Urban Super Medical Sage
Chapter 585 - 579: I Said (6 Updates)

Chapter 585: Chapter 579: I Said (6 Updates)

In a flash.

Suddenly.

Qiao Jian made his move!

And with that move, he shocked the entire crowd.

Before their eyes, Qiao Jian’s hand suddenly held a longsword.

The longsword was two meters in length, two inches in width, had double edges, and was completely black with silver-black sword blades. The sword also featured formation holes on its body.

From its aura, the sword was clearly a superior divine artifact, yet, it was evidently fortified with a formation.

This sword was far from ordinary!!!

Originally, Qiao Jian’s companion sword was the Soul-Cutting Sword, which had even become his signature weapon.

Unexpectedly...

Today it had changed.

Once Qiao Jian drew his sword, the Martial Training Ground went from silent in the prior second to a complete uproar:

"Is that the Silver-Black Greatsword of the Ju Xuan Sect?"

"Isn’t that the sect master’s personal weapon? It’s also one of the most famous divine swords in the Yi State Domain!"

"What a grand gesture! No wonder he’s abandoned the Soul-Cutting Sword for this one!"

"Just this Silver-Black Greatsword can give Qiao Jian a significant advantage, not to mention that he is already a swordsmanship prodigy. Su Chen is in danger!"

......

Even Li Qiu Dao and Si Ming, standing at the edge of the Martial Battle Platform, flashed looks of subtle shock in their eyes.

"To die under the Silver-Black Greatsword is indeed an honor for you in this lifetime!" Then, Qiao Jian lifted the Silver-Black Greatsword and spoke deliberately with a pause between each word.

At the same moment.

A sword also appeared in Su Chen’s hand.

It looked like an ordinary black heavy sword.

Ungraded.

Not particularly exquisite.

And without the enhancement of formations or runes.

That sword was naturally the Heavy Divine Sword.

With the Heavy Divine Sword in hand, Su Chen stood it vertically in front of himself, its tip touching the ground, and his hand gripping the handle.

"Sword sweeping across the Eight Desolations!" Moments later, Qiao Jian moved. With that movement, his form surged forward, crushing the air beneath him, his feet stomping on the Martial Battle Platform’s surface, rushing torrentially towards Su Chen.

Suddenly, on the specially constructed Martial Battle Platform, clear footprints appeared with each step Qiao Jian took.

What was even more terrifying was that as Qiao Jian surged towards Su Chen, his form began to ripple with a clear, gigantic sword shadow.

It was as if Qiao Jian himself had become a sword, uniting as one with the Silver-Black Greatsword in his hand.

The rolling, clashing Sword Intent took the shape of a Sword Spirit and rose to the heavens.

Above, a sword-shaped trail tore through the endless sky, piercing all the air and clouds as if to thrust directly into the Nine Heavens.

"Whoooosh..."

With Qiao Jian’s steps, the atmosphere in the Great Cang Martial Training Ground became so saturated with Sword Intent it was almost liquid, fluttering and spreading like endless sword rain.

Among the tens of millions of martial cultivator spectators, at least half had their sword-shaped weapons buzzing in response— a sign of deference, respect, fear, and awe.

So powerful!

Qiao Jian was incredibly powerful!

Indescribably powerful!

In everyone’s eyes, there was only the sword, and their hearts seemed to stop beating, as if they were about to be torn apart by the Sword Intent.

They stared at Qiao Jian, as if they had already seen the scene where Su Chen disintegrated into ashes.

In the Jade Stone Seating Area, Qiao Shouting pridefully lifted his head. His son was the center of attention on the Martial Battle Platform.

"Sect Master, after ten thousand years, my Ju Xuan Sect has finally witnessed another prodigy comparable to our Old Ancestors. Our Ju Xuan Sect can shine for another hundred thousand years!"

Next to Qiao Shouting, Chu Hongding, the Great Elder of the Ju Xuan Sect, trembled with excitement, speaking fervently.

"Hahaha..." Qiao Shouting burst into uncontrollable laughter, filled with unspeakable elation.

At the same time.

The faces of Qin Li and Qin Zhengzhong turned pale.

There was endless fear and worry.

Jun Luoying also frowned subtly.

