C15 The First Genius of the Listening Sword

"Why don't you take a look yourself?" Ma Zhaoyang no longer had the same expression as before. He was like a frosted eggplant, shriveled up and completely devoid of any expression from before.

Back then, when Wu Yun had agreed, Ma Zhaoyang had never thought that Wu Yun would actually be able to pass the ninth level. That was because Ma Zhaoyang clearly knew how difficult it was to comprehend the entire Sword Discourse Arena.

He only remembered that his own clan's ancestor, the Great Elder of the Hearing Sword Sect, had once said that in the ten thousand years since the decline of the sect, not a single person had been able to pass the first floor of the Listening Sword Technique. But ten thousand years ago, because of the loss of the ancient texts, there was no record of this at all!

And now …

Ma Zhaoyang could only cry.

Xiao Yan spread the list on his hand and could only slowly shut his eyes.

"Come! You, that's you. Tell me, is that the brat inside? " Who knew that at this moment, the old man holding the gourd glared at Ma Zhaoyang and shouted.

Ma Zhaoyang, who didn't know what to do, trembled at the sound of it.

Opening his eyes, he saw the old man who looked like a beggar. He was already depressed, but now, with his mouth wide open, saliva flew out as he shouted: "You keep calling out like a flower, calling out like a soul, standing everywhere you are you are getting in the way. Hurry up and get the hell away from me, you still dare to ask me!"

"You, and you, hurry up and pull this beggar away. F * ck, I'm going to die from anger …" As he shouted, Ma Zhaoyang commanded a few people …

Who knew that before he finished, everyone saw the old man reach out his hand and Ma Zhaoyang's entire body flew up. With two "ahhh" sounds, Ma Zhaoyang landed in the old man's hand and was held up somewhere.

However, Ma Zhaoyang did not panic as he landed in the old man's hands. He silently touched the back of the Longsword with his right hand, and just as one of his fingers had touched the Longsword …

The old man's hand suddenly moved. He tossed the man into the air and flipped him upside down. The moment before he landed, his ankle fell onto a withered hand with a "pa" sound.

The old man picked up the gourd and gulped it down before grinning. "Brat, you're still too inexperienced to fight with me."

"You … What the hell... Who exactly is it? " Ma Zhaoyang's face was flushed, and he gasped heavily for breath as he hurriedly asked.

However, this time, he learnt his lesson and did not dare to say anymore 'dirty'.

The two disciples who Ma Zhaoyang had pointed out had only taken two steps before they looked left and right unnaturally, as if they were looking for something.

"It's none of your business who I am. First, you have to answer honestly to this old man. Right now, which family's junior is trying to break through the sword path?" The old man shook Ma Zhaoyang.

"Don't... Don't shake! I said, I said. " Ma Zhaoyang waved and shouted. His appearance could only be described as miserable, "I heard that the person inside the sword path is called Wu Yun, it's... He is my sect's Outer Sect disciple, he is actually just a piece of trash … "

"What?" Trash? You look more like trash! " When the old man heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he blew his beard and glared as he let out a loud roar.

In his heart, someone who could pass this ninth level of the Listening Sword Path must be a heaven warping talent, or perhaps not even his own Hearing Sword Sect disciple at all!

But what did he hear in the end? What was "trash"? How dare someone lie to him!

"This... What's wrong with this monument? "So big..."

"Holy shit!" The words on it could actually move? Then … Isn't that Wu Yun's name? "

"It's shining, could it be that Wu Yun did something big in there again?"

Even the old beggar threw Ma Zhaoyang onto the ground, his eyes under his white eyebrows emitting a thief light!

Just as the old man made his move and attracted everyone's attention, the sword monument rumbled as it rose up from the ground and shot into the sky!

The words "Wu Yun", which were carved at the bottom, shone with light as they climbed up the stairs. The light on the words became even more dazzling.

Wu Yun's expression changed. He smiled and pointed his sword forward. In that instant, a resplendent light flashed as his sword pierced through the heavens!

The tenth sword comprehension platform was easily comprehended!

Stepping out of the eleventh step, Wu Yun's eyes were filled with vigor as he stared straight ahead.

"This sword is not something that a mere Body Refinement cultivator like you can comprehend. Go back."

Unexpectedly, the expected stone platform did not appear. Instead, a figure was seen floating down the ancient path in front of him.

There was even a deep sense of ridicule in his words.

Wu Yun frowned and then relaxed. His eyes were staring intently at the remnant sword intent with his consciousness as he said, "It's just a remnant sword intent. Scatter!"

With the sword in the right and the sword as the center, that figure was enveloped by the sword light as his body slowly disappeared!

"Since we've already reached the sword intent, then let's hurry up." As Wu Yun looked at the disappearing figure, he only heard a few murmurs from Wu Yun.

Because of the sword intent, he could no longer give Wu Yun any form of reference! Sword intent, everyone comprehended different sword intents, he could only belong to one sword intent!

Next, Wu Yun, taking a step forward, within fifteen minutes, with his majestic sword intent, took four steps forward and solved four of the slashes in a row!" In just a short quarter of an hour, a storm of sword blades was set off in the ancient path!

Wu Yun's movement made the sounds outside the sword path even more majestic!

The sword monument was in a state of turmoil, causing the sound mountain peak which pierced into the clouds to be like an earthquake. Everyone on the peak was so shocked that their hearts were palpitating as they madly ran down the peak!

The entire Mighty Heavenly Sword Mountain was filled with a monstrous might, bathed in the resplendent glow of the sword. In fact, it was as though there was a pair of invisible eyes descending from the skies. Maybe this was the reason why the earth quaked and the mountains shook.

The most obvious expression was Wu Yun, who had reached the top at an unknown time! It was so bright that even thousands of miles away, it was the most dazzling place!

Even the scorching sun in the sky had lost its luster in front of it!

"Let me take a look at this final sword comprehension platform. Can you give me a surprise?"

He saw a figure standing there with his head bowed so low that his face could not be seen. The figure's features could not even be seen clearly, and only his voice that did not carry any smoke and fire could be heard, "If you want a surprise, then I'll give you one!"

"Sword World!"

"Swish!" The edge of the sword in his hand was unsheathed. It was unknown whether it was slow or fast, but he felt like it was just one strike, but it also felt like it was countless swords. In an instant, it covered the entire world in front of Wu Yun!

"Is that it?"

After the light faded away, the perfectly fine Wu Yun walked out of the sword aura. It was as if he was walking on a sword, like the wind and waves breaking through the waves!

"Then disperse!" Wu Yun only said one sentence. Even though his voice was still echoing in the world, the silhouette he got was nowhere to be seen.

In the outside world, the sword monument was no longer shaking, and the mountain peak had already become quiet.

Just when everyone thought that everything was over, the sword monument exploded in a thunderous explosion. Clouds quickly gathered in the sky and in just a moment, turned into pitch black clouds!

In a flash of lightning, he seemed to have seen a few words — Listening to the sword's number one talent, Wu Yun!