Puch!

The Peerless Sword's sword was too fast, almost at the moment the Illusory Realm shattered, his sword pointed at Liu Mengru. Without any hesitation, it had already reached Liu Mengru, slashing one of the Liu Mengrus out.

The body of the "Liu Mengru" was directly shattered by a sword, collapsing entirely. Clearly, the Peerless Sword had not struck Liu Mengru's true form, but rather her transformation.

However, Ling Chen seemed to have noticed something. Perhaps even if the Peerless Sword had initially chosen another Liu Mengru, it would still have only broken a transformation in the end.

Liu Mengru should be capable of freely controlling her and her transformations' positions, switching places in an instant, which might not be a difficult task for her.

However, with her transformation broken, the situation took a sharp turn against Liu Mengru.

The Peerless Sword, with his unparalleled swordsmanship, forcibly snatched the advantage from Liu Mengru's hands.

Although the two were still fighting fiercely with no clear winner, Ling Chen shook his head and sighed, "Liu Mengru is going to lose."

"Why?"

Beside him, Ling Xue listened but was somewhat puzzled. Were these two not still fighting intensely?

Liu Mengru didn't show any signs of losing, right?

"After a hundred moves, there will surely be a winner."

Ling Chen said calmly.

This battle continued until the sunset.

The two indeed fought over a hundred moves, but ultimately, as Ling Chen expected, Liu Mengru's arm was struck by the Peerless Sword, losing to him.

"You truly are my strongest opponent, I hope to have the chance to spar with you again next time."

The Peerless Sword looked at Liu Mengru opposite him, his eyes filled with solemnity. This time, his victory was far from easy. Fighting Liu Mengru until now, even he felt somewhat exhausted.

This woman indeed possessed the strength to rival him.

"Next time, it won't be the same result."

Liu Mengru snorted coldly. Although she was displeased, there was nothing she could do. She indeed lost. After leaving a sentence, she leaped off the stage.

"The Peerless Sword still holds the upper hand!"

The crowd let out a long breath, finally, the outcome was decided.

"Being able to fight for so long before determining the outcome, Liu Mengru's strength is quite formidable too, not much inferior to the Peerless Sword, indeed a genius on par with the Peerless Sword."

"What a turn of events! Earlier, seeing the Peerless Sword injured first, I thought Liu Mengru would win, but I didn't expect the Peerless Sword could reverse the situation and snatch victory from defeat."

"With this contest concluded, the first and second positions are basically decided."

On the stands, many warriors watching the battle were all discussing among themselves.

"It seems the first of this Heavenly Sword Tournament is the Peerless Sword."

Gui Tianchou, Tang Haotian, and others all looked towards the Peerless Sword. With the end of this most anticipated battle, the Peerless Sword had no opponents left.

"Not necessarily."

A sudden voice made the two turn in surprise; it was none other than Sima Xiaoyao. The latter's face was calm, then said, "You've forgotten that there's still one person who can contend with the Peerless Sword."

"One more person?"

Gui Tianchou, Tang Haotian, and others looked at each other, then their expressions slightly changed, "Are you talking about Ling Yu?"

"That's right."

Sima Xiaoyao nodded.

"Even Liu Mengru lost to the Peerless Sword; is Ling Yu stronger than her?"

Gui Tianchou and Tang Haotian both shook their heads. They had both fought against Ling Chen and watched Ling Chen's battle with Sima Xiaoyao. Though Ling Chen's strength was commendable, it was far from the level that could exert a sense of oppression on them. However, the Peerless Sword could suppress them with just his aura, making them lose the will to fight with him.

Sima Xiaoyao did not say much, but said calmly, "Then let's just wait and see."

The seventh round of the contest, after the battle between the Peerless Sword and Liu Mengru ended, quickly came to a close.

The contest then moved into the eighth round.

After the battle between the Peerless Sword and Liu Mengru, the only match that drew attention was the duel between Ling Chen and the Peerless Sword.

At this moment, on the ranking gold list suspended in mid-air, there were two names prominently ahead, occupying the first and second places.

Although Ling Chen was second, both had the same number of victories, seven matches, all undefeated.

The outcome of the contest between the two directly determined the first place in the tournament.

Though many thought that the first place in the tournament was already decided as the Peerless Sword, the true first still had to wait for the end of this round's contest.

"With such formidable strength, Ling Yu's hope seems slim."

In the Ling Family's area, Ling Zhen looked anxiously at the platform where Ling Chen stood.

"Even if he loses, at least he'll still be in the top three. The first place is indeed difficult to obtain. Win or lose, Ling Yu will become famous worldwide and will be a significant contributor to our Ling Family."

At this stage, Ling Lie was quite open-minded. After all, the Peerless Sword's strength was apparent, and Ling Chen's odds of winning were very low. Moreover, Ling Chen entering the top three was already an above-expected achievement. Not taking first place wasn't a problem.

To lose to the Peerless Sword is nothing disgraceful.

On the stage, two figures stood at opposite ends of the platform, about a hundred meters apart.

"Bring out your full strength; otherwise, this contest will be quite dull."

The Peerless Sword looked at Ling Chen with a calm expression and said.

"No need for reminders; in this battle, I will give my all to defeat Your Excellency." Ling Chen replied with neither arrogance nor servility.

"Spirited. To still say such words now, is it to bolster your courage, or do you really have some ability?"

The Peerless Sword's eyes became sharp, and a streak of Sword Intent shot straight toward Ling Chen, intending to give him a little lesson first.

However, Ling Chen didn't move an inch; instead, he unexpectedly closed his eyes. Until the moment that streak of Sword Intent approached, he suddenly lifted his head, and in his eyes, sword intent surged like an ocean. As for the Peerless Sword's probe, it dissolved into nothingness before Ling Chen in the blink of an eye.

The crowd's attention was immediately drawn. In their eyes, heaven and earth seemed to vanish, leaving only Ling Chen. In the world perceived by them, there was silence, and those who were close found themselves unable to speak, as if trapped in a nightmare, their minds active but bodies unmoving.

Ling Chen's Sword Intent burst forth for the first time in full.

"Such terrifying Sword Intent."

Liu Mengru took a deep breath, her eyes shocked.

Sima Xiaoyao was also somewhat shocked, his hands and feet trembling with excitement. This was a feeling that no one else could give him, so uncertain and so anticipated.

"Third Order King Level mid-grade Sword Intent!"

The Long Sword at his waist trembled incessantly, as if ready to be unsheathed at any moment. The Peerless Sword's eyes narrowed into slits, with a glint of cold light flowing within. As cold as a blade, he felt a heavy threat from Ling Chen, a threat no longer defined by him but sensed instinctively by his body. This threat was felt instinctively by his body.

Ling Chen's Sword Intent clearly already possessed the capability to contend with him, and like him, had also formed a Sword Spirit Embryo, something unprecedented among the younger generation.