Free Web NovelChapter 1367: Chapter 69: Hen Tian Blade! [2-in-1]
The gray-clad man exclaimed again, his eyes filled with surprise, then he changed his move, using a powerful and heavy strike to slash Fang Che away like a rubber ball, and the blade light continuously chopped toward Fang Che’s neck.
Fang Che staggered continuously, but repeatedly executed perfect strikes from the most awkward positions to protect himself, even fighting back with each move executed flawlessly, as if the awkward stances were intentionally created for this purpose!
The gray-clad man was completely astounded: this was the first time in his life he encountered such a thing!
This kid...so impressive!
In his surprise, his blade strikes became faster!
Let’s see if this kid has any limits!
From the very first strike, Fang Che was forced into a disadvantage!
The blade light flickered.
It danced.
Fang Che struggled to hold on, with new insights into the Heaven Supporting Sword Technique emerging under the opponent’s pressure.
However, he couldn’t handle the opponent’s overwhelming attacks.
Especially the opponent’s terrifying strength made him feel like he was sailing a small dinghy in a vast ocean from the very start.
Waves and storms surged from beneath his feet, from above his head, rushing from all directions!
He couldn’t stand steadily at all.
He took a deep breath, said nothing, countering each move as it came, his body swaying, but with the Perfect Blade Form, he could execute perfect cuts regardless of how his body swayed!
He blocked every killing move from the opponent!
Blood continuously spurted from his mouth.
Fang Che felt as if he wasn’t facing a person, but a mountain, an ocean, an entire heaven and earth!
With a clang, he blocked a strike aimed at his neck, countered swiftly toward the dantian.
With another clang, he blocked a cut that could have sliced him in two, and countered smoothly to stab at the opponent’s heart.
Again...
The opponent’s strength grew, causing Fang Che’s body to tremble, stagger, and roll.
"Two! Three... Six... Seventeen... Nineteen..."
The gray-clad man was continually counting out loud.
Finally, with a thundering roar, Fang Che just found an opportunity to stand up, taking two steps back to regain his stance when the opponent’s sword came striking down like a lightning bolt.
Fang Che’s sword desperately met the attack.
With a snap, the back of his sword was pushed back, slamming into his own face.
Two deep grooves were plowed straight back beneath his feet, with soil rolling up, retreating for thirty feet!
He gasped heavily, blood flowing from his seven orifices.
Yet his eyes were firmly locked onto the opponent.
As he opened his mouth, thick blood gushed out.
He spoke in a deep voice: "How many moves?"
The remaining two Dan Yun Divine Pills in his mouth quietly dissolved.
"Twenty-five moves!"
The gray-clad man looked at him indifferently, eyes like seeing a dead person: "Inspector Fang is indeed impressive, but if your skill ends here, these hundred moves today, you might as well give up."
Fang Che’s heart beat wildly, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, with a desperate look.
He rasped: "It’s only a hundred moves, and twenty-five have already passed!"
The gray-clad man said coldly: "Your sword technique is indeed impressive, but you’ve already repeated a move. Even though you varied it, a repeat is still a repeat."
"That’s why this last move left you so miserable."
"If you continue using this set of techniques, you already have no hope. Better to concede early!"
The gray-clad man’s eyes flashed with a cold light, speaking faintly: "Moreover, your mastery of this technique is incomplete, you have only the form and none of the essence! It might fool ordinary people, but to deal with experts... isn’t it a bit laughable?"
Fang Che already realized this without being told.
Right now, his heart was filled with disdain.
This Feng Xing apparently isn’t someone capable of great things.
He taught me the Heaven Supporting Sword Technique, sincerely winning my loyalty, but only taught me halfway.
The most important parts were not taught!
"This sword technique, it’s just an ordinary technique, used to test the waters."
Fang Che said calmly: "For a renowned expert like you, betting on a hundred moves, to be held off by an ordinary basic foundation saber technique for twenty-five moves, your Jianghu experience is lacking."
The gray-clad man laughed instead of getting angry: "Hahahaha..."
The laugh was hoarse, full of a suppressed aura, but it was evident that he found it genuinely amusing.
Fang Che said calmly: "Is it so funny?"
"Funny! It really is funny!"
The gray-clad man felt a strange emotion rising within him, unable to contain his delight.
He couldn’t wait to rush back immediately to find Feng Du in seclusion, to tell him that his sword technique is really extremely mediocre, only fit to be used for probing!
Just thinking about Feng Du’s possible reaction, he felt immensely amused.
He laughed for a good while.
Fang Che had no idea what he found so funny, but while the gray-clad man laughed, it was a rare chance for Fang Che to catch his breath.
He seized the time to circulate the Infinite Scripture, recovering his injuries.
He ingested three more Dan Yun Divine Pills, and at the same time, three Heavenly King Pills as well, with one of the Heavenly King Pills already starting to dissolve.
"Not durable enough..." Fang Che sighed inwardly.
Back in Baiyun State, the ’ignore injuries and recover instantly below Monarch Level’ Dan Yun Divine Pills felt plenty, consuming just one at a time was enough to fight desperately.
But now in Donghu State, after cultivating, the effect of the Dan Yun Divine Pills weakened.
Encountering a single danger now requires consuming at least three to five pills!
As for the Heavenly King Pills, it’s not to mention, sometimes taken for regular cultivation, and during combat, two or three are stuffed into the mouth to maintain Spiritual Power.
Looking at his dwindling stock, it’s starting to run low.
