The atmosphere in the Martial Arts Arena was heavy and grim.

Chen Lin slowly drew the Long Sword from his waist. The blade, like a pool of tranquil autumn water, gleamed with a deep blue light under the sun, a faint sound of tides accompanying it.

With a slight tremor of his wrist, he pointed the sword’s tip toward the ground. A heavy, dense True Qi radiated from him, making the surrounding air feel thick and viscous.

"Please!"

Chen Lin spoke, his tone steady. "This sword is named ’Sea-Covering.’ It is a Top-Grade Treasure Artifact and has been with me for many years. It’s like an extension of my own arm, so it would be inconvenient for me to switch to an ordinary weapon. I hope you will forgive me."

His words served as a warning, yet they were tinged with a casual arrogance.

Chen Qing’s expression was calm. He gave his Cloud-Coiling Spear a casual swing, its tip pointing toward his opponent from afar. "It’s no matter," he said lightly. "Please, Senior Brother."

He thought to himself, ’As expected of a rich and powerful sect. They can even equip a disciple who hasn’t reached the Astral Force Realm with a Top-Grade Treasure Artifact to carry around.’

’Junior Martial Uncle Shen wasn’t wrong. Lin’an Prefecture is rich in minerals and has a close relationship with the Forging Hall. Their channels for acquiring high-grade Weapons are far beyond what Yunlin Prefecture can compare to.’

"In that case, forgive my offense!"

Chen Lin spoke no more. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as his figure shot forward.

His steps seemed unhurried, yet he moved as if treading on waves, closing a distance of several yards in an instant.

The Sea-Covering Sword in his hand hummed. His Sword Momentum erupted, not in a sharp, direct thrust, but in endless, dense arcs of blue light that swept toward Chen Qing like overlapping waves!

The wind from his blade howled, actually creating the sound of a surging tide. The Sword Qi was as heavy as quicksilver flowing across the ground, seeping into every possible opening.

Cyan Cloud Sword Technique! Cloudy Waves!

Chen Qing felt his whole body tighten, as if trapped by an invisible water pressure that made his movements sluggish.

He dared not be careless. The Cyan Wood True Qi from his Eleven Orthodox Meridians surged forth. His Cloud-Coiling Spear let out a low hum as he advanced instead of retreating, thrusting it straight forward!

Mountain Prison-Suppression Spear! Mountain-Breaking Rainbow Piercing!

This thrust concentrated Chen Qing’s immense True Qi from his Eleven Orthodox Meridians into a single point. The spear shot out like a rainbow!

The cyan glow of the spear, highly concentrated at its tip, let out a piercing shriek as it stabbed ferociously into the layers of blue sword-waves!

"TSSSSS—!"

An ear-piercing sound exploded, as if a red-hot poker had been plunged into ice water!

The incredibly condensed spear glow forcibly tore through the dense web of sword light, thrusting toward Chen Lin’s chest as if to Directly Attack the Yellow Dragon.

The extreme Penetration Power clashed violently with the dense, heavy sword light, unleashing a visible shockwave that scraped a layer of dust from the black iron rock floor!

Chen Lin’s expression changed. He clearly hadn’t expected Chen Qing’s Spear Force to be so condensed and tyrannical that it could overcome technique with brute force and pierce through his Cyan Cloud Sword Curtain.

He tapped his toes, his body drifting backward as if pushed by a wave. At the same time, his Sea-Covering Sword circled, its Sword Momentum shifting from yielding to unyielding. He unleashed a fierce horizontal slash—Breaking Waves and Separating Waves—attempting to knock aside the relentlessly pursuing spear tip.

"CLANG—!"

Spear and sword clashed again, producing a deafening ring of metal as sparks flew everywhere!

Chen Qing felt a strange, surging force travel up the shaft of his spear. It was incredibly powerful, coming in wave after wave like the tide and making his arm go slightly numb.

This was the Vast Sea True Qi of the Haisa Sect—heavy, dense, and incredibly resilient, similar to Gui Water True Qi but with subtle differences.

Chen Qing circulated the True Qi in his body, neutralizing the invading Vast Sea True Qi before it could do any harm.

He used the momentum to spin, switching his Cloud-Coiling Spear from a thrust to a sweep. The wind from the spear howled fiercely, as if a Mountain-Shaking Iron Pillar were performing Sweeping Thousand Troops!

Mountain Prison-Suppression Spear! Breaking Mountains and Dividing Territory!

This sweep was immensely powerful and heavy, incomparably tyrannical, as if meant to annihilate any obstacle in its path!

Chen Lin chose not to meet the blow head-on. With the agility of a fish, his body twisted, narrowly avoiding the spear’s edge. His Sea-Covering Sword followed the momentum, sliding down the spear’s shaft in a swift cut. The tip trembled, transforming into several points of cold light aimed at the wrist of Chen Qing’s spear-wielding hand. The move was Cunning, Ruthless, and Fierce—the ingenious ’Water Striking Stone’ from the Cyan Cloud Sword Technique!

With spear thrusting and sword clashing, they exchanged more than ten moves in the blink of an eye.

The sound of their clashing Qi Force was ceaseless, and the dispersing winds carved countless fine lines into the ground.

The Haisa Sect disciples watching from the sidelines were already mesmerized, their breathing growing ragged.

"So... so strong! That Chen Qing’s Spear Technique is so ferocious he can clash head-on with Senior Brother Chen Lin’s Cyan Cloud Sword Technique!"

"His strength is terrifying! Every one of his thrusts looks like it could shatter a boulder!"

"Even Senior Brother Chen Lin’s Vast Sea True Qi can’t seem to suppress him?"

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"Old Shen, your martial nephew... what a profound foundation, what tyrannical strength!"

Qiao Hongyun couldn’t help but whisper, "This is definitely not an effect achievable with ordinary Cyan Wood True Qi. Has he also trained in an exceptionally profound Body Refining Technique?"

A pleased expression appeared on Shen Xiuyong’s face as he smiled faintly. "Elder Qiao has a sharp eye. This nephew of mine has indeed had a few fortunate encounters."

Wu Hui focused her gaze on the fight. The situation seemed to be a stalemate, but she still had great confidence in her disciple.

In the arena, Chen Lin was growing shocked that his prolonged assault was proving fruitless.

He had originally thought that with his Cultivation a minor Realm higher and the advantage of a Top-Grade Treasure Artifact, he would be able to easily suppress his opponent. He never imagined Chen Qing would be this difficult to handle.

That black spear was powerful and heavy; every clash made his qi and blood churn. Even more terrifying was his opponent’s bottomless stamina and a physique that seemed forged from Fine Steel!

A fierce glint flashed in Chen Lin’s eyes. His Swordsmanship abruptly changed, shifting from its previous dense and yielding nature to become surging and tempestuous!

The blue light of the Sea-Covering Sword flared. Its Sword Qi gathered into a massive tidal wave, surging wildly toward Chen Qing with an unstoppable, majestic Momentum!

Within the tidal wave, sword images overlapped, making it impossible to distinguish the real from the illusory. Killing intent lurked everywhere!

Cyan Cloud Sword Technique! Vast Sea Fury!

Realm of Perfection!

This genius, who was worthy of the famed Sea-Covering Sword, had clearly cultivated the Cyan Cloud Sword Technique to the Realm of Perfection.