"I'm not ashamed to say that, but I want to see how a mere bachelor like you can block my Overlord's Heavenly Sword Technique!"
Sikong Sheng's face was filled with contempt and disdain, and he simply did not believe that Du Ning could withstand his own unique move.
Not only Sikong Sheng, but also Ao Guang, Ye Fei and others did not believe that Du Ning could block Sikong Sheng's attack.
In their eyes, if Du Ning resists the Overlord's Heavenly Sword Technique head-on, then Du Ning will definitely die, with no possibility of survival.
Even Ke Changyu and Qin Wenwei had relaxed smiles on their faces, without the slightest hint of nervousness.
People who don't know may think that Sikong Sheng can't stop Du Ning's attack.
Du Ning's eyes flashed with light. He took a deep breath and wrote the war poem "The Sword Chapter" with a magical pen. This sword-calling poem can summon the scholar's imitation sword.
With a burst of talent, another Kunlun ancient sword appeared in the sky.
Seeing this scene, many martial masters and archmages on the opposite side burst into laughter.
"Haha... Do you think you can defeat Sikong Sheng by summoning another ancient sword? Even if you summon ten more identical ancient swords, you still can't be Sikong Sheng's opponent!"
"In the face of absolute strength, no matter what kind of war poem you use, it will have no effect."
"Du Ning, you have been smart all your life, but you have been confused for a while. Your biggest mistake was to challenge Sikong Sheng in a duel. Today you will not only die, but you will also lose the sword crystal you originally obtained. No one can save you!"
They are not only mocking Du Ning, but also taking this opportunity to influence Du Ning's mind.
As long as it affects Du Ning's thinking, Du Ning will not be able to write good war poems, and he will undoubtedly die.
Kang Ping said loudly: "Du Jun, don't listen to those cats and dogs barking. Kang believes in you!"
"I believe in Du Jun too!"
Ke Changyu echoed loudly, but the word "believe" was deliberately emphasized, and the underlying message was "I believe you will be killed by Sikong Sheng", which was simply heartbreaking!
"And I, Qin, believe in Du Jun just like Brother Ke!"
Qin Wenwei also smiled and spoke, narrowing his eyes slightly, with the same expression as Sikong Sheng, as if he was looking at a dying person.
"Shut up!"
Kang Ping simply couldn't bear it. Although he heard that Ke Changyu and Qin Wenwei were secretly cursing Du Ning for being killed, they only spoke half of their words and did not leave any clues. They could only scold in a warning tone: " Don’t affect Du Jun’s thinking!”
"Brother Kang is right, don't affect Du Jun's thinking!"
Qin Wenwei's voice was louder, as if he was afraid of not disturbing Du Ning, which made Kang Ping feel even more furious.
This guy is so shameless!
Du Ning did not listen to the words of these two villains, Ke Changyu and Qin Wenwei. Instead, after thinking about it for a while, he took a brush and wrote the war poem on the page himself.
The sword and the dragon, the snowflakes shine on the hibiscus.
The light shoots to the heaven and the earth, but the thunder cannot rush.
As soon as I left the golden box, I lost sight of him.
Feng Hu has been extinct for a long time, so he is hiding from the enemy.
The Wu River is ten thousand feet deep, and the Chu Mountain is thousands of feet deep.
There is no separation between male and female, and gods and animals will meet each other.
As Du Ning started writing, this war poem materialized, and a majestic talent and power burst out.
This talent and power was divided into two parts and merged into the Kunlun Ancient Sword and the Imitation Sword respectively.
"Ouch!"
"Roar!"
Everyone only heard two sounds that sounded like dragon roars. Then, the Kunlun Ancient Sword turned into a silver ancient sword and the real dragon, while the imitation sword turned into a golden ancient sword and the real dragon.
"He can actually make the summoned imitation sword transform into a real dragon. This must be a great scholar's war poem!" Kang Ping said in shock.
Long Wuji said solemnly: "I really didn't expect that you scholars' war poems could burst out with such talent and power. Maybe Du Ning really has a chance to defeat Sikong Sheng and seize the Dragon Saint's blood tablet."
"Then we'll wait and see."
At this time, Kang Ping also had a little more confidence in Du Ning. With two ancient swords and real dragons, even a great scholar couldn't do this!
"Hmph! So what about the Confucian war poems? Even we are no match for Sikong Sheng. No matter how talented you, Du Ning, are, there is no way you can compete with Sikong Sheng." Ke Changyu thought in his heart.
