Free Web NovelChapter 1125: Chapter 1096: Wounded
The sensation of the sword being inserted was not as soft as imagined. Number Two only felt as if the Snake Sword in his hand had been bounced back, making it difficult to penetrate at all. Just as he realized something was amiss, the sharp sword he had thrust out quickly retracted, and the forward-leaning body also strained to retreat, wanting to withdraw first. However, it was too late. Xiao Lin, who had long been waiting for this gap to appear, was not someone who would let go at this juncture.
Before Number Two could dodge and retreat, Xiao Lin’s Soft Sword had already countered. His left palm quickly retracted and forcefully grabbed the tip of the Snake Sword about to leave, pulling it towards himself with full strength, while at the same time, the Soft Sword viciously struck towards Number Two’s shoulder.
Snap!!! A crisp slapping sound mixed with a barely perceptible sound of bone cracking followed, and large pieces of black clothing, mixed with blood and flesh, were forcibly torn down with the swing of the Sword Palm.
Ugh... The intense pain made Number Two’s eyes bulge slightly, yet at the moment of injury, not only did he not continue to retreat, but he stopped abruptly. Just as Xiao Lin was about to seize this opportunity to attack, Number Two’s right hand, gripping the Snake Sword, suddenly let go, followed by a muffled roar, as he fiercely struck towards Xiao Lin’s chest.
Bam! Both bodies trembled again. Although Xiao Lin slashed a few more times across Number Two’s chest, that fierce palm sent him flying straight out.
Puh... Xiao Lin, who was sent flying, slammed hard against the nearby container. His chest tightened, almost spewing a mouthful of blood from his throat. Although the Snake Sword earlier hadn’t pierced his chest, its force was substantial, and now with this full-force palm strike, Xiao Lin felt as if his chest bones were shattering, with a scorching and sharp pain.
Swallowing the rising blood, Xiao Lin sneered, "Your palm is mightier than your sword!"
Hmph... Number Two let out a light snort through his nostrils. With his lips tightly shut and his chin lifted, he looked down at Xiao Lin. The tearing pain in his shoulder and chest filled Number Two with anger. The slight carelessness resulted in such an injury, making this expressionless man feel he had lost face in front of his companions.
Seemingly accustomed to the strange behaviors of these people, Xiao Lin no longer wasted words. He once again charged explosively towards Number Two.
Xiao Lin’s Soft Sword rapidly sliced as he charged next to Number Two. Similar to the thirty-six palm strike of Yelü Shou from before, substantial Sword Palm shadows intercepted the sword lights swung by Number Two at full speed. Due to the injury on Number Two’s left shoulder, the speed of the left-hand Snake Sword, though still swift, lagged noticeably behind the right-hand Snake Sword.
Clang! Keenly seizing this gap, Xiao Lin’s right palm suddenly paused, intercepting the left-hand Snake Sword just right. Ignoring the right arm that went numb in an instant, his opened right hand swiftly spun and then gripped tightly, holding it firmly before the Snake Sword, brushing past his palm, could abruptly move upward, while the right hand, turning into a claw, with an ear-piercing whoosh, swiftly swung towards Number Two. Simultaneously, his fully lifted legs kicked rapidly with unbelievable speed, swiftly intercepting the astonishment-kicking legs of Number Two.
Hah... As the Soft Sword fiercely swung by Xiao Lin was about to slice towards his neck, Number Two finally managed to retrieve the Snake Sword just in the nick of time, successfully intercepting Xiao Lin’s attack.
In the momentary tremor between the two, Number Two let out a deep growl first. His hands swiftly shuddered a few times. Although the amplitude was almost imperceptible, the frequency was shocking, generating enough force to forcibly shake off Xiao Lin’s right claw gripping the sword, with blood seeping through the gaps between his fingers. Such an uncanny technique, relying on vibration frequency to inflict internal injuries, was unheard of, and only the suffering Xiao Lin could fully grasp its pain extent.
This person, with contrasting strength from the one who emphasized speed earlier, appeared identical yet was fundamentally different. Furthermore, four others remained on the side, wholly uninvolved in the battle, an indifference that might be a blessing or scorn for the future. Xiao Lin glanced at the four standing on the side, feeling a tinge of concern for the future.
Bam bam!! At the moment Xiao Lin was forced to release his grip, Number Two leaped up and stomped hard on Xiao Lin’s chest, sending him flying. In the instant of somersault landing, his steps spun as he rebounded towards the direction where Xiao Lin was knocked flying.
During the backward flight, Xiao Lin’s head thudded against his shoulder, then using his waist strength forcibly twisted his body. As the Life-taking Snake Sword was about to reach him, the Soft Sword, numbed by pain, suddenly lashed out, fiercely sweeping towards the incoming Snake Sword.
Seeing Xiao Lin able to intercept all his sky-filling sword shadows, Number Two seemed not surprised. His face, appearing to coldly smile, turned even colder. With Body Technique rotating, both hands spread wide, and two sharp red Snake Swords brushed close by his palm, suddenly spinning like turbine blades running at full power, creating a terrifying whirlwind.
The ability to rotate two sharp swords with such speed, appearing magnetically attracted to the palms without any support, was no less terrifying than the ghastly speed of the figure before. Especially, the sharp aura made Xiao Lin, who was retreating, feel a piercing chill.
Seeing the sharp sword about to sweep his neck, the sharp wind already making the skin feel stinging, Xiao Lin’s eyes sparkled fiercely, his rapidly tapping feet accelerating further, forcefully widening the gap. Simultaneously, his Sword Palm suddenly pressed together, hacking violently at the rotating sword sweeping towards him under Xiao Lin’s wild, fierce gaze.
Ah... Amidst the clanging clash and sparking eruption, Xiao Lin let out a painfully agonized cry. Although the Soft Sword finally stopped the rotation of the Snake Sword, the spinal injuries from the battle with Mu Rongyun before hadn’t healed, and combined with the indescribable collision just sustained by his hands, the severe pain left his claws and forearms temporarily numb.
Ssss... Xiao Lin’s frenzied manner of hard interception made Number Two secretly take a cold breath. Caught off guard, his sharp sword was wholly forcefully repelled by this sudden block.
And under intense pain, Xiao Lin’s expression became even more ferocious. His feet tapped the ground, suddenly separating forward and back, stomping hard on the ground to stop his backward flying body. Following closely, he lowered his head, violently colliding towards Number Two.
Bam! Crack... A dull sound of collision followed, with the piercing snap of bone breaking clearly heard. Caught off guard, Number Two, similarly bursting forward, found it truly difficult to halt his step, with his entire face crashing hard into Xiao Lin’s head. His nose instantly collapsed, spurting crimson blood.
In a mere few moments, just as the two engaging in combat exchanged blows, both suffered injuries. Xiao Lin’s hands were nearly rendered useless, and Number Two, not only losing his weapon, suffered nose-breaking pain that brought tears streaming uncontrollably down his eyes. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to recommend and vote, your support is my greatest motivation.)
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