Chapter 99

"Nine Swords of Heavenly Profundity?" Zhang Tan was somewhat surprised. He had underestimated the Tao clan before, never expecting that such a small tribe in the Great Wasteland could actually come up with something.

"Alright, let me see your sword skills!"

Hearing Zhang Tan's words, Tao Yunxiao took it as encouragement and became even more confident.

Tao Yunxiao drew his sword, and the sword light quickly formed a snowflake!

The "Nine Swords of Heavenly Profundity" had very beautiful sword techniques!

The "Dragon Sinew Tiger Bone Fist" was a superior method for physical cultivation, but it had to be admitted that in terms of elegance, the "Dragon Sinew Tiger Bone Fist" could not compare to the "Nine Swords of Heavenly Profundity."

The "Nine Swords of Heavenly Profundity" were like a high art, with each move and technique resembling a work of art.

In these beautiful techniques, one could also train every inch of muscle, and combined with breathing techniques, the energy could penetrate deep into the five organs and six viscera, strengthening the internal organs and enhancing the blood and qi.

The "Nine Swords of Heavenly Profundity" focused on cultivating the five organs, which complemented the "Dragon Sinew Tiger Bone Fist," which focused on cultivating the muscles and bones.

Cultivating both methods together would be mutually beneficial.

Although Tao Yunxiao was arrogant, he indeed had the capital to be so. The sword in his hand seemed to come alive.

This two-foot-long female sword was a genuine treasure. As it danced, the sword body emitted a series of whines, like the roar of a dragon or the howl of a tiger.

Tao Yunxiao completely immersed himself in the sword techniques. Although he could not achieve the state of man and sword as one, he could focus all his spirit on the sword, making it an extension of his arm.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

The whines of the female sword grew stronger, from whines to clear whistles. The sword intent of the female sword and Tao Yunxiao completely merged, forming an indescribable "momentum."

When this momentum reached its peak, a sharp sound of breaking air was heard.

"Whoosh!"

A visible wave of energy split from the female sword, unstoppable like a bamboo shoot breaking through the earth!

"Snap!"

Ten steps away from Tao Yunxiao, a black iron rock the size of a washbasin was shattered by the energy wave and flew into the air, breaking into pieces!

Seeing this, the audience could not help but exclaim in surprise!

" Sword Qi!"

Zhang Tan's eyebrows raised. A martial artist infuses their energy into the sword and, when drawing the sword, uses the sharpness of the blade to release this energy, which is called Sword Qi.

Among martial artists in the Mortal Blood Realm, those who know how to use a sword are already few, and those who can release Sword Qi are even rarer!

Tao Yunxiao's ability to achieve this proved that he had great talent in sword cultivation!

Tao Yunxiao did not put away the female sword but instead took a flying step and caught up with the stone flying in the air.

The sword moves were as swift as snow!

"Snap, snap, snap!"

In just two breaths, Tao Yunxiao made dozens of sword strikes. The female sword cut through the iron like butter, and the black iron rock the size of a washbasin was sliced into small pieces, falling to the ground.

"Good!"

The audience from the Tao clan was沸腾了, they cheered loudly, wave after wave, the cheers never ceasing!

The people of the Tao clan were proud of their tribe at this moment.

The Elder was very satisfied. He knew that the goal for today had been achieved. Establishing a clan was a daunting task, even requiring bloodshed.

Displaying the tribe's strength not only made other tribes respect them but also cultivated a sense of clan pride among the people.

Tao Yunxiao performed a beautiful sword flourish in the air, perfectly ending his routine. He smiled confidently, even feeling that his performance was flawless!

Zhang Tan nodded slightly, "The Sword Qi you released, although it relied on the power of the treasure sword, was still quite impressive!"

Zhang Tan, who had always been stern and rarely smiled, rarely gave such a high evaluation. This was absolutely a very high praise!

The people of the Tao clan felt very proud. Zhang Tan had praised their third young master!