Qin Wenwei almost laughed out loud when he saw this. Sikong Sheng could fight against two great scholars at the same time and easily win. Even if Du Ning used two ancient swords to transform into a real dragon, he was definitely no match for Sikong Sheng.
No matter what Du Ning does, it's all in vain. After all, Sikong Sheng's strength is there, and the gap between the two sides is not just a tiny bit.
Two ancient swords and true dragons were circling and flying in the air, exuding two extremely powerful pressures. Such powerful auras were not inferior to the Overlord Heavenly Sword Technique displayed by Sikong Sheng, and were even better.
Even so, many martial lords and archmages still did not feel any nervousness, and their faces did not change their expressions of contempt and disdain.
Ao Guang took a deep breath and exhaled it for a long time. He was glad that he did not fight to the death with Du Ning. Once he forced Du Ning to this point, Ao Guang would definitely be in trouble.
"You are indeed a genius of the human race. It is not a shame for me to be defeated by you. But no matter how talented you are, you are destined to suffer here today. You are dead!" Ao Guang said coldly.
"What is the ability of transforming an ancient sword into a dragon? Can it still be comparable to my magical powers in martial arts? Boy, you are still too naive."
Sikong Sheng sneered. His aura had already exceeded the limit of martial arts, and his powerful martial arts aura was about to burst out at any time.
"Then give it a try!"
Du Ning stood on Pingbu Qingyun, looked at Sikong Sheng confidently, and uttered one word: "Kill!"
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"
"Ho! Roar! Roar!"
The two ancient sword dragons roared and charged towards Sikong Sheng with their teeth and claws bared.
At this time, Sikong Sheng also completely activated his Overlord Heavenly Sword Technique. He roared angrily and charged towards the two ancient sword true dragons with his long sword in hand. His whole aura was as if a sword had just been unsheathed.
An unstoppable force.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The two ancient swords and true dragons cooperated with each other and fought with Sikong Sheng. Among them, the dragons roared and the blades shone, and the fight was extremely fierce.
Sikong Sheng's expression didn't change. He had already expected it. Du Ning's war poem had just exploded, so it was naturally powerful and could only compete with him for a short time.
As time goes by, Duning's talent and strength will suffer greater losses.
Sikong Sheng was sure that within a few moments, he would be able to take advantage, kill the two ancient sword dragons in one go, and take advantage of the opportunity to capture Du Ning.
Under the Semi-Saint, no one can compete with his Overlord Heavenly Sword Technique. This is Sikong Sheng’s confidence and Sikong Sheng’s support.
Sikong Sheng did not believe that Du Ning, as a fifth-level bachelor, could resist his Overlord Heavenly Sword Technique.
"Who has the upper hand at this moment?"
Ye Fei suddenly asked. The two sides fought so fiercely that with his strength, he couldn't tell the difference for a moment.
"Do you even need to ask? Sikong Sheng must have the upper hand. Could it be that Du Ning has the upper hand? Ridiculous!"
Ao Guang spoke disdainfully, showing contempt for Du Ning, not thinking that Du Ning could compete with Sikong Sheng.
The others also nodded silently. The masters competed with each other. Most people could not see the subtle differences, but if they said that Sikong Sheng could not gain an upper hand, they would not believe it even if they were beaten to death.
Kang Ping asked Long Wuji worriedly: "Your Highness the Dragon King, you dragons have good eyesight, let's see who has the advantage."
Long Wuji opened his eyes wide, looked at the battle situation carefully, and replied: "They are still evenly matched, no one has an advantage, it's hard to tell the winner for a while!"
"Fart! Who is Du Ning? How can he be evenly matched with Sikong Sheng? I don't believe it!"
A martial master shouted loudly, saying that Du Ning and Sikong Sheng were evenly matched, which was the greatest humiliation to Sikong Sheng.
"Then you are also blind and can't even tell what's going on in the battle. How do you deserve to be a Martial Lord?" Long Wuji immediately angrily retorted.
"You..."
The opponent's face was a little ugly. In fact, everyone present could see that the two sides were evenly matched, but they had high self-esteem and did not accept that Du Ning and Sikong Sheng were evenly matched, so they insisted that Sikong Sheng had the upper hand.
"Hmph! Du Ning is just fighting Sikong Sheng temporarily. After a while, Du Ning will definitely lose!" Ao Guang said confidently.
"Ouch! Roar!"
The two ancient sword dragons were tumbling up and down in the air, fighting two against one, and seemed to have begun to gain some advantage.
Long Wuji's expression changed: "Huh? Sikong Sheng's momentum has weakened slightly, but Du Ning's offensive is still fierce. Du Ning has the upper hand!"
