Chapter 1760: Chapter 1759: Competition of Sword Technique
King Kunlun unleashed the strength of a tenth-stage grandmaster, his entire being transford into sothing akin to a god or demon.
He was shrouded in violet qi, hovering a thousand ters in the air, overlooking Lin Dong.
At this mont, his montum was more than ten tis stronger than before. The overwhelming aura he exuded was in no way inferior to that of Heavenly Realm Martial Artists.
“Lin Dong, I have witnessed your physical body’s ‘Dragon Scaled Armor Prototype’ and your Immortal Golden Body. I have seen your national martial arts and ancient techniques, and examined your various trump cards. Next, I want to see your swordsmanship.”
King Kunlun uttered these words while retrieving the ‘Xuanyuan Sword’ strapped to his back.
At the sa ti, Lin Dong also unsheathed his Yangxin Sword.
Although King Kunlun’s montum surged like a mighty rainbow with his tenth-stage grandmaster power, Lin Dong showed no signs of conceding defeat at this critical juncture.
Gripping the Yangxin Sword, he charged at King Kunlun.
Lin Dong had mastered various sword techniques, having previously spent considerable ti in the ‘National Technique Tower,’ learning hundreds of styles from Seal Demon.
Now, wielding his Yangxin Sword, Lin Dong began to execute these techniques in his fierce battle against King Kunlun.
“Sky-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique!”
Lin Dong unleashed a grandmaster-level sword-drawing technique, sending out a terrifying beam of sword light toward King Kunlun.
King Kunlun smiled faintly, holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. With a re deflection from the scabbard, he effortlessly neutralized Lin Dong’s grandmaster-level sword move.
“If your swordsmanship is only of this caliber, you are not even qualified to make my Xuanyuan Sword leave its scabbard,” King Kunlun remarked, his violet aura radiating like that of an immortal walking among mortals.
Lin Dong gritted his teeth, his fighting spirit surging within him.
The Yangxin Sword, sensing Lin Dong’s battle intention, began trembling violently, emitting a resonant ‘buzzing’ sound.
“Swish!” Suddenly, the Yangxin Sword underwent a transformation, shifting from its ancient and unadorned appearance to a blood-red hue, as if soaked in blood.
In this state, the Yangxin Sword symbolized full battle-readiness.
“Roooarrr~~” A dragon’s roar echoed from within the Yangxin Sword, and Lin Dong swiftly launched three consecutive strikes!
“Three Blades of Hell!”
“First blade: Asura Sword.”
“Whoosh!”
As the sword descended, a blood-red beam of sword light slashed toward King Kunlun.
Within the crimson glow, countless blood shadows materialized, their twisted forms resembling hideous demons and wrathful Asuras, opening their ghastly mouths as if to devour everything.
This strike carved out an entire blood-soaked Asura domain, capable of annihilating even Ninth-Stage Grandmasters of Qingye Sanzang’s caliber with ease.
Yet, in the face of this attack, King Kunlun rely smiled faintly and said, “This strike is much stronger than the sword-drawing technique earlier. However, it is still insufficient to compel
to unsheathe the Xuanyuan Sword!”
As he spoke, golden light seeped out from the Xuanyuan Sword.
“Bang!” That golden light instantly nullified Lin Dong’s Asura Sword.
Lin Dong then unleashed the second blade of the ‘Three Blades of Hell.’
“Second blade: A Flower, A World!”
“Whoosh!”
With the sword strike, a radiant beam materialized, birthing a magnificent flower.
Within the flower, countless specks of glowing light shimred like eternal embers.
Petals erged endlessly, accompanied by crimson leaves.
“Boom-boom-boom~~~”
Each petal ignited into blazing flas, as did the leaves, which transford into two fiery dragons surging toward King Kunlun.
Seeing this, King Kunlun chuckled and said, “An excellent strike. ‘A Flower, A World.’ It embodies the essence of the Three Thousand Great Ways and the Three Thousand Swords Dao.”
