Chapter 58: The Fearsome Sword (Part 2)
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Mad Shadow Frenzied Wind Knife is a very fast knife technique, similar to 'Wind Chasing Sword Technique'.
However, the "Wind Chasing Sword Technique" is only a mid-grade sword skill of the Yellow Stage, while the "Chaotic Shadow Crazy Wind Knife" is a lower-grade knife technique of the Mysterious Stage. The power is completely not on the same level, like heaven and earth apart.
Xuantian's 'Wind Chasing Nine Swords', evolved from 'Wind Chasing Sword Technique', but far surpasses it, and is even more formidable than the top-grade yellow-tier sword techniques, while also containing the swift realm of 'Absolute Shadow Sword Technique'.
"'Absolute Shadow Swordsmanship' is not just any ordinary Xuan-stage sword technique. Although Xuantian doesn't know the specific grade yet, it's absolutely not just a lower-grade Xuan-stage sword technique. By merging the speed intent of 'Absolute Shadow Swordsmanship' into 'Pursuing Wind Nine Swords', in terms of speed, it's absolutely no weaker than 'Chaotic Shadow Crazy Wind Knife', and might even surpass it."
Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong——
Golden iron clashed, a series of crisp sounds rang out in an instant, the Frost Snow Sword in Xuán Tiān's hand and the long knife in Chéng Jì Fēng's hand collided over ten times in a flash.
Although "Wind Chasing Nine Swords" contains the fast realm of "Absolute Shadow Swordsmanship", "Chaotic Shadow Crazy Wind Knife" is after all a Mysterious Stage martial skill, both people's speeds are so fast, they're evenly matched, neither one slower than the other.
In terms of speed, they are evenly matched, but in terms of strength, there is a difference!
Cheng Jingfeng specializes in practicing 'Crazy Wind Knife', pursuing speed, but his strength is ordinary, and compared to Zhang Zetao, he is even more inferior.
The inner strength of Xuantian contained the energy of the white jade sword at his brow, which was already very dense and had become even more powerful after being refined by 'Lianqi Jue', surpassing the innate true qi of a first-level warrior in the Pre-Heaven realm.
The two clashed swords, and Cheng Feng only felt a crisp sound, when a huge shock force was transmitted from Xuan Tian's sword.
Cheng Jifeng couldn't help but feel his mouth numb from the consecutive blows, and his feet involuntarily retreated a step.
The crowd of martial artists watching from the four sides of the arena couldn't help but rub their eyes, confirming that they weren't seeing things. Cheng Jifeng had just charged at Xuan Tian with his knife flashing repeatedly, his momentum frightening, yet unexpectedly, he was forced back by Xuan Tian's single sword strike.
Absolute Shadow Swordsmanship - Throat Piercing Style!
Xuantian's sword forced back Cheng Jifeng, without any pause, taking advantage of the momentum to launch a swift counterattack, immediately unleashing his ultimate killing move, his trump card 'Absolute Shadow Sword Technique'.
Whoosh!
A flash of cold light reached its extreme point and pierced through the void.
Seeing this cold light, Cheng Jifeng had an illusion, the sky and earth in front of him darkened, a piece of blackness, leaving only that sword tip, dazzling.
Throat-piercing! One sword pierces the throat, this is a sword that abandons all defense and goes all out for offense, seeking to kill with one blow!
If it weren't for its extreme speed, this sword wouldn't have reached the opponent's throat because there was no defense against it, and the opponent could easily counterattack the user.
Xuantian's speed had apparently reached the required level.
A sword flashed out, and Cheng Jifeng felt a chill run down his spine. The sword had not yet arrived, but the killing intent had already pierced through his throat. In the next second, the sky in front of him darkened, leaving only a dazzling sword light, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, stabbing towards him.
Death, fear, withering - all sorts of negative thoughts suddenly appeared in Cheng Jifeng's mind, and he only felt a chill in his heart, as if he had entered an ice cellar.
Withdraw!
Withdraw!
Withdraw!
