simultaneous crossing in many anime worlds

Nameless's old face flushed red.

After just one move, he, who was known as a martial arts legend, almost capsized.

The Sword Saint, who was watching the battle, was so shocked he almost pulled off his beard.

"Chen'er, hand me the sword!"

Ignoring his dignity, Nameless could only have Jian Chen throw the Hero Sword over, otherwise, he really might make a fool of himself within three moves.

Jian Chen seemed to be scared silly, holding onto the Hero Sword blankly and not letting go.

"Your master told you to hand him the sword!"

The Sword Saint suddenly slapped Jian Chen's back, and the latter suddenly woke up, quickly throwing the sword out.

Catching the Hero Sword, Nameless's aura changed, and only then did he officially duel Chu Yang, the three-move agreement already null and void.

Originally, Nameless was at the Heavenly Sword realm, where no sword was better than having a sword, so whether or not he had the Hero Sword in hand made no difference to him.

However, Chu Yang's Qi Breaking Stance specialized in breaking his sword qi, so without the Hero Sword, Nameless would be greatly suppressed.

This was a situation he had never encountered before, and Nameless himself was somewhat at a loss.

Holding the Hero Sword, Nameless used Mo Ming Swordplay to fight, while Chu Yang changed his approach again, switching to "Sword Breaking Stance" to fight.

The two fought back and forth for a while, and the Sword Saint discovered that Chu Yang's swordplay once again perfectly countered Mo Ming Swordplay.

"This kid must have only met Nameless today, so why does every move and stance counter him so perfectly?"

Nameless's thoughts were similar to the Sword Saint's, so his swordplay changed again, surprisingly switching to the Sword Saint's Sacred Spirit Swordplay.

Having battled the Sword Saint for many years, Nameless had long since thoroughly researched this swordplay, otherwise, Mo Ming Swordplay wouldn't have moves specifically designed to break it.

Chu Yang, who had already seen Sacred Spirit Swordplay once, breaking it again with "Sword Breaking Stance" was like an open-book exam, easier than drinking water.

Not long after, Nameless again felt that familiar sense of suppression, as if a large stone was pressing on his heart, making him extremely depressed.

The Sword Saint, concentrating intently on the battle, suddenly realized that Chu Yang's swordplay wasn't just countering Mo Ming Swordplay, but all sword arts!

"There actually exists such a bizarre martial art in the world?!"

The Sword Saint was greatly inspired, his eyes fixed on Chu Yang, and deep within his heart, it felt as if something was about to break through!

"My Sword Twenty-Three…"

"It's done!"

Chu Yang's combat power level far exceeded that of the Feng Yun World, and Taiji True Meaning and Invincible Sword displayed terrifying power in his hands.

All the swordplay Nameless had learned throughout his life was blocked by Chu Yang using Taiji True Meaning.

The constantly flowing Yin-Yang fish diagram left a considerable shadow on Nameless.

The battle continued until Nameless was exhausted, finally coming to an end.

Chu Yang had already memorized all of Nameless's martial arts except for Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.

A small profit.

The true Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin would probably only be obtained when Pojun appeared; at that time, Nameless would likely suffer a bit.

On the other side, the Sword Saint sat cross-legged, entering a profound state of meditation.

Sword intent flowed throughout his body, like a gurgling stream, returning to its origin.

"He is comprehending Sword Twenty-Three…"

Nameless knew that the Sword Saint had been inspired after watching his battle with Chu Yang.

He had a premonition that the Sword Saint's Sacred Spirit Swordplay would advance further, entering an unprecedented realm of swordsmanship.

"Once this move is unleashed, it will surely shake heaven and earth and make ghosts and gods weep!"

Nameless murmured.

"Whether it shakes heaven and earth and makes ghosts and gods weep, I don't know. I only know that Xiongba is going to die."

Chu Yang, while Nameless and Jian Chen weren't paying attention, put the Fire Scale Sword away again, quietly waiting for the Sword Saint to comprehend Sword Twenty-Three.

Time slowly passed, and a white light appeared on the horizon.

When the Sword Saint opened his eyes again, his entire aura was vastly different from before; he, like Nameless, had completely reined in his sharpness.

Nameless's eyes revealed admiration.

The Sword Saint stood up and said to Nameless, "I must go."

Nameless hesitated, wanting to persuade him further.

The Sword Saint smiled, "If I don't use this sword on Xiongba, I won't rest in peace."

Nameless could only shake his head helplessly.

"I'll see Senior off."

