302: war

In an instant, the entire venue erupted.

Many Martial Artists weren't even in a hurry to rush into the Treasure Gathering Valley, just to witness the entire battle between Shen Xi and Kuang Zhantian!

One was a rising star who emerged from the Chasing Wind Secret Realm, not yet twenty years old, with a Dian Ling Realm cultivation, the only Martial Artist in over two thousand years to successfully pass the Tower of the Heavens and gain the approval of Dugu Bubai.

All sorts of halos converged on Shen Xi.

These titles alone destined Shen Xi for an immeasurable future; in due time, even the so-called Secluded Factions would have no choice but to hold Shen Xi in high regard.

The other was a descendant of the Kuang Family, a Secluded Faction. The Kuang Family, even among Secluded Factions, was a top-tier power. It is rumored that the Old Ancestor who founded the Kuang Family, a being in the Fish Leap Realm, just one step away from transcending the Martial Dao Five Realms, is still alive in the world.

And Kuang Zhantian was an even more legendary figure.

A year ago, he, at the Half-Step Dianling Realm, defeated a Initial Dian Ling Realm expert through an underdog victory.

The Myriad Ghost Axe in his hand was even more renowned, evolving by devouring the flesh and blood of enemies.

Kuang Zhantian was also one of the few young generation experts capable of fighting Dugu Bubai.

The clash between these two was undoubtedly a needle against an awl, arguably the highest-level battle among the younger generation.

Even other battles among the younger generation could at most rival this one, but certainly not surpass it.

This also filled countless Martial Artists with curiosity: who among these two was stronger, and who was weaker!

"Kid, you've got guts. You've thoroughly enraged me. I'm very much looking forward to seeing if your strength is as unyielding as your attitude!"

Kuang Zhantian revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

His eyes were incredibly gloomy, looking at Shen Xi as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Your anger is not worth mentioning at all. To me, it's just a child's impotent rage against an adult."

Shen Xi's response was extremely forceful.

He was never one to swallow his anger.

Previously, he was too lazy to conflict with Kuang Zhantian simply because there were no irreconcilable differences between them.

But now, Kuang Zhantian had provoked him again and again. Even a mud figure has a bit of temper, let alone Shen Xi!

"Whoa, I thought Kuang Zhantian was arrogant enough, but I didn't expect Shen Xi to be even more arrogant than him!"

"I knew it, there must be a reason why Shen Xi, at such a young age, could stand out among the younger generation. How could he be a timid person."

"Only someone with Shen Xi's strength could ignore Kuang Zhantian, even comparing him to a child."

"If I could be so arrogant one day under the gaze of thousands, I would die content."

"That's not hard. Just rush in front of Kuang Zhantian now and say something similar to what Shen Xi said, guaranteed to get everyone's attention."

"Get lost! If you want me to die, just say so. I don't want to experience the sharpness of the Myriad Ghost Axe!"

Amidst the discussions of the Martial Artists, Shen Xi and Kuang Zhantian had already clashed.

As the Myriad Ghost Axe danced, ghostly shadows flickered, as if all the vengeful spirits in the world had been released from the underworld at this moment.

The wails and mournful cries of the ghostly shadows alone caused many Houtian Realm Martial Artists' legs to tremble uncontrollably, some barely able to stand steady.

They, let alone facing the Myriad Ghost Axe directly, were already exerting all their strength just to watch it from afar.

This was the feeling of the observing Martial Artists; one can imagine what kind of pressure Shen Xi, who was directly in the fray, had to endure.

"One Sword Sweeps the Nine Provinces!"

Shen Xi showed no weakness, the Qingying Sword fluttering up and down like a butterfly.

Logically speaking, the Qingying Sword, whether in size or grade, was inferior to the Myriad Ghost Axe and should have been suppressed.

But under Shen Xi's superb swordsmanship, the Qingying Sword not only did not fall into a disadvantage but occasionally posed a threat to Kuang Zhantian.

"I underestimated you earlier. Your strength is much greater than I imagined."

Kuang Zhantian's brows furrowed, feeling somewhat surprised.

He was indeed arrogant, but not a fool, and he had a rough estimate of Shen Xi's strength.

The opponent's combat power was not inferior to his own.

"Oh? Is that so? But I, on the other hand, overestimated you. Your strength is merely thus."

Shen Xi remained domineering.

Even when facing Kuang Zhantian, who had a formidable reputation among the Secluded Factions, he remained full of confidence.

Fame does not necessarily represent a person's true strength.

If fame could determine the outcome of a battle, then there would be no need to continue fighting; one could just come out and compete to see whose fame was greater.

"Holy moly, I thought Kuang Zhantian was arrogant enough, but Shen Xi is even more arrogant than him!"

"Kuang Zhantian must be furious, to actually meet someone even more arrogant than himself."

"You dare to say such things? Are you not afraid of death!"

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm hiding in the crowd; can Kuang Zhantian still find me?"

The Martial Artists present were all young people.

Precisely because of this, during the battle between Kuang Zhantian and Shen Xi, their bloodlust was ignited, and their words became somewhat unrestrained.

"Hmph! Do you really think I can't find you?"

Kuang Zhantian's eyes grew even colder.

During his battle with Shen Xi, he was still searching for the person who had slandered him.

Soon, Kuang Zhantian found his target.

He suddenly swung his axe, blocking the Qingying Sword, and immediately rushed towards the unrestrained Martial Artist.

"You want to commit murder right in front of me? You overestimate yourself too much, and you underestimate me too much!"

Shen Xi naturally couldn't let Kuang Zhantian succeed.

He quickly followed, sticking close to Kuang Zhantian.

At the same time, the Qingying Sword whistled as it swung.

"Hiss!"

Everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Kuang Zhantian was even stronger than they had imagined.

He was clearly still in a fierce battle with Shen Xi, yet he still had the leisure to pinpoint the person who had spoken disrespectfully to him, hidden in the vast crowd.

This kind of strength was chilling.

And this also made the Martial Artists present dare not discuss freely anymore.

Who could guarantee that they wouldn't be targeted by Kuang Zhantian?

They were not Shen Xi; once targeted, death was certain!

"Can you only bully these Houtian and Xiantian Realm Martial Artists?"

"Heh heh, Kuang Zhantian, what a joke!"

"You don't even have the courage to let people discuss you, do you even deserve to be called a strong expert?"

"The Kuang Family is just like this; it's destined to decline in your hands."

Just as the Martial Artists present didn't even dare to breathe loudly, suddenly, several voices rang out.

This startled all the Martial Artists.

Knowing that Kuang Zhantian would target them, under such circumstances, someone still dared to speak so arrogantly?

Were they not afraid of death?

Who exactly dared to evaluate Kuang Zhantian so wantonly?