Qing Feng's soul was shocked, his legs suddenly kicked out, and his body retreated like a sharp arrow. At the same time, the long knife in his hand swept horizontally, blocking his throat in an instant.
Clang!
A loud crash, Cheng Jifeng is indeed a master of the Innate Realm, and at the moment when everything was evenly matched, he blocked Xuan Tian's fatal sword.
A massive force came from the sword in Xuan Tian's hand and struck the long knife in Cheng Ji Feng's hand, spreading throughout his entire body.
A fierce gust of wind shook him, his retreating body flew up directly, traversing over ten meters in the air before landing on the stage, less than five meters from the edge.
"Hum——!" The long knife in his hand was vibrating, Cheng Jifeng's hands were numb, especially the tiger's mouth, which was secretly aching. His eyes no longer had any proud color, only fear and horror.
That sword just now, other warriors watching may have only been shocked by the speed, but Cheng Jifeng was in close proximity to death and deeply knew how terrifying that sword was.
That one sword is just the beginning! A cold light approaches, and Xuan Tian has already launched his second great killing move.
Absolute Shadow Swordsmanship - Heart Annihilation Style!
Xuantian's sword move had just been executed, the sword tip had just appeared, and Cheng Jifeng felt a chill in his heart, a stream of air rushed up, and hit his heart. In Cheng Jifeng's eyes, everything around him was dull and without light, leaving only Xuantian's sword tip, shining brightly. The sword tip was approaching its extreme point, stabbing towards Cheng Jifeng with one sword, right at the spot where his heart had been struck by the air stream.
This sword will kill Cheng Ji Feng with one strike.
Having just experienced the "throat-piercing" terror, Cheng Jifeng's heart was even more fearful. Being able to block Xuan Tian's sword earlier was purely lucky, and he never wanted to face that feeling again!
"I give up! I give up!" Cheng Jifeng shrieked in terror, his body blasting backward once again.
The swift sword tip stopped, Xuan Tian held the sword, stopping at the place where Cheng Jifeng had just stood, leaving only a wisp of sword energy, continuing to burst forward, being blocked by Cheng Jifeng's long knife across his chest, the other half penetrating into Cheng Jifeng's body, like a needle, piercing into Cheng Jifeng's heart.
Luckily, the innate true energy in his body resisted it, and that strand of sword energy was not much, as soon as it entered his body, it was blocked by the innate true energy, but Cheng Jifeng's heart still instinctively transmitted a sharp pain, as if he had been pierced through by a sword.
Cheng Jingfeng was panting heavily with his mouth agape, his eyes filled with shock and horror as he stared at the sword in Xuan Tian's hand, as if looking at a demon.
As for the sword in Xuan Tian's hand, Cheng Jifeng's feeling could only be described with two words: terrifying! Extremely terrifying!
Cheng Jifeng, the young master of the Cheng family and an inner disciple of the Divine Knife Sect, a first-rate expert in the Pre-Heavenly realm, unexpectedly abandoned his dignity and conceded defeat to Xuan Tian, a ninth-rank warrior in the Martial Dao realm, right in front of all the other warriors. The crowd on all four sides of the arena stared at Cheng Jifeng with wide eyes, filled with contempt.
Many warriors looked down on Cheng Jia's young master, Cheng Jifeng, and burst into waves of ridiculing laughter.
Listening to the snickers from the crowd of martial artists, Cheng Jia's master, Cheng Yuanwu, felt as if he had been slapped twice in the face. Zhang Zetao may have lost, but it was due to injury, whereas Cheng Jifeng had conceded defeat voluntarily, causing the Cheng family to lose nearly all face.
The Xuantian's hand grasped the cold snow sword, pointing at Cheng Jifeng from afar. Although the sword hadn't moved, Cheng Jifeng still felt a terrifying power emanating from it, almost piercing through his body and filling him with fear.
Suddenly, a flash of insight struck Cheng Jifeng's mind, and a terrifying thought emerged in his brain: "Sword Intent! Could it be that this is the legendary Sword Intent?"
