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Chapter 333 One move decides the outcome, Sword Dao Chenxin VS Heavenly Crippled Tornado!

Seventh Soul Skill: Holy Dragon True Form!

This time, Wang Zhao was in high spirits when fighting Chen Xin, so he didn't let the golden scales appear. Instead, he simply activated his seventh soul skill, entered the Eight-Colored Armor state, and planned to take the field himself.

Wang Zhao: A mage who doesn't want to play melee combat isn't a good beast tamer~

It's worth mentioning that Wang Zhao's mysterious spirit rings, which seem unpredictable to outsiders, remained undiscovered as always.

The next moment, Wang Zhao donned a wide, almost transparent white battle robe, wearing a silver back armor, dark green and almost black arm guards, sky blue and purple patterned leg armor, black and yellow battle boots, and a golden breastplate; his ice blue left dragon wing and crimson gold right dragon wing slowly unfolded behind him, and his left hand leisurely stretched forward, grasping lightly, and a platinum dragon spear appeared.

Wang Zhao smiled and skillfully swung the Platinum Dragon Spear a few times before suddenly holding it behind his back, instantly transforming his aura into a fierce one.

"Ah! Your Highness!"

Wang Zhao's posture unsurprisingly drew cheers from some female fans in the stands below, their eyes filled with love.

Opposite Wang Zhao, Chen Xin's aura was equally formidable. He casually twirled his sword, and as his eyes opened and closed, an invisible meaning seemed to emanate from them, causing Wang Zhao's gaze to slightly sharpen.

Whether it was a misperception or not, in Wang Zhao's eyes, Chen Xin seemed to suddenly have a touch of "swordsman" about him. It wasn't just because of his appearance and simple reliance on soul power to maintain his martial soul, but because of something deeper.

That's interesting...

Wang Zhao thought for a moment, then suddenly suggested, "Sword Douluo, how about we try to decide the winner in one move?"

"Um……"

"No, no, no, let's just pretend I didn't say anything. It doesn't seem fair to you to only use one move."

Wang Zhao then shook his head to himself.

He is a Soul Master who stacks buffs, while Chen Xin is just a traditional Soul Master who adds attack skills to his Martial Soul. If he only uses one move, he thinks he can accumulate a lot more power than Chen Xin, which is unfair to Chen Xin. With his strength, there is no need for him to win in this way.

After all, he could easily see that although Chen Xin's current strength had somehow reached the peak of level 97, his strength was far beyond that...

If he hadn't already set his sights on the God Realm and didn't intend to reveal his full strength now, potentially attracting the attention of certain beings, he could have easily defeated Chen Xin simply by putting on a show, let alone needing to build up his power.

Just like when the Spirit Hall intimidated the Clear Sky Sect back then, even though the Clear Sky Sect had a Grand Elder at the Super Douluo level, as long as the Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was a Super Douluo of level 98 at the time, slightly raised his hand, those rats in the Clear Sky Sect dared not harbor the slightest malice.

Of course, the premise that Wang Zhao could easily defeat Chen Xin with his full strength is that Chen Xin is just a "simple" level 97 Title Douluo...

At this moment, to everyone's surprise, Chen Xin's face showed a hint of contemplation upon hearing Wang Zhao's words.

He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Palace Master, are you truly intent on deciding the outcome with a single move?"

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhao looked at Chen Xin with some confusion, then shook his head.

"I did intend to, but after thinking about it, I'll pass. After all, with our strength, even if we were to unleash our 'strongest' attack soul skills normally, it would be difficult to tell who would win in a short time. However, if both of us were to charge up our power, Sword Douluo, I'm sure Sect Master Ning has analyzed some aspects of my soul skills for you in detail, right?"

Seeing Wang Zhao's frankness, Chen Xin paused, neither nodding nor shaking his head. After all, he was now representing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Finally, with a hint of determination, he said, "I think we can try to decide the outcome with one move. Let's set the charging time at ten breaths, what do you think?"

"Sword Douluo, you..."

Wang Zhao's eyes looked somewhat strange.

Chen Xin merely touched his Seven Kill Sword, his gaze gradually hardening and sharpening. The sword intent and killing aura emanating from his body seemed to solidify into a tangible form. He no longer concealed his presence, and finally, with a hint of arrogance, he said:

"I possess a pinnacle sword technique, but unfortunately, I won't have the opportunity to unleash it in the midst of a fierce battle. If you, Lord, are willing to give me this chance to prepare and unleash it, then no matter who wins or loses in the end, please have no complaints."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhao raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Judging from Chen Xin's words, he seems to have a lot of confidence in the "peak sword strike" he mentioned...

Since that's the case, Wang Zhao might as well see for himself. Anyway, he wasn't worried about messing things up.

It wasn't that Wang Zhao had become arrogant and conceited, but rather that he thought that with so many advantages he had, if he could still be defeated by Chen Xin, he might as well go find a block of tofu and kill himself.

Besides, there's still the final safety net: "Dragon King Palace is one point ahead of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

While pondering, Wang Zhao stopped speaking and responded only through his actions.

Suddenly, he soared into the sky, and Chen Xin followed suit, rising into the air to face Wang Zhao at the same level. Then, the telepathic connection between the masters allowed them to tacitly begin gathering their power.

On a high seat not far away, Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi exchanged a glance.

"Uncle Bone, Uncle Sword, are you... going to try out that move?!"

Ning Fengzhi silently transmitted his voice and asked.

"Um."

"This... there won't be any problems, will there? After all, Uncle Jian's move was just too..."

Ning Fengzhi was now starting to worry about Wang Zhao's safety.

Gu Rong rolled her eyes at her sect leader without revealing her true feelings, then replied telepathically, "No problem, Feng Zhi, don't forget how unfathomable the Dragon King Palace Master is just because you remember how powerful that old bastard's move was. You know, he was the one who first proposed 'one move to decide the outcome'."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, his expression relaxing for a moment, then suddenly became somewhat serious.

He keenly realized that if even Uncle Jian's move couldn't defeat Wang Zhao, then Wang Zhao must be incredibly terrifying...

In the blink of an eye, ten breaths had passed.

At this moment, the wind of the night seemed to have fallen silent.

Wang Zhao lightly touched the ground with his feet, stepping into the void, and faint, invisible ripples could be seen spreading outwards.

To show respect for Chen Xin, although he still didn't intend to use the amplification-type soul skills other than "Martial Soul True Body," he would try to use his full strength and unleash his eighth soul skill, named—

The Tornado of the Sky.

On the opposite side, Chen Xin, who had finished preparing, suddenly opened his sharp eyes, held the Seven Kill Sword to his chest, and his sword intent rose visibly, with several soul rings, including the ninth soul ring, flashing at the same time.

"I possess a sword that embodies all my life's learning; it can move mountains, overturn seas, suppress demons, pluck stars, sever rivers, destroy cities, and cleave the heavens."

"Shamelessly named it..."

"The Way of the Sword, the Heart of Dust!"

(End of this chapter)