181: A divine eye? A blind man? (Sixty-six)

Six months of observation, six months of accumulation.

It was enough.

It was time to make a move.

He already understood every move of that unrivaled Divine Physique expert on the dao platform by heart.

Every punch the opponent threw, every habit of his spiritual energy circulation, and even the rhythm of every breath was repeatedly simulated in Jun Yun's mind.

At the same time, his comprehension of the second chapter of the Sword Scripture had indeed reached a Bottleneck.

Jun Yun stood up.

He did not immediately head to the dao platform.

He found a piece of rough cloth and tightly covered his eyes.

Darkness instantly fell before him.

But to him, this darkness had no effect at all.

In the world of his Minds Eye, the entire Tianjiao City, and every person under the dao platform—their aura, their emotions—were even clearer than when seen with eyes.

Finally, he picked up a most ordinary wooden stick from the corner to use as a blind man's cane.

After doing all this, Jun Yun pushed open the door and slowly walked toward the dao platform outside the city.

...

The area around the dao platform was still packed with people.

Today's challenges had already ended.

That expert with the unrivaled Divine Physique had once again used absolute strength to kill a challenger, successfully defending his position as the arena master.

He stood in the center of the dao platform, enjoying the awestruck and fearful gazes of the crowd, his face full of arrogance.

Just when everyone thought the day was coming to an end.

A figure slowly, step by step, walked from the edge of the crowd toward the dao platform.

It was a "blind man."

He leaned on a wooden stick, trembling as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

His appearance immediately drew everyone's attention.

The crowd fell silent for a moment, then burst into uproarious laughter.

"Did I see that right? A blind man?"

"What does he want to do? Does he want to go up and challenge?"

"He must be crazy! Which small School did this Disciple come from, wanting to get famous so badly? Does he think his life is too long?"

"Maybe he took the wrong turn, hahaha!"

Countless taunts and ridicule came from all directions.

But that "blind man" acted as if he hadn't heard anything, his footsteps not pausing in the slightest.

He walked to the edge of the dao platform and used the wooden stick in his hand to clumsily test the height of the steps.

Then, he put away the wooden stick and, with some difficulty, climbed the blood-stained dao platform step by step.

On the dao platform.

The arena master with the unrivaled Divine Physique had already prepared to end today's defense.

Seeing this scene, the arrogance on his face turned into undisguised contempt and anger.

This was an insult.

A blind man dared to step onto his dao platform.

"Get lost."

The arena master's voice was cold and full of impatience.

Jun Yun "looked" at him without speaking, simply slowly untying the ordinary iron sword wrapped in cloth from his back and holding it in his hand.

"You're courting death!"

The arena master's patience was completely exhausted.

He didn't even bother to use his Divine Physique power, just very casually took a step forward and threw a punch.

He only used thirty percent of his strength in this punch.

In his view, the fist wind stirred up by this punch was enough to sweep this suicidal blind man off the stage like trash.

The whistling fist wind rushed toward his face.

The crowd below seemed to have already seen the scene of the blind man bleeding on the spot.

However.

Just at the moment when the fierce fist wind was about to hit him.

Jun Yun moved.

That fist, capable of splitting stone and breaking monuments, just grazed past the corner of his clothes.

At the same time.

The sword in his hand thrust forward.

That was the weakest point in the exertion of this punch.

The Divine Physique arena master's expression changed.

He only felt a soft, feminine force penetrate through the scabbard and drill into his arm.

His fierce and unrivaled momentum was halted in an instant.

He suffered a minor secret loss.

The arena master abruptly retracted his fist, and the contempt in his eyes finally vanished.

It was replaced by gravity and suspicion.

He finally realized that the blind man before him wasn't here to die.

"I underestimated you."

The arena master said in a deep voice.

"However, that's it for you."

Boom!

As his words fell, he no longer held anything back.

The unrivaled-level Divine Physique power fully erupted.

Golden divine light erupted from within him, setting him off like a god of war.

His figure swelled, muscles bulging, and his skin glinted with a metallic luster.

"Divine Might Fist!"

The arena master roared and threw another punch.

This punch was more than ten times stronger than before.

The violent fist energy turned into a visible golden shockwave, sweeping across the entire dao platform like a landslide or tsunami.

The dao platform was trembling violently.

The crowd below was forced to retreat repeatedly by this momentum, their faces full of horror.

Facing this world-destroying blow.

Jun Yun's figure seemed as if it could be knocked down at any moment.

He maneuvered through the violent attacks, his figure drifting and uncertain.

To others, Jun Yun was completely suppressed, in constant danger, and could be killed on the spot at any time.

However, in the world of Jun Yun's Minds Eye.

Everything was incredibly clear.

Every attack trajectory of the opponent, every path of spiritual energy circulation, and every flow of blood Qi were clearly presented in slow motion in his heart.

An incense stick of time passed.

The arena master's attacks became more and more violent.

But the confidence in his eyes gradually faded, turning into suspicion and panic.

No matter how dense or violent his offensive was.

That blind man could always, like a slippery loach, predict all his attacks in advance and dodge them with the minimum cost.

It was as if all his thoughts had been seen through by the opponent.

He had consumed a large amount of stamina, while the opponent hadn't even gasped for air.

"I don't believe it!"

The arena master let out an unwilling roar, gathering all his strength into the final blow.

He wanted to use this strongest punch to end this frustrating fight.

However.

Just now.

Jun Yun's heart was like still water.

The opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

At the moment when the opponent's old strength was gone and new strength hadn't yet been born.

Jun Yun no longer dodged.

Clang!

A clear sound of a sword ringing.

The sword in his hand unsheathed again.

The sword move flashed and disappeared.

The sword move was fast to the extreme, as if ignoring time and space.

It crossed the violent fist momentum and the heavy protective divine light in front of the arena master.

Pfft.

A soft sound.

The arena master's fierce punch stopped in mid-air.

He looked down slowly, unable to believe it.

He saw a sword tip resting against the center of his brow.

Sword Qi had already penetrated his body, shattering his Sea of Consciousness.

The outcome was decided.

Jun Yun slowly sheathed his sword.

The arena master's burly body fell to the ground with a boom, lifeless.

The entire dao platform was silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the "blind man" standing on the stage with his sword, the ridicule on their faces long replaced by shock and fear.

Jun Yun became the new arena master.

Afterward, some Prodigies who were unwilling to accept this or believed themselves powerful went up to challenge.

But without exception.

They couldn't even force out Jun Yun's second sword strike.

Often, it was just one encounter before they were killed by a single sword strike.

The name "Blind Swordsman" spread throughout Tianjiao City on this day.

When dusk fell, no one dared to challenge him again.

The noisy crowd slowly dispersed.

Jun Yun sat cross-legged alone in the center of that huge dao platform.

The moment he sat down.

He felt an extremely pure spiritual energy slowly pouring into his body from within the dao platform.

At the same time, a faint, mysterious "dao rhyme" began to permeate around him.

This dao rhyme resonated wonderfully with the Law of the world.

Jun Yun's mind sank into it, and the Bottleneck of the Sword Scripture that had troubled him for so long began to show signs of loosening.