Chapter 779: Chapter 778: The 8th Unparalleled Swordsman
After the fourth enhancement, the speed and power of the white light figure had both risen up a level. The most terrifying part was that it seemed to have gained consciousness, no longer mechanically reacting, but starting to adjust the urgency and importance of its moves.
"Supreme Martial Arts?"
During the last entrance of the Demon Martial Way into the Ghost King Temple, Shi Xiaole had experienced the wonder of the Supreme Martial Arts. Hence, he boldly speculated that Dustless Sword Path should also be Supreme Martial Arts.
Clang, clang.
After blocking the first sword, Shi Xiaole’s arm felt slightly numb, and his body twisted to the side as a sword grazed past his chest, ripping open his blue robe.
Almost simultaneously, the white light figure appeared again in Shi Xiaole’s blind spot, the sword light fiercely stabbing. If it weren’t for Shi Xiaole’s quick reflexes, his shoulder would have been pierced.
Even so, there was still a half-inch deep wound on his right shoulder.
"Has Kirin been injured?"
The crowd gasped.
Many young people suddenly realized that whether it was the martial world’s legends or what they witnessed with their own eyes, this seemed to be the first time in recent years that Kirin had been injured in a battle of the same rank, even if it was just a minor scratch.
Looking back at his past battles, all of his opponents were powerful heroes and martial arts prodigies, but all were defeated by his sword, none ever posed a threat to him from beginning to end.
How powerful was the Dustless Sword Emperor of the past?
But on the other hand, by forcing the Array System’s light figure of the Dustless Sword Emperor to this stage at an age of less than thirty, thought the vast world, it seems like only Kirin could have done it.
Everyone knew that regardless of today’s outcome, they were witnessing history.
Zing, zing, zing.
Each time the long sword swooped, when Shi Xiaole could barely keep up with the white light figure’s rhythm, the opponent would launch continuous deadly moves. The high speed and strength forced Shi Xiaole to only hold his fort.
"The weakness of Array System’s light figure to adapt has been covered up by the Dustless Sword Way, joined with its limitless power, sigh, this is an unsolvable puzzle."
In the east side of the arena, a few hundred swordsmen sat, each with a fierce Sword Qi, the combined sword force causing the unclouded sky above them. They were disciples of Sword Evaluation Elegant Mountain.
Sword Nineteen was amongst them, intently watching the arena in the distance.
He never imagined that Shi Xiaole would make it to this point. He was shocked, envious, but above all, he admired him. However, when analyzed with reason, Kirin still stood no chance of winning.
"According to the records within the mountain, the Dustless Sword Emperor a hundred years ago could only enhance the Dustless Sword Path four times, so Kirin has reached his limit, but so has the white light figure."
A man sitting in the front row with a square face, murmured to himself, the sword beneath his feet slightly trembling, seemingly ready to unsheathe.
There aren’t many disciples of Sword Evaluation Elegant Mountain, but each of them is a great expert. Despite this, every Sword Evaluation Tournament, they would choose a peaceful spot to watch the battles, hoping to gain insights.
Undoubtedly, the battle before their eyes was the most splendid in this tournament, and even the past few tournaments, bringing them much enlightenment.
Everyone made the utmost concentration, wishing they had more eyes.
After countless moves, Shi Xiaole had 36 wounds on his body, the shallow ones were half an inch deep, and the deep ones were two inches. The Sword Qi of the wounds was disturbing him every second, but his movements barely twisted.
"The limit, I must surpass my limit."
Shi Xiaole’s vision began to blur, and his senses were shrinking. This was the sequelae of over-concentration for a long time. Pushing it to such an intense battle could convert into fatal repercussions.
But his heart was as calm as the surface of a lake.
Whoosh!
The white light figure aimed at Shi Xiaole’s heart, the sword momentum was as strong as ever. It was not a killer move but under the drive of the Dustless Sword Path, it was even more powerful than the one.
In the past, Dustless Sword Emperor defeated the Array System’s light figure of Galan Sword Emperor in this unreasonable way, and now it was Shi Xiaole’s turn.
An elder from the Sword Evaluation Elegant Mountain was even ready to intervene.
At the crucial moment, Shi Xiaole strongly gathered his somewhat scattered gaze. In his sight, a shooting star was rushing towards him, which slowly decreased its speed. It turned out to be a sword.
In the previous exchanges, Shi Xiaole did not resist blindly. In fact, his mental power was analyzing the opponent every moment, the amount of mental exertion in an instant equalled to several years of a normal person’s total, otherwise, why would he tire out this quickly?
"If I cross this hurdle, I’ll reach another level, if I cannot overcome it, then it’ll turn into a heart demon."
A lot of thoughts rushed into Shi Xiaole’s mind. In front of Shi Xiaole, Xia Yunxi’s bright and enchanting face appeared, she was looking at him affectionately. There were also Xin Zhuliu, the Three Odd Men, Hua Yiyun, Su Yanru, Zhu Ling, and others.
I cannot lose.
The sword tip was three inches from his heart, it suddenly stopped, and the Sword Qi couldn’t penetrate either. It wasn’t because the white light figure had mercy, but because Red Left’s sword blocked it.
The next moment, Shi Xiaole waved his long sword continuously, amid the clattering clashes, he put the white light figure on the defensive.
"This little fellow unexpectedly broke through his own limit?"
The Heavenly Silkworm Sword Emperor almost bit his own tongue.
Breaking through one’s limit, it sounds easy, but in reality, it is as hard as climbing to the sky. Even if one has unyielding will, perfect pressure, and astonishing aptitude, he may not necessarily succeed.
"Feng Tiannan, you’re in danger!"
After the initial astonishment, the Heavenly Silkworm Sword Emperor suddenly became delighted with Schadenfreude.
"It’s only an Array System’s light figure. Compared to costing the career of a legendary genius, I, Feng, would rather fail. Of course, even if that little child lost, I believe he would rise up, but it would inevitably lead to detours."
The Dustless Sword Emperor smiled faintly.
"Do you really think that?"
The Heavenly Silkworm Sword Emperor’s eyes flickered.
A person’s achievement has a lot to do with their vision, but in this aspect, he was obviously far behind his opponent.
The Heavenly Silkworm Sword Emperor couldn’t help but speculate, in the battle of succession a hundred years ago, how many efforts did Dustless Sword Emperor use, and what level has he reached now?
"The eighth Unparalleled Swordsman is born."
In another cave dwelling, a middle-aged man dressed in coarse hemp opened his eyes.
His eyes were like the color of the azure blue, full of compassionate mercy. His fingers were slender and fair. The coarse clothing didn’t wash out his elegance but brought out a few more points of refined calmness.
The moment the words of the middle-aged man fell, on the stage, Shi Xiaole’s sword pierced the throat of the white light figure. He withdrew and rushed back, then quickly stabbed again.
When the speed of both sides reached the same level, the role of the mental power and Sword Heart Enlightenment suddenly stood out. Whether as a body like a sword or the Three Styles of Spirit Wind, Shi Xiaole had gained the initiative.
Moreover, his unique perception of aura told him that this was the limit of the white light figure.
"Thousand One!"
After attacking hundreds of times, Shi Xiaole relaxed his body, held the sword high with both hands, and then lightly slashed down diagonally.
Suddenly, the chilly wind and frost Sword Qi swept forward, piercing the already battered and gradually dimming white light figure. Amid the back and forth impact, with a few successive cracking sounds, the white light figure shattered into nonexistence.
