Martial Master

Yōu Qianxue looked at Qin Chen in surprise; at this moment, Qin Chen gave her an extremely strong shock.

That domineering statement, the cold gaze, and the stark contrast with the person he was during the Blood Spirit Pool and the Yao Ancestor Mountain made Yōu Qianxue unable to help but wonder, which one was the real him, and what kind of person was he?

Just as Yōu Qianxue was about to respond, footsteps suddenly came from the second floor, and a cold voice rang out: "I, Wang Qiming, will fight you."

Yōu Qianxue smiled lightly: "It seems we don't need to take action ourselves."

Wang Qiming?

Qin Chen looked up in astonishment, and saw a young man with a battle knife hanging at his waist walking down from the second floor. Who else could it be but Wang Qiming?

After not seeing him for many days, Wang Qiming's cultivation had actually broken through to the late stage of Heaven Level. He had a resolute face and eyes like a battle knife. As soon as he arrived, he coldly stared at several people from the Dawei Dynasty, as if in his eyes, there was nothing else but these few people.

That sharpness made everyone change color.

"If I remember correctly, this person should be from your Da Qi Kingdom, right?" Yōu Qianxue glanced at Qin Chen and smiled.

Qin Chen nodded.

Wang Qiming was one of the few people he had high hopes for in Da Qi Kingdom. At a young age, he was able to comprehend the meaning of the sword, and his understanding of swordsmanship was top-notch wherever he went.

"Who are you?" The blonde youth, Wu Yao, sneered.

"Wang Qiming from Da Qi Kingdom."

Wang Qiming had just arrived at Tingfeng Pavilion and heard the commotion from the third floor, especially Wu Yao's arrogant words, how could he hold back?

"Hehe, it seems you are also unconvinced. Another swordsman, huh? In these five western countries, what real swordsman can emerge? Just a group of children playing with big swords." Wu Yao looked disdainfully, his demeanor arrogant.

In terms of age, Wang Qiming was three or four years younger than Zhao Cheng, making him even less worthy of Wu Yao's attention.

Wang Qiming's expression remained unchanged as he coldly said, "Anyone can talk big. If you have the guts, fight me."

"Hmph, it seems I was too merciful just now. You're looking for death yourself; don't blame me." Wu Yao coldly snorted and looked around: "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me? Come at me all at once, so I don't have to deal with each of you one by one later."

After his battle with Zhao Cheng, Wu Yao became even more confident, his attitude wild, looking down on everyone present.

If he could single-handedly defeat many geniuses from the five countries, his fame in the Dawei Dynasty would certainly soar.

The crowd in the hall was furious, gripping their weapons tightly, but no one stepped forward. Not to mention that they were no match for Wu Yao; even if they could win, it wouldn't be glorious to have so many against one.

"You think too much; one of me is enough to deal with you." Wang Qiming's demeanor was always calm, like a rock standing tall through the ages.

He could see that Wu Yao was no ordinary genius. The aura on him was like the sun shining in the sky, carrying a strong intent to invade, but he was not a simple character either. After the initial trial of the five countries’ competition, he had focused on intense training, advancing his cultivation from the peak of early Heaven Level to late Heaven Level, enduring difficulties that ordinary people could not comprehend.

Moreover, as a swordsman, what he needed was a heart that would not yield. Not to mention facing a young genius from the Dawei Dynasty, even when facing the top experts of the Dawei Dynasty, he would not show the slightest sign of weakness or retreat.

"Take this!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Qiming's battle knife suddenly unsheathed.

Clang!

A chilling wind seemed to sweep through the hall, causing everyone to shrink back. Immediately after, a dazzling blade light appeared in their sight, shining like a flash of lightning, appearing in front of Wu Yao, and swiftly slashing down.