YM778.TV Chapter 470: 470: Take My Sword!!!!
“Since you want to die quickly, facing my swordsmanship with your bare hands, I’ll oblige!” Huangfu Tusun’s gaze was icy. “Ordinary people can’t handle even one of my strikes. You seem capable and might be able to handle three or more of my strikes. I hope you don’t disappoint me.”
No sooner had he spoken, Huangfu Tusun wielded his long sword and a streak of sword light furiously slashed towards Huang Xiaolong!
This sword light was extremely radiant, with an aura capable of obliterating everything, and it was mysteriously extreme!
Mysterious?
One could see, Huangfu Tusun’s sword light moved like a snake, not striking at conventional angles, but constantly twisting and changing directions, making it entirely impossible to predict where it would ultimately strike.
Moreover, this sword light contained a deadly aura, like a living nightmare. An ordinary martial artist couldn’t even begin to think about resisting or evading it. They would probably lose their will to fight and wait for death in the blink of an eye!
Huang Xiaolong stood unmoved, seeming apathetic, but his body slightly quivered. The circulating blood and qi in his body made a rumbling sound, as if he held a great river within him.
This was the secret Body Refinement technique, capable of unleashing superhuman physical power!
Huang Xiaolong’s whole demeanor suddenly rose, looking like some ancient giant god!
Others could not perceive the trajectory of Huangfu Tusun’s sword, but to Huang Xiaolong, it was but a trifling matter!
Lifting his hand, he threw a punch!
Directly at the sword light!
Boom~~~!!!!
Huang Xiaolong’s fist shattered the sword light. The air exploded, and chaotic shock waves swept the entire fighting stage!
“Haha~~~ I can only withstand three of your strikes? You have perhaps overestimated yourself! I suggest you reveal your strongest moves, let me see just how proficient your swordsmanship is…” Huang Xiaolong said with a playful smile.
Humph!” Huangfu Tusun snorted. His bizarre sword light was easily shattered by Huang Xiaolong. It seemed he couldn’t hold back anymore!
Taking a slight breath, Huangfu Tusun, the next moment, his longsword danced, leaving a string of afterimages!
Whoosh~
Whoosh~
Whoosh~
Sword lights, like venomous snakes or blossoming flowers, radiated both stunning beauty and terrifying menace, all aiming at Huang Xiaolong!
In the blink of an eye, Huangfu Tusun slashed dozens of sword lights!
His sword speed was insanely fast, even more so than the deceased swift blade Mo Xie!
Huang Xiaolong displayed a casual demeanor on his face, his hands into fists, punching out repeatedly.
The speed at which Huang Xiaolong punched was astonishing. Consecutive fists shattered the sword light.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The high-pitched sound of exploding sword Qi, like hand grenades detonating, continuously resounded on the fighting platform.
From such a battle, the audience in the stadium watched, eyes wide and tongues tied, their blood boiling!
This is a real high-level fight!
Too exciting! Too classic!
To Huangfu Tusun, Huang Xiaolong’s strength had surpassed his assessment!
His rain of sword lights, which could instantly kill dozens of people, was unexpectedly and casually shattered by Huang Xiaolong.
“It seems… I must use my strongest sword art…” Huangfu Tusun’s heart flinched, and he changed from one-handed to two-handed grip on his sword.
He slowly raised his arms, as if lifting a mountain!
The next moment!
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Hungafu Tusun, cut three successive swords!
These swords were not fast, one could even say they were slow.
Three giant sword lights arranged in a character shape, like three mountains, like a waterfall, rolling towards Huang Xiaolong!
This no longer looked like a sword art, but more like some kind of hammer and axe tactics.
Pop~ pop ~ pop~
The air was pulverized by the immense sword light!
Time seemed to slow before it suddenly quickened. The three massive sword lights, as they neared Huang Xiaolong’s body, suddenly split apart!
Three became six!
Six became twelve!
In the blink of an eye, the three massive sword lights split into twelve smaller ones, their speed increasing sharply as they whistled towards Huang Xiaolong!
This was Huangfu Tusun’s trump card!
Splitting Sword Light!
Using this move, he had once single-handedly killed three grandmasters of the same level!
This miraculous sword technique caused the whole arena to gasp in surprise.
Even the high-level martial artists in the VIP seats were taken aback.
This Huangfu Tusun was indeed wild, but he had the merit to be!
Many people were secretly worried for Huang Xiaolong!
Such a powerful opponent was not something the Three Heroes of the Wei Clan or Mo Xie could compare to!
After Huangfu Tusun launched this fatal sword move, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. ‘Everything… Is over. No one can dodge this move, youngster. To die under this move, you should consider yourself lucky!’
“This move is practically invincible at the same level!” Old Master Jin and Uncle Yun screamed in unison.
Time seemed to slow down, yet in that instant, Huang Xiaolong still did not dodge. He set his feet firm, unmoving! However, his hands swung continuously, producing strings of afterimages!
Strikingly, Huang Xiaolong seemed to have transformed into an Eight-Armed Nezha, or maybe his True Qi simulated several arms. In any case, to the spectators, it appeared Huang Xiaolong suddenly sprouted several arms, each one robust and bulging with vividly simulated muscle.
Each arm tightly clenched into a fist, releasing an overwhelming aura.
Boom! Boom! Boom~~~Boom! Boom! Boom~~~
Dense fists struck out, smashing the twelve fierce, murderous sword lights into a chaotic stream of wind!
“Can he even break this? Using True Qi to simulate the shape of an arm? This must be some kind of ancient and lost boxer lineage!” The old servants of the Yan family were horrified.
The fatal move was returned without effect, giving Huangfu Tusun for the first time, a strong sense of impending doom!
“He-he~~~ Is this your strongest sword move?” Huang Xiaolong swung his arms, the simulated True Qi arms dissolved into wisps of light, flowing into Huang Xiaolong’s body like a river into the sea.
“You must consider yourself a master of swordsmanship, huh? But in my eyes, Swordsmanship? Fine. Today, I will let you witness what true Swordsmanship is!”
As he spoke, Huang Xiaolong grasped at the air with his right hand, cupping a handful of thin air. That air turned nimble, and in Huang Xiaolong’s hand, it formed the shape of a longsword!
In an instant, Huang Xiaolong’s aura changed!
His eyes turned extraordinary!
Became sharp!
Like a sword light, piercing one’s heart!
Waves of sword Qi emanated from Huang Xiaolong, ascending to the skies, shredding the air above the ring, preventing it from recomposing temporarily!
“You…you…you actually …you… know Swordsmanship…” Huangfu Tusun’s face was completely twisted, his body in utter shock!
He originally thought Huang Xiaolong only knew Knifemanship.
Huang Xiaolong had displayed this before.
From a martial arts perspective, Knifemanship and Swordsmanship are incompatible. One who practices both simultaneously may end up caught between the two, leading to Disaster!
At the same time, the entire soccer field began to boil—
“Swordsman!!! The young man is also a swordsman!”
“It’s too incredible! At first, we thought there was only one swordsman. Unbelievably, both of them are swordsmen!”
“His demeanor has suddenly become so cold, so sharp!”
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“He-he~~ Let me show you what true Swordsmanship is.” Huang Xiaolong held the longsword made from concentrated air in his hands. An intangible force began to brew. Everything around became extremely quiet. So quiet you could hear a pin drop, so quiet that you could hear everyone’s heartbeat and breath in the stadium!
“I don’t need a weapon because everything in the world is my weapon!”
“Take my sword!!!!!”
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