C451 What a Great Sword Qi
C451 What a Great Sword Qi
Shen Lang bent his back and raised his sword. A faint wave of energy emanated from the blade and the entire sword began to vibrate.
Along with the sword's hum, an invisible sharp light started to gather on the sword. Along with Shen Lang's movement, the rune array revolved again and the foundation of the array slightly trembled. Glyph after rune appeared on the transparent barrier.
"This move is called 'The Moon from the Sea'!"
Shen Lang raised his sword and a invisible but real sword qi burst out from the tip of the sword and clashed with the purplish-red sword qi on Sikong Xuan's snake soft sword.
"Crunch."
With an inaudible cracking sound, the purple-red sword qi on the Spirit Serpent's flexible sword disappeared without a trace. In front of Sikong Xuan, a six-meter thick Origin Energy crystal barrier appeared.
On the crystal barrier, there was a thin line of cracks that extended from the surface of the crystal barrier all the way to the other side.
Zhuge Jian, Hee Qingtong, and Hu Fei stood up excitedly.
Even Cao Chong, the head of the Patrol Department who was lazily sitting in his seat, raised his head.
Cao Chong was a sixty year old, kind-looking fatty. Among all the spectators, his realm was the highest, and he had the Source Power Level of the fifth level of Paleo Rank.
Although the two sword moves displayed by Shen Lang earlier were exquisite, it still made Cao Chong astonished. However, to him, it was just stealing the abilities of the ancestors for his own use. It could not represent the abilities of the users themselves.
However, the sword qi Shen Lang used just now was completely based on his deep understanding of the way of the sword. It truly represented Shen Lang's level of cultivation in the way of the sword.
As for Cao Chong, he was a Source Cultivator that had been practicing the latest sword arts for hundreds of years.
"Ding Ling —"
The Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword in Sikong Xuan's hand suddenly split into two, and one of the blades fell to the ground.
"He actually cut off the Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword, what a good sword qi!" Cao Chong clapped and laughed. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong. After all, Sikong Xuanxin's treasured sword had been chopped off. He coughed awkwardly before he continued lying back on the chair and became silent again.
"My Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword... Unexpectedly … "It actually broke …" Sikong Xuan's eyes widened as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Sword Qi and the sword itself should be complementary to each other, yet you are going in the opposite direction. Using the sharpness of the sword itself to generate the so-called sword Qi, it is equivalent to pushing your comrades who are fighting side by side to become cannon fodder. If not for the Sword Qi you have as a burden, the Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword would not have been broken that easily. " Shen Lang said slowly.
Soon after, Shen Lang kept his sword back into the Space Ring.
Since Sikong Xuan had lost her weapon, he didn't want to take advantage of her.
"Sikong Xuan's talent is high enough, but it's a pity that she's not a good person, it's easy for her to be taken advantage of. If they were to fight face to face, Shen Lang would be able to seriously injure her five to six times. " Hu Fei commented, "In the end, he's still too young. After all, he's still too young. With a few more years of training, I'm sure there will be a big change."
"Shen Lang, today, you must die. I will use your blood to pay tribute to my Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword." Sikong Xuan kept the Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword back into her Space Ring and stared at Shen Lang with resentment.
"Then go ahead, I want to see what other abilities you have. If your so-called strength at the third level of the Paleo Rank is only this tiny, then you won't be able to win against me. " Shen Lang said calmly.
Sikong Xuan was surprisingly quiet. Without saying a word, her feet lightly tapped the ground and her body flew up like a leaf in a gale. Borrowing the force of the movement technique's impact, a few waves of source energy shot out towards Shen Lang.
Shen Lang did not move. He punched at the Origin Energy pillars, smashing them into specks of purplish red light. Following that, Shen Lang waved his arm and threw a punch across the air at Sikong Xuan. The wind from the punch pressed Sikong Xuan's clothes against her body, outlining her slim and delicate waist.
Sikong Xuan flew backward, at the same time sending out streams of Origin Energy with her hands. Before the source energy reached him, Shen Lang suddenly felt his body tighten as if he was tied up by an invisible rope.
"It's different from an ordinary Heaven and Earth powers that trap people. What is the meaning of this?" Shen Lang slightly frowned, but he did not break free from the shackles on his body. Seeing a few streams of Origin Energy attack near him, Sikong Xuan also followed closely behind. Shen Lang's feet moved and his whole body transformed into a series of afterimages as he disappeared on the spot.
The energy of heaven and earth that Sikong Xuan used to bind Shen Lang's upper body did not help his legs.
Shen Lang paced back and forth in the ring, and suddenly, there were pictures of Shen Lang everywhere. Layers upon layers of them, it was hard to tell which one was real and which was fake.
And at the same time, Shen Lang also dealt with the restrictions on his body. He kept the feeling that the energy that was binding him was not condensed from Origin Energy, and was also different from how ordinary Paleo Rank Source Cultivator s used their energy of heaven and earth s. There was a sense of purity, but something was also not right.
"Let's quickly end the battle so that she doesn't have to come up with any more tricks." Shen Lang attacked again.
Using the afterimages, Shen Lang approached Sikong Xuan quietly and used his palm to cut Sikong Xuan's shoulder.
Suddenly, a large amount of purplish-red source energy gushed out from Sikong Xuan's body and quickly condensed into a thick source energy crystal armor. In Shen Lang's eyes, this emergency defense was no different than tofu. It easily broke through the crystal armor and landed on Sikong Xuan's shoulder.
As if she was struck by lightning, Sikong Xuan groaned as her body staggered. She turned around and struck out with her palm, but it was easily dodged by Shen Lang.
Immediately after, Shen Lang punched again. The strong wind from the punch struck Sikong Xuan's body, causing her internal organs to vibrate.
Sikong Xuan painfully bent down and coughed twice. She felt a sweetness in her throat and a gush of blood gushed out. Sikong Xuan forcefully held it back and did not spit it out.
Shen Lang still retained most of his strength. If he really went all out, with Sikong Xuan's level, she might not last more than three moves.
Shen Lang had also discovered Sikong Xuan's fatal flaw. The Origin Energy in Sikong Xuan's body was already deep enough, but she would not be able to use it correctly. Coupled with her lack of battle experience, she could only use the amount of Origin Energy or the quality of the weapons in her hands to suppress them. This type of fighting style was very clumsy.