I will only use one sword strike.

Fang Chen's expression changed slightly. From the previous battles, it could be seen that Zhang Kuang had excellent aptitude and talent. He was also unwilling to bully the weak. Just now, in order to avoid causing trouble for himself, he deliberately shouted loudly and asked him to do his best... Since you are obsessed with the way of the sword, then I will help you!

Thinking of this, Fang Chen said seriously, "I will only use one sword strike. If you can block it, then I lose."

Zhang Kuang was slightly stunned. After seeing the seriousness on Fang Chen's face, he nodded heavily.

"This sword strike is called 'The Wind Rolls and Clouds Stretch'. It is the first sword in the Nine Swords of Wind and Cloud created by my master." Fang Chen slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand and said in a deep voice, "Watch carefully!"

Yun Feiyang once said that only when the sword intent reaches major consummation can the power of the Nine Swords of Wind and Cloud be truly exerted. But at this time, Fang Chen, with only the first-order peak Hunyuan sword intent, exerted this 'The Wind Rolls and Clouds Stretch' move no differently from Yun Feiyang after suppressing his realm!

As soon as this sword strike was made, Zhang Chunyang, who was sitting opposite the martial arts arena with his eyes slightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes wide. A flash of sharp light flashed in his eyes. After a long time, he returned to normal.

At this time, Zhang Kuang frowned tightly. There were strong winds everywhere between heaven and earth. The floating clouds in the sky suddenly turned into sharp swords. Under the blowing of the strong wind, there were more and more of them, getting denser and denser. It seemed that in this world, except for swords, there was nothing else.

Fang Chen put away his long sword and quietly looked at Zhang Kuang. If you can have some insights, this sword strike won't hurt you. If you can't understand it, then... leave it to fate!

At this time, everyone was quietly looking at the martial arts arena. Originally, when they heard Fang Chen say that he would only use one sword strike, everyone thought that Fang Chen was too arrogant. But now...

"Break it for me!" A sound like a thunderbolt on flat ground rang out. Immediately, a loud sword hum accompanied by a strong fighting intent spread out.

"This is... a breakthrough?"

"It doesn't seem like it. It's more like comprehending sword intent..."

"Sword intent? Oh my god! It really is sword intent! When did sword intent become so easy to comprehend!"

The audience instantly became like a boiling pot. Today's grand competition is really... so damn hurtful. What kind of monsters are these...

"Thank you for your help." Zhang Kuang opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and his face was full of sincerity. Then he said loudly, "I lost."

"Didn't you block it? Why did you lose?"

"Fang Chen's sword strike was to help him. Since he has comprehended it, he must admit defeat."

"No! Look carefully at Zhang Kuang's neck..."

Everyone looked over upon hearing this and were all shocked. There was a thin bloodstain at Zhang Kuang's throat. At this time, it was rather shocking. If that bloodstain were a little deeper, I'm afraid...

Looking at Zhang Kuang's frightened look, Fang Chen chuckled softly and said, "Congratulations."

"Uh... I still have to thank you." Zhang Kuang scratched his head embarrassedly and said.

After coming on stage to offer congratulations, Li Lanfeng said loudly, "In this grand competition, Fang Chen is in first place, Lian Rongsheng is in second place, and Yun Qianqian is in third place. Do you two have any objections?" After saying that, Li Lanfeng looked at Lian Rongsheng and Yun Qianqian respectively.

Seeing the two shake their heads, Li Lanfeng saluted Zhang Chunyang. After seeing Zhang Chunyang nod, he said loudly, "Fang Chen, who is in first place in this grand competition, will receive an additional reward of a Soul Suppressing Stone!"

Taking the jade box handed over by Li Lanfeng, Fang Chen opened it and saw a thumb-sized, completely round and jet-black Soul Suppressing Stone exuding an inexplicable soft aura.

"There is still one hour before the Sword Tomb will open. You should seize the time to adjust your breathing and heal your wounds." After Li Lanfeng finished speaking, he jumped off the martial arts arena and walked towards the back mountain with Zhang Chunyang and the others.

"We should quickly adjust our breathing and try to restore to our peak state before the Sword Tomb opens." Looking at Yun Qianqian and Lian Rongsheng who came up and wanted to say something, Fang Chen said softly.

"Um, okay." Yun Qianqian originally wanted to thank Fang Chen. But she also understood that time was urgent. After nodding in agreement, she sat cross-legged and began to adjust her breathing.

After Fang Chen and Lian Rongsheng exchanged glances, they also sat cross-legged and began to adjust their breathing.

"Oh, it's so worrying!"