C632 A Battle Between Swordsmen

It was a long time before the audience realized what had just happened.

"It can't be! How did he do it? That Wen Hwa is the Hidden Genius who has condensed three Shen Hua flowers. How did he manage to hit the stage with one palm and one punch?"

"Inconceivable, no wonder he was ranked number one on the Stellar Monument. This kind of strength is truly terrifying."

Not only were these people amazed, even the Hidden Geniuses were looking at Lee Zhuohua with fear. Such tyrannical strength was a threat to them.

"He is so powerful?" Lin Yue's face was also filled with disbelief. She could not understand how Lee Zhuohua could have such terrifying strength.

"Aha! Hahaha!" Yun Fan did not explain to Lin Yue what had happened to Lee Zhuohua in the Spiritual Pine Mountain Range. Instead, he just laughed heartily, and his laughter was filled with meaning.

"Swish, chirp ~" As for Zhuyun, his eyes were shining as he looked at Lee Zhuohua on the arena, as if he had such tyrannical strength, and he cried out excitedly.

After Lee Zhuohua sent Wen Hwa off the arena, Imperial Emperor Gu Yang's eyes flashed with a questioning expression, but he eventually sat down slowly. There were some things that he could only guess and could not make a conclusion directly. However, Lee Zhuohua's appearance had attracted his attention.

"It seems that the origin of this little fellow is very mysterious. I still need to observe him carefully before reporting to the ancestor." Jing Canghai was sure that Lee Zhuohua was related to the matter on the mural, but he did not act rashly.

On the Fourth Young Master, Jing Bolin and the others were also dumbstruck. They never thought that Lee Zhuohua would have such shocking strength.

Although Wen Hwa's ranking was low, he was a real Hidden Genius. No matter which of them he faced, it would give them a headache. They didn't even dare to think about defeating Wen Hwa like Lee Zhuohua did.

"His strength is no longer weaker than that of that evildoer from before. He has the same astonishing talent and the same terrifying combat strength. This person is not simple." Jing Bolin made such an evaluation of Lee Zhuohua.

"I was right, but I didn't expect to surprise us here. I don't know what it would have been like for him to meet that monster." Ziyun Hujingze said with interest. Although he was also shocked by Lee Zhuohua's combat strength, he was more interested in him.

"That's right, Brother Zhan, didn't you want to compete with him in the way of the sword?" At this moment, the Pure Fox turned its head and said to Zhan Wuhenn.

At this moment, Zhan Wuhen's face was solemn. He originally thought that Lee Zhuohua would only have the same strength as before, but he didn't expect him to have such a terrifying combat strength. According to his thoughts, in terms of sword arts, he was not afraid of Lee Zhuohua, but with such combat strength, he needed to think carefully about it.

When the Pure Fox saw that Zhan Wuhenn didn't say anything, it chuckled and turned its head.

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On the arena, after Lee Zhuohua defeated Wen Hwa, he did not withdraw the unusual phenomenon on his body. He looked at the person who had just threatened to challenge him below the arena. His eyes were like a torch, shocking everyone. With the support of the two unusual phenomena, his figure made people look very tall.

Below the arena, those who were planning to challenge Lee Zhuohua lowered their heads under his gaze. Obviously, they were shocked by Lee Zhuohua's combat strength just now. No one dared to challenge Lee Zhuohua again.

For a moment, the entire arena became silent. Lee Zhuohua stood alone on the stage, his figure was extremely proud and aloof, and the arena was completely silent. No one dared to challenge him.

Are you kidding me? The strength that Lee Zhuohua had just displayed was already not something that an ordinary Done Gang-level Cultivator could deal with. Even if he had condensed three Divine Flowers, it would still not be enough. Only the Hidden Geniuses and the Fourth Young Master had the strength to fight him.

However, Huang Yan and the others had no intention of entering the arena. Perhaps it was because those people from the Fourth Young Master had already reached the top of the list, and no one was going to enter the arena at this time.

Could it be that Lee Zhuohua would be able to become the head of the Fourth Young Master in just one battle? This was something that no one dared to think about before, but if no one challenged him again, it would become a reality.

And just when everyone thought that Lee Zhuohua had secured his position as the first place, on the side of Jing Bolin and the others.

The expression on Zhan Wuhenn's face changed. The sword in his heart was urging him to go on stage, but his reason was telling him that it was not a wise move and that two thoughts were controlling him.

Finally, his expression returned to calm, and he had made up his mind. He raised his head and looked at the figure on the arena, and the sword intent in his eyes burst out.

"Brother Zhan?" Seeing him in such a state, the Pure Fox asked tentatively.

However, Zhan Wuhen didn't pay any attention to him. Instead, he strode towards the arena.

Jing Bolin, who was standing at the side, was also surprised by Zhan Wuhenn's actions. He did not think that Zhan Wuhenn would really want to fight with Lee Zhuohua, but after thinking about it for a while, he understood. Perhaps this was the persistence of a swordsman.

Zhan Wuhenn did not directly go to the arena like the others. He walked forward step by step, but he was like a long sword that was moving slowly. The aura around his body was condensed without being released, but everyone who passed by him could feel a heavy aura flowing out from his body.

The crowd below the ring parted to make way for him, and looked at him expectantly.

"Hmm?"

Lee Zhuohua, who had been waiting for a long time, also felt a firm sword intent locking on to him, slowly approaching him. He looked down from the arena, following the feeling, and found that Zhan Wuhenn, one of the Fourth Young Master, was walking towards the arena.

"It's him." Lee Zhuohua knew Zhan Wuhen. He knew that the other party was a Sword Cultivator. The last time he was in the Righteous Hall, the other party had left a deep impression on him.

When he saw that this person wanted to challenge him, he understood. Presumably, the opponent wanted to fight him because of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique that he had previously used. Indeed, whenever the Sword Cultivator saw the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, they would be attracted to it.

The other party must have thought that he was a Sword Cultivator. Thinking of this, Lee Zhuohua smiled, but he did not mind that the other party came up to challenge him. If the other party really wanted to fight with him because of the sword path, Lee Zhuohua would naturally not use any methods other than the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Zhan Wuhen arrived at the arena. He stood in a corner of the arena, and his eyes shone brightly as he stared straight at Lee Zhuohua.

"I just want to experience your sword path." Zhan Wuhenn said.

After Lee Zhuohua heard the other party's words, he secretly thought to himself, As expected, and a smile appeared on his face.

After that, the Gang Qi in his body moved slightly, and the two unusual phenomenons on his body were retracted back into his body.

"Sure." Lee Zhuohua said with a smile, and the sword technique in his hand was complete.

Ten pure white sword qi quietly appeared behind him and surrounded him. Although their auras were not as shocking as before, they were still as frightening as Sword Immortal.

When Zhan Wuhen saw Lee Zhuohua's actions, a smile appeared on his face.