Master Swordsmanship! (A Massive 8,300-Word Chapter!)

Amid the dull roar of a thunderstorm, dazzling lightning gathered at King Guewen's spearpoint like a blazing sun. He yanked the reins, and the enormous shadowy Flint Dragon cried out in pain before spewing a blinding breath from its jaws!

The surging dragon breath shook space itself. Scattered colors fell like rain, becoming Blind Light and Phantom Tendrils. The next instant, the Flint Dragon smashed through its own breath and charged Xia Lun, while King Guewen leveled his lightning-wreathed great spear from its back. A cavalry charge—on a dragon!

With a clang, Xia Lun made no attempt to dodge. He drew his sword!

Boom!

Spear and sword collided. The shockwave tore through the air as lightning and sparks scattered. The hot scent of iron spread with a visible blast wave! After his long fight with King Guewen, the extra force Xia Lun had gained through Swordsmanship—Flow had built to an inhuman level. Combined with his now outrageous attributes, that overloaded force let him withstand a direct collision with the shadowy Flint Dragon!

The lightning spear and Night Plume parted the instant they met. Xia Lun flicked his wrist, knocked the spearpoint aside, and pushed off with one foot, leaping to a bone in the dragon's wing as though he had teleported.

The shadowy Flint Dragon before him was still as massive as a mountain, but far smaller than the dragon skeleton in Longeryasi City. Xia Lun sidestepped another thrust and scrambled upward, aiming for its back dozens of meters above. In a flash, King Guewen loosened his grip, turned his thrust into a sweeping strike, and cut off Xia Lun's charge!

A thousand years ago, King Guewen had been powerful enough to hunt an ancient Flint Dragon with nothing but his great spear. Though he had rarely fought in the