Lin Shen's frustration was beyond description. He had sparred with Tian Buluo before, who also had the ability to predict moves, but sparring with Tian Buluo wasn't this disheartening.
It wasn't just prediction anymore, Lin Shen realized, he had been digging his own grave the whole ti, waiting for himself to jump in. Tie's level was just way too much higher than Tian Buluo's.
But Lin Shen refused to accept defeat. It was just too suffocating to be schooled for so long, to be rubbed in the face like this. He couldn't help but get angry; even just one victory, or winning a single move would be sothing.
Yet, he couldn't even win half a move; every ti, he was so, so close; every ti, he lost by just that tiny bit.
It was as if hope was shown to Lin Shen, yet it seed unattainable at the sa ti.
Clearly, Tie was toying with him. Tie had the strength to crush him completely, but he insisted on not doing so—just to win by a hair and leave Lin Shen in utter frustration.
Now, Lin Shen truly wished his arms could grow a few inches longer. At the very least, he wanted to be able to inflict mutual damage on Tie to relieve his anger.
Of course, he didn't really want to fight Tie to the death. He was just bitterly uncomfortable and wanted to regain so face.
With such a pitiful thought, it seed an absolute impossibility.
Tie had already brought him to this state, making it look like the opportunity was right there, but Lin Shen just couldn't seize it.
Lin Shen couldn't break through that tiny distance, and he even had the impulse to throw his blade like a flying knife at Tie, or to blast at him with Surfing Fist and Finger Sand.
The problem was they were practicing blade techniques, and Tie wasn't a real enemy; no matter how lacking in morals Lin Shen was, he wouldn't stoop that low.
The more Lin Shen fought, the more frustrated he beca; the more he battled, the angrier he got. That stifling feeling was indescribable.
"I really should bring a forty-ter-long sword to battle... See who can beat that length..." As Lin Shen swung his blade, he wished it could grow longer, or that the blade wind could harm his opponent just like the Finger Sand wind.
As he thought this, Lin Shen's blade actually produced a gust of blade wind.
What was barely a hair's breadth away beca a direct hit as the blade wind slashed across Tie, tearing his clothes and leaving a shallow mark on his Steel Body.
"Lin Shen, you're cheating! We agreed to practice the blade, how could you use that thing..." Tian Xin exclaid, hopping mad.
"No matter, Blade Qi is also a technique; being able to use it ans it's part of your strength. This strike was beyond my expectation, and I couldn't dodge it at the speed I set. It's my loss," Tie stopped Tian Xin and continued, "Lin Shen, I've seen your performance on the racial rankings and knew you could use Spatial Fist Power and finger strength. I didn't expect you could also use Blade Qi. This is very good for you."
Hearing Tie speak like that, Lin Shen felt no joy in his victory, nor the excitent of unexpectedly mastering the thod to use Blade Qi.
"Co on, continue. You may use Blade Qi, and any other skill you wish to employ," Tie said.
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"Then here I co," knowing he was no match for Tie in terms of skill versatility, Lin Shen acknowledged he only had one path to follow.
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As Tie attacked again, Lin Shen directly unleashed his Blade Qi, using the sa Scrap Sword technique as before.
Suddenly, Lin Shen discovered that Tie's own blade burst forth with Blade Qi, clashing with Lin Shen's in midair.
Tian Xin laughed heartily, "rely Blade Qi? You're not the only one who can use it, second brother can too."
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The two streams of Blade Qi collided, and surprisingly, Tie's Blade Qi was directly cleaved in half by Lin Shen's, maintaining its formidable montum as it continued toward Tie, causing Tian Xin's eyes to widen in shock.
Tie seed a bit taken aback but still managed to step aside and dodge the slice of Blade Qi.
Upon seeing this, Lin Shen was ecstatic. He twirled his dual swords wildly, both resisting Tie's attacks and continuing to attack him, as the Blade Qi had split Tie's and could keep pursuing him, forcing him to evade.
"You're cheating! Second brother is holding back his strength, but you're using more power than him. It's not fair to play like this when we're just sparring amongst ourselves," Tian Xin complained indignantly from the sidelines.
Lin Shen couldn't be bothered with the idiot. The strength Tie was using was completely under his control and certainly wouldn't be much weaker than his own. If it were significantly weaker, Tie would have adjusted it already.
His Blade Qi could slice through Tie's not because it was stronger but because it was using the Scrap Sword's technique, lending the Blade Qi an effect similar to that of the Scrap Sword.
Although it wasn't as strong as it would have been with the actual Scrap Sword, it was still much more destructive than normal Blade Qi.
Lin Shen's swords danced wildly, sending blades of Qi in every direction, making it much harder for Tie to approach him like before.
And even though Tie used several kinds of unique strengths, none could withstand Lin Shen's Blade Qi; he could only use his movent technique to dodge.
Lin Shen, who had been feeling frustrated, now felt utterly exhilarated. It was as if soone ard with divine weapons was sparring with a barehanded expert; the expert might be strong, but under Lin Shen's fierce defense with his godly swords, they had no way to strike, let alone get close to him.
Unless Tie decided to break the limits he set for himself, forcibly increasing his strength and speed, or used the Power of Nirvana to smash Lin Shen's Blade Qi from a distance, there was no way he could suppress Lin Shen.
Clearly, Tie wasn't that kind of person. After attempting several approaches and realizing he couldn't break through Lin Shen's defense, he willingly withdrew from the fight.
"You win, I can't break your defense," Tie said naturally, seemingly indifferent to winning or losing.
"He's cheating! If you exerted more strength and smashed his Blade Qi, you could have toyed with him easily," said Tian Xin.
Tie shook his head, "Not really, his way of channeling Blade Qi is quite particular. With equal strength, his Blade Qi is almost invincible. Unless I use the Power of Nirvana, I can't break through his Blade Qi."
"You an to say... his Blade Qi is unbeatable at the sa level..." Tian Xin widened his eyes in disbelief.
"It's not exactly unbeatable at the sa level, but the technique's destructive power is very strong, and combined with his defensive blade technique, unless you can break through his Blade Qi, you would need a much greater strength and speed, or the Power of Nirvana to possibly beat him," Tie said contemplatively as he watched Lin Shen. "I can't recall many skills, and it's not convenient to use the Power of Nirvana. So, you should practice with this, it might help you."
As he spoke, Tie put the chanical wristwatch, which Lin Shen had returned to him, back on Lin Shen's wrist and pressed a few buttons.
Suddenly, Lin Shen felt the scenery before his eyes shift, as if he had entered a ti tunnel.
The next second, Lin Shen's feet touched solid ground, and when his sight cleared, his eyes widened in astonishnt, "What the... how did I end up here..."
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