Then, Wang Hao appeared in the arena and slapped Gu Xuan.
Gu Xuan slashed out with his saber.
The peerless saber light reappeared.
Unfortunately, this time, there was no scene of killing the opponent in one strike.
Wang Hao's hand glowed with a faint red light and blocked Gu Xuan's attack.
"Mystic Grade Saber Technique! No wonder…"
Wang Hao couldn't help but sigh.
Gu Xuan narrowed his eyes and noticed that Wang Hao was wearing a pair of dark red gloves that were glowing.
"Again!"
Gu Xuan slashed out again.
The saber light left a deep mark on the stage.
However, Wang Hao crushed the blade light with one hand.
"Is this Xiantian tenth stage?"
Gu Xuan took a deep breath.
Wang Hao's cultivation was three realms higher than his, and his inner strength was several times stronger.
Moreover, the level of the palm technique that the other party practiced and his attainments in palm techniques were clearly not low.
The Absolute Saber's advantage in terms of cultivation technique was infinitely wiped out.
"Then try my punch!"
Gu Xuan switched to a fist and punched Wang Hao.
A distorted air wave appeared once again, and a force of 100,000 Jin exploded.
Wang Hao's expression changed slightly, but he didn't dodge. Instead, he attacked with his palm.
"Boom!"
A loud explosion sounded from the stage. Gu Xuan didn't take a step back, but Wang Hao took more than ten steps back.
"What brute force!"
Wang Hao looked at Gu Xuan in surprise and said,""I'm not your match in a fight of the same level. But now…"
Wang Hao's expression suddenly became indifferent.
"Flaming Sun Hand!"
The next moment, a strange throbbing came from Wang Hao's body.
It was similar to the scene when Han Wu used his strongest move, but it was more shocking and intense.
In an instant, the crowd saw a sun slowly rise behind Wang Hao.
The scorching heat even made many people who were closer to the arena sweat.
"Flaming Sun Palm Intent. This is the true martial art concept…"
Below the stage, Han Wu looked excited and fanatical like Wang Hao's loyal fan.
" You should be proud that you were defeated by Senior Brother Wang Hao's Flaming Sun Palm Intent…"
On the Wei Clan's side, the group of people also revealed expressions of shock.
"As expected, as expected…"
Gao Lan murmured," To be able to rank in the top five of the inner sect of Chiyang Valley and kill White Demon Duan Fei, who was also at Xiantian tenth stage, Wang Hao has indeed comprehended the concept of martial arts."
"His palm intent is more than ten times stronger than the embryonic form of saber intent that Han Wu displayed previously. I'm afraid he has already comprehended more than half of it…"
Wei Yang, Wei Can, and Li Cong were shocked beyond words.
There was only one thought in his mind: Is this the difference between us and the true geniuses of the sects?
Few people in the same realm as Wang Hao could withstand such power, let alone those with lower cultivation.
Even the Patriarchs of the three families were shocked.
"What a good Flaming Sun Hand. The younger generation is truly formidable!”
Wang Hao's palm created a sun phenomenon, and a scorching heat wave swept across the area.
Gu Xuan, who was standing alone in the corner, was like a wild grass that was enduring the scorching sun. He was in danger.
"There's nothing to see. Wang Hao's palm is the final verdict!”
"If I were this young man, the most correct thing to do now would be to abandon my saber and admit defeat.”
"Not to mention Xiantian seventh stage, even Xiantian tenth stage wouldn't be able to block it!”
"He's already impressive enough. To be able to fight against the Flaming Sun Hand to such an extent with a cultivation base three realms lower, he can be considered a young genius!”
Just as everyone was certain that the outcome was decided and Gu Xuan was about to lose.
A deep sense of despair suddenly rose in the hearts of many people.
It was as if he had suddenly fallen into a deep darkness.
There was no way out and no hope. There was only a deep despair that seeped into his bones and soul.
They had been burning with heat because of Wang Hao's Flaming Sun Palm, but now they felt cold.
That feeling was like being suddenly drenched in a basin of ice water in the middle of summer, and he couldn't help but shiver.
"Look!" someone shouted.
Only then did everyone realize that on the arena.
The tall and handsome young man was holding a knife with both hands. Wisps of black fog pervaded from his body, and his eyes turned pitch-black. It was extremely strange.
Despair was growing crazily!
"This is…"
Someone widened his eyes and gasped in disbelief,"Saber Intent!"
"Boom!"
Gu Xuan had already slashed out with his saber.
Hate, hate, hate!
He hated the injustice of the heavens!
The Despair Saber Move had twenty percent saber intent!
The black blade cut Wang Hao's Flaming Palm Intent apart.
Saber Slash Great Sun!
The heat wave on the stage was swept away by the saber light, and the black saber Qi pushed forward like a destructive force.
"Kacha! Kacha!"
The huge dueling stage was almost split into two halves by this blade.
Wang Hao wasn't shocked by the power of the attack.
When he came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a chill on his skin.
He looked up and saw a long blade as sharp as autumn water hovering above his head, ready to split him into two at any time.
In front of him was Gu Xuan, who was shrouded in despair.
Wang Hao was terrified when he met those dark and cold eyes. He shivered and said bitterly,""I lost."
At this moment.
There was dead silence on and off the stage.
Countless people stared blankly, motionless, as if they had all been immobilized.
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