"You deserve to die!"
Chen Ajiu's blood-red eyes blazed with murderous intent.
His long saber sprang from its sheath, and he slashed down at Li Qiming.
Dozens of green blades of light swarmed toward Li Qiming, one after another.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Each blade-shadow glinted coldly beneath the moonlight, carrying real force. They struck the ground and gouged out craters as big as a head.
Faced with the dozens of blade-shadows, Li Qiming swung his saber to block them. But even using all his strength, he was sent flying backward, his body scored with wound after wound as blood poured freely.
"Is this the power of Blade Momentum...? Truly terrifying!" Li Qiming couldn't help but marvel.
He possessed the immense strength of an elephant and had ten years of Blood Qi in his body, yet he could barely withstand a single slash from his opponent!
Blade Momentum was simply unreasonable.
And the Blade Momentum Chen Ajiu had mastered was only a nascent form. It couldn't even be considered true Blade Momentum yet.
"Heh. Dying by my blade is no disgrace, brat!" Seeing that one slash had gravely wounded Li Qiming, Chen Ajiu looked down at him with disdain.
He'd thought the brat would be much stronger.
Now it seemed he was nothing special!
"Is that so...?" Li Qiming grinned.
The two Bone Refining Realm fighters he'd just killed—one at the middle stage, the other at the great perfection stage—had both possessed Entries.
He glanced at the panel:
[Innate Blade Sense: Blade Dao Talent/Rare]
[Innate Blade Sense: Your comprehension of blade techniques has increased to Level 5. Your original comprehension was Level 1.]
[Twenty Years of Blood Qi Power: Martial Arts Realm/Rare]
[Twenty Years of Blood Qi Power: This is currently the limit your body can bear. You may choose it without worry.]
With a thought, Li Qiming used both Entries.
Enhanced by [Innate Blade Sense], his Blade Dao Comprehension rose severalfold.
As [Twenty Years of Blood Qi Power] poured into his body, a scorching heat spread through him, leaving him desperate to unleash it!
"What?" Chen Ajiu's eyes flew wide.
He felt an exceptionally powerful surge of Blood Qi rising from his opponent!
"Die!" Chen Ajiu acted without hesitation. Gathering all his strength, he controlled his Blade Momentum and brought his saber crashing down on Li Qiming's head.
The ten blade-shadows suddenly split apart, transforming into silvery-white feathers. Each one glittered with a razor-sharp blade of light!
The feathers packed the sky, blotting it out like a torrential downpour as they fell toward Li Qiming.
"Feather Blade!" Chen Ajiu roared.
This was his finishing move!
Yet—
At the heart of the falling Feather Blades, Li Qiming raised his saber at the same time.
"You think one saber can stop my Feather Blades?" Chen Ajiu sneered. His opponent's move was laughable.
But in the next instant, the sneer froze on his face.
The saber in Li Qiming's hand moved faster and faster. The curved blade whirled through the air until not even a breath of wind could get through.
He had only one saber, yet he wielded it like a shield.
The hand gripping Li Qiming's saber became a blur. In his mind, the Nine Style Blade Art he'd practiced suddenly clicked into place. His blade flowed from his thoughts with the natural ease of breathing.
And the more he swung, the deeper his insight grew. His blade technique strengthened with every passing moment!
"How is this possible?!" Chen Ajiu stared in disbelief.
Just moments ago, the brat had seemed like a novice with a blade. Now he was on par with a first-rate swordsman!
"Shadows of the Nine Style Blade Art... the Shield Blade Art?" Qin Yu murmured. He had given Li Qiming the technique and recognized it at once.
But the Nine Style Blade Art couldn't possibly be this powerful. It was only an ordinary third-rate manual.
Then, Qin Yu understood. The technique was still a third-rate art—but it all depended on who wielded it!
It wasn't that the blade technique was strong. It was that... Li Qiming was too strong!
And that was exactly right.
Only with [Strength of an Elephant], [Thirty Years of Blood Qi Power], [Blade Like Wind], and [Innate Blade Sense] working together could he turn the rotten into the miraculous.
In Li Qiming's hands, an utterly ordinary third-rate blade technique seemed blessed by the gods!
At that moment, all the Bone Refining Realm and Blood Refining Realm fighters couldn't help but pause their battles.
Every gaze turned toward the woods, where the moonlight illuminated a sky filled with Ruthless Blade Feathers.
Even more unbelievable than the feathers was the tall figure standing firm amid them.
Every time the gray-robed youth swung his saber, it met the feathers with a faint spark. No matter how the feathers swirled and shifted around him, he deflected them all with just one blade!
"What an astonishing blade technique! What a fast blade!" Mo Su couldn't help exclaiming.
Wang Liang stood stunned beside him. For some reason, the indistinct figure amid the feathers seemed strangely familiar.
Li Qiming didn't think about anything. He let his body wield the Nine Style Blade Art by instinct. Right now, his mind held only one blade technique.
One Blade Style!
With the enhancement of two blade talents, his perception and comprehension of the blade had reached an unbelievable level.
Yet he still felt a thin barrier between himself and One Blade Style.
Just a little more... Give him a little more time, and he would surely grasp One Blade Style!
A thread of black blood trickled from the corner of Chen Ajiu's mouth. He knew he couldn't let the fight drag on. He bit down on the Blood Demon Pill in his mouth.
BOOM!
A terrifying, sinister aura erupted from Chen Ajiu.
His strength doubled!
The Feather Blades converged, merging into a colossal phantom saber in midair.
"Die!" Chen Ajiu smiled with confidence, then swung his saber with all his might.
At the same time, the enormous phantom saber in the sky crashed down on Li Qiming, bearing an overwhelming force!
Chen Ajiu was certain that even a true early-stage Organ Refining Realm fighter couldn't withstand this slash!
This was an invincible blade beneath the Organ Refining Realm!
Unless his opponent broke through on the spot and became a mid-stage Organ Refining Realm expert, survival was impossible!
Li Qiming truly couldn't block this slash.
But who said he had to?
"Trying to dodge? You can't escape it..." Chen Ajiu seemed to see through Li Qiming's intentions and shook his head.
He had absolute faith in this slash. Even a mid-stage Organ Refining Realm expert could only withstand it, not dodge it!
RUMBLE!
Suddenly, Chen Ajiu thought he heard a faint peal of thunder...
The next instant—
A glimmer of purple lightning flashed beneath the descending phantom saber.
"What is that?" Before Chen Ajiu could get a good look, a chill ran across his neck.
He turned his eyes sideways and saw the gray-robed disciple's sharply chiseled profile, as if carved by an axe.
When had he appeared there? Why was he there?
Why was he sheathing his blade?
BOOM!
The phantom saber slammed into the ground, its immense energy bursting outward. An invisible gale bent the surrounding trees this way and that.
The wind brushed Chen Ajiu's face. He felt himself flying as the world spun before his eyes.
Thud. His head hit the ground.
His wide eyes stared at the gray-robed figure, so tall and imposing, so mysterious and unfathomable.
Clang.
Li Qiming slid his blade fully into its sheath. His robes danced in the wind, snapping and fluttering.
"What a fast... blade..."
Chen Ajiu glanced at his headless body. His vision went black, and he lost consciousness forever.
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