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"Boom—!!!"

A thunderous explosion shook the entire Zhige Base, almost like an earthquake.

Wu Xuanzhu reached out with one hand, catching the blade of the White Gold Giant Sword in a gripping manner.

His entire body instantly shrank by several centimeters, his feet sinking into the ground, and a ring of cracks radiated outward from beneath his feet, soon stretching to a dramatic diameter of nearly a hundred meters.

This strike, which should have nailed him to the ground like a spike, was miraculously dissolved and transferred by his superb Channeling Energy, radiating into the surrounding floor.

Wu Xuanzhu frowned slightly.

The power of this sword was unparalleled; in terms of strength alone, it had already reached the level of a Limit-Breaking Grandmaster, but it was nothing to him.

He could deliver a strike a hundred times more powerful than this sword at any moment.

The problem was... the person who wielded this sword was a youth not even one fifth his age.

He had seen even more astoundingly talented Old Martial Arts prodigies, including a prodigy who had achieved Breakthrough by the age of twelve or thirteen.

But even the child known as the 'strongest elementary school student on earth' within the Seventh Metropolitan Circle still seemed within the 'human' category in Wu Xuanzhu's eyes, unlike the 'inhuman' oddity that Xue Jing presented at this moment.

His eyes saw it clear; both Xue Jing's Physical Power Level and Spiritual Level were very weak, far from reaching the Breakthrough level.

Although the concept of 'Breakthrough' level is vague, varying greatly due to physique, cultivation techniques, and various other reasons, there is still a general range.
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It was bizarre; experience, intuition, Eye Power... everything told Wu Xuanzhu that this young man's strength was only a 1.

But this sword gave him the feeling it was well over 10.

"Is he in a state of Dynamic Qi eruption or under the effect of some God-Given Secret Art? No, not entirely."

Wu Xuanzhu had no time to ponder further as Xue Jing's eyes, burning with dark golden fury, glanced towards him again.

The next moment.

Hiss, hiss—!!

The familiar sharp whistling of slicing through the air rang beside Wu Xuanzhu's ears.

Although it sounded somewhat more muffled and massive than the noise produced by a spear thrust, he immediately recognized what it was.

The Giant Sword kept thrusting, turning into a Sword Flood, surging overwhelmingly towards Wu Xuanzhu.

It was his world-famous supreme skill—Impeccable!

"This kid..."

Wu Xuanzhu's eyes widened.

He dares to use something as cumbersome as this door-plank to perform his Impeccable?

Looking down on whom? This is a technique of Supreme Ingenuity, with no room for adjustment, any slight mistake could lead to a massive flaw.

Unless one reaches his supreme level, don't even think about using another weapon for this sophisticated maneuver, even changing the type of spear could cause issues in subsequent improvisations.

Has he just learned this and already trying to perform spear tricks with a sword? Moreover, with such an unwieldy Door-Plank Sword?

Wu Xuanzhu shook his head.

So complete was his loss of sense that he couldn't even conduct this basic level of strategic thinking.

He extended a finger, facing the oncoming Sword Flood.

His fingertip precisely touched each sword's tip, generating waves of force with each touch.

Using Impeccable against its very founding master? To call it child's play would be an understatement.

Unsurprisingly, he easily blocked every 'spear.'

But as the number of blocked weapons increased, Wu Xuanzhu's expression grew more astonished.

This Xue Jing, performing Impeccable with such a cumbersome weapon, managed to execute every thrust flawlessly, impressively handling them without a single flaw that even he could not fault.

Moreover, because of the weapon's advantage, it added an extremely heavy might compared to using a spear.

Why...?

This kind of ultimate precision in skill, to overcome the limitations of the weapon, was much harder than ordinary martial arts. Up to now, aside from him who had reached the supreme realm, everyone practicing Impeccable had to use a specially made 'Embroidered Needle-shaped' spear to fully execute it.

And this young man...

The 'inhuman' dissonance emanating from Xue Jing grew heavier, giving Wu Xuanzhu a peculiar expression.

"Thud, thud, thud—!"

The Sword Flood continued, fifty swords, sixty swords, eighty swords, a hundred swords...

"Hundred Needles, Thousand Threads..."

The phantom of the Heavenly Feather Garment solidified, but Xue Jing's movements did not cease.

[Combat Skills] upgraded to [Army Master], his control over weapons greatly improved, raising the realm of Impeccable accordingly.

After several days of cultivation, his spear count limit again leapt.

A hundred and ten swords, a hundred and twenty swords...

Wu Xuanzhu's eyelids twitched.

On his way to Yuan City, he had watched the match videos of Xue Jing and Zhou Yinglin, aware that he had already cultivated Impeccable to the realm of Hundred Needles, Thousand Threads.

But it hasn't been long since then; how did it jump to one hundred and twenty?

Fortunately, Xue Jing did not bring him more surprises. At the one hundred twenty-third sword, at the moment when the fingertip touched the sword tip, his body slightly staggered, the Giant Sword in his hand seemed not to be gripped securely, inadvertently revolving as it flew backward into thin air.

"That's about enough..."

Wu Xuanzhu began to speak, but he hadn't finished his words.

"Whoosh—"

The sharp sound of air being torn apart came, and Wu Xuanzhu's body instinctively tilted slightly.

Almost simultaneously with the sound, a streak of white-golden radiance, too fast to see clearly, burst past the place he had dodged, the resulting windstorm causing the garments on both of them to violently flutter.