Not only him, but everyone present, including the heads of the seven major families, had shocked expressions on their faces.
In an unknown space, two figures were sitting on the ground. There was a light curtain in front of them, watching the scenes happening on the ring.
One of these two people is the old man who was on the fishing boat with Ao Tianrui before, and is also his master, the Sword Emperor! The other is the emperor's master, Qing Yan Sheng!
Qing Yansheng smiled and said: "How about it, my grandson is pretty good, isn't he?"
"That's right! That's right!" The Sword Emperor smiled while stroking his palms, and said: "In a world like Cangqing Realm where sword skills are not obvious, Qing Heng can actually comprehend the meaning of the sword alone. I'm afraid Qing Heng's talent is even higher than that of the bad disciples.
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"It's hard to say! Qing Heng's ability to understand sword intent is not entirely a matter of talent. When he traveled around the world before, he obviously also had his own opportunities. When he went there, he was still in the spiritual sea realm, and he understood it after he came back.
Jianyi has become a warrior in the Wanxiang Realm."
Qing Yansheng shook his head, seeming to be quite interested in Qing Heng's experience.
"Oh? Is there such a thing?"
The Sword Emperor was obviously also interested.
"Stop talking, they are going to fight!"
At this time, Qing Yansheng suddenly pointed at the light screen, attracting the Sword Emperor's attention.
On the ring, Ao Tianrui's expression changed, as if he was making an extremely difficult decision. In the end, he let out a long sigh and made a decision.
A light red artistic conception rose from his body, competing with Qing Heng's sword intent.
"Sword Intent, Sword Intent again!"
The onlookers were completely stunned when they saw this scene. What they saw today was incredible, more than they had seen in the previous year.
"It's actually sword intent again. It seems like there's still a battle to be fought!"
"Ao Tianrui hides it so well. I've never seen him use such a strong sword intention before!"
While everyone was exclaiming, Ao Tianrui said coldly: "Originally, I planned to save this sword intention to deal with Lu Jianyin, but I didn't expect to use it in advance. Qing Heng can force me to use the sword intention.
Your Highness, no matter what, you can bear the title of Cang Qing Three Swords."
Even an unruly person like Ao Tianrui recognized Qing Heng's strength. It seems that Qing Heng is indeed something special.
"But... it's a pity that you will still lose this battle."
Qing Heng snorted coldly and said: "Whether we win or lose, I'm afraid we won't know until after the fight. It's too early to draw a conclusion now!"
After saying that, Qing Heng stopped talking nonsense.
With the sword intention added to him, each of his swords seemed to be divinely assisted, and each sword seemed to contain infinite mysteries, leaving strange traces and stabbing towards Ao Tianrui.
Ao Tianrui did not panic. Also under the blessing of the sword, he showed no weakness and raised his sword to face Qing Heng.
The two of them went back and forth, their swords intersecting, making a long sword cry.
The two of them did not use any spiritual energy, just like ordinary swordsmen, using their physical bodies to compete with swords. Each move was natural, like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace.
Although the onlookers couldn't understand it, they could still feel the thrilling beauty of this swordsmanship, as well as the cold murderous intention contained in the swordsmanship.
In the eyes of the patriarchs of the seven major families, they can see much more. They can clearly observe that behind the two people, two sword intents, one red and one green, are constantly fighting. For a while, the red suppresses the cyan.
For a while, the cyan suppressed the red.
The two of them fought for as long as a cup of tea, with large drops of sweat dripping down their temples. Their chests were rising and falling slightly, and they were obviously out of breath.
The sword fight was more energy-intensive than they imagined, but at this moment, they had spent a lot of energy and became exhausted. The movements of the two also slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Qing Heng is at a disadvantage at this time. Facing Ao Tianrui's attack, he can only parry, but has no ability to fight back.
In the eyes of the patriarchs of the seven major families, they clearly saw that the red light on the arena had taken up most of the area, while the green light was suppressed to a small corner.
"Qing Heng is going to lose!"
Wei Yuanbai spoke softly.
Several other clan leaders nodded slightly, noncommittal.
"Qing Heng, just admit defeat! You are no match for me!"
Although he was panting, the light in Ao Tianrui's eyes was still bright.
"Oh! That's all!"
Qing Heng sighed, suddenly sheathed his sword and jumped out of the battle circle.
"Is Qing Heng going to admit defeat? Sure enough, he is still no match for Ao Tianrui!"
"It seems that only Lu Jianyin can be the enemy of Ao Tianrui!"
Everyone was not that disappointed because they didn't think much of Qing Heng in the first place.
Qing Heng stood in the corner of the ring, his face expressionless and calm. It seemed that the whispers below could not affect him at all.
After fighting against Ao Tianrui, he at least knew that the strength gap between him and Ao Tianrui was not that big. There were two reasons for the defeat. One was that Ao Tianrui had won consecutive victories before and was so impressive.
His fighting spirit was at its peak. And although he had a short period of gathering momentum when he came on the field, he was still not as good as Ao Tianrui.
As a result, he was lowered in terms of momentum.
The second point is because of his sword intent!
He was taught by Wei Zong that sword intent is related to killing intent. The stronger the killing intent, the stronger the sword intent! When fighting Ao Tianrui, it was really difficult for him to generate such strong killing intent, so his sword intent did not count.
Powerful, not as powerful as Ao Tianrui's flaming sword intent.
The combination of the two led to his ultimate defeat.
Although Qing Heng lost in the swordsmanship competition, it did not mean that he lost the battle. He raised his head and looked at Ao Tianrui, his eyes were still clear and bright, without any impurities from the previous defeat.
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"Why, Your Highness Qingheng, do you still want to fight?"
Ao Tianrui frowned and his tone became a little serious. In his opinion, Qing Heng had already lost the swordsmanship competition and was still stalking him. This behavior made him a little unhappy.
"I have one more move!" Qing Heng looked straight at Ao Tianrui and said loudly: "If you can take it, I will admit defeat!"
"Okay then, you go ahead and make your move, I'll take over!"
Ao Tianrui looked indifferent and held the sword in front of him!
The next moment, as a powerful momentum slowly rose from Qing Heng's body, Ao Tianrui's expression completely changed!
"This is... sword power!"
"Sword power! How is this possible?"
In the unknown space, the Sword Emperor was shocked. In excitement, he stood up directly. His eyes were red and he stared at the light screen, trying to see Qing Heng's every move clearly!
Qing Yansheng, on the other hand, seemed to have expected such an outcome. He had a smile on his lips, and the old god was watching this scene.
On the ring, Ao Tianrui looked at Qing Heng, as if the opponent was no longer a person, but a sword, a sword that stood up to the sky and the earth! And as the sword moved, everything in the world was pressing towards him.