Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant-Chapter 345: Divine Dao Intent

After Shen Xuan defeated Li Chengfeng.

Another focused battle took place on the same day.

Jin Jincheng versus Yan Haoran.

Jin Jincheng was the direct disciple of the Sect Leader, adept in social maneuvering, faintly forming a small group with Wang Ziwei and Li Chengfeng.

In the future, the three of them would often advance and retreat together, helping and supporting each other, warming each other with camaraderie.

Jin Jincheng was undeniably the core figure.

Invisibly, he excluded Yan Haoran and Lei Yaoyang.

Lei Yaoyang had a too poor reputation to catch their attention.

Yan Haoran, on the other hand, was solitary and arrogant, not easy to interact with.

True Sword Cultivators all valued the Sword Dao heavily.

They disdain engaging in social intricacies.

After both saluted each other, they directly engaged.

With a smile on his face, Jin Jincheng’s body swayed and revealed two avatars.

Both were at Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment, each summoned a Lower Grade Flying Sword Treasure.

The main body summoned a Middle Grade Flying Sword Treasure.

Equivalent to three Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, three Flying Sword Treasures, besieging Yan Haoran alone.

Yan Haoran was expressionless.

Seeing the three "Jin Jinchengs" surrounding him in a pin pattern.

His eyes revealed a hint of disdain.

"Sword come!"

With Yan Haoran’s roar.

His aura suddenly surged.

Spiritual Power rampantly soared.

A Dark Gold Flying Sword Treasure swiftly flew to his front.

The sword body’s aura was restrained, hidden but profound, deep and weighty.

Down the stage, Shen Xuan saw Yan Haoran’s sword, his heart slightly chilled.

A heavy sword!

Walking the path to break technique with power.

Indeed, Yan Haoran’s sword was not fast.

Yet it bore the Dao Intent of great simplicity, a return to nature.

The Sword Momentum was straightforward and direct.

No matter which direction Jin Jincheng attacked from.

Yan Haoran’s sword could always appear in time, transforming into a dark gold light, intercepting midway.

Swords clashed.

Yan Haoran’s sword aura just slightly dimmed for a few moments.

Jin Jincheng’s sword was then blasted away, letting out a wail.

Clearly, Yan Haoran’s sword quality and power were above Jin Jincheng’s.

The two tangled for more than ten breaths.

Jin Jincheng seemed fierce yet could never break through Yan Haoran’s defense within two meters.

Seeing this, Shen Xuan slightly shook his head.

Despite Jin Jincheng’s multiple swords, he couldn’t form a synergy.

Relying only on attack techniques, the power wasn’t enough to breach Yan Haoran’s defensive sword momentum.

Looking again at Yan Haoran.

Surface-level, he seemed busy coping, yet his sword momentum was steady with spare strength.

As long as Jin Jincheng’s attack slackened, he could seize the flaw, counter-attack with full force, and achieve victory.

Indeed.

After more than a hundred breaths of their duel.

The pin-formed "Jin Jinchengs" now stood side by side.

Jin Jincheng controlled the two avatars simultaneously, consuming much Divine Soul and Divine Sense power.

Opposite.

Yan Haoran saw the opponent’s three swords treasuring attacking simultaneously, pinching the sword technique, frantically pointing at the sword.

The Dark Gold Flying Sword bloomed dazzling golden light, suddenly swelling to about one meter size.

"Slash!"

With Yan Haoran’s shout.

"Boom!"

The Dark Gold sword directly swept away the three swords, with a force of ten thousand, angrily slashing at Jin Jincheng.

In the next moment.

Jin Jincheng summoned a Spirit Shield, blocking it before him.

Meanwhile, his body lit a Protective Spirit Shield.

The three swords flew in circles, diagonally shooting at Yan Haoran, playing the strategy of surrounding to save the sovereign.

However, all was in vain.

In Jin Jincheng’s astonishment, Yan Haoran unexpectedly summoned another nimble Dark Gold Small Sword, blocking the attack of his three swords.

While his Spirit Shield, under Yan Haoran’s Dark Gold Greatsword’s rage slash, the aura dimmed, violently twisted and directly collapsed and dissipated.

How could this be!

Yan Haoran not only could control two swords simultaneously.

But also directly broke his Spirit Shield defense.

He lost.

His Protective Spirit Shield, under the sharp angry slash of the Dark Gold Greatsword, completely dissipated.

