Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 394 - 184 I Am Supreme_2

"Fuck!!! A single strike?!! The hater speaks!"

"Just pinched myself, my sister punched me hard for that, so it shouldn't be a dream."

"Who saw it clearly?! Wasn't the Eight Trigrams Wandering Dragon famed for its dragon-like palm winds that make everyone retreat? Why then did Jiang Bailiu evade just now?!"

"It was Senior Jiang misjudging! But I must say, that sword was incredibly domineering! It forced Senior Jiang to interrupt his palm movement to dodge its sharpness, yet he could not escape the Sword Intent Locking, forcing him to face the attack reluctantly. If he had confronted it head-on from the beginning, he might not have been defeated by a single strike!"

"Could this guy actually ascend to the top with ease?!"

"Look at the next level, Zhao Tuo on the next floor was once the bearer of the title Heavenly Blade. He has a similar overpowering and forceful style as Ji Jingqiu, aiming to decide the battle with one strike. It's impossible for him to be taken down by a single strike!"

"Stop jinxing it, stop jinxing it! Hater has no room left to plant his flags!"

...

The scenery of the courtyard beneath his feet suddenly shattered into countless particles.

Ahead, a spiraling stone staircase built of rocks, Ji Jingqiu's expression calm, ascended the stairs entering the second level.

The second level was guarded by a Swordsman with a cold demeanor, emitting an ordinary aura, seemingly concealing his whole energy within the sheath of his blade.

"Survive my three strikes, and you pass," the man said blandly, slowly reaching for the hilt of his blade.

Both being Martial Artists who wield swords, Ji Jingqiu sensed the hidden but unyielding Sword Intent of the opponent, deducing that the first strike would be an explosive attack similar to the Sword Drawing Skill.

Ji Jingqiu himself had studied the Sword Drawing Skill, which focuses on the instant explosion of power; coincidentally, he had recently gained new insights on this aspect.

Ji Jingqiu's expression remained calm, taking a step forward.

His previous strike's sharp intent was now reined in, his aura merged with the Heaven and Earth, as if he himself was part of this universe, and the universe him.

Zhao Tuo's eyes flared aggressively, seeing in Ji Jingqiu a similar Sword path, almost as if he could see a soaring Sword Intent! fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

He focused his gaze, engaging Ji Jingqiu in a clash of spiritual energies.

The two seemed motionless, but the clash of their energies was relentless!

Zhao Tuo's expression became stern, his eyes narrowed, and suddenly he moved with his blade, unsheathing it, stirring the air, creating an invisible pressure!

His Sword Drawing Skill was displayed perfectly, deeply embodying the true essence of "still as a mountain, moving like thunder"!

Ji Jingqiu did not draw his blade, tightening his grip on the hilt instead.

Until the blade light was upon him, linking with Heaven and Earth Dharma, like a ruthless lightning bolt, obliterating everything, leaving no chance for life!

Ji Jingqiu's long blade suddenly surged forth!

Clang!

The suddenly unsheathed long blade seemed like a dragon ascending to the heavens, breaking free from its restraints, crossing through a thunder calamity!

Next moment.

A deep, echoing sigh filled the air.

Ji Jingqiu sheathed his blade, nodded slightly, paying his respects to the Senior staring at his broken sword, then walked past him.

The scene under his feet, scattering like numerous light spots, quietly transformed.

The spiral stone staircase reappeared.

Ji Jingqiu sheathed his blade, continuing his ascent.

...

"Am I seeing things? Zhao Tuo, the most skilled in Sword Drawing Skill, actually lost in a clash of Sword Drawing Skills?"

"Still a single strike!"

"I seem to see an invincible figure rising..."

"It's the third level now, the third level! Let's hope Ji Jingqiu doesn't suffer a great loss at the start like Ke Pingluan and others!"

...

The third level's guardian, a young man with a stern and serious demeanor holding a sword, seemingly cold and calm, bowed with his sword in a precise manner, his voice flat as if emphasizing protocol:

"Fellow Daoist, greetings. I am Murong Chong."

Facing this Martial Arts predecessor from many years ago, Ji Jingqiu also chose to bow in return.

But just as he bowed, lowering his gaze.

The heaven and earth suddenly darkened, an indescribable blade light stole the brightness of the surroundings!

The sword light was clear, misty, soundless, and incredibly fast, slicing towards his face in an instant!

...

"It's here! The Despicable Sword!"

"Tsk, this senior clearly had the strength to be unparalleled in his era, dominating others with his sword, yet he preferred using shameless surprise attacks!"

"Both Ke Pingluan and Qin Qingjue had a tough time when they first challenged the third level, can Ji Jingqiu dodge it?"

"Sss, Ji Jingqiu didn't dodge it either, truly the Despicable Sword!"

...

The sword light struck suddenly.

Ji Jingqiu's gaze sharpened, perceiving a Sword Embryo floating in the dark, extremely sharp, cutting through everything!

This was a senior from the Heavenly Sword Dojo!

In an instant, he discerned the reality and illusion of this sword; it was a Sword of the Soul.

The opponent evidently also harbored a trace of Divine essence, this sword inherently possessing divinity, possessing an indescribable magic power, if a Martial Artist's Spiritual Cultivation was insufficient, they would unconsciously follow the dazzling sword light, ultimately even forgetting to resist.

Moreover, this sword being a surprise attack, even compatriot Martial Artists would suffer greatly!

The sword light targeted directly at the heart, Ji Jingqiu's form stiffened, seemingly wounded in the Spirit God, unable to move on the spot.

Murong Chong did not give Ji Jingqiu time to recover, wielding his long sword, floating over, no longer with his previous rigidity, his smile brilliant, his pupils cunningly gleaming.

He was dressed in a Dao robe, with a refined air, looking very dashing, lacking the sneakiness of his earlier attack, instead embodying the demeanor of an ancient sword immortal.

However, the next moment.

Murong Chong's expression changed, embarrassingly dodged to the side, all his dashing appearance gone in a breeze.

Ji Jingqiu suddenly erupted, having built up his momentum, fusing the power of the Spirit God with his sword technique, instantly reaching above Murong Chong's head!