Dao Seed Immortal Lord

but......

Li Bai gripped the magic sword slightly with his fingers.

If the Great Spirit Sword Technique wasn't enough, he also had the Great Spring and Autumn Sword Technique.

"start!"

The manager gave the order.

"roar!"

Jiang Yunhe roared instantly, and a violent aura erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption.

His body began to swell, his muscles bulged, and his veins stood out. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a small giant over nine feet tall.

Golden Body Refinement Technique!

"Thump!"

Jiang Yunhe stomped his foot hard, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the bluestone ground of the dueling platform, causing the ground to shake violently.

He charged toward Li Bai like a colossal humanoid beast, carrying an overwhelming and ferocious aura.

With each step taken, the dueling platform trembled.

Its fierce power made it seem as if a truly maddened monster was roaring and charging forward.

The countless apprentices of spiritual plant masters in the audience watched with trepidation.

"So powerful! Jiang Yunhe's physical body is truly formidable!"

"If Senior Brother Jiang were to throw that punch, he could probably smash our bodies into pieces!"

"Li Bai is in danger!"

Faced with Jiang Yunhe's unstoppable charge, Li Bai did not retreat even a step.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the Sword Heart Dao Seed shone brightly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

An indescribable sword essence slowly condensed within his body.

Unlike the sharp and aggressive Great Spirit Sword Technique, this sword essence is as warm and gentle as jade, as soft as water, without any sense of sharpness.

But the moment this sword energy appeared, Yuan Hong's pupils on the high platform suddenly contracted.

"This is......"

He murmured to himself, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Yunhe roared and charged a foot in front of Li Bai.

His fists were clenched, veins bulging, as if he could smash the skinny young man in front of him into a pulp with a single punch.

Right at this moment.

Li Bai suddenly opened his eyes.

A wisp of sword energy swept across the dueling platform in an instant.

As Li Bai pointed out with two fingers forming a sword, he gently pointed out.

In an instant.

Springtime arrives for all things in heaven and earth.

Plants sprout, flowers bloom, and spring returns to the earth.

On the dueling platform, although it was still late autumn, in that instant, everyone felt as if they were in the warm spring of March, feeling the lingering warmth of spring.

Jiang Yunhe was also stunned.

His fist froze in mid-air, a look of bewilderment flashing in his eyes.

What kind of magic is this?

There was no sword energy, no sharpness, and not even the slightest threat could be felt.

Is he trying to scratch his own itch?

Jiang Yunhe felt no sharpness or threat whatsoever.

But a sense of unease pounded wildly in his heart at that moment, as if something unseen was silently approaching.

do not care!

Jiang Yunhe's expression was ferocious, and with a fierce power that seemed capable of tearing everything apart, he slammed his fist toward Li Bai.

however.

Just as he rushed in front of Li Bai, only half a zhang away.

His menacing aura froze instantly.

Their steps came to a halt.

His fierce aura was like dark clouds looming overhead, threatening a torrential downpour, but then the clouds vanished in an instant, as if it were all an illusion.

Jiang Yunhe stood frozen in place, motionless.

A thin line of blood slowly appeared on his neck.

Fresh blood seeped out and slid down his neck.

Jiang Yunhe looked down at his fist, which was suspended in mid-air, and then looked up at the calm and composed young man in front of him.

The distance was only half a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters).

But this half-zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

He had no doubt that if Li Bai had wanted to, that sword strike just now would have been enough to sever his head.

"I lost."

Jiang Yunhe took a deep breath, suppressing the shock surging in his heart, and withdrew his body-refining technique, returning to his normal size.

His voice was a little hoarse, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes as he looked at Li Bai.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Jiang Yunhe asked in a low voice.

Li Bai paused for a moment, then calmly said, "The Great Spring and Autumn Sword Technique, Spring Sword."

"Spring Sword..."

Jiang Yunhe murmured to himself, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

"That sword strike was powerful; it truly lives up to its name, the Spring Sword."

He sighed, then leaped off the dueling platform.

"You win."

These words immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

"What?! He gave up?!"

"No, why? Why didn't he continue? Why did he admit defeat?"

"I don't understand! Why did they suddenly stop fighting? Why did they suddenly admit defeat? What happened?!"

Many plant growers and apprentices were completely bewildered and discussed the matter amongst themselves.

They only saw Jiang Yunhe rush towards Li Bai, then Li Bai pointed out with two fingers of his sword, a touch of spring spreading across the world, and with a flash of light, Jiang Yunhe stopped in his tracks.

Then he admitted defeat.

What, what exactly is going on?

Jiang Yunhe returned to his fellow disciples, who gathered around him, asking him a barrage of questions.

"Senior brother, why are you admitting defeat? You clearly still have energy left!"

"Yes, Li Bai's sword strike wasn't very powerful at all; it didn't even graze your skin. How did you...?"

Jiang Yunhe didn't explain, he just reached up and touched his neck.

Only then did everyone notice a thin bloodstain on his neck.

Fresh blood was still seeping out.

"this......"

The fellow disciples were stunned and stood there, their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

Jiang Yunhe's expression was complicated as he said in a low voice, "I didn't understand his sword strike at all."

"If he hadn't shown mercy, I'd be dead by now."

"Naturally, we have no choice but to admit defeat."

After he finished speaking, his fellow disciples looked at each other and gasped in shock.

Li Bai's swordsmanship was terrifyingly powerful!

On the high platform, several stewards of the Spirit Plant Hall also noticed something amiss, and their expressions changed.

"This swordsmanship... no, that was... sword intent!?"

An elderly steward with white hair suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open.

"A second-level Qi Refining Realm cultivator, actually comprehending sword intent!?"

Another manager was so shocked he almost ripped his own beard off.

"This looks familiar, Lao Yuan. Isn't this the top-tier first-level sword technique you obtained from that ruin?"

One of the stewards suddenly turned to look at Yuan Hong and asked in a low voice.

Yuan Hong did not answer; he was staring intently at the figure of the young man on the dueling platform, his eyes filled with shock.

He certainly recognized this Great Spring and Autumn Sword Technique.

This was because he brought it back from an ancient site and later gave it to his disciple Chen Hexian.

But he never expected that a mere Qi Refining Level 2 spiritual plant servant could cultivate this top-tier sword technique to such a high level in such a short time.

Moreover, he comprehended the essence of swordsmanship!

"Um."

Yuan Hong nodded slightly, his brows furrowed to conceal the shock and horror he felt.

Upon hearing this, the managers immediately gasped in hushed tones.

"A second-level Qi Refining Realm cultivator has actually mastered this top-tier first-order sword technique!?"

"Damn, is this kid's swordsmanship talent monstrous? This is a top-tier first-order swordsmanship technique! Ordinary cultivators might not even be able to grasp the basics in their entire lives, and he's even comprehended the sword intent!"

"What a ghost... No wonder he's favored by the ancestral master's statue! The ancestral master has discerning eyes!"

"Old Yuan, are you going to let me have this kid or not? If not, I'm going to take it myself!"

A group of old managers started scrambling for it again.

Chen Hexian, who had been teaching Li Bai the Great Spring and Autumn Sword Technique, stood frozen in place, unable to recover for a long time.