131: Supreme Sword Body, Supreme Sword Bone

On the high platform, the Holy Lord and several Elders looked calm and did not intervene.

The Holy Land encouraged competition, and as long as no lives were harmed, this type of challenge was permitted.

Furthermore, it was normal for some to be unconvinced since Lin Hao had just arrived and immediately became the Saint.

Lin Hao looked toward the Holy Lord, and the Holy Lord nodded slightly.

Lin Hao took a step, his figure like a gentle breeze, and the next moment he appeared on the Martial Arts Stage, standing opposite Zhao Qianjun.

"Please."

Lin Hao spoke.

Zhao Qianjun let out a low roar, and the Huge Sword on his back unsheathed with a 'clanging' sound. The Sword Body was thick and wide, carrying the heavy feeling of a mountain.

He gripped the sword with both hands, pouring in his Magic Power. The Huge Sword erupted in an earthy yellow light, and as he slashed, the Sword Qi transformed into a solid phantom of a mountain range, crushing down toward Lin Hao!

This was his famous ultimate skill, "Thousand Jun Sword Mountain"!

Facing this powerful and heavy sword strike, Lin Hao did not draw his sword.

He merely pressed his fingers together like a sword, and lightly sliced toward the phantom of the sword mountain that was bearing down on him.

A streak of azure Sword Qi, thin as a hair, yet incomparably sharp, swept past silently.

Hiss—!

The solid mountain range Sword Qi was neatly sliced open from the middle, like butter cut by a hot knife, and instantly collapsed.

The azure Sword Qi continued unabated, striking the spine of Zhao Qianjun's Huge Sword.

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, Zhao Qianjun felt an irresistible immense force transmit from the sword. The web of his hand tore open, the Huge Sword flew out of his grasp, and he himself was shaken, staggering backward repeatedly, his Qi and Blood churning. He collapsed onto the ground, his face filled with confusion. As a Prodigy, he couldn't even block a single move from Lin Hao?

One finger!

Just one finger!

He hadn't even clearly seen how Lin Hao had attacked!

A collective gasp echoed from the audience below the stage.

Zhao Qianjun's strength was enough to rank him in the top twenty among the Core Disciples, yet he couldn't even withstand one finger strike from Lin Hao?

"Who else is unconvinced?"

Lin Hao's gaze calmly swept over the crowd below.

After a brief silence, another figure flew onto the Arena.

This was a woman with an ethereal figure who used Twin Swords. Her Movement Technique was mysterious, and her sword style was tricky.

Without a word, she immediately transformed into dozens of Afterimages, attacking Lin Hao from all directions. Her sword light was like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, aiming straight for his vital points.

Lin Hao still did not draw his sword.

He stood rooted in place, simply pressing his fingers together and tapping continuously.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...!

Streaks of azure Sword Qi shot out with extreme precision. Every streak perfectly struck the force application point of the woman's Twin Swords, or the path her true body was destined to take.

The woman felt her sword momentum restricted everywhere, and her Movement Technique became incredibly awkward, as if she had sunk into a swamp.

In just three moves, both of her Twin Swords were struck simultaneously and flew out of her hands. She was then pushed off the Arena by a gentle streak of Sword Qi, landing with a pale face, completely devoid of Battle Intent.

Following this, three more Core Disciples successively stepped up. One of them even utilized a hidden Sword Array, but facing Lin Hao's fingers—which appeared casual yet contained the highest Principles of the Sword—they all failed within three moves without exception, unable to even force Lin Hao to move a single step!

The plaza gradually quieted down.

Those Disciples who were originally unconvinced now only had shock left in their eyes.

The gap was too immense!

Lin Hao's comprehension of the Dao of the Sword and his control over power completely surpassed their level.

On the high platform, the Holy Lord and the Elders had even deeper looks of appreciation in their eyes.

Just as everyone thought the challenges were over, two powerful auras suddenly arrived from the horizon, accompanied by Dragon roars and Void fluctuations.

"True Dragon Clan's Ao Zhan, specifically here to receive guidance from the Heavenly Sword Holy Land's newly appointed Saint!"

A voice full of wildness and power rang out. A Hundred Zhang-long Five-Clawed Golden Dragon tore through the clouds and descended above the plaza. The golden light receded, transforming into a young man wearing a golden robe, with Dragon Horns on his head and an arrogant face. He was precisely a Dragon Son of the True Dragon Clan, cultivating at the Peak of the Xiaoyao Realm!

Almost simultaneously, space in another location rippled like water. A handsome, indifferent young man wearing a star-patterned robe stepped out, Void power naturally flowing around him.

"Longevity Wang Family's Wang Teng, I also wish to see what kind of person could cause the Myriad Sword Stone to resonate."

This was Wang Teng, who possessed the Void Dao Body, also at the Peak of the Xiaoyao Realm!

Two peerless Prodigies from two great Immortal Powers had arrived together at this moment for a public challenge!

The atmosphere in the plaza instantly became heavy.

