Deathly aura lay hidden in his fingertip.
The instant it touched the spine of the blade, Deathly Aura Slash erupted.
The gray-white slash flashed and vanished, but it was enough to achieve the effect Arthur wanted-
Clink!
With a crisp ring, Gale Sword De'erqiao's sword snapped.
The sword split in two at the point Arthur's fingertip had struck. The break was clean and smooth.
The upper half spun off the arena and plunged point-first into the dirt, still trembling and giving off a continuous ringing hum.
De'erqiao, meanwhile, stood rooted to the spot, dumbfounded, holding what remained of his sword.
How was that possible?
How was that possible?
How was that possible?
Those words echoed like a demonic chant in De'erqiao's heart, filling Gale Sword's mind completely.
He recalled what had just happened.
Gale Sword was bewildered, confused, and stunned.
That had been his strongest strike, one he had spent so long building up to.
Yet it had been defeated so easily!
One move!
He had lost in just one move!
No!
To be precise, he hadn't been defeated!
He had been seen through!
It was as though Arthur knew everything about him, had already guessed that he would lay a double bait before delivering his strongest strike.
He had even known which direction De'erqiao's sword would come from.
But...
Was that possible?
Impossible!
Gale Sword knew perfectly well that even Adi, Pritt, and the sisters, including Edwina, who knew him best, could not have done that.
Perhaps those companions could have guessed that he would lay bait.
But there was absolutely no way they could have guessed where his strongest strike would come from afterward.
Yet Arthur had guessed.
Someone who had met him no more than three times had seen through everything about him and grasped it all.