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After he finished speaking, Cheng Qing didn't say another word. He struck out forcefully, slashing his sword straight towards the Emperor of Qin's face.
"The erector is going too far!" The Qin Emperor was furious. With a wave of his hand, a Heaven rank long sword appeared, and he leapt towards Cheng Qing.
In the first exchange, the two of them clashed without any fancy moves.
The elemental energy that had scattered from the point of contact with the longsword was like ripples on the surface of a lake, spreading out in circles, covering an area of a thousand meters. The entire night sky had become extremely bright because of this.
After the first strike, the two did not stop. The second strike, the third strike … In a battle between two top experts of the West Continent, they actually did not use any profound techniques. Instead, they clashed head on with a single sword. The scene was extremely heroic and brave.
From the first blow, the Emperor's heart was shaken. As the two exchanged a hundred moves, the shock in his heart could no longer be concealed and was displayed on his face.
He had never expected that Cheng Qing, a cultivator at the fifth level of the lesser celestial stage, would be able to compete with him with just the strength of his cultivation base alone!
The difference between the four realms wasn't just for show, not to mention that he was the Qin Emperor. The cultivation method he cultivated and his own talent were all unique and cold. The purity of his origin energy was far beyond that of an ordinary cultivator of the Qin Nation.
But even so, not only was he unable to crush his opponent by relying on his cultivation base, he was unable to even gain the upper hand. He could only maintain a certain degree of superiority.
However, after fighting with Cheng Qing for hundreds of moves, his opponent's Essence Qi was not the least bit inferior, and his Qi was still as boundless as it was deep and profound. This also meant that the opponent's Essence Qi was not much weaker than his, a ninth level of the Lesser Heaven Stage!
"So the Qin Emperor is only mediocre."
Suddenly, a trace of a playful smile appeared on Cheng Qing's face. Although he was at a disadvantage and would definitely lose if the battle continued, his bearing was extraordinary. It was as if victory was in his hands.
"What did you say?!" Having been mocked like that, Qin Di flew into a rage out of embarrassment, "You think you can beat me?!"
Chen Qing smiled calmly. "Since I have come out of seclusion, I have not met a real opponent. I can't accurately estimate my own strength." But now, I understand that in the West Continent, under the Heavenly Realm, I am invincible! "
Having said so, Cheng Qing retreated a few hundred feet back. He raised his Heaven Lake Sword in front of his eyebrows, and his eyes became as hard as steel. His aura reached its peak, as he bellowed: "Lotus Blooming Sword Qi!"
The reason why Cheng Qing chose to face off against the Qin Emperor head on was because he wanted to assess his own strength. This was why he didn't use any supreme techniques such as the sword style, the sword style, or the Soaring Sky Technique.
Before he went into seclusion, he would be able to defeat his opponent by four stages.
Forty years of seclusion had caused his strength to rise sharply. It was only because he lacked an opponent that he wasn't sure if he had the strength to ascend to the West Continent.
And now, this question had an answer.
"How dare you be so arrogant!" The Qin Emperor was infuriated.
Seeing that Cheng Qing had started to use his ultimate technique, he didn't hesitate in the slightest. He suddenly shouted loudly, and the wind around him immediately blew vigorously. Countless origin energy whirlpools exploded in succession, like a cluster of stars exploding in the night sky. A violent origin energy hurricane continued to engulf the area within a thousand feet radius, causing everyone to feel as if they had fallen into hell.
When Cheng Qing's sword stabbed out, the Qin Emperor also sent out a sword attack. The wind of energy around him transformed into a huge dragon in the blink of an eye as he bit down towards Cheng Qing's head.
Cheng Qing's sword qi, only had a cyan stream of light.
Against the Qin Emperor's river of elemental energy, this ray of light could at most be considered a reed.
However, it was this reed that had cut through the surging tide of the martial arts world, flashing past without any obstruction.