【The Divine Eagle Empire】(Unabridged Volume 3, Chapter 28)

Chapter 28 A Shocking Strike

The Xiao sisters, smiling sweetly, nestled close to Wu Tianjiao, drawing all eyes to the room. Many glared at him with

jealousy and murderous intent. Some noblemen wondered why Wu Tianjiao

, a mere illegitimate son of the Wu family, could win the hearts of such celestial beauties as the Xiao sisters. The pretty Xiao Qionghua

was a given, and the gentle and beautiful Xiao Yunhua was renowned throughout the land; even figures like Wu Tianlong and the Azure Dragon Prince

were willing to fall at her feet. Yet she willingly married Wu Tianjiao, who was more than ten years her junior. It was truly outrageous!

It seemed beauties often preferred handsome young men! Many sighed inwardly, envying Wu Tianjiao's

good looks.

Xiao Yunhua looked at Tang Aoran waiting in the arena and asked with slight worry, "Tianjiao, that Tang Aoran

is a top-tier martial arts master, renowned for a long time. If something happens to you in your duel, what will we do?

We don't want anything to happen to you..." She trailed off, but her expressive eyes

revealed her meaning.

"Don't worry, Sister Yunhua!"

Wu Tianjiao said resolutely, "Since I dared to sign a life-or-death pledge, I'm confident of victory! I would never

joke with my life, so you don't need to worry about me!"

"Brother! That Tang Aoran is a disciple of the East Sea Divine Blade School!"

Wu Ling Shuang blurted out, "His most powerful martial art is the Seven Deadly Blades. When mastered, this sword technique is no less

powerful than our Wu family's Sixteen Heavenly Slaughter Blades! You must be careful!"

"Thank you for reminding me, Sister Ling Shuang!"

Wu Tianjiao said.

After chatting with the Xiao sisters and other women for a while, Wu Tianjiao approached Tie Yuhu and whispered, "

Sister Tie, what brings you here? How are things there?"

His question was incomprehensible to everyone else, but Tie Yuhu knew exactly what he was asking. She replied, "Madam

is here too!"

Turning to the right, she pointed to the stands not far away and said, "They're over there!"

Wu Tianjiao looked in the direction she was pointing and, sure enough, saw Madam

Yaoyu She was giving him a concerned look, but after a brief eye contact, she looked away without a word, pretending not to recognize him

.

Sighing inwardly, Wu Tianjiao exchanged a few more words with the women,

lightly kissed the Xiao sisters and Tie Yuhu on the cheek, and smiled, "Don't worry, sisters, I'll definitely win."

He nodded to the other women, and as they watched him leave the stands, he leaped into the arena

.

The instant Wu Tianjiao landed in the arena, his gaze turned icy cold, filled with a violent killing

intent.

These past few nights, Wu Tianjiao had successively received

the primordial yin essence of Li Suhua, the Empress Dowager, the Heavenly Spirit Mother, and Princess Zhuque. Coupled with his Dragon Elephant Divine Skill breaking through to the eighteenth level, there was a subtle fusion with the Heavenly Cauldron Divine Skill,

a harmonious .

Xiang'er's death had greatly stimulated him, deepening his resentment. He constantly felt a

urge to kill, especially after seeing Prince Fu, which intensified his chilling feeling and fueled

his desire to slaughter everything. However, he painstakingly restrained himself.

Tang Aoran's challenge provided Wu Tianjiao with the perfect opportunity to vent. His martial arts had recently leaped several levels,

progressing so rapidly that even he felt like he was in a dream, unable to believe it. He wanted to test the

limits easy to bully; if he didn't show his power, they wouldn't take him for a pushover!

Wu Tianjiao had made up his mind. To intimidate his enemies and frighten the纨绔贵人 (wan ku gui gui guo ren, a group of纨绔, spoiled nobles

), he resolved to use the ultimate move passed down to him by his master, Wuxinren: "Dominating the World. "

Wu Tianjiao had never used this move before, not even when

facing experts like the Heavenly Spirit Mother and the Nine Nether Evil King. Today, he could use it on Tang Aoran to test whether "Dominating the World" was truly

domineering and absolute.

