I'll Bet Everything I Have-I'll Be the One to Defeat You!

But Bai Yushan's attack was not over yet.

His foot missed its mark, but his body was already close enough, his left fist, gleaming with a dark luster, hurtling towards Long Chiyu's face.

Five Beast Way: Tiger Roar Mountain-Crushing Fist!

The roar of the tiger echoed through the mountains and forests.

Long Chiyu suddenly turned his head, his fist grazing his cheek, the force of the punch making his helmet vibrate with a piercing hum.

His knee, like a cannonball, slammed into Bai Yushan's abdomen.

"Bang!"

The knee Collision Bai Yushan in the lower abdomen.

Bai Yushan's body arched like a shrimp, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

But his hands, like iron clamps, gripped Long Chiyu's right leg tightly.

"Finally caught you! You bastard!"

He raised his head, his face covered in blood, but a ferocious smile spread across his lips.

The left hand is held in a palm, a jet-black luster gathering in the center.

Slaughter Path - Cold Blade Holding Light!

The palm strike, sharp as a knife, slashed down with lightning speed towards Long Chiyu's right leg!

Long Chiyu's expression changed drastically. He slammed his left leg against the ground, twisted his body forcefully, and pulled his right leg out of Bai Yushan's arms.

The palm blade grazed his leg armor, sending sparks flying.

A deep scratch appeared on the leg armor.

The two retreated simultaneously, creating distance between them.

Bai Yushan knelt on the ground, the sharp pain in his abdomen causing his body to spasm slightly.

Long Chiyu stood ten feet away, breathing heavily, and the cracks on the Mountain and River Sword were increasing.

Both of them were covered in wounds.

Their clothes were completely soaked in blood.

Yet their eyes remained crazed, still filled with murderous intent.

Long Chiyu was blinded by rage.

His breathing was heavy, his chest heaving violently, and blood seeped out from the gaps in his Battle Armor. The cracks on the Mountain and River Sword were dense and numerous, as if it would shatter at any moment.

But at this moment, his aura reached an unprecedented height.

In the darkness, he seemed to sense a special guidance.

The guidance came from the sword in his hand, from the land beneath his feet, and from the Long Clan blood flowing in his veins.

He gripped the Mountain and River Sword tightly.

I'll stake everything on you; you will be defeated by me!

The roar echoed through the mountains and forests.

A terrifying aura erupted from Long Chiyu's body. The aura was almost tangible, and the bluish-gray light shot into the sky, causing the dark clouds above to churn.

He unleashed his full potential once again!

This time, his power surpassed all previous levels.

In a flash, he appeared in front of Bai Yushan.

It's not Soul Skill, yet it incorporates all Soul Skill into the sword!

He simply swung his sword.

One sword.

A simple sword strike, coming down from above, cleaving straight down.

Yet this sword strike contained the weight of a mountain, the length of a long river, and the terrifying power to overturn Mountain and River.

All the Soul Skill seemed to have disappeared.

And yet, it seems, it has always been there.

They were all incorporated into this single sword strike.

Bai Yushan's pupils suddenly contracted.

He could clearly sense that the danger of this sword strike far surpassed any of Long Chiyu's previous attacks.

In a moment of haste, he crossed his arms, fully covering himself with Armament Haki, and took the sword head-on!

"Clang--!!!"

The sword blade struck the dark arm with a deafening roar.

Bai Yushan's body was slammed downwards like a cannonball. The ground beneath his feet exploded, and his knees sank deep into the soil.

My arms were numb, and my bones groaned as if they couldn't bear the weight.

So strong!

This sword strike was far more powerful than the previous one!

But Long Chiyu's sword never stopped.

One sword fell, and the second sword followed immediately.

With a flick of his wrist, the Mountain and River Sword slashed upwards from an extremely tricky angle, its blade aimed directly at Bai Yushan's waist and ribs.

Quick!

That's too fast!

Bai Yushan's body suddenly rolled to the side, barely avoiding the sword strike.

The blade grazed his side, the sharp sword energy tearing a deep wound in his waist. Blood gushed out instantly.

But before he could even regain his footing, the third sword strike arrived.

Long Chiyu stepped forward, his Mountain and River Sword sweeping horizontally. The bluish-gray sword shadows covered the sky and crushed towards Bai Yushan's chest.

One sword strike after another, one move after another.

Without gaps, without pauses.

At this moment, Long Chiyu's swordsmanship entered a different realm.

He seemed to transform into the Mountain and River beneath his feet, steady, profound, and magnificent.

Each sword strike carries the might of heaven and earth; each sword strike is unstoppable.

Bai Yushan was forced into a series of retreats.

His body was covered in more and more wounds.

Shoulders, arms, sides, backs... the sound of blades piercing flesh echoed continuously.

His clothes were stained red with blood, and so was the ground beneath his feet.

He felt immense pressure.

This pressure, like an invisible net, trapped him from all sides, tightening relentlessly and leaving him no chance to breathe.

Long Chiyu's sword has transcended the realm of Soul Skill.

Each sword strike contains the power of Soul Skill, yet it lacks the pre-cast animation and weaknesses of Soul Skill.

This is the true way of the sword.

Control the sword with intention, and use the sword as a technique.

But just then--

Bai Yushan raised his head.

His eyes burned with a crimson light.

So what?!

"I'm Bai Yushan!"

A roar echoed through the heavens.

His fists clenched tightly.

Blue-white electricity surged wildly from his body.

The 500,000 volt Electric Current Push to its limit at this moment.

His fists seemed to hold all the thunderbolts from the dark clouds that covered the land in his palms.

The electric arc crackled and popped, ionizing the air and producing a sharp, explosive sound.

Long Chiyu's sword fell once more.

This sword strike was aimed straight at Bai Yushan's neck, determined to sever his head in one blow.

Bai Yushan did not hide.

His body suddenly lunged forward, meeting the cold blade headfirst into Long Chiyu's arms.

"Puff--!"

The blade pierced his left shoulder.

The wound was so deep that the bone was visible, and it almost severed his entire left arm.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering all over Long Chiyu.

But there was no trace of pain on Bai Yushan's face.

Instead, a ferocious and crazed smile spread across his face.

"Got you?"

His right hand had already gripped Long Chiyu's wrist, which was holding the sword, tightly.

Long Chiyu's expression changed. He tried to draw his sword, but found that his wrist was locked in an iron clamp and he couldn't move at all.

He wanted to back away, but Bai Yushan's body clung to him like a leech, making it impossible for him to create any distance.

A terrifying electric current surged wildly into Bai Yushan's body from his palm.

Long Chiyu's body suddenly stiffened.

Now!

Bai Yushan slowly raised his left fist.

His left shoulder was a bloody mess, but with the surge of blue-white electricity, the deep wound that exposed bone was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The severed muscles reconnected, and the broken bones were mended.

Within a few breaths, the almost severed left arm was restored to its original state.

A crimson light began to gather on his fist.