She raised her right hand, a flash of talismanic light appeared in her palm, and the peachwood talisman sword turned into a streak of green light shooting straight at Eric Clark.

Eric Clark immediately sidestepped, raised his right hand, dodged a streak of talismanic light, and the peachwood talisman sword in his palm also turned into a streak of blue light that shot out.

Both sides moved quickly, and the two talisman swords rapidly clashed together.

The standard talisman swords of the South Sea Immortal Cultivation Academy have a total of three sets of runes.

The simplest is the single rune, which has four basic manipulation techniques.

Then comes the double rune, with eight manipulation techniques.

The most complex is the triple rune, with sixteen manipulation techniques.

Altogether, there are thirty-two manipulation techniques in total.

There are basically no cultivators who can master all thirty-two techniques, because talisman swords themselves are rather useless.

Low-level cultivators lack enlightenment and spiritual sense, so they cannot grasp advanced sword-controlling methods, and thus use this alternative method of controlling swords with talismans.

Talisman swords can never be used to cultivate truly advanced swordsmanship, because talisman swords cannot resonate with the cultivator’s mind. Advanced swordsmanship always seeks unity between sword and self, even enlightenment of the Dao.

Talisman swords are just about controlling talismans—how could they possibly achieve unity between sword and self?

Chapter 7: Great Controversy!

On the platform, the two fought at lightning speed.

In the blink of an eye, both had executed the first four basic sword moves, and Eric Clark was not at a disadvantage.

Immediately after, two streaks of talismanic light flashed simultaneously in their palms, and the two green beams in the air instantly shifted from simplicity to complexity, entangling once again.

This time, there were eight moves in total. The two fought speed with speed, and in just a moment, the eight-move clash was over.

Grace Foster snorted coldly, raised her right hand again, and three streaks of talismanic light flashed in her palm. The talisman sword split into three, turning into three phantoms—this was the extremely difficult “Split-Light Sword Control” from the final sixteen moves.

The crowd instantly erupted, and everyone broke out in a cold sweat for Eric Clark.

Earlier, when Eric Clark faced David Grant, he also used three streaks of talismanic light, but his move, “Cloud Stacking Triple Wave,” was much less difficult than this “Split-Light Sword Control.”

Facing “Split-Light Sword Control,” Eric Clark’s eyes suddenly widened, and he quickly retreated.

He had only been studying runes for just over two weeks. Even if he was a genius, how much essence could he have grasped in two weeks?

Controlling this “peachwood talisman sword” was not even his main focus of study—how could he compare to a natural-born cultivator like Grace Foster in understanding the essence of runes?

Eric Clark suddenly felt immense pressure, because he simply could not control this “Split-Light Sword Control.”

This move was full of feints and realities—who could tell which was real and which was fake?

But in the face of danger, Eric Clark did not panic.

He circulated his spiritual energy and used “Cloud Stacking Triple Wave” to defend, while quickly retreating.

He regretted that he had spent too little effort on this “peachwood talisman sword,” because just yesterday he had discovered another set of runes on the inner wall of the sword.

But he had only taken a cursory look and hadn’t studied it in depth.

If he could grasp the essence of that set of runes now, he wouldn’t be in such a sorry state.

“Cloud Stacking Triple Wave” was simply no match for “Split-Light Sword Control.”

The situation on the field was almost one-sided. Eric Clark quickly fell into disadvantage, and the situation became extremely perilous.

“I concede, I concede!” Eric Clark shouted loudly.

There’s no shame in conceding—the other party is an innate expert, a master. What’s there to be ashamed of?

But the only response Eric Clark got was a cold laugh. Grace Foster acted as if she hadn’t heard at all, instead flipping her palm again, making the three streaks of talismanic light in her hand even brighter.

The three sword beams of “Split-Light Sword Control” became even more powerful and dazzling.

“Balagobi, bastard, bitch!” Eric Clark cursed inwardly, but his mind was racing.

He carefully recalled the structure of the runes he saw yesterday.

In life-and-death moments, the survival instinct is highly stimulated. Eric Clark was already extremely intelligent, and when studying books and runes, he basically had a photographic memory.

Now, under this stimulus, his mind worked even faster.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind...

He decisively retreated, shouted loudly, and suddenly raised his right hand—“pa,” “pa,” “pa,” “pa.”

Four streaks of talismanic light flashed in his palm.

As the four streaks of talismanic light flashed, Eric Clark’s sword technique, which had been on the verge of collapse, suddenly shone brilliantly.

A small streak of green light, like a flood dragon, swiftly pierced through the blockade of the three split-light sword beams, and with an extremely strange angle, swept straight toward Grace Foster.

“Ah...”

The entire lecture hall instantly erupted.

Almost everyone stood up at the same time, staring intently at Eric Clark’s talisman sword, hardly able to believe their eyes.

How could the “peachwood talisman sword” possibly have a four-rune combination?

This was almost unheard of, never seen before—not even the masters of the Talisman Hall had ever mentioned such a bizarre thing.

What sword technique was Eric Clark using?

What was the name of this move?

Not only were all the disciples in the lecture hall dumbfounded, but even Grace Foster, who had been sneering, was momentarily stunned.

“A four-rune combination? How is that possible? Is this still a ‘peachwood talisman sword’ used by low-level cultivators?”

At this moment, only Eric Clark remained extremely calm.

His sword momentum was like a rainbow, taking the upper hand, but there was not the slightest trace of pride on his face.