Volume 1 Beizhou Edge Chapter 139 Challenge (3)
The sword light is like rain, shocking. The field was radiant, and the sword shadows were intertwined, as if they were in a rain of swords. The surrounding audience was all captivated by this scene and saw the true pinnacle of swordsmanship.
Zhang Jianbai's eyes were solemn, and he could feel that Shen Shan's strength was getting stronger and stronger, and his pressure was getting bigger and bigger. He knew he had to land the strongest blow with all his might to turn the tide.
He gathered the true qi of his whole body onto the sword in his hand, and the sword light was like a bright meteor, bursting out with dazzling light. He concentrated his energy, and unleashed a peerless sword technique, like the most powerful lore in heaven and earth, directly pointing at Shen Shan's vital point.
Shen Shan felt the terrifying aura coming from Zhang Jianbai's body, and he knew that this blow should not be underestimated. There was a determined glint in his eyes, and he no longer laughed like he had done before.
On the battlefield, everything was quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Jianbai and Shen Shan.
The sword flew and Shen Shan keenly felt the crisis of life and death, and he waved his sword without hesitation, colliding with Zhang Jianbai's attack. A huge shockwave spread, destroying the land in shambles.
When the shock wave dissipated, the figures of Shen Shan and Zhang Jianbai had completely fallen into the smoke and dust. Everyone held their breath and waited for the outcome of the battle.
The smoke and dust slowly cleared, and the scene on the field surprised everyone. The two stood back to back, and no one could tell the winner.
Shen Shan smiled coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Zhang Jianbai, you are still too weak." As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared.
Zhang Jianbai looked around vigilantly, trying to find Shen Shan's traces. But at this moment, he felt a powerful aura coming from behind.
He jerked around, only to see a sword light slash into his chest like lightning. Zhang Jianbai resisted with all his might, but he was still stabbed by the sword light, and the blood instantly stained his robe.
His body was shocked dozens of meters away, and he fell heavily to the ground, blood spurting wildly from his mouth.
"Shen Shan, you really betrayed your sword path!" Zhang Jianbai endured the severe pain and shouted in a trembling voice.
Shen Shan sneered, there was no trace of pity in his eyes, "Kendo? That's just a joke. In this world, only the strong can survive. Do you think kendo can beat everything? How naïve! ”
The swords of the two men intertwined, and the air around them seemed to freeze. Every move and style is full of life and death, and any small mistake can lead to fatal consequences.
Shen Shan looked at Zhang Jianbai, who was also out of breath, and sneered: "Zhang Jianbai, you are just an ant-like cultivator, and I am a Tianjiao from a family, a person like you is only worthy of being a stepping stone for me, today, on this outer door competition, under the witness of so many people, see how I have achieved my avenue step by step!" ”
Although he was seriously injured, Zhang Jianbai's will never wavered. He took a deep breath, and a powerful sword power surged through his body. He knew that only by doing his best could he have a chance to turn the situation around.
His body began to glow golden, and the ground beneath his feet began to tremble, as if an invisible force was supporting him. This is his original peerless swordsmanship - the guardian of the sword!
At this moment, Zhang Jianbai felt that he was one with the sword. His eyes flashed with determination, and the sword in his hand made a piercing hum. He calmly glanced around, his gaze was like a torch, only death!
Zhang Jianbai's sword suddenly erupted in scorching flames, and his attacks became more aggressive, and his speed skyrocketed several times. His sword light pierced the sky, like a meteor shuttling through the darkness, omnipresent.
Shen Shan felt a huge pressure, and he began to panic. He tried his best to resist, but he couldn't resist Zhang Jianbai's crazy offensive no matter what. In every encounter, he could barely block it.
Zhang Jianbai's attacks became sharper and sharper, and each slash was accompanied by the sound of explosions. Shen Shan was losing and retreating, and there were more and more wounds on his body. He began to feel a little confused, he couldn't understand why an enemy who was originally weak had suddenly become so powerful.
The duel was carried out to the limit, and Zhang Jianbai suddenly reined in his offensive. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he slowly raised the sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword was aimed at Shen Shan.
A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and his voice sounded on the battlefield: "Shen Shan, this is what you asked for." You just said that kendo is just a joke, and I want you to understand that kendo is not as useless as you say! ”
As soon as the words fell, his figure disappeared in place in an instant, appearing behind Shen Shan. The sword in his hand stabbed at Shen Shan's fatal spot without hesitation.
"Impossible!"
Shen Shan roared in a low voice, and then turned around quickly at an angle and speed that ordinary people couldn't do, and then unexpectedly followed this sword!
"I have accepted the inheritance of the ancient powerhouse, how can I lose to you!"
Shen Shan continued to roar.
The situation on the battlefield instantly became tense, everyone was attracted by the fierce battle between Zhang Jianbai and Shen Shan, and no one dared to be distracted to look at others.
With the help of the inheritance of the ancient powerhouse, Shen Shan recovered from the injuries he had received before, and his aura became more majestic and powerful. Zhang Jianbai, who felt this power, flashed his eyes, but he didn't mean to retreat, but instead clenched the sword in his hand more firmly.
He knew that he was not Shen Shan's opponent, but he believed that as long as he held on to hope and never gave up, there would be a glimmer of life.
The sword is majestic, and the fighting spirit of both of them has reached its peak. Their swords intertwined, each collision emitting dazzling sparks. The storm on the field slowly formed a huge whirlpool, engulfing everything around it.