When Wu Tianjiao reappeared in the center of the arena, the spectators in the surrounding stands erupted in cheers. "

Wu Tianjiao! Wu Tianjiao…" "Tang Aoran! Tang Aoran…" Forty or fifty thousand people shouted in unison, a truly earth-shattering, mountain-collapsing, tsunami-like roar. 　　Wu Tianjiao listened quietly to the deafening cheers and shouts. For some reason, he enjoyed this cheering , as if it were something he deserved. 　　After Wu Tianjiao entered the arena, Tang Aoran had been coldly staring at him, sneering, "Finished your sweet talk?" 　　Wu Tianjiao ignored him, standing three zhang away, his eyes slightly closed, head bowed, lost in thought, seemingly oblivious to Tang Aoran's question. 　　Seeing Wu Tianjiao's silence, Tang Aoran snorted coldly, about to utter a few sarcastic remarks, when Wu Tianjiao suddenly looked up at him. That one glance sent a chill down Tang Aoran's spine, his heart pounding wildly , his pupils contracting sharply. What a pair of eyes filled with such brutal killing intent! Being looked at by such eyes sent a chill down Tang Aoran's spine. 　　He challenged Wu Tianjiao partly on his master's orders, and partly because he was confident . However, in that instant, Tang Aoran suddenly realized that compared to the Wu Tianjiao he had seen at the Golden Eagle Tower, the current Wu Tianjiao possessed an even more imposing aura. Standing there, though short in stature, he was as imposing as a mountain, giving Tang Aoran an aura of invincibility! 　　"How is this possible? Could it be that in just a few days, his skill has reached another level?" 　　Tang Aoran was alarmed. He had been absolutely certain of killing Wu Tianjiao, but now he had no confidence in defeating him. But things had come to this, and he had signed a life-or-death agreement, so Tang Aoran had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept the challenge. 　　He snorted inwardly, forcibly calming his mind, and immediately exuded a stern aura. His right hand slowly drew the long sword hanging at his waist, the tip of the blade slowly pointing at Wu Tianjiao. His expression was cold, and under the influence of his aura, even some of the audience members at the very front felt a little breathless. 　　The sword in Tang Aoran's hand was also a treasured blade, three feet seven inches long, sharp and gleaming , with a dark red edge that exuded a menacing aura. How many heroes' blood had it drunk to earn the title of "Peerless Sword Under Heaven"? Wu Tianjiao's gaze fell upon the sword, sensing the chilling killing intent emanating from it, and he couldn't help but exclaim , "A fine sword!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Aoran smiled arrogantly, a hint of smugness in his expression. He said, "This blade has drunk

the blood of 321 martial arts masters. Today, you are the 322nd. To die under my absolute blade,

you have lived a worthwhile life!"

"That is truly an honor!"

Wu Tianjiao sneered, staring at the blade in his hand, and said calmly, "This blade is probably not nameless. Does it

have a name?"

"Jing Chi,"

Tang Aoran said, enunciating each word clearly.

"The sword is fine, and the name is fine too!"

Wu Tianjiao chuckled, then his tone shifted, "I just wonder how good your swordsmanship is? Does it

match the name 'Peerless Swordsman Under Heaven'? If it's just an empty title, then it's truly a disgrace to the name 'Peerless Swordsman Under Heaven'. If you

lose today, hmph! This name 'Peerless Swordsman Under Heaven' should be transferred to me, Wu Tianjiao!"

These words caused a stir among the spectators in the stands. Everyone thought that Wu Tianjiao not only

wanted to defeat Tang Aoran, but also to seize Tang Aoran's title of "Peerless Swordsman Under Heaven". If Tang Aoran

lost this battle, he would likely lose the title of "Peerless Swordsman Under Heaven".

Tang Aoran was furious. Killing someone was a simple matter of a nod, but the title of "Peerless Swordsman Under Heaven" was earned through

decades , defeating 321 martial arts masters. If Wu Tianjiao wanted to steal it, it

would be the greatest humiliation for him. He immediately shouted, "Take my strike!"

The word "strike" was uttered, and the blade shot out like an arrow, slashing towards Wu Tianjiao's chest.

A sharp echoed through the air, the fierce blade energy stirring up a gust of wind, ear-piercing and terrifying.

The sheer force of the attack was astonishing. Tang Aoran truly lived up to his title of "Peerless Blade Master."

Tang Aoran's blade was fast, but Wu Tianjiao was no slower. His figure blurred, using the "Shadow Shifting Technique," creating

an afterimage as he instantly shifted a foot to the right, avoiding Tang Aoran's probing strike.

