SSS-Rank Talent at the Start: Who Dares Face My Sword?

High-martial world + No female lead + Leveling up.

Starting with an SSS-rank talent and a mysterious sword spirit teacher, Jiang Wuyuan can only ask: How can I lose?

Years later.

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Chapter 240 Tensions Rise

Golden sword light spread out.

The moonlight swept away the mountain peaks and cleared the sky filled with clouds; even the bright moonlight was not one ten-thousandth as dazzling as the golden light.

Hua Fuye's face suddenly darkened.

The man he had just barely managed to suppress wasn't human?!

It is impossible for a human to transfer all of their cultivation to another person.

In Hua Fuye's understanding, only one species can achieve this level of capability.

—Soul entity.

It can be said to be the will or remnant soul that remains in the world after a living being dies.

Hua Fuye smiled, unsure whether he should be happy or not.

The good news is that no one in the Dragon Kingdom has achieved the rank of semi-emperor before it.

What's unpleasant is that after Jiang Wuyuan fused with the power of the sword spirit, his strength far exceeded its expectations.

Ah, heaven is not on my side.

Hua Fuye scoffed inwardly.

"Again!"

Jiang Wuyuan didn't care what Hua Fuye was thinking; in an instant, he drew his sword and charged forward.

Swimming Dragon Step!

The Unrivaled Master of the Heavenly Yin!

In the violent explosion, Hua Fuye, unable to withstand the force, took two steps back.

Jiang Wuyuan's figure flew out of the dust and smoke of the explosion right behind him.

This sword—is for the mortal realm!

Hua Fuye sensed something was wrong and immediately used his mysterious movement technique to dodge to the side.

That sword strike just now seemed weak, but for some reason it set off alarm bells in its mind.

Seeing that Hua Fuye's speed had increased to another level, Jiang Wuyuan immediately activated his Rainbow Steps technique to catch up.

Little did they know, this was precisely the flaw that Hua Fuye had deliberately revealed.

A thousand mountains—swept away by the wind!

Inky smoke and clouds, mixed with a biting wind, rushed straight towards Jiang Wuyuan's door.

Dark clouds, like ink, fail to obscure the mountains, just as they do now.

Jiang Wuyuan remained completely calm and simply waved his hand.

gap!

Click—

A vast spatial rift slowly unfolded in front of the youth, swallowing up all the inky clouds within it.

The space was faintly broken at the edge, but it was constantly restored under Jiang Wuyuan's continuous repairs.

"I thought I had never underestimated you, but I was wrong."

Hua Fuye raised his hand to wipe the red mark from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with such murderous intent that they were almost overflowing.

If looks could kill, then without a doubt, Jiang Wuyuan wouldn't have enough lives to survive.

The moment their eyes met, they were locked in combat once again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two people high in the air were making a huge commotion, and the others weren't idle either.

Fang You occasionally paused, looked up at the distant sky, his dark pupils reflecting the flickering battlefield.

The dazzling gold clashed with the ethereal smoke and clouds.

The tension was palpable, yet they seemed to complement each other perfectly.