This was no longer just internal competition within the Holy Land; it involved the prestige between Immortal Powers.

The Holy Lord frowned slightly but did not intervene.

At this level, as long as the clash between Prodigies did not cross the line, it was inconvenient for the Elders to intervene.

Lin Hao looked at the two figures with powerful auras in the air, his face still calm.

"Since you've come, attack together."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue was shocked!

Ao Zhan's golden eyes widened, and he laughed out of extreme anger: "Arrogant!

To deal with you, this Dragon Son alone is enough!"

Wang Teng also snorted coldly: "You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth."

Lin Hao said no more. With a thought, the space around the entire Martial Arts Stage was sealed by an invisible Sword Intent, forming an independent Battlefield.

He looked at Ao Zhan and Wang Teng: "The Battlefield is open. Enter and fight."

Ao Zhan and Wang Teng sensed the strength of the Sword Intent barrier and knew that they could not fight without entering.

The two exchanged a glance. Although they were displeased at being underestimated, they still stepped into the Battlefield simultaneously.

They also wanted to see what confidence Lin Hao had to dare challenge both of them at once.

The three stood in a triangular formation.

Ao Zhan made the first move. He roared wildly, his True Dragon Bloodline boiling within him. Golden Qi and Blood shot up into the sky like wolf smoke, scorching and savage!

He immediately manifested partial Dragon Clan features. His arms were covered in golden Dragon Scales, his five fingers formed claws, and he swung a claw out!

"Sky-Rending Dragon Claw!"

Five golden claw marks tore through the air, carrying the power to shatter the vacuum, instantly arriving before Lin Hao.

The True Dragon Clan's Physical Body was unparalleled, and their Qi and Blood were magnificent. This single claw strike was enough to tear apart an ordinary expert in the Early Stage of the Saint King Realm!

At the same time, Wang Teng also moved.

His figure flickered, seeming to merge into the Void Realm. The next moment, the space behind Lin Hao silently cracked open, and a transparent Short Sword condensed from Void power suddenly stabbed out, aiming straight for Lin Hao's back!

The Void Dao Body controls space, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, making it impossible to guard against!

Facing the pincer attack from front and back, Lin Hao finally moved.

He no longer held back, and the aura that had been suppressed within his body burst forth!

Buzz—!

A Supreme Dao of the Sword Pressure, transcending all other Sword Bodies, swept across the entire Battlefield, like a sleeping emperor awakening!

Beneath Lin Hao's skin, countless intricate dark-gold Sword Markings appeared. From within his bones, a metallic clanging sound erupted, like Divine Swords colliding!

His eyes turned pure silver-white, seemingly containing the birth and destruction of countless Daos of the Sword!

"Is that... Supreme Sword Markings?! And this Sword Bone Resonance... is it the legendary Supreme Sword Bone?!"

On the high platform, a knowledgeable Grand Elder suddenly stood up, his voice trembling with disbelief.

"What?! The Supreme Sword Body and the Supreme Sword Bone combined in one person?!"

The Holy Lord's expression also changed drastically; he could no longer maintain his composure.

The crowd below the stage erupted in an uproar!

The Supreme Sword Body, the Supreme among swords, naturally suppresses all swords under heaven!

The Supreme Sword Bone represents the ultimate Foundation for the Dao of the Sword, allowing one to cultivate the Dao of the Sword at an incredibly rapid pace and even nurture Supreme Dao of the Sword Divine Abilities!

To possess even one of these was to be a Prodigy destined to stand at the Absolute Peak of the Dao of the Sword, yet Lin Hao possessed both!

In the Battlefield, Lin Hao's aura surged, yet he still did not draw his sword.

Facing the Sky-Rending Dragon Claw from Ao Zhan, he directly punched out!

Dark-gold Sword Markings shone on his fist. This was not Sword Qi, but the combination of the purest Physical Body strength and the Sword Dao Origin!

Boom!

Fist met claw, erupting in a tremendous metallic clang!

The air currents exploded, and space warped!

Ao Zhan's ever-victorious Dragon Claw was actually blocked head-on by Lin Hao's single punch!

The golden claw light shattered. Ao Zhan felt an incomparably sharp and utterly domineering force transmit up his arm, making his Qi and Blood churn and the muscles beneath his Dragon Scales sting intensely!

"How is that possible?!"

Ao Zhan's golden eyes were wide open. His True Dragon Physical Body was actually at a disadvantage in a pure collision of strength?

Almost simultaneously, without turning his head, Lin Hao pressed his fingers together and pointed backward.

A point of extreme silver light shone on his fingertip, accurately striking the tip of the Void Short Sword.

Clink!

With a soft sound, the Short Sword, condensed from Wang Teng's Void power, instantly shattered into pieces and vanished, as if it had struck indestructible Divine Iron.

Wang Teng's figure was forced out of the Void Realm. He stumbled back a step, a look of shock appearing in his eyes for the first time.

His Void Assassination attempt was seen through and broken so easily?