234: Chapter 234 Super Defense

Cao Yun stood in front of the Chixia Peak team, arms crossed over his chest. His tiger-like eyes peered over the layers of crowds, staring fixedly at the figure descending from the Martial Arts Arena.

Senior Brother Wang Yidao had lost.

This peer of his, whom he regarded as his greatest rival, the number one Genius of Jinxia Peak, had actually been defeated by a kid at the 5th Grade Late Stage.

He had witnessed Senior Brother Wang Yidao's blade light torn apart by the twelve streaks of Xiaguang, and he had watched as that autumn water sword was held against Senior Brother Wang Yidao's neck. The stormy waves that surged in his heart at that moment were no less than anyone else's.

He remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking.

"This kid's sword technique is very strong, and his movement technique is also very fast." Cao Yun's voice was low, as if he were talking to himself, or perhaps analyzing the situation for his fellow Disciples nearby. "In terms of attack, he is not below me. In terms of speed, I am even less of a match for him."

The Elders of Chixia Peak heard this, and their expressions turned somewhat unpleasant. One Elder couldn't help but ask: "Then do you have any certainty of winning?"

Cao Yun turned his head. His cold, hard face remained expressionless, but a fire burned in his eyes.

"I do." His tone was resolute. "No matter how strong his sword technique is, it might not be able to break through my defense.

No matter how fast his movement technique is, I don't need to chase him—he must eventually get close to me to attack, and as long as he gets close, my Great Strength Vajra Palm will be able to strike him.

My physique and my defense are my greatest advantages. He cannot break my defense, and as long as I hit him once, the battle will be over."

Speaking of this, a cold, sharp arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I am not afraid of his speed, and he doesn't need to be afraid of my speed either. This battle is a contest of who is tougher. And when it comes to toughness, I, Cao Yun, have never lost to anyone."

The Elders of Chixia Peak exchanged glances. Smiles finally appeared on their faces, and they heaved a sigh of relief.

Indeed, Cao Yun's greatest advantage was never speed, but toughness. His Vajra Body had been trained to an extremely high Realm, and even a full-force strike from a 5th Grade Peak Martial Artist might not be able to break his defense.

And his Great Strength Vajra Palm was even more fierce and overbearing; one palm strike could flatten even refined iron. Lin Tian's sword technique was strong, and his movement technique was fast, but so what? If he couldn't break the defense, everything was in vain.

The competition continued. In the following few battles, Cao Yun's opponents, just as the Chixia Peak group had anticipated, couldn't even break his defense.

Whether it was sword technique or blade technique, when it slashed against Cao Yun's body, which radiated a golden light, it could only leave faint white marks and couldn't even cut the skin.

And Cao Yun didn't even need to dodge; he would endure the opponent's attacks and advance, then unleash a palm strike, sending the opponent flying while vomiting blood.

The power of the Great Strength Vajra Palm was truly terrifying.

Not long after, the showdown between Cao Yun and Senior Brother Wang Yidao arrived as scheduled. This was supposed to be the most anticipated battle of this Seven Peaks Tournament, a duel between two 5th Grade Peak experts.

However, Senior Brother Wang Yidao had previously been pierced through the right arm by Lin Tian's sword, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone. Although he had received emergency treatment, his right hand, which held the blade, could no longer exert its full strength.

He forced himself onto the arena and traded five moves with Cao Yun, but was finally defeated in the sixth move when Cao Yun slapped his blade away.

"Damn it!" Senior Brother Wang Yidao clutched his right arm, gritting his teeth, his eyes full of reluctance. If he hadn't been injured, if his right arm had been intact, this battle would never have ended this way. But battle never believes in "ifs."

Cao Yun retracted his palm and snorted coldly. Looking down at Senior Brother Wang Yidao, who was half-kneeling on the ground, he said indifferently: "You are not good enough. You are not my opponent."

There was no mockery in his tone, yet it was more grating than any mockery.

The people from Chixia Peak cheered excitedly upon seeing this. Senior Brother Wang Yidao had lost, and he hadn't even lasted five moves against Cao Yun—although it was because of his injury, a loss was a loss. Now, in the entire arena, no one could stop Cao Yun's march to the championship.

"The championship belongs to Cao Yun!"

"Chixia Peak will win!"

However, everyone's gaze involuntarily drifted toward Zixia Peak, toward the young man who was sitting cross-legged in meditation. There was still one opponent left. An opponent who was also undefeated.

Finally, the Referee Elder called out the name everyone was waiting for.

"Zixia Peak's Lin Tian, against Chixia Peak's Cao Yun."

The entire Martial Arts Arena exploded in an instant. Both of them were currently undefeated, with tied points. This battle would directly decide who was the champion and who was the runner-up.

"It's here, it's here! The battle of the strongest!"

"Cao Yun versus Lin Tian, this is definitely going to be a fierce battle!"

