Soul Power?
Everyone felt the power emanating from Wei Chen; it was indeed his damn Soul Power!
Wasn't that a bit too low-level?
That kind of thing, even if Ginger Guest stood still and let Wei Chen strike with hundreds of Soul Power sword energies, it wouldn't be able to break through Ginger Guest's Armor defense.
Sure enough, Ginger Guest merely squinted, his figure unmoving, allowing Wei Chen's sword energy to slash against him.
The moment the sword energy made contact with the Silver Armor, a faint silver light flickered, and the sword energy dissipated into nothingness.
"Using Soul Power to activate sword energy really can't break through defenses?" Wei Chen thought to himself as he observed the scene.
Just then, Ginger Guest struck back. The black magical sword energy shot out in an instant, moving so fast that Wei Chen, with his current strength, couldn't possibly evade it.
He could only brace himself, standing tall and letting the black sword energy strike fiercely at his chest.
The red light on the Red Demon Armor flickered slightly, and that sword energy was neutralized.
In fact, Wei Chen didn't even feel a hint of vibration; it was as if he had been "bumped" by a feather...
It was neither painful nor itchy; Ginger Guest's sword energy couldn't break through his defense.
Wei Chen felt somewhat reassured.
"Red Boy, give it your all. Once we return, I want as many Soul Beasts as you can absorb!" Wei Chen quietly called out to Red Boy within the armor. In an instant, he felt the defensive power of the Red Demon Armor rise to another level.
"Don't worry about it; that guy's strength is too weak. His sword isn't a Thirty-Six Levels treasure sword; it can't harm you."
"What about my head?"
"I've already mobilized some of the Red Demon Armor's energy to protect your head. Right now, your entire body is encased in Red Demon Armor, which is indestructible. He won't be able to shake it. You can sense that layer of defense if you pay attention; others won't be able to see it."
Hearing the transmission from Red Boy, Wei Chen scanned his head with his mental awareness and "saw" a layer of colorless, transparent shield enveloping his entire head.
"Thank you." Wei Chen's spirit surged as he leaped out with his sword, charging towards Ginger Guest.
Before stepping onto the stage, he had been contemplating whether to use Mental Strength to suppress Ginger Guest. Although Ginger Guest's Mental Strength was also formidable, it paled in comparison to Wei Chen's. If Wei Chen decided to suppress him with Mental Strength, it would be a piece of cake.
However, after hesitating for a moment, he abandoned that plan. Since he had such an impressive Armor that guaranteed his survival, why not take a chance?
He contacted Red Boy, who readily agreed to help. Thus, Wei Chen resolved not to reveal his Mental Attack technique and instead decided to confront Ginger Guest head-on. Despite the significant gap in their strengths, with the Red Demon Armor on his side, he was already in an invincible position. Fighting Ginger Guest was not without hope.
Wei Chen's swordsmanship was incredibly swift. Although his Warrior Realm was lacking and he couldn't dodge as well as Ginger Guest, his astonishing speed still left Ginger Guest flustered.
The sword technique Wei Chen employed was neither from the Demon Realm nor from the Soul World; it was the Sword Technique taught to him by Donghua, originating from the Nine Immortal Realm—the Seven Killing Sword!
The Seven Wounds Sword inflicted seven types of wounds without evoking longing. The Unforgettable Edge did not stand against the setting sun, did not lament parting cups, did not heed the night rain, did not witness white hair, and did not sing sorrowful songs. It was divided into external sword and heart sword. Wei Chen still could not grasp the essence of the heart sword, but he had already mastered the external sword technique.
The crowd in the square was dumbfounded. What on earth was happening?
Wasn't this supposed to be a Mental Attack?
How did it turn into a duel of swordsmanship?
A Ninth Level Warrior daring to clash head-on with a Thirteenth Level Warrior?
And yet somehow managing to subtly suppress Ginger Guest's swordplay?
How was this possible?
What level of Sword Technique did Wei Chen possess? This was outrageous!