The golden sharpness exhaled by the Dark Gold Greatsword, touched his throat, icy and daunting.

His body slightly trembled due to the Sword Intent’s shock.

A trace of disappointment inevitably showed on Jin Jincheng’s face.

"I lost!"

The moment the voice sounded, silence enveloped the surroundings.

No one expected the top popular candidate of the preliminary group didn’t even enter the final.

Jin Jincheng dejectedly walked off the Demonstration Platform.

His steps heavy, legs weighed down.

At this moment.

Below, most Sect Disciples glanced at Jin Jincheng’s forlorn demeanor, then turned their eyes to Yan Haoran on the stage.

Truly worthy of the Spirit Sword True Master’s direct disciple.

A true Sword Technique Cultivator!

No matter the Thousand Transformations you possess, I break them with one sword!

The Dark Gold Greatsword directly broke Jin Jincheng’s Spirit Shield defense.

This move surprised many.

Proving Dao by power.

Jin Jincheng’s defeat lay in his inability to withstand Yan Haoran’s full-blown strike.

Even if he had preemptively summoned a Defensive Magical Treasure and lit a Protective Spirit Shield.

Afterward, observing Sect Disciples cast their gaze toward another area.

There, Shen Xuan and others watched the battle between Yan Haoran and Jin Jincheng.

With Qin Yuehan, Gu Jinqin and five girls accompanying, Shen Xuan watched the entire process of Yan Haoran defeating Jin Jincheng.

"Brother, can you defeat Yan Haoran?"

"Surely can! Am I right, Brother?"

The Wu sisters asked.

Seeing Yan Haoran so formidable, they couldn’t help but worry.

"Sister Gu, two Wu sisters."

Shen Xuan smiled and said, "Quickly go to Qing Yun Immortal City, call Xu Shaopeng and go directly to the three large betting houses."

"Once the small contest here concludes, send a message via Spirit Dove, and retrieve our betting Spirit Stones!"

"Each over two million Spirit Stones, act cautiously. Let Xu Shaopeng book a Sect’s Spaceship solo, personally escort, and come back together."

Shen Xuan glanced at Yan Haoran on the Demonstration Platform and softly spoke: "This battle, I’ll surely win, I’m ninety-nine percent confident."

Upon hearing these words.

Gu Jinqin and the Wu sisters were first stunned.

Then they were overwhelmed by great joy.

All three became excited, cheeks blooming with rosy colors.

Wu Yuting was the most impatient.

"Senior Brother, are you serious?"

Shen Xuan rolled his eyes at her.

"Over seven million Spirit Stones, how could I not be serious?"

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother is right."

"Senior Brother is the best!"

"Senior Brother is the most amazing!"

"Alright, now hurry up and go!"

Shen Xuan instructed, "Let’s take the Sect’s Spaceship together."

From the Cyan Cloud Sect to Qing Yun Immortal City, there’s a dedicated spaceship for this route.

The journey is quite safe.

Having Xu Shaopeng escort is just a nice-sounding way of putting it.

In fact, it was just a way to have him come and share in the profits.

This round of gambling was a huge win, and Xu Shaopeng contributed a lot.

Shen Xuan’s style has always been about winning together, never shortchanging friends who contributed.

"Junior Sister Qin, inform Master Gu Feng about Junior Sister Gu’s gambling matter."

"This matter might end up causing a stir with Master Gu Feng."

All three major gambling houses are backed by Sect Masters.

Though they manage to win the stakes from other contestants,

paying out such a large sum to Shen Xuan and others will certainly incur some loss.

It’s like working hard only to make wedding clothes for Shen Xuan and others.

The three major gambling houses, pressed by their reputation, might pay out huge fortunes on the spot, but there will still be some aftermath.

After Junior Sister of Little Gu Feng left.

Shen Xuan glanced at Liu Bingyu, who was looking curiously at his side.

He chuckled.

"Junior Sister Liu, let’s go back."

"Tomorrow, I have to face off against Yan Haoran!"

...

On the following morning.

When Shen Xuan and Liu Bingyu arrived at the square,

the Sect disciples were already there waiting for a long time.

Yesterday, the top ten pre-selected candidates were gradually announced.

What remained was the ranking dispute.

The highlight was the battle between Shen Xuan and Yan Haoran.

The winner becomes the champion, the loser the runner-up.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the unhurriedly arriving Shen Xuan.