“This strike deserves my sword!”
“Xuanyuan Sword, unsheathe!” Facing Lin Dong’s attack, King Kunlun finally unsheathed his weapon and followed up with a strike.
This strike contained no discernible technique.
A casual swing of his sword rivaled the most refined grandmaster-level swordsmanship.
His sword stroke emitted two stark white edges that collided with the fiery dragons ford by Lin Dong’s sword technique.
“Boom!!”
The dragons shattered under the white blade, erupting into a sea of petals ablaze with flas, their fiery dance entrancingly chaotic.
“Where petals flutter, flas endlessly thrive. ‘A Flower, A World’ is indeed not easily extinguished,” Lin Dong murmured before witnessing the scattered flas recombine into a renewed dragon that charged once again toward King Kunlun.
King Kunlun smiled lightly and remarked, “This strike is formidable and could render you invincible within the Ninth-Stage Grandmaster Realm.”
“However, in this world, no fla is truly indomitable!”
“One Blade of Frost: Ice Seals Ten Thousand Miles!”
King Kunlun executed yet another strike.
This ti, a chill radiated from the blade.
Instantly, the frosty glare enveloped the advancing fiery dragon.
“Ssshh~~”
In an instant, the blaze was encased in ice, frozen solid in midair!
King Kunlun then inhaled deeply and exhaled sharply.
“Crack!” The frozen dragon shattered into countless shards, vanishing forever.
Witnessing this, Lin Dong’s expression darkened. King Kunlun’s mastery of Kendo was undoubtedly profound.
“His swordsmanship has reached the Realm of Gods and n, surpassing the limitations of grandmaster-level techniques. At such a level, even casual strikes carry the complexity of myriad transformations,” Lin Dong thought to himself.
Such mastery explained why King Kunlun’s techniques appeared straightforward yet proved unimaginably powerful, seemingly unbound by conventional sword forms.
“The Three Blades of Hell consist of three strikes. Since you’ve already used two, let
see the third one,” King Kunlun said calmly.
At this mont, Lin Dong summoned the Buddha and Demon Dharma Body, rging it with his true self.
In this fused state, both Lin Dong and the Dharma Body swung their swords simultaneously.
“One Buddha Demon Sword!”
“One blade to slay Buddha, one blade to slay demons.”
“Nine Mountains, Eight Seas—Unyielding!”
Lin Dong, along with the Buddha and Demon Dharma Body, unleashed synchronized strikes.
The blade Lin Dong wielded transford into a golden beam, while the Dharma Body’s blade manifested as a black beam.
The golden beam carried the power of the Buddhist Way and materialized as a mighty Buddha.
The black beam carried the force of the Demonic Way and materialized as a nacing Dark Demon Lord.
The golden beam was capable of extinguishing demons!
The black beam could vanquish divine beings!
At this mont, the golden and black beams intertwined like two lustrous, soaring dragons.
Facing this strike, King Kunlun genuinely admired it, saying, “What an impressive display—the One Buddha Demon Sword!”
“This technique showcases your unparalleled talent in swordsmanship. Soon, you will step into the Realm of Gods and n within Kendo.”
Despite his praise, King Kunlun responded with another strike.
Clearly, while Lin Dong’s combined attack was powerful, it remained confined to the grandmaster-level.
A grandmaster swordsman could hardly rival the heights of Kendo at the Realm of Gods and n.
King Kunlun swung the Xuanyuan Sword and declared, “This strike represents the culmination of my Kendo mastery within the Realm of Gods and n, integrating 3,600 transformations in sword intent.”
“I call it ‘Three Thousand Sword Dao’!”
“Boom!”
Lin Dong’s One Buddha Demon Sword collided with King Kunlun’s transcendent ‘Three Thousand Sword Dao.’
The resulting clash sent sword light soaring to the heavens, their brilliance illuminating the entire realm across nineteen provinces!
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