I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

An unpracticed sword technique…

Xu Xiaoshou had hard-derived it, even striking before being struck?

Horror filled Gu Yu’s eyes and seeped into the hearts of the surrounding ancient swordsmen, like a cold wind piercing into the marrow of the spectators from the five regions.

At that moment, everyone recollected the previous strike, but no one could perceive the Sword Explosion that had outpaced Gu Yu as he sheathed his blade…

How swift must it have been?!

Even Mei Siren was dumbfounded as he watched the annoying brat who both scooped up and blew away snowflakes repeatedly…

His reaction speed was also lagging behind!

Certainly not behind in blowing snowflakes, but behind Withering Snow of the West Wind!

“The ultimate speed, the most terrifying output, the most leisurely sword sheathing… What a move, Withering Snow of the West Wind, what a figure, Lord Shou!” Feng Zhongzui cried out in amazement and excitement, which made his blood boil and all his pores open up widely.

He believed that not only himself, but anyone who had seen this sword strike would have a deeper impression than from Heavenly Unravel or the second stage.

The reason was nothing else.

Lord Shou, when in play!

When needed to use Heavenly Unravel against Heavenly Unravel, or challenge the second realm with the second realm, Lord Shou was serious.

Because if he didn’t strike that way, he might lose.

But at this moment, after gaining some insights, facing the first-level masters adept in the Planting Eight Gates Sword, even those who could integrate it…

Lord Shou dispatched Old Gu’s lifetime masterpiece in such a playful manner, indicating he had done it with ease.

Feng Zhongzui withdrew his gaze from that dark-clad figure and looked at Old Gu with both arms severed and his body drenched in blood, taking in a deep breath:

“Although this sounds very disrespectful, I can’t help but say it…”

“Lord Shou really started playing, using the Planting Eight Gates Sword to test, and didn’t even touch his clothing.”

“If the fight continued like this, Old Gu wouldn’t have even a slim chance of winning… Ouch, don’t hit me, old family head.”

Feng Tingchen knew when to act.

He let his own son finish speaking before smacking him on the head, breaking the latter’s trembling shout of excitement.

Clearly, Feng Tingchen thought so too.

He believed more that Old Gu could see this point as well.

The spectators opposite the Dao Imparting Mirror were so shocked they couldn’t even make a sound, staring intently at the mirror at Gu Yu with both arms gone.

A Sword Deity, who had promised three strikes, but had his arms disabled with the first strike.

What could he continue fighting with?

With a will as strong as steel?

“Blue outshines indigo, exceeding beyond… Xu Xiaoshou, Elder Gu admits, I underestimated you,” Gu Yu looked around and clicked his tongue, his tone quite emotional.

Just then, the Heavenly Phenomenon behind him changed, infusing him with the powers of spring growth and summer flourishing; his arms’ flesh began to regrow inch by inch.

His wounds healed rapidly, and soon even the scabs fell away, appearing as if they had returned to normal.

But the discerning ones could see…

Where the arms were originally severed, at the neck, chest, and abdomen, they still shimmered with a faint silver light, which was the power of the sword cognition restraining full healing.

A challenge then!

Xu Xiaoshou had stopped, and he also did not prevent Gu Yu’s recovery.

Anyone knew that if this had been a life-and-death battle, Gu Yu, who dared to probe Lord Shou with the Planting Eight Gates Sword, might have already been torn apart.

Just as snowflakes were still being blown ahead, Xu Xiaoshou, showing a face of utter boredom, slowly turned around upon hearing this. He was utterly unapologetic, mixing mockery and teasing as he said:

“Old Gu is still formidable, having declared three strikes ahead of time, you’ve really whet my appetite, otherwise, the celebration at the First Pavilion in the Sky would have already begun.”

How arrogant!

The surrounding ancient swordsmen, spectators from the five regions, and even those in the Apricot Realm, all contributed a large amount of Passive Points.

Gu Yu’s eyelids twitched wildly, but maintaining excellent composure, he laughed heartily: “Rest assured, Xu Xiaoshou, I promised you would gain something, and I will not go back on my word.”

Xu Xiaoshou wiped the blood off the Hidden Bitter Sword, not even looking up: “If it’s still that Planting Eight Gates Sword…”

His eyelids twitched, and his gaze stung like a sword:

“Forget it.”

Before anyone could react, there was a loud “boom” as though thunder struck from a clear sky, and in everyone’s minds, it felt as though they had been battered by thunder, leaving nothing but blankness.

Li Fuyu’s eyes showed surprise.

Cao Erzhu couldn’t help but step forward a half step, “This is…”

Through the Dao Imparting Mirror, the spectators from the five regions looked again, only to feel Lord Shou, who was wiping his sword and glancingup, had magnified countless times.

Behind him, where there was nothing, seemed as if a Raging Giant half-risen into the clouds, towering high into the sky, was so oppressive it left people gasping for breath.

In contrast, Gu Yu, against such a backdrop, seemed almost to fade into the dust.

“Force…”

Gu Qinger beside the Burial Sword Tomb’s Dao Imparting Mirror started in astonishment and then changed his words, “No, is it like Li Fuyu’s… cognition?”

“Did Brother Shou also develop an oppression-type Penetrating Divine Senses?” Near the battlefield, Cao Erzhu finally dared to acknowledge that familiar yet unfamiliar sense of pressure.

Father said, oppression-type divine senses are built on absolute confidence, even arrogance.

It could either be cultivated through numerous victorious battles steeped in blood, or by holding a high position over years…

In short, first, you must possess an “I alone am honored” aura, then have a basic divine senses foundation, to infuse even a single glance with intangible form creating mental oppression, even capable of attacks.

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