C9 Lift as Light as Heavy

The audience had just heard the conversation, but Wu Yun had already disappeared. When they saw each other again, Wu Yun's right hand thrusted out slanted sword. It looked awkward, but it was soft and light, as if it had no power.

However, in Ma Zhaoyang's eyes, this sword seemed to bring with it the power of the world. It was like a huge mountain pressing down on him, unstoppable!

After that, a "kacha" sound could be heard clearly in the field, as if an egg was being broken.

"To lift it as if it were light!" Luo Haoran stood up all of a sudden, as if he had seen something unbelievable. He took a few deep breaths and said word by word.

What was' light as a feather '? He had comprehended the true intent of the sword, and had gone further, reaching a level where he could change materials!

Everything had power, but it could be big or small. People had their own momentum. Swords had their own momentum. Fists had their own momentum. And all of these were collectively referred to as — martial arts momentum!

Why couldn't Luo Haoran believe it? That was because one could only come into contact with the momentum of the martial way after reaching the ninth level of the Nebula Realm and before the liquid energy had solidified.

The most impossible thing was that Wu Yun was not just a beginner of sword force — he did it as if it was light. The gap between them could not be measured from the bottom of their hearts!

"Hu!" Luo Haoran let out a few breaths of cold air, then closed his eyes and started to recall the scene where he used his sword to control the Heaven and Earth powers, in order to make them stay in his mind and become food for him to use in the martial way!

The others, on the other hand, were completely ignorant, and could only stare blankly at the scene unfolding before them, without a single emotion on their faces.

He saw the arrogant Ma Zhaoyang gently land his sword and follow up with his eyes!

Ma Zhaoyang's body was already being suppressed by the huge force. A shocking bloody wound that was dozens of meters long was left on the stone floor!

With two "wah wah" sounds, a few large mouthfuls of blood were spat on the ground as if they were free!

Ma Zhaoyang, who had lost the cover of his robe, had skin all over his body, and every inch of his skin was split open, oozing blood. The ground he was on was dyed a bright red in just a moment!

Seeing this, everyone in the audience was scared pale, their faces bloodless! They were even suspecting which one of them was the one they were mocking?

The entire venue was deathly silent! The fallen leaves could be heard!

Lord's Battlefield's death was not scary. What he was most afraid of was Ma Zhaoyang's current state, where his entire body was limp and his bones were broken, yet he still had a breath left in him!

Especially those who mocked and insulted him earlier, their legs were trembling. They even made up their minds that if they couldn't get an understanding from Wu Yun, they would rather die than enter a random match!

Just looking at Ma Zhaoyang's miserable state, they all felt pain!

"Isn't this trash? Wasn't it a hundred consecutive losses? "

"Can anyone tell me if that battle record really belongs to him?" Someone pointed at the painting that had yet to disappear, his words were filled with the meaning of being deceived!

"Could it be that what he said before was true, because he was kind to others and did not want to bully them, so he failed so many times?"

"Damn it!" Sword Young Master, it's all because of you, this good-for-nothing! Using that trash's battle record to deceive us, otherwise how could I possibly offend such a strong expert? "

"Right, right!" It's all this Ma Zhaoyang! Pui! You still have the nerve to say that, Sword Young Master, in my opinion, you're just a trash who doesn't want to practice the sword, and instead wants to practice it! "

"Ah!" "AHH!" "AHH!" "Brother Liu, I was wrong, I was wrong, I beg you to forgive me!

Immediately, many of the people who had insulted Wu Yun felt heartache and after paying the war coins, they transmitted their voices into the arena and cursed Ma Zhaoyang one after another!

Ma Zhaoyang was lying there. As a proud son of heaven, he was always being praised and treated like this! With a "pu" sound, he was angered to the point of spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood!

With his neck tilted, the last breath of life left his body!

"Hiss ~"

Right at the moment when Ma Zhaoyang died, before Wu Yun even had the chance to enter the stage, he felt an unknown force from his body entering his body without restraint, rampaging in all directions.

Wu Yun's entire body felt as if it was about to be torn apart, and his soul instantly left his Lord's Battlefield!

Wu Yun's eyes fell on his hands. After a short while, the skin on his body broke into pieces like the dry and thirsty ground. It was even as good as Ma Zhaoyang's!

"Isn't, isn't this the source energy?"

With a thought, his consciousness entered his body. He saw a brown energy crazily rushing through his body, rolling over every inch of his skin and even breaking his bones!

Wu Yun already recognized what this energy was at a glance. Back then, within the source of his Hongmeng Universe, he was only able to crazily absorb for half an hour and he was able to breakthrough to a whole new realm.

His eyes flashed with surprise. Back then, he could only absorb the origin energy from the universe, but now it had appeared in his body. He couldn't even find the source!

However, Wu Yun was not at a loss over this. Instead, he started to circulate the energy in his body, scouring the source energy over and over again, in an attempt to refine the energy that he could control.

"How could that be?" Wu Yun's expression changed drastically as he sensed the Qi within his body. The two of them were clearly in the same place, but they seemed to be separated by an invisible line. It couldn't even be separated by the simplest of lines.

However, two of his ribs were broken in a split-second. "This won't do!"

Wu Yun frowned. If he couldn't think of a way to expel it, the incalculable source energy would turn into poison. As long as he could think of a way, his body would lose its life force!

"En!" His eyes suddenly lit up. "Perhaps he can do this!"

"First move of the Ancient Battle Body — — Bow Like Dragon!"

Taking a deep breath, he lowered his body and endured the pain. His entire body was bent down as if he was unable to withstand the pain. The only sound that could be heard was two "kacha" sounds.

The powerful ripping force seemed to be pulled by a powerful horse, as if it was going to be torn apart in the next moment.

"Hiss!"

The intense pain stimulated Wu Yun's nerves crazily. He could only feel his consciousness expanding several times at this moment. He could clearly see every single skin in his body making "Kacha, kacha" sounds.

Essence power transformed into life force that rolled through the wounds. Even the shattered bones were slowly restored.

The two forces were like two heavens of ice and fire, a power that belonged to the Ancient Battle Body. It frantically destroyed everything within, but the source energy had changed its nature at this moment, and wherever it passed, it was like a healing panacea, healing all wounds!

"Bam!"

It was unknown when even Wu Yun's consciousness had gone blank as he muttered, "It's finally done!"