The Disciples of Chixia Peak shouted and cheered at the top of their lungs, their voices shaking the sky.

On the Zixia Peak side, they were so nervous they didn't dare to breathe. The Elders' palms were full of sweat, and Qiao Yiyi and Shen Haoran clenched their fists even tighter.

They knew how terrifying Cao Yun's defense was. Lin Tian's sword technique was strong, but could it really break through that layer of golden light?

On the arena, Cao Yun stood firm first. He didn't waste any words; he let out a low shout, and golden light erupted from his entire body.

That golden light was not an outward emission like blade light or Sword Qi, but rather emanated from deep within his skin, as if his entire body were cast from refined gold. This was his famous ultimate skill—the Vajra Body.

As the golden light flowed, a heavy, mountain-like pressure permeated from the arena. Just by standing there, Cao Yun gave people a feeling of being unshakable, as if he were not a person, but a statue cast from refined iron.

Lin Tian did not waste words and thrust his sword. He unleashed the Xiaguang Sword Technique, and streaks of sword light flew out from the autumn water sword, slashing toward Cao Yun. Cao Yun did not dodge or evade; he crossed his arms over his chest and took those few streaks of Sword Qi head-on with his body.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

The Sword Qi slashed against Cao Yun, actually producing a thunderous sound like metal clashing. All the Sword Qi was deflected, and not even a single wound was left.

Where the Sword Qi had struck Cao Yun, the golden light only dimmed slightly, and a few faint white marks appeared on his skin, but in the blink of an eye, even those white marks vanished without a trace.

A collective gasp of cold air rose from under the stage.

"Damn, so tough? This defense is too monstrous!"

Lin Tian also frowned. Although he hadn't used his full strength just now, the power of those few streaks of Sword Qi was not weak; a normal 5th Grade Late Stage Martial Artist would have been sent flying long ago. But Cao Yun had endured it, completely unharmed.

The defensive power of this Vajra Body was truly well-deserved.

Lin Tian let out a cold shout and stopped holding back. He flicked the autumn water sword, and twelve streaks of Xiaguang bloomed from the sword tip simultaneously.

The twelve streaks of sword light connected into one, like twelve meteors linked head-to-tail, slashing toward the same direction—he wanted to concentrate all his attacks on one point; he didn't believe that even this wouldn't break the opponent's defense.

Seeing those twelve streaks of Xiaguang, Cao Yun's eyes flashed with a sharp glint, but there was no fear on his face.

"Well done!"

This time, he did not passively defend but actively counterattacked. He slapped his right palm out, and the moment it was thrust out, the palm became like pure gold, radiating golden light.

A palm force, fierce to the extreme, burst from his palm, transforming into a huge golden palm print, like a golden mountain, smashing heavily toward those twelve streaks of sword light.

Great Strength Vajra Palm!

Boom!

The golden palm print and the twelve streaks of Xiaguang collided mid-air, erupting with a deafening roar.

Violent Qi shockwaves swept out from the center of the collision, blowing the Formation Flags around the arena until they fluttered noisily. The Disciples who were close to the stage were blown about, having to support each other to stand firm.

After a few breaths, the light dissipated.

The twelve streaks of Xiaguang were all blocked by the golden palm print, shattering into pieces mid-air and scattering as glowing specks. And although that golden palm print had dimmed slightly, it remained condensed and did not dissipate, lingering in mid-air for a moment before slowly fading away.

The entire arena was deathly silent.

Then, the Zixia Peak side fell into despair. "How can this be?" a Zixia Peak Disciple cried out, his voice choked with sobs, "Even Lin Tian's strongest sword technique is no match for him? Then how is this supposed to be fought?"

The Elders' faces also turned a few shades paler. The twelve streaks of Xiaguang were the strongest attack Lin Tian had displayed so far, and even Senior Brother Wang Yidao's Blade Slashes the Mountains and Rivers had been broken by this move.

But Cao Yun had not only blocked it but had also shattered all the sword light. This defense combined with the Great Strength Vajra Palm was simply a copper wall and iron bastion combined with a siege hammer; it had both offense and defense, with no flaws.

The Chixia Peak side was completely boiling over. Someone laughed out loud, laughing until tears almost came out: "Did you see that! This is Cao Yun's strongest defense! With this kind of defense, he is inherently invincible! No matter how strong Lin Tian's sword technique is, he cannot break his Vajra Body!"

"The championship is ours, Chixia Peak's! The Martial King Treasure Trove is ours, Chixia Peak's!"

The Peak Master of Chixia Peak sat on the high platform, looking at the figure glowing with golden light on the arena, a look of immense satisfaction on his face.

After Cao Yun became the champion, Chixia Peak would be able to share the largest portion of the treasures in the Martial King's Treasure Trove.

With these resources, Chixia Peak would be able to cultivate more Genius Disciples, and by then, the entire Chixia Peak would surpass the other six Peaks, becoming the undisputed number one Peak of the Qixia Sect.