A Ninth Level Warrior overpowering a Thirteenth Level Warrior?
Even wearing an impressive Thirty-Sixth Level Armor wouldn’t account for this.
But everyone clearly saw that Ginger Guest's sword, whether it was the sword energy or the blade itself, could not break through Wei Chen's Red Demon Armor, leaving not even a trace!
In contrast, while Wei Chen's sword energy couldn't harm Ginger Guest, his swordsmanship was exceptionally cunning, always targeting Ginger Guest's face. Ginger Guest was caught off guard and could only defend passively.
However, relying on the ferocity of his magic, Ginger Guest, though temporarily at a disadvantage, faced little danger. Despite the peculiar nature of Wei Chen's sword strikes, they couldn't inflict any damage on him.
In the Arena, Wei Chen and Ginger Guest exchanged blows, thoroughly enjoying the battle.
"Min'er, did you see that? There's no such thing as tacit understanding in their fight; they are truly battling with real swords and real skills. What surprises me is that that Fellow from the Black Magic Clan has such remarkable swordsmanship."
Ji Dingxuan was deeply shocked; Wei Chen's strength exceeded his expectations.
He had thought that Wei Chen could only rely on Mental Attack to swiftly injure Ginger Guest before launching further attacks. Unexpectedly, Wei Chen didn't do that at all; he had already saved his Mental Attack.
With just his superb swordsmanship, he was able to suppress Ginger Guest.
The most crucial point was his armor; it was truly magical. Ginger Guest's sword energy couldn't harm him in the slightest.
Ji Min's gaze followed Wei Chen's figure and she hardly paid attention to what Ji Dingxuan was saying.
Seeing that scene, Ji Dingxuan sighed inwardly, "What a girl’s outward demeanor... sigh..."
It was unclear whether Ji Dingxuan's sigh stemmed from sadness or relief. Watching her daughter finally find a young talent after years of searching and seeing him overpowering Ginger Guest in battle brought Ji Dingxuan perhaps more relief than anything else.
On the Black Magic Clan's side, Dark Mage and Muen were delighted. They never expected that Wei Chen could stand undefeated solely through his swordsmanship and Red Demon Armor.
The swordsmanship might be understandable; perhaps he had encountered some fortuitous opportunities in the Soul World. But that set of Red Demon Armor...
"Red Demon Armor is strong, but it shouldn't be to that extent, right? Strange... I've tried wearing Red Demon Armor myself. An attack from someone like Ginger Guest might not split it open, but at the very least, it should cause a heavy blow and make Wei Chen feel uncomfortable. Looking at Wei Chen now, he seems completely unfazed, focused solely on attacking without even bothering to defend his head."
Dark Mage pondered this when Muen leaned closer and whispered, "Demon Emperor, there's something strange about Red Demon Armor. I feel like there's a soul inside it that's sustaining it."
"A soul?" Dark Mage was taken aback. That seemed too outrageous!
Muen nodded gravely and said, "That's right, it's the soul. Demon Emperor, don't forget that I once practiced Mental Strength. Although I failed, my spiritual perception became slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person. When I encountered the Young Mistress at Soul Beast Mountain, I noticed something strange; it seemed that in just a short time, the Young Mistress's Mental Strength had increased significantly, and there was also a hint of a soul presence within the Red Demon Armor."
"Demon Emperor, this is serious. Are you sure?" Dark Mage stared intently at Muen, momentarily forgetting the battle in the Arena.
Muen fell silent for a moment, squinting his eyes before confidently replying, "Demon Emperor, my instincts are never wrong."
Upon hearing Muen's words, Dark Mage tentatively asked, "Could it be that the Red Demon Armor has given birth to a soul consciousness?"
"It’s very possible. The Thirty-Six Levels of Treasure could indeed nurture a soul consciousness. The Young Mistress's Mental Strength is formidable; she must have known what she was doing when she insisted on choosing the Red Demon Armor. She probably recognized that the armor had already developed a soul consciousness and believed she could control it to make the Red Demon Armor fully hers. This might be why the armor has become even stronger."
