Martial Master

In an instant, buzzing sounds filled the air as over ninety sword paths simultaneously illuminated.

It was incredibly spectacular; typically, one would draw sword paths one by one, but now over ninety sword paths were shining at the same time, sending chills down people's spines.

This scene left everyone wide-eyed, the entire venue fell silent, and one could hear a pin drop.

Ninety-one, ninety-two, ninety-three, ninety-four!

Moreover, after the ninety sword paths lit up, a series of silver sword paths followed suit, without any pause at all.

My heavens, could it be another extraordinary genius?

The crowd was stunned, each person unable to believe their eyes. What was going on with this generation's demonic sword inheritance? Where did so many geniuses come from? Especially this effeminate young man, who looked to be just in his early twenties, could activate the silver sword paths so quickly—was he cheating?

Ninety-five, ninety-seven, ninety-nine!

One hundred!

Boom!

One hundred sword paths lit up simultaneously, an infinite sword aura crisscrossing heaven and earth, emanating an aura that no one dared to look up at. It turned out there was a third person who activated one hundred sword paths.

“Hmm?”

“How interesting. My sword intent has been pushed to the limit, yet I can only activate one hundred sword paths. This last one represents the supreme sword path, embodying the imperial-level sword intent, and I can't activate it?”

The young man in white furrowed his brows and smiled faintly. His eyes sparkled with determination, clearly showing that he had no intention of giving up, as the sword intent within him continued to release recklessly.

Buzzing sounds!

One hundred sword paths flickered continuously, attempting to draw upon the last supreme sword path.

At this moment, everyone was even more shocked. One hundred sword paths flickered simultaneously, and this young man in white was still not giving up, which meant… he still wanted to activate the supreme sword path.

Within the body of the young man in white, radiant colors surged, and suddenly, a phantom of a sword-like bloodline spread out from above his head, resembling a king of swords, with an aura that made all the swords on the swordsmen tremble.

“Is this… the power of bloodline?”

“This person actually possesses a sword-like bloodline?”

“Look at this sword aura; could it be the legendary Heavenly Sword Bloodline?”

The crowd was in turmoil, unable to remain calm, nearly going mad.

It is said that in this world, there exists a Heavenly Sword Bloodline, and martial artists who possess this bloodline are naturally suited for cultivating sword techniques.

For a set of sword techniques, with the same talent and qualifications, while others might take a day to master, those with the Heavenly Sword Bloodline often only require half a day, or even less, to succeed.

Not to mention, those who possess the Heavenly Sword Bloodline have an understanding of sword intent that surpasses ordinary swordsmen. Regular swordsmen must toil hard to grasp sword intent, with the quickest, like Wang Qiming and You Qianxue, only able to comprehend sword intent at Earth Level.

The slowest often take until the fifth-level Wuzong or even the sixth-level Wu Zun to master sword intent.

However, those with the Heavenly Sword Bloodline don’t need any of that; they are born swordsmen, and the moment their bloodline is activated, they can autonomously comprehend sword intent.

In other words, any swordsman with the Heavenly Sword Bloodline, even when they are still at Human Level, already possesses the sword intent that other martial artists dream of. What does this mean?

They are born swordsmen; any sword technique is simple for them to master.

It is destined that they will become kings among swordsmen.

However, the Heavenly Sword Bloodline has always been just a rumor, never seen by anyone, and now, this young man in white actually possesses a sword-like bloodline—how could people not be shocked?

In the midst of everyone’s astonishment.