<h4>Chapter 879: Chapter 876: Creating the Supreme Swordsmanship</h4>


    Xu Canghai was in a great mood.


    He couldn’t remember thest time he was this happy.


    It all stemmed from Xu Wendong.


    He never expected Xu Wendong to suddenly experience a moment of enlightenment; it really gave him a great sense of relief!


    Indeed.


    Xu Wendong had demonstrated his capabilities through his actions.


    Who cares if he didn’t understand swordsmanship?


    He could still create his own unique swordsmanship!


    The scene was utterly silent.


    Everyone stared in amazement at Xu Wendong, clearly not expecting him to attain enlightenment in such an environment, and even create his own cultivation technique in front of the Sword Pavilion disciples.


    This made many people extremely excited, as observing someone else create swordsmanship was a divine opportunity for them.


    It could enhance their understanding of swordsmanship.


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    In the pouring rain, Xu Wendong stood still, allowing the rain to drench his clothes and soak his hair.


    The light in his eyes flickered with the falling rain, as if he found some sort of revtion in each raindrop.


    Suddenly, a weapon appeared in his hand that seemed like a sword but also like water.


    This weapon seemed to merge with the rain, hard as a sword’s de yet fluid as raindrops.


    The sword’s surface glimmered faintly, wrapped in a cold and powerful force, and each tremor of the sword carried the agility and strength of the rain.


    Xu Wendong began wielding his sword with fluid and natural movements, like the rhythm of raindrops striking ake’s surface.


    When attacking, it was like a storm, unstoppable and destructive.


    When defending, it was like still waters, imprable.


    Every change in his swordsmanship seemed to have some tacit understanding with the rain, as if the downpour had inspired him to create this unique swordsmanship.


    The surrounding rain seemed to change with the movements of the sword, condensing into thin columns of water or dispersing into a mist.


    Xu Wendong’s silhouette flickered in and out of the rain, each swing of his sword imparting an indomitable momentum.


    Everyone felt a chill on their scalps, their minds deeply shaken.


    In their hearts, swordsmanship should be unstoppable, grand, and dynamic.


    But the swordsmanship Xu Wendong had just demonstrated held a power of utmost gentleness, yet it felt perfectly natural.


    Rather than swordsmanship, it seemed more like a beautiful dance.


    It was visually pleasing.


    But behind this pleasing sight was also a sense of overwhelming destruction.


    "Is he incorporating water into the sword?" Xu Canghai murmured, seemingly taken aback by Xu Wendong integrating water into his sword.


    As the Sect Leader of the Sword Pavilion, Xu Canghai had created over ten powerful sword techniques in his lifetime, yet he had never incorporated water into his swordsmanship.


    The Supreme Elder watched from afar, a look of amazement and gratification in his eyes: "Though Wuming’s talent is exceptional, his eye for selecting disciples falls far short."


    Meanwhile.


    The longsword in Xu Wendong’s hand trembled violently.


    In an instant.


    The dense rain in the air seemed summoned, converging toward him from all directions.


    Xu Wendong gently waved the longsword in his hand: "Water, nurturing all life, the source of existence!"


    "Water, formless and soft, yet can erode stone, destroy heavens and earth."


    "Water can carry a boat."


    "And can capsize it."


    As soon as he finished speaking, the dense rain in the air all gathered onto his longsword.


    "Junior Brother Xu, let me experience your swordsmanship!" Meng Hao leapt into the air, holding his longsword, shing out a destructive sword Qi.


    Magnificent Sword Technique.


    One of the top thirteen sword techniques of the Sword Pavilion.


    "Alright!"


    Xu Wendong smiled slightly, waving his hand, and the mass of rain on the longsword shot out, transforming into countless droplets mid-flight.


    The water droplets looked ordinary, but they blocked Meng Hao’s Magnificent Sword Qi, turning it to nothing, dissipating into the vast heavens and earth.


    Meanwhile, those water droplets enveloped this small world.


    And covered Meng Hao.


    Meng Hao was suspended in the air, dumbfounded, as he could see the water droplets enveloping him; maybe others saw them as water droplets.


    But he could feel that each droplet contained powerful Sword Qi, leaving him without any means of defense.


    He showed a slight bitter smile on his face: "I concede!"


    The disciples of the Sword Pavilion were stunned!


    What’s going on?


    You didn’t even have a proper match, yet now you’ve conceded all the same?


    Senior Brother, are you deliberately going easy on him?


    "Step down, you are indeed not his match, let me, this old man, try out his self-created swordsmanship!" Jian Chi had a fervent gaze, exuding a tremendous Sword Qi.


    "Predecessor, please draw your sword!" Xu Wendong was full of excitement, eager to feel how powerful his self-created swordsmanship was.


    And Jian Chi was the perfect opponent.


    "I have only one strike!" Jian Chi slowly closed his eyes, then a terrifying Sword Qi coalesced behind him, looking unremarkable, yet it made the void tremble.


    Upon witnessing this.


    Many people held their breath.


    They knew that Jian Chi was the person most obsessed with swordsmanship in the Sword Pavilion, and his "only one strike," once unleashed, was unstoppable.


    To this day, no one had been able to withstand this strike of his.


    "Sword Maniac Elder, you have a cultivation level of the ninth level of the Golden Core Stage, and Wendong’s realmgs far behind; a duel between you two is unfair!" Si Youyou stood up, unwilling to see Xu Wendong face any dangers.


    "Junior Sister, don’t worry, Sword Maniac Elder will definitely show restraint." Xu Canghai said softly, not believing Jian Chi would go all out.


    Even if Jian Chi did go all out, Xu Wendong might not be wounded.


    After all, he practiced dual cultivation and was recognized by the Lingxiao Sword.


    At a crucial moment, the Lingxiao Sword would surely protect its master.


    Moreover, all the Elders were gathered here, with even the Supreme Elder watching in secret, ensuring Xu Wendong’s safety beyond doubt.


    "Take my sword!"


    Jian Chi’s voice was like thunder, and the sword Qi swiftly appeared before Xu Wendong, crossing the distance of space in an instant.


    But as the sword Qi was less than three meters from Xu Wendong, a mysterious water curtain appeared around the young man.


    And it was this seemingly unremarkable water curtain.


    That directly blocked Jian Chi’s thunderous strike.


    As the water curtain quivered, the power of the sword Qi weakened rapidly until it disappeared into thin air.


    "I actually lost?"


    Jian Chi’s scalp tingled with shock, as he hadn’t held anything back in this strike, saying he went all out was no exaggeration.


    He reckoned even a strong practitioner at the ninth level of the Golden Core Stage would be left in disarray by this strike, facing potential ruin.


    Yet.


    He never dreamed that Xu Wendong could neutralize this sword so effortlessly.


    All the Sword Pavilion disciples were dumbfounded.


    All eyes were on Xu Wendong with incredulity.


    As a cultivator who didn’t understand swordsmanship, how did you create such a powerful swordsmanship in such a short time?


    Even Sword Maniac Elder can hardlypete.


    You are absurdly strong!


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