Wei Wuqiu, hidden among the crowd, had a cruel smile plastered on his face.

Far away at the Holy Spirit Academy.

Beneath the giant Black Xuan Stone screen.

They were faces filled with trembling terror.

Every Martial Cultivator felt a chill in their hearts, trembling uncontrollably.

They were frightened!

Utterly and thoroughly frightened!

Even through the Black Xuan Stone big screen, they could wholly feel the power of Qiao Jian!

It was a sort of power that tended towards being invincible among the younger generation.

Suddenly, the expressions of Chen Jianqiong and Chu Hongding turned grim; exchanging glances, they could see the suppression and worry in each other’s eyes.

Especially at this moment, with Su Chen standing there, a sword erected by his side, not moving an inch, as if he were completely unaware of everything.

What on earth is Su Chen going to do?!

Yes!

What on earth is Su Chen planning to do?

That was the question everyone watching wanted to ask. Why isn’t he moving? Has he lost his soul?

And look, that Silver-Black Greatsword is right in front of him now!

Qiao Jian’s sword was aimed to cleave horizontally towards Su Chen’s chest.

Even though there was a black Heavy Sword in front of Su Chen, in his view, it didn’t make any difference; to the Silver-Black Greatsword, that Heavy Sword was no more than a sheet of paper.

In an instant.

It really came.

The Silver-Black Greatsword was only a foot away from Su Chen.

Why isn’t Su Chen moving yet? Chu Hongding, Chen Jianqiong, Lan Su, Gu Qiushui, and others like Qin Li, Qin Zhengzhong, all cried out in alarm.

It was in that second.

"Ding!!!"

The crisp sound, like billions of metal needles, reverberated around in all directions.

In that very instant, almost every Martial Cultivator in the Great Cang Martial Training Ground experienced a temporary ringing in their ears.

And what met their eyes.

On the Martial Battle Platform.

Su Chen, unmoving as a statue.

He was still gripping the Heavy Divine Sword, which stood erected in front of him.

Looking back at Qiao Jian, he was furiously sent flying backward, his Silver-Black Greatsword broken in half...

Qiao Jian’s arm that was holding the Silver-Black Greatsword was a ghastly sight, bleeding profusely, bone visible amidst the cold shine, a pitiful and gruesome sight too grievous to behold.

How did the Silver-Black Greatsword break?

It was shattered by impact.

Don’t think that just because Su Chen was standing there motionless, there was nothing special; in front of him was the Heavy Divine Sword!!!

With the Power of Ten Thousand Dragons imbued in the Heavy Divine Sword that stood there, how could the mere thousand-pound weight of the Silver-Black Greatsword compare? The difference in mass between them was more than a billionfold?

Such an ultimate disparity in mass was like a kitchen knife colliding with full force against a mountain.

The kitchen knife, indeed sharp and made of hard material, but can it chop through a mountain?

Moreover, as Su Chen erected that Heavy Divine Sword, he also poured into it a full twenty-five thousand Dragon’s Force, didn’t he?

After one breath.

Finally, Qiao Jian stopped retreating.

He stood on the edge of the Martial Battle Platform, nearly falling off, as blood poured out of his mouth in great gouts, the ground beneath him soaked in crimson.

He was shaking violently, quivering.

He stared at Su Chen as if he were looking at the Eternal Heavenly Demon, as if seeing the Slaughter Yanwang, as if seeing the Unmatched Heavenly Monarch.

His mind was filled with ultimate shock and ultimate fear!!!

The Silver-Black Greatsword was broken just like that!

Even more so, Su Chen hadn’t even made a move, just standing there, letting him strike, and yet it was the Silver-Black Greatsword that broke.

Such an ultimate turn of events, indescribable by language, unimaginable by thought.

Around the Martial Battle Platform.

Tens of millions of people, in the same instant, turned into statues, stone figures.

No breathing, no heartbeat, no blinking of eyes, no turning of thoughts...

No one could accept the scene before their eyes.

In the utter silence, Su Chen looked towards Qiao Jian, "I said, use your strongest technique!"

As he spoke, Su Chen also calmly glanced over at Li Qiu Dao and Si Ming, who were still stunned in place, "I said, you two should also take action together!"

[The excitement continues tomorrow, desperately seeking recommendation tickets ah]