Sword Intent!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Each step that Long Wang took shook the arena as his body glowed with a golden light, making him seem like an emperor that ruled the world.

Long Wang felt something different as he strode forward, his blood was boiling and he felt like his whole body was burning inside out. Alongside this pain, Long Wang felt something inside of him, as if something within him was awakening.

Although his minute expression wasn't noticed by anyone as he continued to imposingly move forward, the change of expression on his disciples' face didn't escape Tian Long.

Tian Long's golden eyes flashed with heavenly light as he stared at Long Wang. His eyes seemed to see through everything as his vision traveled to the young man's inner body.

'What?!' Tian Long was taken aback as he stared at Long Wang's body. His bloodline was as if it was being unchained as his blood was continuously purified. Dragon-like power started to appear within them under Tian Long's eyes.

"A small part of his bloodline is being unlocked." said Tian Long with delight as he stared looked at Long Wang.

"It seems that the {Dragon Emperor Art} was indeed perfect for both Long Wang and Long Xue. With the bloodline of a divine dragon running through their veins, the technique would be comprehended by them with ease, and it could also assist in further unlocking their powerful bloodline.

Tian Long laughed as he shifted his gaze back to the fight.

Although Guo Poyun tried to fight back, he simply felt that his entire being was being suppressed as he couldn't even summon a shred of heavenly energy under the dense dragon aura.

The battle was over swiftly as Guo Poyun fell under Long Wang's sword. Long Wang didn't hesitate to kill the guy due to the killing intent that he let out earlier.

'Since you wanted to kill me, you have to be prepared to die.' said Long Wang in his head.

Most of the spectators weren't sad at all seeing the fall of Guo Poyun due to him being a devil-path cultivator. Devil path cultivators were hated by everyone due to their malevolent acts and sins, they were murderous people and simply didn't put anyone in their eyes. They would kill whomever they wanted, with some victims even having experience that was worse than death.

Seeing Guo Poyun die, the black-robed middle-aged man cursed under his breath. "Useless fool!"

After eyeing Long Wang with murderous intent, he left and disappeared.

Watching Long Wang's overbearing victory, Luo Chen and Cong Linjian couldn't help but become serious. They had solemn expressions as they thought to themselves. 'Are all these Eternal Glory Sect's disciples this monstrously powerful?'

"Winner, Long Wang." the voice of the city lord reverberated everywhere as he announced Long Wang's victory.

The crowd cheered fanatically as they were sent in an uproar.

"First Long Xue, now it's Long Wang, are the Eternal Glory Sect disciples this strong?!"

"I wonder how one could join this sect..."

"I too, am interested in how a sect that has such powerful disciples could remain unknown within the Endless Forces Continent."

"I agree, they should've been famous throughout the continent, I wonder why they aren't..."

Gossips and conversations started everywhere as they all talked about the Eternal Glory Sect and its five disciples.

At this moment, the fourth match's participants were decided. Jian Chen vs. Cong Linjian.

In the Celestial Mountain, Tian Long and Lin Hui Yin looked at each other and smiled. Tian Long laughed. "It seems that the final battles will be between the five of them...how surprising."

Lin Hui Yin also laughed, her usually indifferent face was right now smiling and laughing, further enhancing her unbelievable beautiful face.

...

In the stage, Jian Chen and Cong Linjian stared at each other. Both of them knew that the other was a sword cultivator.

Standing straight, Jian Chen's aura was calm akin to a lake. Although he stood there calmly, the eyes of the crowd could see the sharp sword intent that surrounded him. He was like a sword, ready to be unsheathed.

Cong Linjian stared at his opponent with eyes as sharp as a sword. Once the match was started, his aura went under a change. Sword intent filled his surrounding with him in the center. The spectators could feel the sharp sword auras that were coming out of Cong Linjian, they even felt a sting in their eyes when they looked at him. Cong Linjian unsheathed the sword on his back. It was a silver sword with black engravings on it, clearly, it was a King-grade sword as sharp sword intent exuded from it.

Cong Linjian slashed forward with his sword as sharp sword auras came towards Jian Chen akin to waves, relentlessly.

Watching the outburst of sword intents from his opponent, Jian Chen's expression was the same. He didn't even take out his sword as he pointed his finger towards Cong Linjian.

Suddenly, from behind Jian Chen, endless streaks of sword intent appeared, so sharp that the audience could feel a razor-sharp sword pointed in their throat at this very moment.

The countless sword intent all pierced towards Cong Linjian's wave-like sword auras akin to a rain. Cong Linjian's attack was shattered and ripped apart in front of the superior sword intent of Jian Chen.

The streaks of sword intent transformed into illusory and formless swords which pierced towards Cong Linjian.

Seeing his attack destroyed so easily and the incoming sword lights, Cong Linjian didn't panic as he stepped backward and gathered his momentum.

Suddenly, from Cong Linjian's body, sharp sword intent exploded out overbearingly. Torrents of sword light formed around him as his body was surrounded by an ocean of sword intent. His eyes flashed sharply as he used a movement technique, dashing forward with a shocking speed. As he ran towards Jian Chen, his body was covered by the ocean-like sword intent as he relentlessly moved forward.

Seeing this, the crowd was shocked. Another unknown young genius had appeared in the tournament! They all wondered what the background of this Cong Linjian was, for him to achieve such high attainments towards the sword path at such a young age.

Seeing the incoming opponent, Jian Chen's raised his hand and pointed towards Cong Linjian and muttered under his breath.. "{Sword Storm Barrage}."

The endless rain of sword intent that all transformed into silver formless swords that were simply uncountable. Although they looked illusory like his previous attack, the spectators and Cong Linjian knew that this was something different.

And they were right. The countless silver swords all surrounded Jian Chen, however, they didn't attack as they all floated around him, continuously increasing their numbers. This shocked the spectators more because the fact that Jian Chen kept increasing the sword lights meant that his heavenly energy reserve must also be being used up rapidly. However, the young man broke the common sense as he kept summoning silver swords tirelessly and endlessly, it was as if he had an endless source of heavenly energy.

As Cong Linjian came closer, the number of silver swords around Jian Chen increased. And suddenly, they all pointed at him. Seeing this scene, the countless spectators felt a chill, thanking the fact that they weren't the one being attacked.