Chu Yang stood beside the Sword Saint.

"Very well. If it weren't for you, my Sword Twenty-Three would not know when it would come into being. Observe this last sword carefully and inherit it for this old man."

The Sword Saint seemed to sense Chu Yang's intention, but he didn't mind; it would be a pity if such a world-shaking sword art were to turn into a pile of Kitsuchi with him.

Under Nameless's silent gaze, the Sword Saint and Chu Yang left together.

...

Tian Xia Hui (Under Heaven Society) was now bustling, with heroes paying homage, and Xiongba's reputation had reached its peak.

All of this was thanks to the Sword Saint.

Everyone knew that between Wu Shuang City and Tian Xia Hui (Under Heaven Society), who would become the martial arts' greatest sect depended entirely on the outcome of their duel.

If the Sword Saint won, then Wu Shuang City won; if Xiongba won, then Tian Xia Hui (Under Heaven Society) won.

However.

Everyone hoped for a result where both sides suffered heavy losses, witnessing the simultaneous downfall of Wu Shuang City and Tian Xia Hui (Under Heaven Society).

At that time, heroes would vie for supremacy, and everyone hoped to become the next Xiongba!

Seven days had already passed.

Many Gouketu who had been invited stood before the First Tower Under Heaven, eagerly awaiting the Sword Saint's appearance.

It was high noon.

The agreed-upon time for the duel had long passed.

The Sword Saint had yet to appear.

"Why hasn't this Sword Saint arrived yet? Could it be that he's afraid before even fighting?"

"If this gets out, it'll be a huge joke!"

"Leader Xiongba's Kamui is unmatched; he scared that Sword Saint into cowering and not daring to show his face, hahaha."

"Nonsense! The Sword Saint has been famous in the pugilistic world for many years, even the Heavenly Sword Nameless has contended with him. How could he be afraid to fight?!"

Opinions varied.

In front of the First Tower Under Heaven, the martial arts Gouketu argued incessantly.

Xiongba watched this scene indifferently, feeling a premonition of ill omen.

He knew that the Sword Saint certainly wouldn't back out of the fight.

But where was the old scoundrel? What was he doing? His informants knew nothing, as if the Sword Saint had suddenly vanished from the world. Xiongba disliked this feeling of being out of control.

At the same time.

The Sword Saint was already outside Tian Xia Hui (Under Heaven Society).

Along the way, he and Chu Yang exchanged insights, forgetting the time, which was why he missed the duel.

At this moment, although the Sword Saint's life force was exhausted, his eyes were bright and his spirit had become exceptionally strong.

"My body can only support me to this point; next, I will draw my sword."

"On the way here, I have told you the profound mysteries of Sword Twenty-Three. You must concentrate and observe carefully."

"I cannot unleash a second sword."

The Sword Saint smiled faintly, his demeanor extremely unrestrained, without the slightest feeling of going to his death.

"Senior, please unleash your sword. I will guard Senior's physical body here, lest some petty villains spoil your mood."

Chu Yang made a "please" gesture.

The Sword Saint originally wanted Chu Yang to go to the First Tower Under Heaven first, and then he would unleash his sword, so Chu Yang could see the complete process.

However, Chu Yang seemed to have no such intention, silently standing by his side.

"As you wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sword Saint's body shimmered with dazzling golden light, and his soul emerged from his body, soaring towards the location of the First Tower Under Heaven.

The Sword Saint, intent on beheading Xiongba with his sword, did not notice that behind him, another Chu Yang had appeared out of thin air.

Chu Yang indeed did not go to the First Tower Under Heaven, but his Shadow Clone did.

The speed of soul traversing space was extremely fast; in the blink of an eye, the Sword Saint arrived at the First Tower Under Heaven and saw Xiongba on the throne, receiving congratulations from everyone.

He hadn't arrived on time, so according to the rules, the victor was naturally Xiongba.

Thus.

The Sword Saint, in his soul state, spoke loudly, "Thank you all for your long wait. I have a sword, and I wish to seek guidance from Leader Xiongba!"

Instantly.

The First Tower Under Heaven burst into golden light!

Everyone was blinded by the dazzling light.

Under a shroud of golden light, everyone's figures froze, watching helplessly as the Sword Saint flew towards Xiongba, using his finger as a sword, and piercing towards the opponent's vital point.

Xiongba was both shocked and enraged, but his body was beyond his control, and he watched helplessly as the Sword Saint pierced him.

An unprecedented terror appeared in Xiongba's heart.