And they still had their first and second young masters, with the first young master Hu Ya being the most outstanding figure in their tribe.

"Yunxiao did well!"

On the main stage, the elders of the Tao clan lavished praise on Tao Yunxiao. His performance, which received the approval of the Jinlong Guard, was a great honor for the Tao clan.

"Peaceful Sea, you have a fine son."

An elder sincerely said to a middle-aged man nearby.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Compared to Hu Ya, Yunxiao still has a long way to go. Wait until Hu Ya performs with the male sword, and the atmosphere will be even more intense!"

The enthusiastic atmosphere lasted for a full incense stick's time, and people were still not satisfied.

They had a feeling that Tao Yunxiao had already secured the top spot in the preliminary selection.

Until Zhang Tan announced, "The last participant in the Mortal Blood Realm, Yi Yun, please step forward."

"Huh? It's not over yet?"

"That's right, there's still one person who hasn't come up yet!"

Only then did people remember that Yi Yun had not yet appeared.

After all, Yi Yun was the top performer in the preliminary selection, and given his young age, he naturally received a lot of attention. However, due to Tao Yunxiao's impressive performance, people had temporarily forgotten about Yi Yun.

"Yi Yun, the one with the strongest aura?"

"That's right. If Yi Yun didn't cheat in the preliminary selection, then he is the one with the strongest aura among all the Mortal Blood Realm martial artists here. His aura is strong, but how is his strength?"

"What can it be? Just so-so. The boy is only twelve years old. Our Young Master Yunxiao is a top genius, but he is fourteen this year. Even if the boy's talent could match Young Master Yunxiao, the two-year age difference would still make a significant difference in strength."

A Tao clan warrior who had practiced martial arts evaluated this, and people nodded in agreement.

What is this aura thing? The people of the Great Wasteland found it hard to understand.

But they could clearly see the strength of the techniques. If Yi Yun could break a black iron rock with a solid punch, then he would be considered strong.

If he couldn't, it would prove that this aura thing was just a showy, useless gimmick.

This was the straightforward thinking of the people of the Great Wasteland.

"Boy, good luck!"

Seeing Yi Yun step onto the stage and pass by, Lian Chengyu felt a sense of schadenfreude. He had been jealous of Tao Yunxiao's impressive performance.

But jealousy is one thing; Lian Chengyu had long known the gap between the Tao clan and the Lian clan, so he did not find it too hard to accept.

Next, it was Yi Yun's turn to step onto the stage. Lian Chengyu was secretly delighted. Others might not know Yi Yun's true abilities, but he did. Yi Yun could only demonstrate the "Dragon Sinew Tiger Bone Fist," and he had learned it by偷学 from Yao Yuan.

Yao Yuan's skills were originally inferior to those of the Tao clan's experts, and adding the fact that Yi Yun had learned it secretly, the difference was significant!

Thinking of Yi Yun using his half-learned "Dragon Sinew Tiger Bone Fist" to compare with Tao Yunxiao's "Nine Swords of Heavenly Profundity," Lian Chengyu couldn't help but laugh.

Comparing people to people can be deadly, and comparing goods to goods can be discarded. Who made you appear right after Tao Yunxiao?

The contrast couldn't be more obvious.

"Little slave, perform well and don't embarrass me, your master."

As Yi Yun was about to pass by Lian Chengyu, he heard Lian Chengyu's voice.

Yi Yun's steps paused, and he stopped. He turned his head and looked at Lian Chengyu.

"What are you looking at?"

Lian Chengyu's face was filled with a mocking smile.

"Looking at an idiot."

Yi Yun said calmly, then continued walking without stopping, heading straight for the white jade platform.

Lian Chengyu's face darkened, and he stiffened, "Little brat, you don't know when to show respect!"

A hint of viciousness flashed across his face, but by then, Yi Yun had already stepped onto the stage, completely ignoring Lian Chengyu's final threat.

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