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Wei Wuyi's momentum was surging, and his two talents were even more eye-catching. In an instant, he became the focus of the entire audience!

"I've heard that Wei Wuyi's talent for the sword can increase the destructive power of his swordsmanship. His talent for the armor can provide a strong defense to his body."

"Sword and armor talent, you can attack and defend, it's a good fit."

"Wei Wuyi has a level of cultivation at the first level of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, but his combat strength can absolutely crush an ordinary second level martial artist. Even a third level martial artist might have the strength to fight him!"

"He's really too strong! If it weren't for Fang Ruyu's sudden appearance, the title of number one genius in Eastsea City would never have fallen. It must have been Wei Wuyi!"

The waves of praises and exclamations engulfed the entire Eastsea City!

In the eyes of the crowd, at least, his cultivation base was only at the fifth level of the Celestial Mirror. Not only that, but he had never displayed his innate strength, so he might not even have the strength to display his innate talent.

"Trash, have you seen the difference between us?" Wei Wuyi proudly smiled and glanced at Xia Xinghe as if he was looking at a dead man.

The sword in Wei Wu's hand slashed horizontally, and with a "puchi" sound, the pale golden energy seemed to transform into a swimming dragon. Not only did it cut the limestone ground beneath the sword into a round and smooth crack, but it also cut a two-story building beside him into two halves!

This was the power of a sword's innate talent. Having activated the sword's innate talent, the attack power of Wei Wuyi was several times stronger than the spiritual energy released by an ordinary Heaven's Fusion Mirror!

After Wei Wuyi broke through the building, the crowd immediately stopped their discussion. Countless gazes of envy and fanaticism were locked onto him. For a moment, the street became so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew by, sweeping up Xia Xingchen's clothes.

Xia Xinghe slowly raised his hand and made a grabbing motion in the air, as though he was trying to capture some invisible wind. Although he didn't go to check on Wei Wuyi, he casually replied, "See clearly."

"Hmm?" Wei Wuyi's sword-like eyebrows twitched, his handsome face immediately filled with anger. "Are you looking down on me?"

In the face of Wei Wuyi's surging momentum, Xia Xingchen didn't even spare him a glance as he said the three words: "clearly see" in a perfunctory manner. If it wasn't a naked contempt, then what was it?

Sometimes, face was more important than life. Especially when a publicly acknowledged piece of trash was leisurely looking down on a genius.

Xia Xinghe didn't answer Wei Wu's question; he didn't even look at Wei Wu directly. From beginning to end, Xia Xinghe had been waving his arms in a random motion, as if trying to grasp the invisible wind.

"A familiar feeling, I'm back." Xia Xinghe calmly murmured to himself, just as he had said, it was as though he was searching for his own feelings.

Xia Xinghe's actions completely angered Wei Wuyi. He brandished his sword and charged straight at Xia Xinghe. He wanted to use the cruelest method to kill Xia Xinghe, for example, slicing off pieces of his flesh.

"Die!" With an explosive shout, Wei Wu's figure flashed and in a blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Xia Xing.

A long sword imbued with a faint golden aura was violently slashing down towards Xia Xinghe's right arm. No one doubted Wei Wu's strength; in their eyes, if this sword descended, Xia Xinghe's entire right arm would definitely be chopped off!

Suddenly, Xia Xinghe made his move, his right hand lightly swung at Wei Wuyi's sword, and at that moment, an ear-piercing sound of collision also appeared!

Ding!

Wei Wuyi's unstoppable sword strike seemed to have landed on an invisible wall of steel. Sparks flew in all directions as the golden light trembled.

The most ridiculous thing was that the sword was firmly stuck three fingers away from Xia Xinghe's right arm, unable to advance even a single inch. It was as though an invisible wall had suddenly appeared out of thin air, incomparably strange.

Everyone was scared silly by the horrifying scene in front of them. Almost instinctively, they blocked their breathing and stared fixedly at Xia Xinghe and Wei Buyi who were at the end of the street.

Wei Wuyi was one of the people involved. Although his shock was no weaker than that of the onlookers, his instinct for battle was to pull back his sword, adjust his breathing, and once again pounce towards Xia Xinghe!

It was worth mentioning that before Wei Wu's second attack, Xia Xingchen seemed to have anticipated it and waved his arm in the direction of Xia Xing who was two steps below his left hand!

"Puchi!"

Wei Wuyi appeared two steps below Xia Xingchen's left hand. There, his right leg seemed to have hit a wind blade, and the upper part of his knee directly exploded into pieces of dark purple debris. It looked like his armor had been cut open.

Wei Wu lost his balance and should have fallen to the ground, but he forced his body to stop his attack and lightly tapped the ground with his left leg. Just as he was about to dodge to the right, Xia Xing's palm started to move again.

Wei unwittingly used the force from his left leg to dodge to the right, but once again, he struck an invisible wind blade. Moreover, the wind blade this time was even more violent than the last time, directly slicing open a shocking and bone-deep wound in Wei Wuyi's right leg!

Fresh blood accompanied by dark purple light scattered in all directions. The scene was extremely gorgeous and, at the same time, extremely strange.

"AHH!" This time, his body lost all balance and he fell to the ground.

Wei Wuyi got up from the ground in shock. His appearance was no longer like that of the elegant young master from before; his eyes were wide open as if he had seen a ghost. He then shouted at Xia Xinghe in shock: "Why? You seem to be able to see through my next move forever? And that wind, what was going on? Even my innate armor can be torn apart? Could it be that your innate ability is wind? That's not right! You don't have the illusion of innate strength on you! "Why is that?"

Wei Wu's lunatic roar echoed throughout the long street. The surrounding tens of thousands of spectators did not respond to him because they had already fallen into a petrified state!

"You mean this?" Xia Xinghe smiled lightly and waved his palm towards Wei Wuyi.

"Puchi!"

Another formless wind blade tore apart Wei Wuyi's protective talent, cutting open his left leg. Faint red blood spurted out as the eerie white bones were faintly discernible.

"AHH!" Wei Wuyi's knees gave out and he fell to his knees. The unforgettable pain made him howl uncontrollably, shaking his head as he howled. His neatly tied black hair became unbearably messy.