Primordial Star Scripture

Torrential Rain Sword Skills?

That's one of the most powerful mid-tier Yellow-ranked martial skills in the Qingyun Sect's Martial Skill Pavilion!

Even among the official disciples, this set of skills is known for its fierce attack power and extreme difficulty in mastering, and its reputation is no less than that of the high-tier Yellow-ranked martial skills.

Countless Qingyun Sect official disciples are rarely able to successfully cultivate this sword technique, and yet this young man in front of me has cultivated the Torrential Rain Sword Skills?

And he has succeeded?

Within the circle, upon hearing the tall girl's exclamation, all eyes gathered on the figure of the young man holding the fine steel sword in the center of the arena, filled with disbelief.

"No wonder he dared to challenge Zhou Mo with the status of a nominal disciple."

"Such a strong swordsmanship comprehension, even the official disciples rarely have it. It's just unknown which move he has cultivated the Torrential Rain Sword Skills to."

"To fully comprehend the first move is already a rare feat, and if someone can understand the second, that would be even more unbelievable! Having him as our teammate would be more than enough!"

The tall girl's beautiful eyes shone brightly as she gazed at Ye Chen, her eyes filled with expectation.

She was eagerly anticipating that this marvelous young man would shock her once again.

...

"Torrential Rain Sword Skills, huh?"

Zhou Mo, who had stopped his rapid retreat, caught the exclamations around him and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

As a martial artist who specialized in sword skills, he naturally had heard of the Torrential Rain Sword Skills. In fact, it was because of how notoriously difficult it was to master that he ultimately chose the Fierce Light Sword Skills.

"Indeed, the first move of the Torrential Rain Sword Skills can reach One Sword Seven Cuts."

"For you, as a nominal disciple, to comprehend it to this extent is truly eye-opening."

"But, do you think that's the limit of what I can do? One Sword Seven Cuts is nowhere near enough to stop me!"

As Zhou Mo spoke, he pointed his sword downward, shaking his body slightly, and his raging true qi burst forth like a cyan flame, enveloping his entire body and the sword in his hand. In the next moment, like a gust of wind, he shot towards Ye Chen.

Fierce Light Sword Skills, light pierces explosively!

Hiss!

The treasure sword, surrounded by the cyan true qi, stabbed at Ye Chen instantly and, in the final moment, split into eight blinding sword lights, bursting forth!

One Sword Splitting into Eight Lights—Zhou Mo's move was one level higher than Ye Chen's previous One Sword Seven Cuts.

"A contest of whose sword is faster, then?"

"Let's see what true speed in swordsmanship is!"

As another of Zhou Mo's sword moves struck in front of Ye Chen, the calm Ye Chen in everyone's eyes suddenly underwent a change.

His long hair flew without wind, and the true qi within his body surged out like cyan sword light, filling his entire body. Although this true qi was not as violent as Zhou Mo's, it carried a uniquely sharp and unparalleled aura of a swordsman.

The next moment, Ye Chen's sword burst forth with a torrential downpour of sword light, meeting Zhou Mo's sword move.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang!

There was an even faster and more intense sound of clashing swords than before, echoing through the entire venue.

The onlookers could no longer see the figures of Ye Chen and Zhou Mo, only Zhou Mo, who unleashed an extremely fierce offensive, turning into afterimages as he continuously struck at Ye Chen.

And Ye Chen, under this wild onslaught, didn't retreat in the slightest. He transformed into figures of afterimages as well, clashing with Zhou Mo.

The two were competing in speed!

"Zhou Mo has fully unleashed his power!"

"Previously, he had never launched such an offensive, but now, he's not holding anything back."

"Even more terrifying is that this challenging nominal disciple can actually block every move without being defeated!"

Outside the arena, the spectators stirred in astonishment. Zhou Mo's constantly escalating attacks shocked them, but what was even more startling was that Ye Chen, whom they previously had not regarded highly, was able to match him without falling behind.

"One Sword Eight Cuts, One Sword Nine Cuts, even reaching One Sword Ten Cuts, Zhou Mo has pushed the Fierce Light Sword Skills to the limit."

"But he, he can still block them!"

"Sword Follows the Heart, this is the realm only achieved by Sword Follows the Heart! No matter how the sword techniques come at you, where the heart moves, the sword moves, thousands of sword techniques, all can be blocked!"

"He's actually reached the 'Sword Follows the Heart' level of swordsmanship! He has actually comprehended the second form of the Torrential Rain Sword Skills!"

The tall girl watched the figure of Ye Chen in the arena with amazement and shock in her eyes. The rapid exchanges between Ye Chen and Zhou Mo had already surpassed ten moves, earning Ye Chen the sufficient qualification to join her team.

Finding a teammate who has comprehended the 'Sword Follows the Heart' level of swordsmanship was an unexpected delight for the girl!

"How can he be so strong?"

Zhou Mo, increasingly astounded as the battle progressed, had never anticipated that he could unleash the Fierce Light Sword Skills to their peak level and yet the nominal disciple before him could still ward them off.

Ten moves had passed, well beyond the ten-move limit, and he had still not defeated his opponent, but his pride would not allow him to stop. He did not want to admit that he could not win against the other party.

It was no longer a matter of choosing a teammate now; it was about upholding his pride!

"Could it be, that I have to use that move?"

A thought flashed through Zhou Mo's mind, and quickly it occupied his entire thoughts.

Boom!

Following that, Zhou Mo in the middle of the battle suddenly retreated sharply backward, exiting the fight.

Seeing Zhou Mo withdraw from the battle, Ye Chen also stopped, sheathing his sword.

"Is it over?"

The spectators, witnessing Zhou Mo's action, all had this thought.

The tall girl, upon seeing this, also smiled and walked towards Ye Chen.

However, at that moment, Zhou Mo, fixating his gaze on Ye Chen, spoke out, "You, do you dare to take my final move?"

Still fighting?

Hearing Zhou Mo's words, there was a stir among the watching crowd.

It was just a selection of teammates, yet Zhou Mo seemed to have lost his temper.

But after thinking about it, they could somewhat understand. Zhou Mo, a Level 5 Qi martial artist and official disciple, not being able to overpower a nominal disciple was indeed somewhat embarrassing.

Seeing this, the tall girl's brows furrowed, "Alright, Zhou Mo, it's already over ten moves, he has the qualifications to be our teammate."

"My name is Lin Jing, welcome to my team."

The tall girl gave Ye Chen a gracious smile as she introduced herself.

"I acknowledge that he can be my teammate, but Jing, I still want to challenge him, it's a matter of my dignity!" Zhou Mo, regardless of Lin Jing's attempt to stop him, kept his eyes firmly on Ye Chen, "You, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

"Zhou Mo, you..." Lin Jing's expression darkened, as she was about to speak again, Ye Chen smiled at her and shook his head, stopping her.

Ye Chen looked at Zhou Mo, "Why not! I didn't call a halt even after surpassing ten moves, did I?"

The second form of Torrential Rain Sword Skills, Torrential Rain Splashing, Ye Chen had not used his full strength.

He and Zhou Mo were competing with fast swords, always feeling the differences and similarities between the Fierce Light Sword Skills and Torrential Rain Sword Skills, paying no mind to winning or losing.

If Zhou Mo wanted to decide on a winner, then let's go again!

"Good, good!"

Seeing that Ye Chen had agreed, a flash of joy crossed Zhou Mo's face, which then returned to calm, "I will only use one more move. If you can block this one move, I will admit that you are stronger than me!"

One move?

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze sharp as a sword's edge, "Make your move!"