Genius Daddy in the City

A huge arena hovered in the sky.

In the arena, there was a battle stage condensed from boundless origin energy. The light from the formation surged, and from afar, it looked as if it had solidified.

Under everyone’s gaze, the two figures in the arena turned into two shadows and charged at each other.

Boom…

An enormous storm of sword qi completely erupted on the arena, and the terrifying might it emanated caused others to worry if the arena would be able to endure it.

A bone-chilling killing intent descended from the sky. It was as if the temperature of the world had suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees.

At that moment, almost everyone’s eyes were locked onto the two figures in the sky.

They all knew that the battle between the two geniuses was like a confrontation between a needle against a wheat. As the saying went, when two tigers fought, one would definitely be injured.

After seeing the longsword in Ye Wushuang’s hand, a man sitting on the Dao Sect’s seat immediately went up to the Daoist master in front of him and whispered, “Grand Master, that sword looks familiar…”

That Daoist master’s gaze then landed on the longsword in Ye Wushuang’s hand and his pupils constricted, “Wasn’t this sword taken away by someone? How did it appear in his hands?”

To the ten high sects, it was a disgrace.

That was a person who had taken away Ye Wushuang’s sword and killed all the supreme paragons of the ten high sects outside Border Dragon City.

The ten high sects did everything they could, but they still could not find out the identity of the man wearing the conical hat. They did not expect the sword that he had taken away to appear in Ye Wushuang’s hand.

“Could it be that the person wearing the conical hat was him?”

The Daoist master took a deep look at Ye Wushuang, and a sneer appeared on his aged face, “Great, this is just great. Ye Wushuang actually dares to play a double-act under the noses of the ten high sects!”

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In the arena, Su Qilin stood in the air, his body turning into dozens of afterimages, making it difficult for others to catch him.

Boom…

With a wave of his hand, a sword gleam blossomed from his hand. Then, like lightning, it slashed towards Ye Wushuang with a piercing sound.

In just an instant, that sword gleam landed in front of Ye Wushuang. Under this earth-shattering sword gleam, the surrounding space faintly distorted.

However, almost at the same time, the sword intent on Ye Wushuang erupted. Boundless sword qi surrounded him and formed a terrifying storm of sword qi with him as the center.

Just as the sword gleam was about to land on him, he moved. His cold eyes looked calmly at the sword gleam.

In the depths of his eyes that were like stars, a bright sword gleam appeared. The sword gleam emitted a vast emperor’s might.

Bang…

Under the flickering of the sword gleam in his eyes, Su Qilin’s sword gleam suddenly shattered.

Whoosh…

Everyone who had been watching the battle cried out in surprise when they saw that.

Many people felt that the sword gleam from Su Qilin’s slash collapsed before they even saw Ye Wushuang make a move.

Sword Sect’s First Peak’s peak master Mysterious Sword’s expression changed as if he had thought of something, “This is the Sword Intent Attack!”

As soon as he finished speaking, all the people from the Sword Sect present became astounded.

Sword Intent Attack, as the name implied, could be used to attack enemies. At this stage, sword cultivators were no longer limited to weapons.

To them, every flower, every blade of grass, every tree, everything in this world, including his own will, was a weapon.

On the other hand, a sword cultivator’s path was divided into Sword Gleam Differentiation, Turning Sword Qi into Thread, Sword Intent Comprehension and Sword Intent Release. The last one would be Sword Intent Attack!

There were over 10,000 people in the entire Sword Sect, and most of them were still at the stage of Turning Sword Qi into Thread. Only a very small number of elites were able to achieve the stage of Sword Intent Release.

As for the Sword Intent Attack, only the Sword Sect’s sect master, Ling Xuanzi, had been able to accomplish it. Even the supreme figures of the sect were unable to accomplish it.

Therefore, when he saw Ye Wushuang break Su Qilin’s sword gleam without making a sound, the Sword Sect’s First Peak’s peak master, Elder Mysterious Sword, lost his composure.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the Sword Sect disciples looked at Ye Wushuang in a different light.

Even the sect master Ling Xuanzi who stood on the lotus platform had a fluctuating expression in his eyes.

Under countless gazes, Ye Wushuang’s white robe fluttered even though there was no wind. The sword gleam in his eyes flickered again.

An invisible sword intent shook lightly and charged at Su Qilin.

Su Qilin’s heart trembled. He suddenly felt that his perception had lost its effect in that instant.

Whoosh…

It was this brief moment of absent-mindedness that caused the shapeless sword intent to close in on him, and Su Qilin calmly dodged to the side.

A gentle breeze blew past his face, lifting a strand of his long hair and fluttering it in the wind.

The entire First Peak fell silent at this sight, their eyes filled with shock.

Su Qilin actually had a strand of hair cut by Ye Wushuang’s Sword Intent Attack? If he had reacted a moment slower, would that not mean…

“This little b*stard has actually comprehended the Sword Intent Attack…” The First Peak’s peak master did not hide the envy and jealousy on his face.

In his opinion, Ye Wushuang was able to defeat Su Qilin because of his unpredictable sword intent.

“Great, that’s great!

“Looks like you’ve improved a lot in the past two months!”

Su Qilin gently stroked his sideburn. The calmness on his face disappeared immediately. When he looked at Ye Wushuang again, there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

The young man in white had been suppressed by him two months ago. Who would have thought that he would grow to this extent in just two months?

If he was allowed to continue growing, the future would be unimaginable. A sliver of killing intent truly appeared inside of him when he thought about that.

“Purple Sun Sword!”

A long howl shook heaven and earth, and a sword gleam suddenly blossomed from between Su Qilin’s brows.

In the end, the sword gleam landed on his hand and transformed into a longsword. The longsword spewed purple energy. It was not more than one meter long, but it was like a purple dragon circling in his hand.

The moment the people saw the sword, the Daoist master from Dao Sect stood up in shock, “What kind of sword is this? How can it contain so much purple energy?”

“I’ve never seen this sword before!”

“This sword must be a legendary spiritual treasure!”

At this moment, countless powerhouses stood up one after another. The powerhouse from Devil Sect also changed his expression. He stared fixedly at the longsword with a hint of bewilderment in his eyes.

At practically that instant, the figure from the Sword Sect’s Ninth Peak sitting on the cold spring suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was like lightning as he shot towards the First Peak, “It seems that I got this right. This kid is the one from 500 years ago…”