Roy's figure flickered, and with a sudden burst, he thrust out three swords — not aimed at just one person, but simultaneously attacking all three of them at once!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three sword energies shot out at lightning speed, streaking toward the trio!
"Courting death!"
"Arrogant bastard!"
"Die!"
Pusen and the other two roared in unison, their fury pushing their strength to 30% above normal. With a thunderous clash, they each struck out a sword, forcibly neutralizing Roy's sword energy.
"Die? The ones who will die... are you!"
Before they could even catch their breath, Roy's cold voice echoed again. Like a phantom, he instantly appeared in front of the weakest among them.
"Thunderclap Sword Technique!"
Drizzling streams of sword energy gathered around Roy, crystal-clear and ethereal, wrapping him in a misty, beautiful glow. His figure became hazy, almost illusory.
Suddenly, the fine sword energy erupted with an incomparably sharp aura. The delicate sword rain transformed into countless terrifying sword energies!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Thousands of sword energies, as if summoned by an unseen force, reversed and surged toward Chen Yuan like a torrential storm!
At this moment, it was as if a long-dormant beast had finally bared its fangs, ready to tear its prey apart!
"W-What is this?!"
Every hair on the man's body stood on end, his face contorted with fear. Death loomed over him — not a mere threat, but a genuine, suffocating crisis!
"Ahhh!"
In desperation, he went berserk, draining nearly half of his spiritual energy to form a massive sword of spiritual light, slashing fiercely at the countless sword energies.
Boom!
Yet, the defense only lasted a few seconds before the giant sword was torn apart. The boundless sword energies then crashed into him like a tidal wave!
"Ahhh!"
With a miserable scream, the man was flung into the air like a severed kite, his fate uncertain!
"What?!"
Pusen and the other man's faces paled with shock.
That fallen man, though weaker than them, was not much inferior. Even they would struggle to defeat him — yet Roy had taken him down with a single strike!
Such strength completely shattered their understanding.
If there was any explanation, it could only be that aside from spiritual level, Roy far surpassed them in combat skills, martial techniques, battle experience, and sword comprehension — in every aspect!
But... how was that possible?
It defied all reason!
"Good... very good!"
At that moment, a hoarse voice echoed.
The fallen man, bloodied and disheveled, flew back from the distance, his face twisted with malice. He glared at Roy, his killing intent nearly tangible.
"You actually managed to wound me to this extent... It seems you really do have some great secret! No matter what, today... you must die!"
As he spoke, his spiritual energy surged — Level 51!
He forcefully broke through under the intense life-or-death pressure!
With his breakthrough, his spiritual energy recovered slightly, and his wounds began healing at visible speed.
In mere breaths, his condition stabilized.
A cyan array disk appeared in his hand. He turned to Pusen and the other man, snarling, "The three of us together — kill him now!"
"Alright!"
Pusen and his companion hesitated briefly but quickly agreed.
Though three people ganging up on one was already disgraceful, using a combined formation on top of that was downright shameless.
But what did a little shame matter if they could kill Roy?
Besides, Roy's strength was no joke — especially with two intent realms!
Without hesitation, they flickered behind the wounded man.
"Kill!"
The three exchanged glances, then attacked simultaneously. Under the array disk's amplification, their combined strength merged into one.
Though the fusion was somewhat crude, the sheer power increased severalfold.
"Tiger Subduing Sword!"
All their gathered energy concentrated into Pusen's sword as he stepped forward, slashing out!
Boom!
A colossal wave of spiritual energy surged forth, taking the form of a ferocious tiger. It roared toward the sky, exuding murderous intent as it charged at Roy like an unstoppable army!
"Hahaha! Let's see how you'll block this!"
Pusen laughed wildly.
"With the three of us combining forces and the array disk boosting our power, you're as good as dead!"
Feeling the terrifying power of the attack, the bloodied man couldn't help but burst into laughter. His withered face showed a look of absolute confidence.
"This combined array disk... truly has some tricks."
At this moment, even Roy's brows furrowed slightly, his expression turning more serious.
Originally, though the three had joined forces, they were nothing more than scattered sand — disorganized and easy to break apart.
With his sword techniques and intent realms, Roy could easily defeat them one by one without the slightest fear.
But now, the combined array disk had fused their powers into one, posing a considerable threat to him.
"Hidden Thunder!"
While his mind raced, Roy's hands didn't slow. His wrist flicked rapidly, as streaks of lightning and sword energy gathered around him, forming a dazzling lightning curtain.
With a wave of his hand, his sword pointed forward — in an instant, thousands of sword energies shot out like a torrential storm, aiming to pierce the three men into sieves!
Boom!
Finally, the countless sword energies collided with the trio's combined attack. With an earth-shattering explosion, the tiger-shaped energy projection was torn apart.