Tang Aoran's strike missed, and he was slightly taken aback. Looking at Wu Tianjiao again, he didn't draw his blade, but simply stared at

him indifferently, his face expressionless, as if looking at a completely lifeless object, his aura growing

ever stronger.

Seeing Wu Tianjiao's actions, the spectators in the surrounding stands were all surprised and began to discuss among themselves. Tang Aoran

had already drawn his sword, but Wu Tianjiao hadn't. What was he up to? Was he going to let Tang Aoran have a few moves?

Sensing the powerful aura emanating from Wu Tianjiao, Tang Aoran felt a chill run down his spine. He stopped

attacking still, facing Wu Tianjiao.

After a while, Tang Aoran felt increasingly strange. He felt an invisible pressure spreading from Wu Tianjiao

, making it almost impossible for him to breathe, and an unknown chill rose from the soles of his feet.

Tang Aoran suddenly felt powerless, a feeling that frightened him. He

had never felt this way in all his years in the martial arts world, especially since Wu Tianjiao was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Being suppressed by a younger generation

made him even more uncomfortable.

Although the two hadn't actually fought, their combined aura had created a suffocating atmosphere in the arena.

After a long standoff, Tang Aoran sensed Wu Tianjiao's momentum reaching its peak and knew that continuing the stalemate would

be extremely disadvantageous. Finally, unable to contain himself, he roared and slashed at Wu

Tianjiao with his blade, wave after wave of energy surging towards him.

The spectators in the stands gasped in astonishment, never expecting Tang Aoran's swordsmanship to reach such a level. The Xiao sisters

and the Wu family women looked on with worry.

Clang! A dragon's roar echoed through the arena, and a dazzling blade of light flashed. Wu Tianjiao's

Dragon Soul Blade was drawn from its sheath like a meteor, slashing towards Tang Aoran, unleashing the ultimate move taught to him by his master, Wuxinren: Domination

of the World.

In an instant, the brilliant blade light blinded everyone. No one had ever seen such a fast, ruthless, and

domineering strike!

Tang Aoran felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, followed by a dizzying spin! Wu Tianjiao's seemingly simple sword technique left

Tang Aoran utterly defenseless and unable to dodge!

Tang Aoran suddenly understood; this was the true essence of swordsmanship, the ultimate technique!

In that instant of realization, amidst gasps from the crowd, Wu Tianjiao's Dragon Soul Sword, unsheathed for the first time,

pierced Tang Aoran's left shoulder, falling straight down in a flash.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. *Whoosh!* Wu Tianjiao had already sheathed his sword. The act of drawing and sheathing the sword was

instantaneous, a fluid and clean movement, as if he hadn't drawn his sword at all. His gaze swept around, then

he looked at the stunned Tang Aoran, smiling and saying, "Thank you for the concession!"

The words had barely left his lips when—*thud!* Tang Aoran's left arm fell to the ground, blood gushing from the wound like an arrow, a striking,

poignant, and tragically beautiful red.

The spectators in the stands were stunned. No one had expected that Wu Tianjiao would

defeat , severing his arm. This was terrifying!

Whether it was the Cao family, the Xiao family, or the Lu family, everyone was shocked by Wu Tianjiao's astonishing strike. Almost

everyone . The eldest prince, Prince Fu, was especially stunned. He never imagined

that Tang Aoran, on whom he had placed such high hopes, would be so easily defeated by Wu Tianjiao with a single strike. His chubby face turned ashen with horror,

and he couldn't help but stomp his foot, cursing, "Useless! Useless! What kind of peerless swordsman is he? He's utterly useless..." On the south side of the stands

, the Xiao Yunhua sisters, Tie Yuhu, and the Wu sisters embraced and wept. Their beloved had finally won.

Wu Hongshuang, in particular, was in tears. Her heart was completely devoted to Wu Tianjiao; she no longer had to worry about him

.

After a long while, the audience in the surrounding stands seemed to awaken from a dream. Men and women alike erupted in earth-

shaking cheers: "Golden Saber Prince Consort! Golden Saber Prince Consort..." "Peerless Saber! Peerless Saber..." Indeed! Wu

Tianjiao's astonishing sword strike truly deserved the title "Peerless Saber." Even a royal-level swordsman like Tang Aoran could

n't withstand a strike that was "unrivaled under heaven."

Wu Tianjiao raised his hands, spinning around to receive the cheers of the surrounding audience. In this moment, he stood at

the pinnacle of glory.

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