Chapter 642: Chapter 642 A Well Laid Trap
At this moment, I was walking step by step towards the Martial Arts Academy.
I had no idea that an ambush had already been set up here, waiting for my arrival.
Soon, I arrived at the entrance of the Martial Arts Academy.
I released my divine sense, planning to investigate something.
"Huh?"
Soon, I felt several strong auras!
"Eight mid-term Military Marquis?" My eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Before I could react, the eight black and gold robes had already closed in!
They suspended themselves in eight different directions, staring coldly at me.
"Black-robed man, today is your death day!" The eight people radiated a bone-chilling aura.
Their powerful presence was intimidating and made one feel fearful!
My face changed slightly, and I couldn’t help but clench my fists.
"Even though I’ve been so careful, I still walked into the trap..." I quickly grasped the situation.
I glanced at these eight people and rapidly made a judgment in my heart.
The strength of these eight people wasn’t weaker than Hawk Thompson’, even exceeding his!
Most importantly, they were well-prepared and specifically targeting me!
"Not good," I muttered to myself.
I might have the strength to battle eight mid-term Military Marquis.
But since they had set up an ambush, they must be fully prepared!
"I must find a way to retreat as fast as possible," I thought to myself.
"Black-robed man, surrender now, and we can leave your corpse intact," a voice from mid-air said coldly.
I didn’t say a word, but with a tremble of my palm, a crimson bronze sword appeared in my hand!
Then, I directly slashed a sword towards them.
A blood-red sword light seemed to tear the air apart, carrying a sharp sword intent and rippled out.
"Clang!"
However, the opponent just lifted his hand slightly and blocked the attack!
"If we didn’t make enough preparations, how could we dare to wait for you here?" They said coldly.
I took a closer look and saw that my opponent’s hand was wrapped in a black and gold gauntlet.
Obviously, this gauntlet was also made of Black Gold Stone!
I secretly cursed, took a deep breath, and gathered spiritual power in my legs.
The next moment, my figure flashed, trying to find a gap to escape!
But at this moment, a golden light suddenly flickered in the sky!
A magical artifact hung in mid-air, emitting circles of golden light!
The circular light blocked my escape!
"You think you can still escape?!" A sharp rebuke entered my ears!
My face changed slightly, and it seemed that escaping today wouldn’t be so easy.
The black and gold robes of the Capital City Martial Arts Association were divided into several groups.
Each group had extremely strong cooperation abilities.
And the more people, the stronger their power.
Now this eight-person group was definitely stronger than Hawk Thompson’ three-person group!
"Give up and surrender!" A loud yell came like a thunderstorm!
I only felt my vision blur for a moment and almost fell to the ground!
"There’s a Divine Sense Attack in his voice!" My face changed slightly!
It was in this brief moment of distraction that a light burst from the ground and directly knocked me flying!
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Before I could even get up, several tendrils of light burst out from the ground, binding my entire body tight!
My face changed. I tried to break free from the bindings, but found that they were the perfect combination of softness and strength, tightening even more as I struggled!
"Useless." A cold voice said from midair.
"We’ve been waiting for you here for days. Did you think we wouldn’t be prepared?"
I squinted my eyes and said coldly, "If I’m not mistaken, the organizer of this operation... is Phoebe Billy, right?"
"Who it is has nothing to do with you. All you need to know is that today you will undoubtedly die." They responded coldly.
My brows furrowed as I attempted to swing my bronze sword, only to find that my wrist was bound and I couldn’t move at all.
"Whoosh!"
At that moment, a magical artifact in the form of a sharp blade shot towards me!
The blade was extremely malevolent, aiming straight for my forehead!
My complexion changed, and I quickly activated my Saintly Body Skill for protection!
A golden light shone from my body, and my forehead became even more dazzling!
"Clang!"
The blade collided with the golden light, producing a loud noise!
"Oh? Golden light? Interesting." Seeing this scene, the group couldn’t help but be surprised.
"I remember that Mason... also had a golden light all over him. This guy isn’t related to Mason by any chance, is he?"
My expression turned a bit unsightly, and I knew very well that once I used the Saintly Body Skill, there was a high chance of exposing myself!
But I had no other choice right now. If I didn’t activate the Saintly Body Skill, I would surely die!
"Enough talk, let’s just kill him." After exchanging glances, they spoke coldly.
They no longer wasted words, striding towards me.
However, just then, a golden light exploded from my body!
A terrifying aura suddenly erupted!
"Bang!"
The light that had been entwining itself around me was directly shattered!
I extricated myself from the bindings, and with a wave of my hand, grasped the bronze sword once more, executing the Nine Slashes!
"Buzz!"
A terrifying Sword Light immediately followed, and I slashed down with both hands gripping the sword!
"Ignorant!" The group sneered, and all eight of them activated their techniques at the same time. In an instant, a huge disk formed above their heads and swallowed the Sword Light!
"Return it to you!" They coldly snorted, then pushed their hands forward, causing the Sword Light to erupt once more from the disk, slashing towards me!
My face changed, and I hurriedly held the bronze sword horizontally in front of me!
"Clang!"
The moment of collision produced a thunderous noise!
Though I blocked the attack with my bronze sword, the terrible force still knocked me back dozens of steps!
"What kind of technique is this?" As I looked at the disk in their hands, my expression changed.
Now, the huge disk had divided into eight smaller disks, held in the palm of each person’s hands.
"If you have more techniques, feel free to use them." They said coldly.
I frowned and whispered, "That disk seems to be a magical artifact... capable of devouring my spiritual power."
The essence of the Sword Light was still transformed from my spiritual power.
That is to say, the bronze sword was a vessel for holding the sword wielder’s spiritual power.
The higher the level of the vessel, the greater the power that could be unleashed.
Therefore, true sword masters relied on their strong spiritual power or Inner Strength to cast their skills.
This was just my guess, though, and I didn’t know if it was true or false.
As a result, I gripped my sword once again and unleashed the second slash!
