Sensing the change in the Seven Stars Sword, Liu Daotong was slightly startled. He hadn't expected Naless in Lin Kuang's hands to be so sharp that it could actually chip his Seven Stars Sword!
He knew this was a treasured sword, one his own master had worn. For it to be chipped now was a testant to the sharpness of Naless.
"I told you, you will die!" With those words, Lin Kuang kicked out, aiming directly for Liu Daotong's abdon.
Seeing this, Liu Daotong's body flickered. He withdrew the Seven Stars Sword to dodge the attack. Imdiately after, he swept the blade horizontally, slashing at Lin Kuang's waist.
Liu Daotong had to press his attack because he had used the Blood Sacrifice Art. His ti was limited. If he wasted it, his strength would rapidly decline. At that point, even if Lin Kuang didn't kill him, he would die anyway.
Watching Liu Daotong's deadly strike, the Naless Sword in Lin Kuang's hand vibrated, effortlessly blocking the assault. The next mont, Lin Kuang's left hand shot out, his fist smashing toward Liu Daotong's throat.
Liu Daotong didn't dare be careless. He clenched his fist and t Lin Kuang's punch head-on.
BANG!
A surge of great power erupted from the impact, shaking the leaves from the surrounding trees. It was a testant to the formidable strength of both n. The two were evenly matched; neither gained an advantage.
However, Liu Daotong's expression turned extrely ugly. He could only match Lin Kuang's strength because he had used the Blood Sacrifice Art. Without the power it granted, he never would have been able to block that punch! Besides, this power is fleeting. If this drags on, defeat is inevitable!
As he thought of this, Liu Daotong's expression soured further. I have to press the attack. I must find a flaw quickly and finish him!
With that thought, Liu Daotong brandished his Seven Stars Sword. His attacks beca incredibly fierce as he tried to find a vulnerability amidst his powerful onslaught.
Lin Kuang was not afraid at all, the Naless Sword dancing in his hand and blocking all of Liu Daotong's attacks.
Lin Kuang understood the principle perfectly: a warrior's charge is fiercest at the start, weakens with the second push, and is spent by the third. Liu Daotong was in that first, furious stage, trying to overwhelm Lin Kuang in one go. Lin Kuang knew he only had to endure this period. Once Liu Daotong's montum was spent, he could easily finish him.
But Lin Kuang disdained such a tactic. He began to counterattack, intending to finish Liu Daotong off at his peak!
Seeing Lin Kuang's counterattack, Liu Daotong was montarily stunned, but his attacks didn't falter.
The two swords beca a blur of afterimages. Their bodies nearly vanished into the forest, leaving only the occasional clang of steel.
SHLK!
The two figures reappeared in view.
Blood gushed from Liu Daotong's shoulder, where a deep wound had been opened.
Lin Kuang was also injured. After all, Liu Daotong had begun to fight with desperation, making it quite difficult for Lin Kuang to defend. Lin Kuang's chest had been slashed open, but the wound was not deep; it was a minor injury at most.
"Liu Daotong, even with the Blood Sacrifice Art, you can't beat . All that awaits you is death!" Lin Kuang said, his voice cold as ice.
The next mont, his figure charged forward at high speed, Naless pointing straight at Liu Daotong's throat.
At the sight, Liu Daotong's expression changed. He could feel the strength draining from his body—the power from the Blood Sacrifice was fading fast.
With that thought, Liu Daotong gritted his teeth. It's all or nothing!
In an instant, Liu Daotong also charged forward with no intention of dodging. The Seven Stars Sword in his hand thrust directly at Lin Kuang's throat! This was a life-for-a-life gamble.
Lin Kuang was keenly aware of what Liu Daotong was doing, yet he had no intention of evading. Naless continued its straight path toward Liu Daotong's throat.
Liu Daotong was montarily stunned. If Lin Kuang isn't a fool, he must see that I'm aiming for mutual destruction. But he's not dodging. What does it an? He was baffled, unable to comprehend the situation.
However, Liu Daotong was no fool. Since Lin Kuang is acting this way, he must have a motive. He remained extrely cautious and alert.
The two n drew closer and closer, their sword tips less than an inch from the other's throat, about to strike ho!
At this mont, Liu Daotong was on high alert. I don't know what he's planning, but I know he has no intention of dying with !
Just as he predicted, Lin Kuang's upper body twisted at an unnatural angle. He contorted himself just enough for the Seven Stars Sword to miss completely. The mont he saw Lin Kuang twist, Liu Daotong knew sothing was wrong and imdiately tried to jerk his own body aside.
anwhile, the tip of Lin Kuang's Naless had already passed Liu Daotong's throat. Theoretically, his life was saved.
But Naless was a Soft Sword. A Soft Sword's defining characteristic is its flexibility, allowing it to change direction in its wielder's hand.
With a rapid flick of his wrist, the tip of Naless, which had just passed Liu Daotong's throat, suddenly curved back, piercing clean through his throat!
Liu Daotong stared blankly. He never imagined that Lin Kuang would still manage to pierce his throat.
In the last instant before his life force faded completely, Liu Daotong went berserk!
He stomped his feet hard, his body lunging forward, heedless of Naless already piercing his throat. Liu Daotong closed the distance in an instant. The two were already too close, and the sudden lunge caught Lin Kuang completely by surprise.
As Lin Kuang attempted to break free, Liu Daotong's hands latched onto his back with a death grip.
Liu Daotong's lips moved slightly, but he made no sound. Still, Lin Kuang read them. They ford a single, terrifying word: *Explode*.
Seeing this, Lin Kuang's expression changed dramatically, and he swung Naless fiercely.
However, at that very mont, Liu Daotong's body violently exploded, turning into a mist of blood and vanishing completely.
Several nearby trees were blown apart, and the ground was blasted into a large pit roughly four to five ters across.
"Lin Kuang!"
Yang Ruoxi, who had been watching the battle intently, leaped down from the trees. "Lin Kuang!" she cried out again, her voice sharp with anxiety and echoing through the forest.
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