Shen Shan's swordsmanship became more and more ferocious, and every attack was unstoppable. But Zhang Jianbai overcame rigidity with softness and flexibly defused Shen Shan's offensive. In his opinion, although Shen Shan's strength was strong, it was far from him in the realm of swordsmanship.
Zhang Jianbai gradually found a way to crack Shen Shan's swordsmanship, he used his unique swordsmanship to skillfully dodge Shen Shan's attacks, and seized the opportunity to counterattack. Each attack hit Shen Shan's weak point with unmistakable accuracy.
Shen Shan gradually felt tired, and his offensive gradually lost its sharpness. Although his strength continued to grow, the exhaustion of his mind made his swordsmanship sluggish, and it was difficult for him to cope with Zhang Jianbai's sword attacks.
Zhang Jianbai seized this opportunity and launched a fierce attack again. The sword light was vertical and horizontal, hitting Shen Shan's weakness and forcing him into a desperate situation.
Faced with the impending fatal blow, Shen Shan suddenly laughed. There was a hint of cunning in his eyes, and there was not the slightest hint of fear.
"Haha, Zhang Jianbai, you may really be underestimated by me!" Shen Shan said suddenly.
Zhang Jianbai was stunned for a moment, he felt something unusual, but no matter what, he still held the sword unwaveringly, ready to launch the final blow.
At this moment, Shen Shan's figure suddenly disappeared. Zhang Jianbai's eyes flickered rapidly, trying to find Shen Shan's location, but he couldn't determine Shen Shan's whereabouts.
Suddenly, a powerful air current hit him from behind. Zhang Jianbai reacted immediately, and he turned around sharply, trying to resist Shen Shan's attack.
However, Zhang Jianbai's reaction was still a little slower. A sword light slashed at his chest like lightning, and he struggled to resist, but the sword light stabbed him in the shoulder, and the blood instantly stained his robe.
The huge pain spread all over his body, and Zhang Jianbai stiffened, fell to the ground, gasping for breath.
"Shen Shan, you really betrayed your sword path!" Zhang Jianbai endured the severe pain and shouted in a trembling voice.
Shen Shan smiled coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Kendo? That's just a joke. In this world, only the strong can survive. Do you think kendo can beat everything? How naïve! ”
He approached Zhang Jianbai step by step, and the sword in his hand still exuded a terrifying murderous aura. Zhang Jianbai struggled to get up, his whole body was weak, but his eyes flashed with determination.
"Shen Shan, you can betray the way of the sword, but you are hurting yourself. I believe in the power of kendo and believe that it will allow me to defeat you! Zhang Jianbai said vigorously.
He clenched the sword in his hand and issued a final challenge. The injuries on his body did not make him lose his fighting spirit, but inspired him to have tenacity and courage deep inside.
Shen Shan sneered, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes. He launched the final blow and pounced on Zhang Jianbai.
This time, Zhang Jianbai did not dare to be careless. He condensed the sword power of his whole body to meet Shen Shan's attack. The sword is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light is flying.
The swords of the two were intertwined, and each collision was accompanied by fierce sparks. Their movements are so fast that they are difficult to catch with the naked eye, and each attack has the essence of kendo.
The battle has entered the white-hot stage, the land on the field has been completely destroyed, the sword qi is rampant, and the entire battlefield has become a chaotic sea of fire.
Zhang Jianbai gave full play to his kendo talent, and his swordsmanship became more and more fierce and faster. He took advantage of every opportunity, pressing step by step, forcing Shen Shan into a desperate situation.
Shen Shan felt unprecedented pressure, and he knew that he had to give it his all or face a defeat. He tried his best to condense his sword momentum, and the momentum of his whole body became more and more huge.
The sword momentum of the two became more and more intense, and the air around them was shaken and distorted. Their swordsmanship was so sparkling that it was almost impossible to see them.
Suddenly, Zhang Jianbai suddenly stopped his attack, and his sword light slowly dissipated, but his gaze was still sharp.
"Shen Shan, your swordsmanship is only the end of the pursuit of strength, while my sword path pursues a kind of transcendence! Give me. ”
Zhang Jianbai suddenly raised his sword, the tip of the sword pointed at Shen Shan, and a powerful sword qi gushed out from the tip of the sword.
Challenged by Zhang Jianbai's strength, Shen Shan no longer coveted the enhancement of his strength, but began to pay attention to the improvement of his own kendo. He took a deep breath, and the sword condensed, turning into a huge sword shield, blocking Zhang Jianbai's attack.
Shen Shan's swordsmanship began to become stable and agile, and every sword strike was accurate, with an indestructible force. His figure flickered like a ghost, easily dodging Zhang Jianbai's sword attack and quickly counterattacking.
Zhang Jianbai felt the transformation of Shen Shan's kendo, and a trace of pressure suddenly rose in his heart. He was no longer shocked by Shen Shan's power, but began to think about how to deal with it.
He concentrates his mind and delves into the realm of kendo, skillfully using the essence of swordsmanship. His sword moves became agile and swift, sometimes attacking Shen Shan's vital points, and sometimes tempting Shen Shan to make moves. He tried to use his kendo level to deal with Shen Shan's strength advantage.
The swords of the two were intertwined, and the battle on the field became more and more intense. Their swords were like lightning and flint, and every collision of their swordsmanship exuded a shocking power.
Time passed, and both of their bodies gradually became tired. But their will is still strong and they will not give up.