However, this idea was soon strangled by Cheng Gongfeng. The sword intent is a kind of mysterious and profound spiritual power that can affect people's thoughts.
The swordsman who grasps the intent of the sword, with his sword unmoving in his hand, can exert spiritual power to make his opponent produce all sorts of illusions, causing his opponent to fall into an illusion and bear immense mental pressure, unable to extricate himself, and even directly collapse and die.
Xuantian's sword had a mysterious power that made Cheng Jifeng feel fearful, but it hadn't reached the point of creating an illusion or exerting strong mental pressure. Although Cheng Jifeng was no match for him, he could still withstand it.
"This person is too terrifying, although he hasn't yet grasped the legendary sword intent, he has already stepped into the threshold. Given time, it's possible that he'll truly comprehend the supreme sword intent. Right now, he already possesses super-challenging strength, and when the time comes, he can kill enemies of a higher level with ease, as if taking something from his pocket. Terrifying! Too terrifying!"
Jing Feng's heart trembled, facing Xuan Tian, no longer having the slightest superiority, only fear and inferiority.
Xuan Tian, who had already set foot in the Sword Intent Gate with half a foot, even if he only had the cultivation of the 9th layer of the Martial Dao realm, was still far from being comparable to Cheng Jifeng.
Cheng Jifeng has already admitted defeat, Xuan Tian naturally followed the rules of the martial arts competition and would not intentionally harm anyone. He looked at Cheng Jifeng and said, "Get down from the arena yourself!"
Staring at the dark sky, Cheng Feng's back was already soaked through, his heart had long been filled with fear, almost collapsing. Hearing this, he trembled and said: "Yes! Yes!"
Upon hearing this, he fell backwards off the stage. All the martial artists present burst out laughing. Cheng Yuanwu and every single one of the Cheng family's martial artists were overwhelmed with shame, their faces burning with embarrassment.
The warriors watching from the four sides of the arena did not face the full force of Xuantian's "Absolute Shadow Sword Technique". They only knew that Xuantian's sword seemed to be very fast, and they couldn't feel the kind of terror that Cheng Jifeng felt. As for Cheng Jifeng automatically admitting defeat, they naturally sneered at him. If any warrior in the martial arts realm were to face Xuantian's "Absolute Shadow Sword Technique", it would definitely be a one-hit kill, without even half a chance to resist.
Clang!
The frosty sword returns to its scabbard, when not in use, the sword returns to its sheath, the sword energy is introverted. As a swordsman, being sharp and revealing one's edge is not the only way; having both expansion and contraction is the standard of the sword path.
The young masters of the Zhang and Cheng families have all been defeated by Xuan Tian. Of the three great families, only the Niu family remains.
In Xuantian's hands, there is still a reward of 10 million silver coins from the Niu family, asking Fuwei to help intercept and kill Xuantian. Among the three major families, Xuantian has the most hatred for the Niu family and the greatest anger.
Xuantian's gaze didn't even glance at Wu Wenyang, who was hosting the martial arts competition, and instead fell directly on the eastern spectator stand of the Niu family. He shouted: "Third round, it's the Niu family's turn now! Niu Zhiqiang, are you going to be a turtle with its head shrunk in, automatically admitting defeat, or do you want to fight me?"
Zhang Zetao and Cheng Jifeng were both defeated by Xuan Tian with ease, at this moment Xuan Tian's momentum was like a red sun in the sky, shining brightly and unstoppable.
The corners of the mouths of Niu Zhenshan, Cheng Yuanwu, and Zhang Guifeng, the three family heads, twitched involuntarily a few times. This time, they had invited the Huang family to participate in the martial arts competition among their younger generation, thinking that they could take over Huang Bozhuang from the Huang family without shedding blood, and destroy the foundation of the Huang family's years of operation.
Who would have thought that things in life are hard to predict? The three families of Niu, Cheng and Zhang completely lifted a rock only to drop it on their own feet.
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