Chapter 92: The Fall of the Sword Saint
Boom——!
Gang Tianng’s fist smashed viciously into the ground, and the asphalt road shattered like a biscuit.
Amid the flying rubble, Yamazaki Tetsu’s figure drifted backward like a light feather, borrowing the force to retreat.
“Can you only dodge? Coward!”
Gang Tianng roared, scalding white steam billowing from his entire body.
The wounds on his body, stimulated by 【Pain Conversion】, not only failed to weaken him, but instead beca a source of strength.
That tearing agony made him even more excited, even more insane.
Yamazaki Tetsu did not speak.
He adjusted his breathing, the fingers gripping his blade turning slightly pale.
This monster’s stamina seed inexhaustible, and the more it fought, the stronger it beca.
It had to be a one-hit kill.
“Mind’s Eye·Extre.”
Yamazaki Tetsu closed his eyes.
The surrounding clamor, the sound of wind, even Gang Tianng’s heavy breathing—all of it beca incomparably clear within his perception.
He “saw” it.
Within Gang Tianng’s ferocious offensive, that fleeting opening—the heart.
“Right here.”
Yamazaki Tetsu suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp gleam bursting forth.
Clang——!
The long blade let out a cry that thirsted for blood.
He lowered his stance, his entire body transforming into a streak of black light, charging straight toward Gang Tianng’s fist.
This strike condensed all of his essence, energy, and spirit.
Fast.
So fast it reached the extre.
Gang Tianng sensed the threat of death, yet the red light in his eyes burned even hotter.
“Co on!!!”
He neither dodged nor evaded, instead spreading his arms wide, intending to receive the blade with his chest, then crush his opponent to death with a bear hug!
A madman!
Both of them were madn!
At the critical instant when the blade’s edge was about to touch Gang Tianng’s skin.
“Bang!”
An abrupt gunshot shattered the lethal tacit understanding between the two.
This shot was precise and cold, striking the back of Yamazaki Tetsu’s head dead-on.
Puff!
A burst of blood exploded from the back of Yamazaki Tetsu’s skull.
The light in Yamazaki Tetsu’s eyes instantly scattered.
His body stiffened violently.
A trace of resolve and unwillingness still lingered on his face.
“You…”
He widened his eyes, wanting to say sothing.
But in the end, his hand weakly loosened its grip on the hilt, and his body slumped backward.
A generation’s Sword Saint thus fell.
【Player 【Gambler】 killed player 【Sword Saint】】
【Current remaining players: 10】
The cold notification sounded in the minds of all players.
……
Silence.
The battlefield fell into a brief, deathly silence.
Gang Tianng maintained his hugging posture, staring blankly at the corpse before him.
“Dead?”
Gang Tianng reached out and pushed Yamazaki Tetsu’s corpse.
The body toppled to the ground, letting out a dull thud.
A fury born of a climax being interrupted instantly filled Gang Tianng’s chest.
It was the irritability of prey being snatched away.
It was the utmost hatred toward this “sacred” duel being defiled.
“Who…”
Gang Tianng slowly turned his head, his neck emitting crackling sounds.
Those blood-red eyes of his locked firmly onto the position from which the bullet had been fired.
There, Sakamoto Ryuji was blowing the smoke from his gun barrel, wearing a brilliant smile.
“Surprise!”
Sakamoto Ryuji waved at Gang Tianng.
“Uncle, no need to thank .”
“I’ve long found this kind of swordman who only knows how to look cool unpleasant.”
Even Abe Qingtian beside Sakamoto Ryuji was stunned.
“He just… died?”
“This is way too…”
Too farcical.
“Bingo!”
Sakamoto Ryuji whistled.
“See? I told you luck is the entirety of strength.”
“No need to thank you?”
“Who… allowed you to?”
Gang Tianng abruptly raised his head.
Those eyes had completely turned blood-red, the corners even splitting from congestion, two streams of bloody tears flowing down.
“My fight…”
“My most perfect fight…”
“Was ruined by a clown like you…!!!”
Boom!
The ground beneath Gang Tianng’s feet instantly exploded.
He showed not the slightest post-injury weakness; instead, driven by extre rage, the 【Pain Conversion】 within his body was pushed to its limit.
Dark-red steam gushed from every pore of his body, enveloping him completely, like a blood-soaked Demon God.
“I’ll tear you… into pieces!!!”
Gang Tianng let out a beast-like roar, his entire body turning into a red afterimage as he charged toward Sakamoto Ryuji in an instant.
……
“Oh dear, looks like he’s angry.”
Sakamoto Ryuji watched Gang Tianng sprint toward him, his face showing not the slightest fear.
“Abe-san, your turn to work.”
He took a step back, yielding the stage to the onmyoji beside him.
“Hmph, a crude martial brute.”
With a “swish,” Abe Qingtian opened his folding fan, covering half his face and revealing only a pair of cold, sinister eyes.
“Perfect timing—let test my blade on you.”
“Shikigami·Inugami! Shikigami·Yuki-onna!”
“Go! Let him know what reverence is!”
Roar——!
The already impatient Inugami let out a roar and leapt forward.
It expanded rapidly against the wind midair, transforming into a three-ter-tall giant wolf, brandishing the enormous wolf-tooth club in its hands and smashing it down toward the charging Gang Tianng with overwhelming force.
At the sa ti.
Yuki-onna hovered in midair, forming seals with both hands.
The originally pitch-black night sky actually began to snow.
“Ice Release·Frost Heaven Hundred Flowers Burial!”
Countless sharp ice crystals condensed in the air, transforming into a deadly blizzard that enveloped Gang Tianng within.
“Get lost!!!”
Facing the pincer attack of the two great shikigami, Gang Tianng showed no intention of slowing down at all.
He threw a punch, colliding head-on with Inugami’s wolf-tooth club.
Clang!!!
The sound of tal clashing thundered deafeningly.
Inugami was blasted backward, tumbling several tis in midair before barely landing, and the wolf-tooth club in its hands was actually bent!
But Gang Tianng’s charge was also halted by the recoil.
Imdiately after, ice spikes rained down from the sky.
Puff puff puff!
The ice spikes pierced into Gang Tianng’s body, blood splattering everywhere.
But the dark-red airflow on Gang Tianng’s body surface instantly boiled—that was 【Pain Conversion】 operating at full frenzy.
The heavier the injuries, the stronger he beca!
“Attacks of this level… are you scratching my itch?!”
Gang Tianng roared, the muscles on his body swelling another full circle, and he actually launched another charge head-on through the blizzard.
“How is that possible?!”
Abe Qingtian’s expression changed slightly.
This monster’s defense and recovery were simply unreasonable!
“This must be the characteristic of his transcendent power.”
Sakamoto Ryuji hid in the distance, tossing a coin. “The more he fights, the crazier he gets; the crazier he gets, the stronger he becos.”
“If you don’t use so real skills, you’ll get counter-killed, Abe-san.”
“Shut up!”
Abe Qingtian flew into a rage from embarrassnt.
He bit his fingertip and sared the blood onto his folding fan.
“Forbidden Art·Night Parade of a Hundred Demons!”
With his chant, the battlefield that had only two shikigami suddenly surged with countless black phantoms.
Though these spirits were weak, they made up for it with sheer numbers, swarming toward Gang Tianng like an ant colony, tearing at his flesh and interfering with his vision.
Gang Tianng instantly fell into a bitter battle.
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