Chapter 494: Chapter 493 The Supreme Crown (Part 2)
"Brother Shi, the happiest thing in life is an unexpected surprise that falls from the sky. And you, you are my surprise, I’m pleased to cross hands with you."
Yu Zhao’s hands hung slightly, his back straight, always maintaining an elegant posture. As soon as his words fell, he punched forward with his left hand. Halfway through, the index finger suddenly extended, followed by the middle finger, the ring finger, and the pinky.
This move was exceptionally weird, but when enacted by Yu Zhao, it seemed as if he was playing a harp in mid-air, filled with the ritualistic sense of an aristocratic family.
What the crowd didn’t know was that with every pointed finger, a mysterious invisible force rushed towards the void, densely surrounding Shi Xiaole.
Eight-Finger Flick Transfer.
It’s the Yu Family’s secret martial arts, Eight-Finger Flick Transfer!
Unlike other martial arts, to master the Eight-Finger Flick Transfer, one must first comprehend the Teleportation True Intent. Proficiency is achieved twice as fast with the True Intent, and its power is endless.
Four forces, from different directions, grabbed Shi Xiaole, as if intending to tear him apart. They appeared and disappeared without a trace.
Yu Zhao knew that Shi Xiaole had amazing perception. However, the Eight-Finger Flick Transfer was unfathomable. Unless the opponent was a god, it would be impossible to see the flaw at the first encounter. And as long as it hit once, he could establish a winning position.
The Heavenly Sword realm stimulated to the limit, countless Sword Qi pervaded the void, directed at Yu Zhao. At the same time, it also served as a protective barrier for Shi Xiaole, detecting the location of the four powers.
Shi...
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
On the river’s surface, countless splashes erupted. Four violent explosions shook the heavens and earth, the force of distortion forming an unbroken whitish graffiti on the Void Wall.
All of a sudden-
The Four forces pierced by the Sword Qi suddenly appeared in front of Shi Xiaole, pressing towards his head, neck, leg, and lower back.
The ’Eight’ in the Eight-Finger Flick Transfer, does not refer to eight continuous finger strikes, but rather four pairs. Heaven has Yin and Yang, and force also has two sides. When you break down one kind of force, won’t another kind of force be immediately born?
Among the present elites, only Shi Xiaole was worthy of Yu Zhao’s use of the Eight-Finger Flick Transfer. Because only he could break the first four forces. Unfortunately, when he broke the force, it was also his time of defeat.
Yu Zhao stared intently at Shi Xiaole.
But soon, his gaze stagnated.
In his field of vision, Shi Xiaole was not hit by the four forces. A layer of flowing force enveloped him, making the air extraordinarily active. It was the Wind True Intent.
Between heaven and earth, any kind of motion contains force, or even the object itself, is a carrier of force. Wind is naturally a force. Under the wrap of Wind True Intent, the four teleportation forces suddenly got confused. Seizing this opportunity, Shi Xiaole escaped.
Yu Zhao’s mouth tightened.
Teleportation force is not so easily disturbed. He dared to affirm that even if Shi Xiaole has not figured out the rule of Eight-Finger Flick Transfer, he must have seen some clues from the previous four forces.
This man’s ability to perceive and adapt was so strong that it was daunting, rare among his peers.
"Great Teleportation Shift!"
Yu Zhao stepped forward. His body was enveloped by the teleportation force. Just as he was pierced by Sword Qi, he immediately floated to the other side, like a duckweed in the water, weightless. The Sword Qi, on the contrary, became his propulsion.
Shi Xiaole was not flustered. He held the sword in his single hand, moved left six steps, charged forward three steps. Each step swung out a sword. By the time he moved nine steps, there was a loud boom behind him.
It turned out that with these nine steps and nine swords, Shi Xiaole had quietly changed the location where the teleportation force converged. This allowed him to reach his peak momentum, his body flying horizontally, with his robe fluttering, stabbing out a dazzling sword light as fast as lightning.
