Chaotic Sword God Chapter 158: Three Moves

Seeing Jian Chen and their leader brandishing their weapons, the other mercenaries began to move back to watch the two fight.

The scarred mercenary clenched onto his Saint Weapon as he stared firmly at Jian Chen. His face was unnaturally serious, whether or not he would be able to keep his monster cores, would be determined by this battle.

Although it was impossible for a Great Saint Master to defeat a Peak Saint Master in 5 moves, Jian Chen’s agreement to this duel had refreshed the mercenary’s courage. With no hesitation in his step, he was motivated to try and accomplish the task. For this middle aged man, the amount of pressure on him was tremendous.

Alas, there was still a small amount of worry within his heart. With Jian Chen’s simple agreement to this duel, would he try and eliminate him given an opportunity? Knowing this possibility, he still didn’t dare to voice out his thoughts. He would just have to try it. While it was true he wanted to save his monster cores, he also wanted to test out Jian Chen’s strength. Seeing how young he was, he didn’t know how he could be as strong as the rumors said, just how could someone who was barely over 20 years old kill a Great Saint Master expert?

The leader’s face hardened into a serious expression while Jian Chen smiled and extended his hand, “Come!”

Sparing any politeness, the Saint Force around the mercenary’s great sword exploded with intensity as he charged toward Jian Chen.

Jian Chen’s body disappeared into a blur as he rushed toward the man with his Light Wind Sword ready to stab at him in a brilliant gleam of silver light.

Seeing Jian Chen’s sword disappear, the mercenary’s pupils contracted in surprise as he suddenly whipped his great sword down to where he thought the Light Wind Sword would appear.

“Ding!”

The sound of steel striking against steel could be heard as the two Saint Weapons were entangled together in a fierce stalemate. A wave of Saint Force exploded out from the swords and swept over the area like a galestorm.

Just as the Saint Weapons collided

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