Supreme Dragon Martial Soul-Chapter 369 - 45: The Three Swords Meet Again!

Hearing the murmurs of the crowd, the Ninth Elder let out a quiet sigh.

He had originally held some hope that Luo Cheng might reach the top three in the tournament.

But the battle between Fei Jue and Yan Qingshuang had completely dashed that notion.

If Fei Jue had only comprehended the middle-stage of Human Sword Integration, it wouldn’t have been too concerning. But he had even cultivated the Divine Bridge—how could anyone compete against that?

Still, perhaps this was for the best. At least they now knew Fei Jue’s true strength and could avoid sending Luo Cheng to his death in vain!

Elder Chen Xuan clearly shared the same thought and consoled Luo Cheng, saying:

"Luo Cheng, making it to the top five is already a significant accomplishment. From now, just rest well and carefully observe the battles. See if there’s anything you can glean from them."

Luo Cheng chuckled and said, "Master, actually..."

Luo Cheng was just about to confess that he, too, had cultivated the Divine Bridge.

At that moment, the twelfth round of matches came to an end.

Suddenly, the surrounding atmosphere erupted with lively commotion.

As the tournament neared its final stages, fewer and fewer individuals remained qualified to face the elite disciples of the Three Sects.

The next three rounds were bound to feature the peak showdowns among the Three Sect elites!

Their conversation was interrupted. Luo Cheng smiled faintly and chose not to explain further.

There was no need to explain.

He would soon prove everything through his strength.

Amid the crowd’s anticipation, the thirteenth round commenced!

"First Arena: Xuanyuan Sect’s Luo Cheng versus Fierce Cloud Sect’s Fei Jue!"

The very first match of the thirteenth round immediately drew everyone’s gaze. The air seemed to still in suspense.

Luo Cheng, who had decisively slain Sun Chuanwu, had become a thorn in the side of everyone in the Fierce Cloud Sect!

Everyone knew that once this duel began, it would be a life-and-death battle—until only one remained alive!

Fei Jue had long awaited this moment. He rose abruptly, his sharp gaze fixed on Luo Cheng:

"Luo Cheng, as the top Outer Sect disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect, do you dare face me in combat?"

Fei Jue intentionally invoked Luo Cheng’s status as the top Outer Sect disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect.

Meanwhile, he was merely the second-ranked Outer Sect disciple of the Fierce Cloud Sect!

If Luo Cheng refused the challenge, it wouldn’t just bring disgrace upon himself—it would tarnish the reputation of the Xuanyuan Sect as well!

Instantly, all eyes were on Luo Cheng.

"I wonder if Luo Cheng will dare to accept the challenge?"

"He probably won’t! Fei Jue demonstrated overwhelming strength when fighting Yan Qingshuang. Agreeing to the challenge would be akin to throwing his life away!"

Most believed Luo Cheng would reject the fight.

The Ninth Elder frowned and said, "Luo Cheng, don’t fall for his provocation!"

"No need to worry."

Remaining composed, Luo Cheng stood up and cast a casual glance at Fei Jue:

"Since you’re courting death, I’ll grant your wish."

Elder Chen Xuan swallowed the words he was about to say.

Having witnessed so many events, he understood Luo Cheng’s temperament well. Once Luo Cheng made a stand, there was no turning back.

Besides, even if he wanted to retreat now, it was already too late.

Swish!

Luo Cheng unfolded his figure, instantly appearing atop the arena.

"He actually accepted the challenge!"

The onlookers were astonished.

Sun Yingyang glared at Luo Cheng with an icy, twisted expression. "Fei Jue! Remember—don’t let him die too easily!"

"Rest assured, Elder Sun. Falling into my hands, he’ll find even death unattainable!"

Fei Jue sneered coldly. With a single stride, he suddenly appeared opposite Luo Cheng, mockingly saying:

"Luo Cheng, you have guts to dare accept my challenge. What a shame that this will be the decision you regret most in your life!"

"I wouldn’t be so sure."

Luo Cheng’s voice was calm and indifferent.

Fei Jue’s expression became even more disdainful. "Ha! You truly won’t cry until you see your coffin! Do you think, just because I lost to Yan Qingshuang, you stand a chance against me?"

"With your middle-stage Human Sword Integration Sword Dao Realm?"

