C987 Your Swordsmanship Is Not Good Enough
C987 Your Swordsmanship Is Not Good Enough
Accompanying Ji Tan's cold shout, an extremely strong sword force burst out from his body, causing everyone's expression to change, and they looked at Han Chen and the rest with eyes full of sympathy.
"This bunch of ignorant fools are going to meet with misfortune. The anger of the Sword Saint is not something to be trifled with."
"Serves him right, who should we blame!?" You think you can do it if you have more people. "
"Why don't you see who he is?"
The surrounding people were all pointing at him. There was sympathy, schadenfreude, and even an attitude of watching a show.
Of course, there was also a small number of people who thought that Han Chen's group was not someone to be trifled with. After all, for someone to be able to casually exchange five high-grade saint artifacts for Flowing Firmament Grass, their background shouldn't be too weak.
Facing the sharp sword intent coming from Ji Tan, Han Chen did not show the slightest hint of fear on his face.
"Wah!" Sword Saint! "Awesome!"
Shen Yu's eyes suddenly lit up as she looked at Ji Tan in front of him.
Xue Xi, Qiao Feilin, Yan Wu, Mu Tianen, the nine great evil seed s, and the rest were all stunned. What was going on?
Before they could react, Shen Yu shook her head and said, "Sword lord is right, it seems like he does not have much control over the sword intent. The sword intent is very sharp, but the tenacity is lacking, it will be dissolved easily.
"This?"
Shen Yu's few words almost made everyone present spit out a mouthful of blood.
Initially, she thought she was praising Ji Tan, but who would have thought she was scolding him. Furthermore, Shen Yu's words were reasonable, it seemed to be true.
Ji Tan frowned and bellowed, "Hmph, you darned brat, I didn't even take out my sword, how do you know that my sword intent is sharp and weak?"
"It's very simple!" It's because I've seen someone younger than you, with better swordsmanship, and who's also longer and more handsome than you. " Shen Yu's intelligent big eyes turned, her beautiful eyebrows filled with mischievousness.
Xue Xi, Qiao Feilin, Mu Tianen and the rest could not help but laugh, it seemed like Shen Yu was playing some kind of 'little scheme'.
"Someone younger than me with better swordsmanship?" "Ji Tan squinted his eyes, the arrogance in his heart made him feel disdain. "Hmph, where is that person?"
Shen Yu's face had a light smile, her big eyes looking at Han Chen beside him: "That person is far away in the horizon, so close."
"Crash!"
As soon as he said that, the surrounding crowd suddenly burst into commotion.
This man's sword arts exceeded Ji Tan's?
What a joke!
It was common knowledge that anyone who used a sword would emit a special kind of sharp aura from their body.
Everyone looked at Han Chen who was as calm as water, whose entire body did not have a hint of sharp aura, no matter how they looked at him, he did not look like a sword expert. Unless Han Chen was deliberately restraining the sword force, in order to make the sword force so calm and not leak out, how profound was his control towards the sword technique?
It wasn't that there weren't such people in the world, but it was truly unheard-of for a person of Han Chen's age to reach such a realm.
Hence, in everyone's eyes, there was a high chance that what Shen Yu said was false.
"You know how to use the sword?"
Ji Tan's gaze turned towards Han Chen, with a look of amusement and ridicule on his face.
Of course, the 'sword' he was referring to was a term used to refer to a sword expert. It was not just a random martial cultivation on the streets who used swords as weapons.
Han Chen raised his handsome brows, looked at Shen Yu, who was beside him, and smiled. Then, he said, "I know a little."
"Heh, you speak quite lightly. Since the person beside you boasts about you so strongly, do you dare to fight against me?"
"Buzz!"
Right after he finished speaking, a white light flashed and a treasure sword that had yet to be unsheathed appeared in Ji Tan's hand.
Along with the scabbard, the treasured sword was about three feet long, the hilt was slightly long, and there were even dense snake scales arranged in a row. Even the scabbard was crafted to an extremely exquisite level, and its entire body was suffused with a sparkling and translucent luster.
As soon as the sword appeared, it attracted everyone's attention. Without a doubt, this was a top-grade saint sword.
Ji Tan's intention was very clear as well. While he wanted to use Han Chen as a 'tool', he also wanted to tell everyone that he, the Near East's youngest Sword Elder, was not someone that anyone could provoke.
Nangong Xuan and the other Nan Gong Family disciples who did not know Han Chen's identity could not help but become anxious.
Isn't it difficult for Han Chen to stop halfway?
But what next? That Ji Tan was so domineering, how could he be willing to let things rest?
As for Xie Qufeng, Yang Dingjie, Lin Pu and the rest of the heaven's pride level evil seed, they all looked calm, as if they were waiting for a good show.
"Attack."
Ji Tan held onto the center of the sword sheath, pointing the sword hilt at Han Chen, his ice-cold tone completely indifferent.
Han Chen spread out his hands, shrugged, and said, "Are you really going to compete with me?"
"Humph!" If you are afraid, kneel down and kowtow ten times to me. Then, obediently offer up the Flowing Blossom Grass with both hands.