"Impossible!"
Ao Guang yelled immediately after hearing this, but the fact is that just as Long Wuji said, Du Ning's two ancient swords and true dragons have already controlled the rhythm and their momentum has not diminished, while Sikong Sheng's momentum is slightly weaker.
The other martial masters and archmages also opened their eyes wide, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, almost thinking that they had seen wrongly.
Although it is only a slight gap, the competition between masters is about such a trivial gap.
Sometimes just a small gap can determine the outcome, or even life and death.
"Impossible! Sikong Sheng seems to be really inferior!"
"Bullshit! Nonsense! Shouldn't it be that Du Ning can't beat Sikong Sheng? How could it be that Sikong Sheng is at a disadvantage?"
"You got it wrong! I must have got it wrong! How could Du Ning be Sikong Sheng's opponent!"
The other Martial Lords and Archmages all exclaimed. Although they were reluctant to admit it, this time, the scene they saw was clearer. It was indeed Du Ning who had a more obvious advantage.
"How could this happen? Impossible!"
Ke Changyu suddenly yelled, his face full of disbelief. This news was so shocking that Ke Changyu couldn't accept it.
Qin Wenwei's expression also changed greatly: "Absurd! How could Du Ning have such strength!"
Before they finished speaking, the two of them felt the gazes of Kang Ping and the other demon kings. Then they realized that the blunder had revealed their true inner thoughts, and their faces immediately turned red.
"Okay, you two wolf-hearted things are actually looking forward to Du Ning's death. How can there be people like you in the world who are worse than beasts? Don't forget that Du Ning also helped you just now, even if you don't appreciate it.
"We can't expect Du Ning to be killed by Sikong Sheng at this moment!" Kang Ping roared.
"Kacha..."
Ke Changyu and Qin Wenwei's literary courage cracked for the second time, and blood leaked from the corners of their mouths, but they could only grit their teeth and did not dare to say a word in rebuttal.
Long Wuji said: "This dragon has long said that they are nothing but dogs, now you should have a deep understanding, right?"
"Huh!" Kang Ping ignored the two of them.
Ke Changyu and Qin Wenwei looked at each other, their hearts filled with anger. This time they were really caught by Kang Ping. Once Kang Ping sued the Guoxue Palace, their literary names would be completely ruined.
But the two of them were unwilling to give up. They went to the ancient land to explore, but not only found nothing, but also caused more serious problems with their literary courage. What a loss!
At this time, Sikong Sheng was filled with shock and anger. He originally thought that Du Ning would not last long, but would be defeated in a short time. Unexpectedly, Du Ning not only showed no sign of defeat, but began to gain an advantage.
This is a great shame! What a great shame!
The two ancient swords and real dragons fought more and more fiercely, and the more they fought, the braver they became.
"Presumptuous! Presumptuous! Presumptuous!"
"Who is a mere bachelor? How can he be on par with me!"
"Could it be that as a top genius in the Martial Realm, I can't kill you, a mere scholar!"
Sikong Sheng let out a roar, his eyes wide open. He really couldn't believe the facts in front of him. He had already reached this point, but Du Ning still had the advantage. This was really a shame!
Du Ning said slowly: "Your martial arts skills are indeed powerful, but you really can't kill me."
"Impossible! Impossible! Impossible!"
"I can easily crush those two great scholars, so why can't I kill you, a great bachelor?"
"It's ridiculous! I will definitely be able to kill you and let you know how powerful I am!"
Sikong Sheng roared loudly and kept attacking the two ancient sword dragons with his sword, but they were unable to defeat the ancient sword dragon.
Hot sweat broke out on Du Ning's forehead. If he hadn't been so talented in the literary palace, he would have been squeezed out of his talent long ago.
"It seems that your strength only goes so far." Du Ning said.
Sikong Sheng said in a deep voice: "Even if you have a slight upper hand, you can't resist me. Even if I can't kill you, you still can't do anything to me."
"Do you think this is all my strength is?" Du Ning smiled slightly.
"What did you say? Haven't you tried your best? This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Sikong Sheng's face changed drastically, with an expression of disbelief. Hearing Du Ning's tone, he actually had a more powerful method?
How is this possible!
Sikong Sheng has used his Overlord Heavenly Sword Technique to the extreme, and Du Ning has also performed his final battle poem. The two sides are evenly matched, but in the end, Du Ning has other methods?
"You are panicking. You are really panicking. This means that you have no other more powerful means to deal with it." Du Ning said with a smile.