After Muen's explanation, Dark Mage found himself at a loss for thoughts. That Wei Chen truly possessed the ability to turn decay into wonder! In others' hands, it was just an ominous piece of armor that could malfunction at any moment and become deadly. But in Wei Chen's hands, with just a few adjustments, it transformed into an unbeatable weapon…
This kind of talent left Dark Mage feeling embarrassed.
Having lived for so long and studied the Red Demon Armor countless times, Dark Mage had made no progress whatsoever.
"That kid... sigh, I really don't know what kind of freak he is. Under his leadership, where will our Black Magic Clan end up?"
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Meanwhile, on the Dragon Clan's side, seeing Ginger Guest being suppressed by Wei Chen's strength made Jiang Lingjian and Jiang Han's expressions very grim. They couldn't fathom how a ninth-tier individual could possess such exquisite swordsmanship. Was it possible that he had grown up in a Low-Level Spatial Dimension where swordsmanship reigned supreme? But that couldn't be true; after all, it was just a Low-Level Spatial Dimension—how strong could its swordsmanship be?
Cheers began to erupt from the crowd, all directed at Wei Chen. Even those who had placed heavy bets on Ginger Guest quickly switched sides. They were captivated by Wei Chen's exquisite swordplay; despite being weaker, he maintained dominance over his opponent. Unbeknownst to them, Wei Chen had already earned everyone's respect.
In contrast, Ginger Guest felt increasingly uncomfortable under pressure. Each time he was pushed to the edge of the Arena and nearly fell off, the jeers from the crowd only worsened his mood.
"What kind of person is this? A Thirteenth Level who can't even defeat a ninth-tier opponent—what a disgrace."
"Disgraceful? What about our money! Paralyze him; no wonder his odds were so low—he wanted to lure us into betting and then swallow our money when we lost!"
"The Dragon Clan really knows how to scheme; are they desperate?"
"We're going to get burned; we thought it was a sure win but didn't expect such an upset."
The wealthy individuals from outside the Dragon Clan whispered among themselves, cursing the Dragon Clan and the Ginger Guest's ancestors for generations.
Meanwhile, within the Dragon Clan, there were also murmurs of discontent regarding the performance of the Ginger Guest.
"What happened to the Young Mistress?"
"It's not because of the Young Mistress; it's that the Dark Demon Clan Young Master's Armor is too strong. The Ginger Guest Young Master can hardly do anything against him. On top of that, the Dark Demon Clan Young Master is skilled in swordsmanship, which suppresses the Ginger Guest Young Master's sword path. Sigh..."
"Are the Black Magic Clan really that powerful? The Dark Mage is known as the strongest in the Demon Realm, even respected by those from the Nine Immortal Realm. Is his descendant still that formidable?"
"Don't forget, the Dark Demon Clan Young Master Wei Chen has just arrived in the Demon Realm and hasn't even cultivated demonic power yet... If he can suppress the Ginger Guest Young Master using only basic Soul Power, it's hard to imagine how terrifying he will be once he cultivates his demonic power!"
"Damn it, does that mean our Dragon Clan will continue to be suppressed by the Black Magic Clan?"
"We've been suppressed for thousands of years; haven't you gotten used to it yet?"
The members of the Dragon Clan debated fervently, all expressing a tone of frustration. Although the Dragon Clan was strong overall, they were simply not on par with the Black Magic Clan when it came to individual experts.
This was the Achilles' heel of the Dragon Clan; overcoming the Black Magic Clan entirely was a long and arduous journey. As it stood, their superiority over the Black Magic Clan was limited to overall combat strength; they could not compete with them in terms of individual strength, formation techniques, or forging skills.
Take Shenzhou for example; they couldn't produce it due to two reasons: formation techniques and steel quality. The steel forged by the Black Magic Clan is both hard and lightweight, making it suitable for use in Giant Warships. If Shenzhou's steel were forged by the Dragon Clan, it would undoubtedly become a hunk of iron that couldn't fly.
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