Chapter 609: Chapter 608: The Sword God Who Got Hung Up
In an instant, the scene suddenly fell into silence, everyone’s face was full of terror as they looked at Sword Wuya.
Everyone had observed him for so long, only rembering his grandmaster-like aura, his unimpressive attire, and his piercing gaze.
However, no one noticed the sword hanging at his waist!
He is a swordsman, his sword can take lives more effectively than firearms, yet no one can notice his sword?
If it were a duel, and this sword suddenly attacked, who could evade it?
The crowd was both enlightened and frightened, Sword Wuya’s prowess was more terrifying than imagined, he had already managed to obscure the edge of his sword with his personal style.
No wonder he is the leader of the Nine Great Hall Masters, the man hailed as the Huaxia Sword God.
Yet, the mont this man grasped the sword, he furrowed his brows and spoke stiffly, “Elder, where is your sword?”
He fully sensed again but did not sense where Yiqing School hid their sword.
It is well known that Yiqing School ca from the Neon One-Sword Style, he was mischievous in his childhood, thinking that using a sword was far more graceful than using a saber, thus he created the Sword Studio, incorporating the essence of One-Sword Style into Sword Dao, achieving supre accomplishnts.
In essence, his swordsmanship and One-Sword Style are similar in spirit, with the core being to kill the enemy with one strike.
And the most critical aspect of One-Sword Style is the “Hidden Sword Style,” where the sword is hidden first, and at the critical mont, a strike is made.
Sword Wuya’s Sword Dao also imitates this technique, hence he just concealed his sword montum, and no one noticed the presence of the sword at his waist.
Now, Sword Wuya can’t even find Yiqing School’s sword, he knows he has already fallen behind in this battle.
The other Eight Great Hall Masters were also secretly shocked, they rembered that when Yiqing School defeated them, it was with an ordinary iron sword.
Now his sword is unexpectedly missing?
“Young man, as I said before, your strength is very powerful.”
Yiqing School’s hands naturally fell, his wide sleeves fluttering softly in the absence of wind, “Therefore, to honor your strength, I decided not to use a sword.”
The people at the scene were puzzled, but Sword Wuya’s face changed drastically: “What! You’ve reached that level?”
Yiqing School did not speak, but his wide sleeves flew more urgently, as if a beast hidden inside was escaping.
Sword Wuya’s forehead broke out in cold sweat, he stared intently at his opponent, not daring to strike.
“Young man, you said before that I talked a lot and it was aningless. However, I must tell you, I ca to Huaxia this ti for the Night Emperor.”
Sword Wuya felt a chill in his heart, the veins on his hand gripping the sword bulged, a ferocious look appeared on his face: “Your Heart Attack Technique is useless on !”
Yiqing School continued speaking as if to himself, “How could a master like the Night Emperor be killed easily by ? To adjust my state to the peak, your Nine Great Martial Arts Halls are my whetstones.”
This statent caused the whole audience to be indescribably shocked.
As it turned out, Yiqing School challenged the Nine Great Martial Arts Halls rely to practice?
So what kind of being is the Night Emperor, to be valued so highly by the Sword God!
In the stands, the defeated heads of the Eight Great Martial Arts Halls had ashen faces, soone shouted angrily, “The old fox is indeed abominable!”
“Sword Wuya, defeat the old fox, let him know the cost of arrogance!”
Even though they lost to Yiqing School, many hall leaders were very unconvinced.
The opponent’s prowess was real, but insulting people like this was too disrespectful, wasn’t it?
Sword Wuya was also very angry, being used as a whetstone?
“I am the Sword Saint!”
Irrepressible anger surged in his heart, Sword Wuya’s face twisted as he drew his sword.
The na of the Sword Saint is not unearned, at that mont, a bolt of lightning flashed across the martial arts hall’s platform, dazzling, varied, sharp Sword Intent carrying heavenly might, making everyone’s heart tremble.
However, Yiqing School’s expression did not change, still indifferent and casual.
The lightning struck with indescribable speed, Yiqing School’s arm raised level, middle finger and thumb t, then lightly flicked.
Bang!
A thumb-thick ball of light clashed with the lightning, creating a deafening explosion.
The entire martial arts hall shook from the explosion, then smoke from the blast enveloped the platform.
In the stands, everyone was in shock for a long ti.
With thunder and lightning, and explosive roars, this duel greatly exceeded many people’s imagination.
Is this a sci-fi blockbuster!
After an unknown period, the smoke slowly cleared, the platform reappeared, and the scene upon it fell into the crowd’s eyes.
Yiqing School still stood there steadily, his expression calm, his body upright, unaffected by the explosion.
While Sword Wuya lay on the ground with blood staining the corners of his mouth, there was a thumb-thick blood hole on his shoulder, the clothes around the wound charred and curled as if burned…
He lay there powerlessly, his face pale as paper, his chest heaving weakly, looking extrely frail, with no strength to resist.
“Hiss!”
Everyone inhaled sharply, eyes widening in disbelief.
The Huaxia Sword Saint actually lost?
A generation of legends fell just like that?
“I lost.”
Sword Wuya’s voice was weak, hiding great sadness: “You, sir, have already reached the realm of ‘I am the sword, transforming Qi into substance,’ I am not wronged in defeat.”
This statent left the Eight Great Hall Masters with iron-blue faces; as it turns out, the Neon old fox’s swordsmanship had reached the heavens! Whether with a sword or not was irrelevant because he himself is the sword!
“You are very strong, barely enough to defeat the forr .”
Yiqing School seldom showed lancholy: “Now, my Sword Intent has gathered to its peak, it’s ti to go and duel to the death with the Night Emperor.”
At this point, people’s feelings were shocked to the point of numbness.
You’ve already reached such heights, yet you still fear the Night Emperor?
Is that guy a human or a god!
To save face, Sword Wuya forced a smile: “Sir, you’ve reached such a realm, no matter how powerful the Night Emperor is, he cannot defeat you.”
This was neither flattery nor an excuse for failure; as a sword student, he deeply understood how terrifying Yiqing School’s level was.
Such a person is nothing short of a monster, regardless of the Night Emperor’s might, there was no possibility of winning.
Yiqing School said sternly: “I am also very curious if the person who killed my son can truly be as powerful as I imagine.”
Under countless gazes, he rummaged in his pocket and actually pulled out a… phone?
“What is happening?”
After a shocking battle, he then took out a phone? Isn’t this style too strange?
Even stranger, Yiqing School indeed dialed a number and pressed the speakerphone.
An indolent voice ca from the phone: “Hello, who is this?”
“It’s , Yiqing School.”
Yiqing Street’s voice was very calm, but everyone present could feel a chilling air.
“Yiqing School? You have the wrong number!”
The person on the phone finished speaking, muttered “lunatic,” and then hung up with a snap.
The waiting tone echoed “beep beep beep,” the Eight Great Hall Masters were bewildered, Sword Wuya was bewildered, everyone was bewildered, even Yiqing School himself was bewildered.
The generation of the Neon Sword God was actually hung up on by soone fiercely?
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