown.
How arrogant!
Extremely conceited!
“Humph, you have quite the big mouth,”
“A nameless junior, I’ll see what skills you possess!”
Su Mu Yu coldly snorted, his right hand’s long sword trembled, and an aura of sword energy instantly enveloped the surroundings. With his long sword pointed at Wen Nan Tian, purple flowing clouds gathered and dispersed, and sword energy phantoms rotated. The next moment, dozens of sharp swords shot out from his umbrella, like venomous dragons emerging, ferocious and filled with killing intent.
Facing this overwhelming array of purple serpent sword energy phantoms, Wen Nan Tian made a fist gesture with his hand, reaching towards a broken, dried branch from the Gu family’s courtyard. Meanwhile, he didn't forget to comment, "True Qi moving through the nine heavens, wielding the Dao as power, you're a Xiāoyáo Tiān Jìng expert."
“You recognize it.”
Su Mu Yu sneered. In his eyes, this incredibly arrogant individual was already a dead man.
However, as the dried branch touched his hand, Wen Nan Tian’s demeanor abruptly changed. His eyes narrowed, and the falling raindrops suddenly levitated in mid-air. Even the imposing, torrential, wind-driven, rain-like sword energy froze in place.
“Unfortunately, it’s still a bit off,” Wen Nan Tian waved the dried branch in his hand, and a colossal sword energy tore through the rain curtain, smashing through Su Mu Yu’s torrential wind and rain-like sword energy with ease.
“This is…?”
Gu Jian Men's hand tightened around his sword, his expression turning serious. "Xiāoyáo Tiān Jìng, such a young Xiāoyáo Tiān Jìng, has the Wen Family produced another prodigy?”
“I underestimated you.”
Su Mu Yu swung his long sword, and the purple umbrella-shaped phantom above his head erupted with dozens of sword energies once more.
“Whizz!”
Rain fell from the sky, but it was still ripped apart by the sword energy. Under the rain curtain, the sword energy was vast and boundless, without much variation, yet it moved like an unstoppable force, directly shattering all of Su Mu Yu's swords.
“How is this possible?”
Su Mu Yu's hand holding his sword trembled. An assassin's hand is the steadiest, yet it was still shaken, revealing just how powerful Wen Nan Tian's casual wave of the dried branch was.
“Swordsmanship, it's about killing. No need for flashy stuff, otherwise…” Wen Nan Tian smiled slightly, his body suddenly rising into the air. As he soared through the nine heavens, the movements of a Xiāoyáo Tiān Jìng, he ascended with each step, covering dozens of feet. The next moment, with a surge of sword energy, the pouring downpour stopped, the raindrops hanging suspended in mid-air.
Then, under Gu Jian Men and Su Mu Yu's incredulous gaze, each raindrop became infused with terrifying sword energy, gradually transforming into transparent raindrops of sword energy.
“Can your swords cut through this rain from the heavens, block it?”
Wen Nan Tian waved the dried branch in his hand, the suspended raindrops acted like a violent storm, stirring without restraint, like countless projectiles bursting from a hidden weapon, exploding towards Su Mu Yu.
“Impossible, impossible!!”
Su Mu Yu cried out in astonishment, his voice filled with a tinge of despair. His sword became even faster, so fast that even Gu Jian Men could only barely capture a few fleeting shadows. His torrential wind and rain technique was unleashed to its limits, transforming into several venomous dragons under the purple phantom, roaring.
Yet, as Wen Nan Tian said, could his sword cut through this rain from the heavens?
Bang!!
A raindrop pierced through Su Mu Yu's sword momentum and struck his body. The immense recoil force nearly caused Su Mu Yu to stumble. He looked down at the point of impact, where crimson blood oozed out.
“Is it… sword energy?”
Su Mu Yu’s pupils were filled with disbelief.
He looked up, the downpour was torrential, endless and limitless. How could he possibly block such swordsmanship?
For a moment, even a strong warrior like Su Mu Yu couldn’t help but feel a trace of despair.
Witnessing his inability to cope, Gu Jian Men considered Wen Nan Tian's unknown attitude and ambiguous identity. After weighing his options, he decided to draw his sword. Several sword energies exploded, then his figure transformed into a cloud of smoke and landed in front of Su Mu Yu.
“Martial Force!!!”
Gu Jian Men roared, a towering, several-zhang tall, Jīngāng Fǎ Xiàng phantom emerged behind him. This was his martial force sword technique, his sword intent intertwined with Heaven and Earth, granting him temporary power approaching the level of a Xiāoyáo Tiān Jìng expert.
“The Moon Snow Sword is indeed a famous sword in the world. Your sword is said to be able to cut through snow and hail, but unfortunately, in this pouring rain, it can't cut through the tiny raindrops in the rain curtain.” Wen Nan Tian pointed with his hand, and more raindrops swarmed forward.
In just an instant, his martial force was washed away by the endless rain of sword energy, shattered and broken.
“Bang!”
With a loud explosion, Gu Jian Men, holding his sword with one hand, was knocked back by several raindrops. Su Mu Yu’s figure followed, his Mù Yǔ Jiàn transforming into a black umbrella, spinning with all its might to block the rain in front of him. They were forced back dozens of zhang before they finally managed to stop.
Or, more accurately, the pursuing raindrops stopped their attack.
The torrential rain of swords ceased, Wen Nan Tian's sword intent remnants scattered, letting the downpour continue its relentless assault, giving Su Mu Yu and Gu Jian Men a chance to catch their breath.
“Pfft! ~!”
“Cough cough!!”
Gu Jian Men spat out a mouthful of blood, coughing a few times before smoothing the turbulent qi and blood in his chest. He had not yet reached the Xiāoyáo Tiān Jìng realm, and he had pushed his martial force, a power that temporarily enhances martial skill, to its limit, resulting in a significant backlash.
“You… who are you exactly!?”
Su Mu Yu's icy expression finally showed emotion. He stared at Wen Nan Tian in disbelief. Such an unparalleled sword technique, it was just a casual move for the other party. How could such a person remain unknown?
He could sense that if Wen Nan Tian's sword hadn't been devoid of killing intent, he and Gu Jian Men would have been killed without a doubt.
“Not bad. You can be considered a top-tier warrior in the world for being able to withstand one of my swords,” Wen Nan Tian smiled slightly, gracefully landing in front of the two, casually tossing the dried branch in his hand to the side.
This scene caused the corners of Su Mu Yu and Gu Jian Men's eyes to twitch.
It was hard to imagine that the person who had just driven them to a desperate situation had done it with a mere dried branch.
“If he hadn't been holding a dried branch but a famous sword like the Moon Snow or the Mù Yǔ Jiàn, I wonder…”
Su Mu Yu's heart sank. It was a terrifying speculation. A swordsman's possession of a renowned sword was a completely different level of combat strength.
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