Sword Technique, Outer Heaven Flying Immortal.
"All Things Shift!"
Feeling this inviolable, superior Sword Qi, Yu Zhao’s body tensed to the extreme. He quickly backed away, leaving a straight water line on the river’s surface. At the same time, his left hand stretched out, his right hand pulled back, the teleportation forces opened and closed, shaking out a smoke-like gray Vigorous Air.
The gray Vigorous Air swirled around a center point, rotating rapidly. It seemed like anything entering it would lose its direction and couldn’t escape.
The sword light collided fiercely with the gray cloud, but there was no sound until an instant later. Three hundred meters to the right, a water column carafe-size and hundred meters tall erupted. The Sword Qi stirred violently within it.
"Did he actually shift Shi Xiaole’s strongest sword attack?"
Crowd gasped in awe.
But before Liang Shuhao could show a hint of joy, someone said, "No!"
The words had barely fallen when the gray clouds dispersed.
On the river’s surface, Yu Zhao’s hands were about three inches apart, holding a long sword in the middle. The sword tip, like a venomous snake sticking out its tongue, could strike a deadly blow at any time.
"Stop!"
Yu Zhao stimulated his full strength, Vigorous Air desperately poured into his hands, making the teleportation force between his hands stronger to block the sword’s attack.
However, no matter how fast his reaction was, how could it be faster than Shi Xiaole, who had comprehended the Heavenly Sword? Almost the moment he initiated his thought, countless Sword Qi in the void struck Yu Zhao densely like a downpour.
Thump thump thump...
The sound of exploding waves was constant, all the Sword Qi was diverted by the teleportation force at Yu Zhao’s surface, none touched him. However, because of this, Yu Zhao’s force was diverted, and the teleporting force decreased substantially between his hands.
Shick.
Seizing the opportunity, Shi Xiaole’s long sword thrust, the sword tip broke through the defense, leaving a long mark on Yu Zhao’s chest.
Yu Zhao retreated a hundred meters, breath in disarray. He touched his chest and his fingers were stained with blood.
"Injured? Although it’s a minor injury, for a young Lord, getting injured by a peer is a first since his debut."
"The Heavenly Sword realm is indeed amazing, I’m afraid only Shi Xiaole could break through the defense of teleportation force."
"Let’s be clear, to be able to fight with Shi Xiaole, who grasped the Heavenly Sword, to this extent, Yu Zhao is definitely the first person to do so in centuries. These two individuals, if placed in a previous era, could both undeniably be titled Lords. Yet, fate has brought them together."
Before the battle, indeed a considerable number of people suspected that Shi Xiaole might have an advantage. But when the results came out, some still found it hard to calm their emotions.
In the Martial World of Xuanwu State, the young Lord’s status was almost equivalent to the king of the young generation, invincible and unsurpassed. Normally, let alone getting hurt, if someone could withstand his ten strikes, they would be, no doubt, considered an elite genius, whose fame would reverberate throughout the martial arts world!
Compared with this, it is clearly inadequate to describe Shi Xiaole as a stunning talent.
"Brother Shi, you are the first person I truly admire thus far. If you can withstand my next attack, Yu Zhao will admit defeat willingly."
Stabilizing his breaths, a smirk emerged on Yu Zhao’s face as if the earlier defeat hadn’t made the slightest impact on him.
"Please."
Inwardly impressed, Shi Xiaole too started to admire his opponent.
A person’s strength does not lie in power, but in will and belief. In Shi Xiaole’s view, Yu Wen Cang’s unyielding determination was incredibly strong, yet he revealed a flaw at the crucial moment of the duel.
But Yu Zhao was different. His conviction seemed to have seeped into his blood, character, unaffected by flourishing or declining circumstances. Immutable to external influences, this was the great realm of the ancient ancestors, easy in words but extremely hard to achieve.
Threads of grey light points seeped from Yu Zhao’s pores, like fireflies in the dark night. They floated towards the surface of the Linjiang river at a seemingly slow but actually fast speed, covering an area of a hundred meters in a blink.