However, many of Roy's sword energies were deflected, rebounding back toward him!
Roy's expression shifted slightly. While executing the Thunderclap Sword Technique, he swung his sword continuously, shattering the incoming sword energies one by one.
"Hahaha! Your strength is indeed impressive — you actually blocked this strike! But... you may have blocked one, but how many more can you withstand?"
Seeing this, Pusen and the others burst into laughter, intensifying their attacks.
One fierce strike after another rained down, bombarding Roy relentlessly. In the blink of an eye, Roy found himself in a perilous situation, narrowly avoiding several deadly blows.
However, despite the danger, Roy's eyes remained clear and composed.
Everything was still within his control.
The three of them couldn't defeat him quickly — not as long as the battle dragged on.
Meanwhile, his sharp gaze silently studied the combined array disk, searching for its weak points.
Though the disk appeared powerful, in reality, it was nothing more than a mediocre formation. With Roy's abilities, it only took him a dozen breaths to spot its flaw.
"Break!"
A chilling light flickered in his eyes as his figure flashed forward, appearing right in front of Pusen and the others.
Without hesitation, he unleashed Hidden Thunder, thrusting his sword at a weak node of the cyan array disk.
Crack!
With a crisp snap, the cyan disk shattered into pieces!
"What?!"
"Impossible!"
Pusen and the other two's faces changed drastically.
Even with the combined array disk, they had failed to quickly take Roy down — now that their trump card was destroyed, they were doomed!
Panic flashed in their eyes, and their movements stiffened involuntarily.
This brief hesitation completely sealed their fate.
"Thunderclap Sword Technique!"
Seizing the moment, Roy swung his sword without mercy. Thousands of sword energies surged out, crashing into the trio, blasting them away like ragdolls!
At this point, the entire battle had turned in Roy's favor.
He was utterly crushing them.
"Hmm?"
Just then, a cold voice suddenly echoed from the distance.
"Is someone... fighting here?"
The already defeated Pusen trio paled instantly, their faces full of fear.
"The... Dean?! Why is he here?!"
Boom!
Before the words finished, a powerful shockwave rippled through the area — someone was violently attacking the large formation sealing the battlefield.
Feeling this overwhelming pressure, Pusen and the others exchanged bitter glances, a deep sense of regret rising in their hearts.
This formation could seal everything within dozens of meters, only breaking if either the array master dispelled it or someone from the outside forcefully shattered it.
They had set this formation to ensure Roy's death without any mishaps.
Yet now, the Dean's sudden arrival had turned their trap into their own prison.
Boom!
With a deafening explosion, the entire formation collapsed.
A black-robed, black-haired old man stepped forward — the Dean himself.
"Run!"
Without a second thought, Pusen and the others bolted in three different directions, fleeing frantically.
Killing Roy was now out of the question — if they didn't flee now, they would die here.
"Trying to run?"
But Roy's cold gaze locked onto them.
The moment they moved, Roy's sword flicked out.
"Hidden Thunder!"
Sword energies surged like lightning, streaking toward the nearest fleeing man.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Countless sword beams pierced through his body — in the blink of an eye, he was dead beyond doubt.
"Thunder Extinction Sword Art!"
Without pausing, Roy swung twice more.
A sword light slashed across a hundred meters, catching up to the second man, severing one of his arms with surgical precision.
"Ahhh!"
The man screamed, clutching his severed limb — but fear drove him to flee even faster, disappearing into the distance.
As for Pusen, his strength was slightly superior, and with a stroke of luck, he managed to escape without injury.
"This..."
Only now did the Dean recover from his shock.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Roy — as if he were looking at a ghost.
What had he just witnessed?
Three formidable warriors, one slain, another maimed, and the third fleeing in panic — all by the hands of a single 46th-level swordsman?
He had always known Roy's potential — that's why he had shown him favor in the past.
But potential was one thing, and actual strength was another.
In his estimation, Roy entering the Sword Tower world should have been merely a survival test — gaining any benefits would already be remarkable.
Yet now... Roy had single-handedly crushed three powerful enemies.
"Dean, we meet again."
Roy's voice broke the silence, pulling the Dean back to reality.
"Y-Yes... indeed we do."
He nodded repeatedly, still processing what he'd seen.
"Those men were from the royal family, but nothing more than disposable lackeys... If they dared to cause trouble here, their deaths are well-deserved."
His tone grew steadier, then he glanced at Roy and said with a smile:
"Since you've obtained a fortuitous encounter and your strength has improved, let's head back. The Sword Tower will likely need to close for a while."
Roy nodded, fully understanding.
He had gained plenty — his spiritual energy had broken through to Level 46, and his Sword Intent had advanced to the high level.
This trip... was more than worth it.