"No, no, no." Han Chen waved his hand, and said, "It's just that in this competition, there's no prize money, I'm afraid it's a little monotonous."
"Hey, then what do you want to do?"
"I don't ask for much."
Han Chen pointed to the 'Flowing Ying Grass' in front of the young man not far away, "If you win, I'll buy this Flowing Ying Grass for you and offer it to you with both hands. Conversely, it is the same. "
"Crash!"
The surrounding crowd immediately burst into an uproar.
This Han Chen's tone is too arrogant, does he really think that Ji Tan is unworthy of his reputation?
The eyes of Yan Wu, Qiao Feilin, Xue Xi, Mu Tianen and the rest lit up. They secretly praised Han Chen's meticulous planning.
"Hahahaha."
Ji Tan laughed incessantly, his laughter filled with contempt and disdain, "Stinky brat, don't think of using such a foolish method to scare me, take out your sword!"
"Boom!"
The vigorous aura of the fifth stage of the long habitat poured out from Ji Tan's body, and the powerful might of a Sword Saint surged into the sky.
The surrounding crowd quickly retreated, giving the two of them enough space.
"We can pay a minimum of five high-grade saint artifacts."
"Heh heh, that's only natural."
As Mu Tianen, Ke Yinye and the rest retreated, they were even ridiculing them.
This made the Ji Clan's geniuses extremely angry. They immediately sent out ridiculing comments.
"Hmph, a bunch of idiots. Although losing the Flowing Blossom Grass is a small matter, they treasure their lives without even knowing it. They deserve to die."
"That's right, now they're laughing so happily, they should be crying soon. Haha."
Under the gazes of everyone present, Han Chen and Ji Tan stood facing each other, the distance between them not more than 30 metres.
The only person closest to the two was the young man who was selling the Flowing Blossom Grass. At this moment, he was still sitting on the spot with his eyes closed, not moving like a mountain.
"Brother Han, do you really have the strength to defeat Ji Tan?"
Nangong Xuan especially asked Nangong Xin who was beside him in disbelief.
Nangong Xin nodded, and said resolutely, "At most ten moves."
What?
Nangong Xuan's face changed. Ten moves? How was this possible?
Without waiting for Nangong Xuan to ask any further questions, Ji Tan had already made his move.
The treasure sword that was not out of its scabbard right now was pointing at Han Chen with a provocative look, "Take out your sword!"
"Buzz buzz!"
Abruptly, a surging sword intent erupted from Han Chen's body. He, who had been calm as water a second ago, instantly exposed his true colors.
"This is?"
The hearts of everyone present shrank, the aura emitted from Han Chen's body immediately suppressed Ji Tan.
Sword Saint!
It really was another Sword Saint!
The expressions of everyone present changed greatly, while Ji Tan similarly opened his eyes wide, forcefully suppressing the shock in his heart, his overflowing aura gushing out, with one hand on his sword hilt, he prepared to pull out his sword and attack.
"Die!" You can't scare me. "
"Swoosh!"
The air trembled slightly as Han Chen's figure moved, transforming into a ray of flowing light like a ghost and struck towards Ji Tan who was in front of him.
The area between the two instantly released an extremely chaotic wave of air. Countless sword beams crisscrossed each other like lightning shuttles. Under the wide open eyes of everyone present, the ghost-like white flow of light quickly rotated like a wave of air, with Ji Tan at the center.
His speed was so fast that it was like a bolt of lightning in the blink of an eye.
"Swoosh!"
In an instant, the white flowing light stopped moving and turned into Han Chen's body, which stood in front of Ji Tan.
The next scene that appeared in front of everyone's eyes seemed to have ignited the attention of everyone present.
He only saw the Skylight Sword in Han Chen's hand, with the sharp sword tip aimed at Ji Tan's throat.
On the other hand, Ji Tan was holding onto the sword hilt in his right hand and the sword sheath in his left. Only half of the sword was exposed to the air while the other half was still inside the sheath.
Han Chen's sword had already reached his vitals, but Ji Tan's sword was not out of its sheath.
"Boom!"
At this moment, everyone present felt as if their minds were struck by a bolt from the blue. Such a shocking scene almost made everyone's jaws drop to the ground.
"My god!"
"Am I dreaming?"
What was shock?
The youngest sword elder of the Near East, was pressed against her throat with his sword before she could even pull it out. And this person was even younger than him.
It was unbelievable. Even if they had seen it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe it.
The geniuses of the Ji Clan were all struck dumb. In an instant, they stood rooted to the spot speechlessly.
Nangong Xuan and the rest of the Nan Gong Family were also stunned where they stood, completely at a loss of what to do.
At most ten moves!
This was Nangong Xin's affirmation towards Han Chen, but he never thought that in the end, Han Chen would only use one sword strike. And this strike, was enough to take Ji Tan's life.
Ji Tan's mind trembled, his pupils, which had shrunk to the size of a needle, gradually returned to normal as beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.
Han Chen looked at Ji Tan who was in front of him with a playful look, shook his head and laughed, "Your sword arts are not yet home, practice more! Also, thank you very much for your 'Flowing Blossom Grass'. "