Free Web NovelChapter 517: Chapter 510: Instant Sword
SWOOSH!!
In that brief moment of thought, the crescent-shaped blade of light was already upon him.
Zhou Yuanjue extended a hand, his palm rapidly undergoing Star Transformation. Shimmering with a silver, starry light, he blocked the path of the slashing blade.
When the blade of light struck his palm, it surprisingly didn’t dissipate. It was as if it had a tangible, solid form, stubbornly trying to press forward, attempting to break through the barrier of his hand and disrupt his body’s magnetic field.
In terms of sheer density, this man’s Magnetic Field Ability seemed even a notch stronger than Zhang Dongwei’s True Martial Magic Sword...
WHOOSH!!
Zhou Yuanjue applied a bit of force with his palm, sweeping his arm upward toward the sky.
Under the force of his palm, the blade of light changed its trajectory and shot far into the sky.
Zhou Yuanjue tilted his head back slightly, his gaze following it toward the heavens.
One hundred meters...
Two hundred meters...
...
The blade of light continued to race upward, covering over a thousand meters, yet it still showed no signs of stopping or collapsing!!
One must understand that an ordinary Saint Awakening Powerhouse’s magnetic field has a limited range. Once that range is exceeded, their Magnetic Field Ability spirals out of control, collapsing and dissolving back into the scattered Natural Magnetic Field.
But clearly, this common knowledge did not apply to Beichuan Xuanxin.
The blade of light continued its flight, slicing through several drones. The immense magnetic field instantly destroyed their control systems, causing them to plummet. The blade finally vanished, but not before cleaving in two the cluster of white clouds that had formed from the clash of the two fighters’ magnetic wills.
A single slash that split the clouds—anyone who witnessed such a scene with their own eyes would surely find it magnificent!
"What did he just do? Was that a blade of light? It looked really cool, but it didn’t seem to have any killing power, did it?"
"Yeah, it didn’t even disturb the sand on the ground."
"..."
The viewers in the livestream chat were confused.
The next moment, however, the drone operating team for the livestream satisfied their curiosity by turning the camera toward the sky.
On camera, the sight of the clouds neatly sliced in two by the blade was utterly spectacular.
Everyone was left speechless. Only those from the Tianhe Country Martial Arts Realm were cheering.
A moment ago, Larry’s power and strength were still within their realm of understanding. But now, the abilities of this new challenger were completely beyond it.
"Target identity confirmed: Legendary Sword Saint of Tianhe Country, Beichuan Xuanxin."
"The strongest individual in the history of the Tianhe Country Martial Arts Realm. Participated in the Second World War and was known as Tianhe Country’s greatest weapon. Declared deceased fifty years ago. In his lifetime, he was called ’The Strongest in the Far East.’"
"..."
The intelligence report on Beichuan Xuanxin was delivered to the leaders of every nation. The terrifying list of battle records and ability assessments within it left them all in silence.
This time, it seemed Zhou Yuanjue had met a truly troublesome opponent.
"Your name?"
Zhou Yuanjue asked, withdrawing his gaze from the sky.
"Beichuan Xuanxin. To be able to block my strike so easily... you are indeed the opponent I have been searching for," the man replied coolly.
"Beichuan Xuanxin..."
As a member of the Donghua Martial Arts Realm, Zhou Yuanjue had of course heard this legendary name, and for a moment, he was slightly taken aback.
"I never thought that an existence like you would abandon your human identity and freedom to become a part of the Celestial Demon."
Zhou Yuanjue said calmly, but his eyes held a look that was hard to place—part pity, part contempt.
As an enemy, Beichuan Xuanxin had a blood debt with Donghua. But as a Martial Artist, his achievements on the path of the Martial Dao were worthy of admiration.
"Though that may be the truth, it was not my wish. Some see me as a weapon, but I am more than just a weapon."
"This identity is something I, too, find shameful. That is why I have come here today with another purpose."
"I hope you will grant me a romantic death and end this ugly life of mine."
"Don’t disappoint me..."
A brilliant smile spread across Beichuan Xuanxin’s youthful face. Through the entanglement of their magnetic fields, his perception of his opponent was growing ever clearer.
’Such a towering presence, the likes of which I have never seen before...’
In the face of such a powerful foe, he felt not a trace of fear. Instead, a genuine sense of joy and happiness bloomed from within. For a fleeting moment, he even thought that continuing to live in this form might not be so bad after all.
’At least... I was able to meet him.’
The next moment, CRACKLE!!!
A layer of lightning seemed to coat Beichuan Xuanxin’s body. The hair all over his body stood on end, his pores constricted tightly, and each strand on his head shot upright.
His body seemed to be activated by the lightning. Faintly, behind him, Zhou Yuanjue could actually see a peculiar image taking shape.
It was a very old, traditional longsword from Tianhe Country.
Beichuan Xuanxin’s will and aura became terrifyingly sharp, as if about to pierce the very heavens.
Stimulated by that aura, Zhou Yuanjue’s muscles tensed involuntarily.
’So he craves death?’
’Well, I’d like to see just what kind of power the legendary former "Strongest in the Far East" truly possesses.’
Beichuan Xuanxin slowly sank into a crouch, lowering his center of gravity as much as possible and assuming a peculiar stance.
He twisted his body slightly, shaping his right hand into a blade. His left hand gripped his right wrist, and he drew both hands back to his left hip.
This was the most fundamental combat stance in the Tianhe Country Sword Dao.
The Iaido Stance. Iaido.
At Beichuan Xuanxin’s level, he needed no sword in his hand. His body was the world’s most powerful Sharp Sword; his will and his magnetic field were the world’s sharpest blade.
"Be careful now. I can... sever ’time’!!!"
The smile on Beichuan Xuanxin’s face broadened to its absolute widest, revealing a set of fine, snow-white teeth.
The very instant his words fell, Zhou Yuanjue saw his body begin to move.
His leg muscles trembled slightly as he prepared to push off with explosive force. At the same time, his right hand, held by his left, looked as if it was about to be drawn.
It was the simplest form of the Iaido Stance, with no discernible technique to speak of.
He made no effort to hide the movement of his muscles, nor did he conceal his overwhelming killing intent. This seemed completely at odds with the legendary Iaido Stance.
’An attack like this... I can see the target and the point of impact at a glance...’
The thought flashed through Zhou Yuanjue’s mind in an instant.
And yet, the next moment—SWOOSH!!
His mind seemed to lag for a fraction of a second. A hazy afterimage appeared before his eyes, and in a single instant, Beichuan Xuanxin had somehow crossed several dozen meters, appearing before him in a way that defied comprehension.
And with him came the "Sharp Sword" he had drawn from his hip.
It was as if, in that one moment, he had sliced away time itself.
Destruction Stream Secret Technique.
Instant Sword, Shi Lan!!!
