1533 Huang Heaven Blade! The Twelve Tyrant Swords! (1)
Wang Teng looked up and blurted, “That sword… is powerful!”

Everyone: …

The Second Prince and the others felt that the sword move was indeed powerful; however, it sounded a little strange when Wang Teng said it.

It was like someone commenting how nice it would be to sleep with someone when others were just discussing how comfortable the bed was.

Wang Teng was that kind of weirdo.

But, either way, it was undeniable that the Crown Prince was powerful. No one expected him to be specialized in sword skills, and to have reached such a high mastery.

The sword move was as impressive as Su Jianchen’s attack.

Some people in the audience also noticed the excitement glowing in the latter’s eyes after seeing that move.

Naturally, it wasn’t because he had feelings for the prince. It was him feeling lucky to have found a worthy opponent to compete in sword skills.

“The Crown Prince’s ability is like a bottomless pit. No one knows where his limit lies,” the Second Prince lamented. His gaze seemed troubled.

It was hard to gauge the great prince’s real strength. The sword attack he had just displayed left many in awe.

The Third Prince clenched his fists tightly. One Su Jianchen is enough. How could the Crown Prince be so adept with the sword too? This was a huge stimulation for the noble.

That was the Crown Prince. Even the Third Prince would avoid competing with him.

The heir’s status was superior to that of the rest of the princes in the imperial family.

His status was a result of his ability and talent!

The fellow was someone the other high nobles always looked up to when they were young.

Just after the Second Prince finished speaking, Timothy and Ji Haochen glanced at Wang Teng.

Those two are extremely similar.

The Crown Prince and the young hero were the hardest to predict since the start of the League of Talents; they seemed to have endless trump cards. People’s perception of the two kept refreshing with every battle.

The light sphere announced the result. The Crown Prince was the victor.

Huang Xinghua had a bitter smile as he left the arena.

The Crown Prince remained calm; he went back to his seat.

“His sword skill… is so powerful!”

“I didn’t expect the Crown Prince to be so good with the sword!”

“Huang Xinghua lost for a good reason.”

“That was so fast. It’s unfortunate that he met the Crown Prince. He got first place in Zone 8, he shouldn’t have lost that quickly.”

“That’s right, Huang Xinghua’s is not bad. What a pity.”

“Not many warriors can handle that sword attack.”

“I wonder if he can win in the revival round.”

“Yuan Hong met his match. The revival round spot is practically his, but things have changed.”

“What a pity, what a pity. This is the last revival round and only one person can come out of it. Either Yuan Hong or Huang Xinghua will have to leave the competition.”

“That’s right, what a pity!”

Everyone was astounded by the Crown Prince’s ability, but sympathized with Huang Xinghua.

The latter only executed one move during the match but he displayed enough power to gain everyone’s recognition. It was an honorable defeat.

Actually, anyone who fought against the Crown Prince’s opponents were defeated with a single move. They couldn’t resist his attacks since he was too powerful, insanely so.

Huang Xinghua wasn’t bad. He forced the prince to use a powerful sword move, not a single finger attack.

Wang Teng noticed everyone’s gazes but he simply ignored them.

He knew that they would compare him to the favorite noble but he didn’t care. No one would know who was stronger unless they had a match.

Not even our hero knew how powerful the Crown Prince was at the moment.

The latter was indeed brilliant and stunningly talented. He was the most talented warrior the young earthling had ever encountered in his life.

Even Ferya—whom he met on planet Light Velvet and was from the Pan-Cosmic Alliance—couldn’t compare to the Crown Prince.

Right after the two candidates left the scene, Wang Teng released his spiritual power and collected the attribute bubbles.

Constellation Force (Earth)*8600

Earth Ultima*2200

Heaven Realm Enlightenment*2400

Celestial Realm Spirit*3100

Huang Heaven Blade*3000

Constellation Force (Metal)*11000

Metal Ultima*2400
Heaven Realm Enlightenment*2800

Celestial Realm Spirit*4000

The Twelve Tyrant Swords (First Sword)*4500

Unity of Man and Sword*1200

…

Wang Teng felt shocked after all the attributes merged into his body. There was bewilderment in his eyes.

Such a great harvest!

So great he couldn’t believe it.

Forces, ultimas, enlightenment, and spirit attributes were all there.

Most importantly, he gained two battle techniques from both contenders.

The first one was Huang Xinghua’s blade technique—the Huang Heaven Blade!

An image appeared in Wang Teng’s mind as the attribute entered his body.

Two towering figures were battling in the vast universe; frightening explosions followed them wherever they went. Planets exploded and galaxies collapsed. It felt like Doomsday.

Suddenly, one of the figures released a blade attack.

The move was spectacular. Yellow light gushed out, staining the universe and replacing the boundless darkness with its endless color.

Once the blade was unleashed, it cut through the atmosphere, sucking in the very essence of its surroundings and leaving an eerie silence in its wake.