Qin Yuehan came face to face.

"Senior Brother, victory on first try!"

"It must be!"

Shen Xuan smiled and nodded.

When his name was called on stage.

Shen Xuan leaped up, directly flying to the Demonstration Platform.

On the opposite side, Yan Haoran walked over expressionlessly.

"Cold Jade Peak, Shen Xuan."

"Spirit Sword Peak, Yan Haoran."

"Please!"

"Please!"

After they exchanged courtesies, they immediately began the fight.

This time, Yan Haoran seemed to have received guidance from a master and went on the offensive right from the start.

The spiritual power in his body surged furiously.

A large and a small Dark Gold Flying Sword roared towards Shen Xuan.

A gleam flashed in Shen Xuan’s eyes.

The Ice Soul Divine Sword was brought forth in front of him.

In an instant, several Dark Ice Fishes leapt out, forming layers of Cyan Ice Walls in front of him.

In the next moment.

The Dark Gold Greatsword, with unstoppable momentum, emitted urgent sword cries as it struck fiercely, breaking through one Cyan Ice Wall after another.

The Dark Gold Small Sword, meanwhile, concealed itself, seeking opportunities to attack stealthily.

On the spot.

Shen Xuan stood motionless.

Watching Yan Haoran furiously wield his sword with great interest.

He held a respect for Sword Cultivators.

Letting them fully display their skills.

Shen Xuan very much wanted to see.

The ultimate power of Yan Haoran’s heavy sword.

Each Cyan Ice Wall could only withstand two or three breaths under the furious slashes of the Dark Gold Greatsword.

But it was enough.

The shattered Cyan Spirit Wall transformed into a Cyan light, flying back to the Ice Soul Divine Sword.

Meanwhile, the Dark Ice Fish continued to leap out, more and more, seemingly endless.

Yan Haoran’s face showed a trace of despair.

He broke over twenty Cyan Spirit Walls in a single breath,

yet there were over a hundred Dark Ice Fishes still swimming in front of Shen Xuan.

Yan Haoran stopped his attack.

He took a few steps back.

Shielded by the Dark Gold Greatsword in front of him.

Apparently, he had realized that no matter how fierce his sword momentum was, it could not harm Shen Xuan himself.

"Had enough?"

"Now it’s my turn to attack!"

Shen Xuan said with a smile.

He took a deep breath.

"Condense!"

Over a hundred Dark Ice Fishes rapidly gathered together.

A roar filled with violent energy reverberated through the Demonstration Platform.

The Ice Soul Divine Sword transformed into a ten-feet-long transparent Cold Ice Divine Dragon, the dragon eyes flashing with a chillingly deep killing intent, with layers of mysterious Dao Intent floating above its surface, exuding a chilling cold that freezes everything.

The temperature plummeted.

In just a few breaths.

The entire Demonstration Platform became an ice and snow domain.

Yan Haoran looked in shock at the Cold Ice Divine Dragon transformed from the Ice Soul Divine Sword.

At this moment, he clearly felt the terrifying Dao Intent in the gaze of the Cold Ice Divine Dragon, making his heart pound wildly.

As if it could destroy him into pieces at any moment.

The True Masters watching the battle from the seats of honor all focused their attention.

Then looked towards Master Cold Jade.

With envy written on their faces.

Evidently, the Cold Ice Divine Dragon formed by Shen Xuan’s ice technique was exceptionally powerful, faintly touching a thread of Divine Dao Intent.

In fact, after refining the Frost Snow Flood Dragon, Shen Xuan’s True Ice Heart Technique achieved Mastery, reaching a new level of comprehension in ice techniques.

At this moment, the Cold Ice Divine Dragon transformed from the Ice Soul Divine Sword already had some semblance of spirit.

Though it was not as good as a real Cold Ice Divine Dragon,

compared to a Tier Two Top Grade Frost Snow Flood Dragon, there wasn’t much difference.

Equivalent to the full-force strike of someone in the Foundation Establishment Perfection of ice techniques.

The transparent-bodied Cold Ice Divine Dragon, as if alive, bared its fangs and claws, vividly animated.

Shen Xuan gazed at Yan Haoran, who was tensely on the defensive opposite him.

Gently smiling.

"Go!"

Under Shen Xuan’s command, the Cold Ice Divine Dragon, exuding a piercing cold, shot towards Yan Haoran.