Watching Lin Fan's fist coming at him, how could Du Moxie hesitate? Just now, Lin Fan actually used both hands to capture his giant sword, making Du Moxie guess that Lin Fan's strength was certainly terrifyingly abnormal. He quickly swung his arm backward, preparing to retract his giant sword!
However, Lin Fan moved quickly like the wind. After a shadow flashed across the air, his arm swiftly pounded toward the giant sword!
Boom!
As the fist collided with the giant sword, a loud noise erupted!
The giant sword trembled unceasingly, appearing as though it was about to break!
Of course, Du Moxie's giant sword was forged with treacherous refined iron, crafted through countless processes. It wouldn't be easily broken!
But Lin Fan's fist was also not to be underestimated. As it struck the giant sword, it caused the sword to tremble relentlessly, emitting a buzzing sound that made Du Moxie's palm subtly ache!
"The power is indeed substantial!" Du Moxie said solemnly.
"Don't worry! Since you wish to fight! Then today I'll accompany you for a battle!" Lin Fan said calmly.
Following that, Lin Fan's hands were like hamrs once more, fiercely attacking Du Moxie!
Each ti Lin Fan's fists struck the air, they pushed the cold wind coming towards him aside, while producing a piercing sound of fist wind.
In just a mont, Lin Fan lost count of how many punches he had thrown; regardless, the air was filled with Lin Fan's fists' shadows, a continuous noise that sounded like firecrackers!
Du Moxie, capable of posing a threat to Lin Fan, was definitely formidable; he swiftly retreated, smashing the icy steel beneath his feet while continuously swinging his giant sword to fend off Lin Fan's fists.
The string of attacks did not threaten Du Moxie, causing Lin Fan's expression to darken slightly.
"Shatter!"
Suddenly, Lin Fan roared; the powerful Qi surging through his arm burst forth vigorously, turbulent like mighty waves, boiling over Lin Fan's fist, rushing forward along with the trajectory of his punch!
"Slash!"
Du Moxie, knowing Lin Fan's terrifying strength, imdiately swung the giant sword aggressively toward Lin Fan's fist!
Boom!
Accompanied by a deafening roar!
Lin Fan's fist heavily collided with the giant sword, resembling a clash between planets.
Upon contact between the fist and the sword, a stream of air dispersed outward like ripples!
Pah-pah-pah~
Hurried footsteps followed!
Lin Fan was pushed back three steps, leaving a trail of blood on the back of his hand. Fortunately, he was protected by Powerful Qi; otherwise, Du Moxie's sword would have shattered his fist!
anwhile, Du Moxie did not fare much better, retreating five steps, each step landing heavily on the steel, causing it to vibrate continuously!
Du Moxie shook his sowhat numbed arm, and looked at Lin Fan with eyes burning fiercely, loudly declaring, "Lin Fan, your strength is indeed formidable, but if you think you'll defeat
with just your fists, you're dreaming!"
Then, Du Moxie waved his arm, raising his giant sword toward Lin Fan, full of provocation, "I heard you are also skilled in swordsmanship, Lin Fan, draw your sword."
"Sword? Ha! When you push
to the point of drawing my sword, you'll get your wish!" Lin Fan chuckled lightly.
Since returning to the country, Lin Fan had only used his sword once, and that was in Paris against the vampire Count; apart from that, no one had yet forced Lin Fan to draw his sword!
"Then today this Young Master will force you to draw your sword!"
Roar~
Du Moxie let out a long roar, deafening like a tiger's roar!
In the next mont, Du Moxie charged forward with large strides, his giant sword already crazily swinging before he arrived.
"Let's see my Wild Sword Thirteen Techniques!"
Du Moxie shouted. Before his voice fell, his giant sword slashed toward Lin Fan.
This sword was extrely fast, faster than any previous sword Du Moxie had swung, the sharp tip slicing through the void as if threatening to tear open the air itself.
Lin Fan dared not et it head-on and could only retreat!
The first sword missed, and without stopping, Du Moxie swung his second sword toward Lin Fan, even faster than the first.
Slash, slash, slash~
In just a few short monts, Du Moxie swung five swords. Luckily, Lin Fan was quick enough, though each escape was a close call. If he hesitated for even a second, he would have been slain by Du Moxie's swords atop the Bird's Nest!
"Sixth sword!"
With another loud shout from Du Moxie, the huge sword once again chopped toward Lin Fan.
This ti, Lin Fan chose to dodge once more.
Just as Lin Fan moved to dodge, a cold light flashed in Du Moxie's eyes; being called a genius ant possessing not only extraordinary skill but also a high intellect in martial arts. Having observed Lin Fan's evasive maneuvers, as Lin Fan prepared to dodge, Du Moxie swung the giant sword toward his intended escape route!
"Eighth sword! Lin Fan, use your sword!" Du Moxie roared.
Watching Du Moxie's sword strike, Lin Fan's expression turned serious. He had to admit that Du Moxie had seized the opportunity well. Lin Fan was confident in his evasions, but couldn't be sure he'd remain unhard!
"Ten Thousand Evils Hall Young Master is indeed extraordinary!" Lin Fan thought to himself.
At the sa ti, Lin Fan made his move. He swiped his hand across his waist, and with a crisp "Swish," a dazzling sparkle burst forth from Lin Fan's waist!
Then Lin Fan grabbed that sparkle and imdiately countered with a strike!
With a crisp "Clang" sound!
Du Moxie's frenzied sword ca to an abrupt halt in mid-air!
"A soft sword!" Du Moxie exclaid in surprise.
Indeed, the cold sparkle that blocked Du Moxie's sword was none other than a slender soft sword!
The so-called soft sword is extrely pliable, resembling an iron sheet. When not in use, it is so soft that Lin Fan normally uses his soft sword as a belt, making it easy to extract during battle and effectively conceal it!
Yet once drawn during combat, controlled by Powerful Qi, the soft sword becos incredibly sharp!
However, mastering the use of a soft sword is not achieved overnight. Even channeling Powerful Qi might not guarantee success!
Back in those days, under his ntor's guidance, Lin Fan suffered considerably to hone his skills with the soft sword. Improper handling of a soft sword could easily inflict self-injury. In fact, Lin Fan had often hard himself while practicing.
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