People felt an illusion as if Yu Zhao and Shi Xiaole no longer belonged to this space-time but were situated in a parallel universe, visible only in spirit.
"It’s not that they have been teleported, but our vision, hearing, and even the spatial perception have been influenced, causing a deviation."
Tong Baizhan spoke in a low voice.
Until today, he never imagined that True Intent could be evolved to such an extent. It could only be said that man’s imagination is boundless. But only Yu Zhao has the ability to realize this kind of imagination.
"The next strike will definitely shake the heavens and earth. I wonder if you still have any means?"
Tong Baizhan looked at Shi Xiaole, his heart had never beat this rapidly.
In fact, at this moment, whether it was the distinguished heroes in Immortal Gorge or the numerous martial artists in Guanxian Tower, all were holding their breaths, not blinking.
Everyone knew that the next strike would determine the final victory of this battle. It would also decide who should be ranked first in the Xian Meeting, first in Xuanwu State, and even first in Shuntian Capital!
A bird’s long call came from afar. The sound of the river slowly flowing seemed increasingly audible.
Inside Immortal Gorge, the air felt as heavy as lead, filled with an odd sense of excitation. People never knew that breathing could be so laborious.
All this might seem long but in reality, it happened in the blink of an eye.
"Heaven and Earth, overturn!"
All the grey light points suddenly combined, turning into hundreds of Yu Zhao’s imitations. Each Yu Zhao, propelled by the Teleportation True Intent, was like a high-speed rotating grey vortex, large and small, surrounding Shi Xiaole.
The naked eye could see that the light tails swept out by the grey vortices, eerily interconnected, the large swallowed the small, with a chaotic appearance, yet they seemingly constituted an invisible whole.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Within a hundred meters, deep towards a kilometer of Linjiang, uncontrollably formed multiple vortexes as a result. The vortexes clashed against each other, and the muffled sound stirred was so powerful that it spread open the fences of the nearest ships to the battlefield.
"Retreat quickly!"
The heroes on the ship turned pale in fear, feeling a severe pain in their eardrums and heart twitching, hurriedly retreating.
The sound alone was so terrifying, one could hardly imagine the extent of the power of this strike!
Everyone was flabbergasted.
Could this really be a move from a man under thirty?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The rolling grey vortex under numerous wide eyes crushed towards the silhouette in green robe at the center. Under such aggression, heaven and earth would turn upside down, the sun and moon would lose their color, nothing could continue to exist.
Expression remained unchanged, Shi Xiaole gathered his full strength, and his body suddenly erupted with mighty green Sword Qi. With an unprecedented frenzy, it shot towards all directions like a rainfall of bullets, never-ending.
However, the grey vortex was too resilient. Even after more than ninety percent was destroyed, ten percent still rolled over Shi Xiaole’s body, and he flew out, disappearing in mid-air.
It was an illusion.
"I see you."
A hundred meters away, Yu Zhao suddenly appeared on the other side, his complexion pale, but his eyes filled with limitless power. He grabbed the figure of Shi Xiaole that surfaced, and his arm, ignoring the Sword Qi, thrust straight in.
Quick and Slow True Intent!
So aside from thirty percent Teleportation True Intent, Yu Zhao had also comprehended the more frightening Quick and Slow True Intent, also reaching thirty percent. This was his final fatal blow reserved for Shi Xiaole, unstoppable.
"You’re mistaken."
An arm passed through Shi Xiaole’s body, but the voice rang from behind.
Yu Zhao’s color drastically changed.
He had already locked onto Shi Xiaole using mental techniques. Although Shi had previously exposed his illusion true intent, he could definitely not deceive him. Unless... The next second, Yu Zhao thought of something, was horrified: two kinds of true intent, he must’ve fused two kinds of true intent. But how could this be done?
His mind froze, and a sword was pointed at Yu Zhao’s neck.
At this moment, the hundred meters of vortexes in Linjiang also slowly came to a halt.