Boom!

As he spoke, Fei Jue’s foot stomped forward, releasing his Divine Bridge Martial Soul and Sword Dao Realm simultaneously.

In an instant, a terrifying wave of Essence Energy soared skyward, causing the arena’s air currents to whirl into a chaotic frenzy.

"Give up resisting! At least that way, you’ll suffer less pain!"

Fei Jue elevated his momentum to its peak, pressing toward Luo Cheng step by step. His gaze was condescending, as though he were looking down upon an ant that could be crushed at any moment!

He intended to annihilate Luo Cheng bit by bit—both physically and mentally!

Under the oppressive force, Luo Cheng’s robes flapped wildly, and his long black hair danced in the wind. Yet his gaze remained serene as water, bright as starlight—a true peerless swordsman standing firm atop a cliff!

"If you think you can suppress me with sheer momentum, I’m afraid you’re not qualified!"

Gazing directly into Fei Jue’s eyes, Luo Cheng’s voice was icy and detached. His hand moved to grip the hilt of his sword.

In the next moment—

Whoosh!

The sound of fabric tearing echoed through the air, as howling gusts were sliced apart.

Standing firmly in place, Luo Cheng unleashed a terrifying, world-shaking sharpness that surged from within him, as though he intended to slaughter all under heaven. Fei Jue’s previously lofty momentum was instantly driven back!

On one end of the arena, dark clouds swirled around Fei Jue, while on Luo Cheng’s side, the winds suddenly stilled as if the world itself held its breath.

Thud!

Caught off guard, Fei Jue instinctively staggered back half a step under the onslaught of cutting force!

The scene fell silent for a brief moment before erupting into a cacophony of shocked voices.

"Is this... High-level Human Sword Integration? Did I see that correctly?"

"Luo Cheng actually comprehended High-level Human Sword Integration! At such a young age—and with a Wasted Martial Soul, no less—how could his Sword Dao Realm be so advanced!"

"No wonder his swordsmanship is so powerful that he easily killed Sun Chuanwu!"

The spectators were shaken and incredulous.

The path of Sword Dao cultivation was one of extreme difficulty!

Among the Outer Sects of the Three Sects, aside from Yan Qingshuang, Fei Jue was known to have the highest Sword Dao Realm!

When Luo Cheng had previously shown middle-stage Human Sword Integration, people had already found it extraordinary.

Now, to discover his true Realm was High-level Human Sword Integration, second only to Yan Qingshuang—it was simply unimaginable!

The person most stunned, however, was Yan Qingshuang.

Her delicate brows furrowed as her gaze locked onto Luo Cheng, as though she were witnessing something incomprehensible.

She could clearly sense that Luo Cheng’s Sword Dao Realm wasn’t stable yet—it must have been a recent breakthrough.

This was precisely why she found it so unbelievable!

If her guess was correct, Luo Cheng may have gained sudden enlightenment from her previous words of guidance!

Yet even she herself only half-understood those words—it had been a vague, summarized insight.

Could simply hearing such words really lead to a breakthrough in Sword Dao Realm? Was that even possible?

"High-level Human Sword Integration! So that’s your trump card!"

Fei Jue glared daggers at Luo Cheng, his face twisted with frustration.

He prided himself as a prodigy in Sword Dao. After painstakingly cultivating to achieve middle-stage Human Sword Integration, he had reluctantly accepted that Yan Qingshuang would overshadow him due to her renowned reputation.

But now even Luo Cheng, a supposed Wasted Martial Soul holder, dared to surpass him!

It was absolutely infuriating!

"So what if you’ve achieved High-level Human Sword Integration? Today, you’ll still die!"

Driven by rage, Fei Jue’s aura erupted even further as he slashed a fearsome sword strike toward Luo Cheng.

Crack!

Though it was a single sword stroke, the void split into dozens of straight fissures, tearing forward.

Clang!

The Flame Trace Sword flashed out of its sheath, whistling as it cut through the air. An elegant crescent-shaped sword mark appeared, intercepting the incoming fissures.

Crash and snap!

The Sword Qi was shattered to pieces. Luo Cheng lifted his gaze to Fei Jue, his eyes icy cold:

"You defeated Xu Bingyi in three moves—then I’ll return the favor. Within three strikes, I’ll kill you!"