Chapter 340: Chapter 253 King Yan Combo, Invincible Under Heaven! [A new month, vote for next month!]
But after a single breath, Yan Chuan still had to retreat in defeat.
"Wave Riding Micro Steps" is indeed powerful; a flick to the left, a sidestep to the right – the three swordsmen are all masters of swordsmanship, and even more so of the fast sword, but as long as Yan Chuan doesn’t want to fight, they can’t touch him at all.
He moves through the hundred blooms, not a petal sticks!
In such a short time.
Two brief encounters.
Yan Chuan’s body is covered in wounds, but to tell the long story, it all happened in just a moment.
Wang Zhengyi’s Mirage Pearl mist had just spread over a dozen yards, still thin.
"Not yet!"
"Need to delay more!"
Yan Chuan swiftly activated "Wave Riding Micro Steps", with "Innate Skill" and "Yijinjing" circulating inside him, setting up layers of Gang Qi to protect his body, just about to charge forward for the third time.
But at this moment—
"Ha!"
A clear shout rang out and in the corner of Yan Chuan’s eye, he saw Yang Yingxue seize the moment when the fallen swordsman stood up, coldly launching a sword strike straight at the man’s heart.
The heart!
This is a vital spot!
Even if one is Limit-breaking Ninth Grade, even if he has Postnatal Twelve Layers, once the heart is pierced, death is certain.
Yang Yingxue is aiming to kill!
But the four swordsmen had just saved her from the hands of Yan Chuan and Wang Zhengyi, and now Yang Yingxue returns enmity for kindness so quickly?
Could she have lost her mind?!
"Yang Yingxue!"
The unfortunate swordsman truly had bad luck. His reactions were fast, twisting his body to dodge the thrust. Yang Yingxue shifted her strike to a diagonal slash, and although he avoided a critical neck injury, he couldn’t evade losing the hair on top of his head, having three layers cut off, with even the scalp shaved away.
Bald!
Bloody!
No sign of a top-notch master at all.
"Courting death!"
The swordsman, in a fury, slapped the ground with one palm, controlled his sword with the other, and somersaulted through the air to attack Yang Yingxue. However, just as the sword’s edge was about to strike her, he abruptly turned his body, rocketing back like an arrow toward Wang Zhengyi.
Was this a feint?
Or just an act?
Yan Chuan was left dumbfounded, utterly confused.
But it didn’t seem like an act; the bald swordsman ignored Yang Yingxue, while Yang Yingxue just wouldn’t let go, sword in hand, chasing closely after him, obstructing his path, essentially shielding Wang Zhengyi from the swordsman’s assault.
"What is going on?"
Wang Zhengyi was also at a loss.
But he wasn’t one to watch idly, retreating again and again, Qi-Blood surging as he fully activated the ’Mirage Pearl’.
Finally!
The thick fog spread, covering dozens of yards, dense enough to obscure vision!
"It’s done!"
Seeing this, Yan Chuan immediately extricated himself from the hands of the three swordsmen—
Swish swish swish!
Clang clang clang!
This was the third engagement; this time, Yan Chuan wielded his sword fifty-eight times, launched twenty-one attacks, yet only five new sword scars marred his body.
He gained more understanding!
He became more composed!
Continuing like this, as long as Yan Chuan doesn’t die, perhaps once he fully understands the changes in the three swordsmen’s swordsmanship, he might even be able to turn defeat into victory.
But it’s unnecessary.
With the ’Mirage Pearl’ displaying its might, dense fog filled the area, and Wang Zhengyi immediately sought Yan Chuan to cooperate—
"Brother Yan!"
Yan Chuan sensed the flow of the fog and understood immediately.
He then took out the ’Vajra Pet’ from his sleeve, tossing it towards the left front as indicated by the fog—
Boom!
It hit a thief right on target!
He couldn’t see clearly in the fog, but barely made out from ten feet away a figure transformed by the fog, an Alligator Beast approaching, one palm descending—
Rumble!
Yan Chuan knew the power of this palm, and was overjoyed beyond measure: "Brother Wang’s Big Palm Print struggles to hit people, but with my ’Vajra Pet’ in this fog, isn’t this a perfect match?"
One strikes!
One slams!
With Wang Zhengyi’s palm power in the ’Mirage Pearl’ mist, let alone the four swordsmen, even if forty came, they would all be smashed into pulp one by one!
"Haha!"
"Brother Wang, we are invincible!"
Yan Chuan laughed heartily!
...
"Hiss!"
"The point is tricky!"
"Brother Yan, run quickly!"
Yan Chuan’s laugh hadn’t stopped when Wang Zhengyi’s urgent voice reached his ears.
What’s going on?
Yan Chuan was startled.
He had witnessed Wang Zhengyi’s Big Handprint within the ’Mirage Pearl’ mist, knowing it was quite formidable. Back in the ’Jian Province Competition’, semi-finals, Wang Zhengyi used that palm print to render Fu Yunzhan completely defenseless. Later in the finals, it also posed a considerable threat to Yan Chuan.
A big handprint left on the ground, who could withstand it?
No one dared to resist!
By Yan Chuan’s estimate, with such power, as long as it hit, not only ordinary Limit-breakers but even eighth-grade, ninth-grade ones would be smashed to death.
But now, just four swordsmen, one of whom had been knocked down by Yan Chuan’s Vajra Pet, yet Wang Zhengyi was struggling?
"Brother Wang!"
"Couldn’t hit?"
"Or couldn’t kill?"
Though puzzled, Yan Chuan moved swiftly, following Wang Zhengyi’s fog signaling and quickly exited the mist, first inquiring of Wang Zhengyi.
Wang Zhengyi, holding the ’Mirage Pearl’ in his left hand, extended his right hand towards Yan Chuan: "Look—"
"Uh this—"
Yan Chuan was dumbfounded.
He saw Wang Zhengyi’s right hand seemingly pierced by something sharp, a hole, bloody, with the Sinew, Bone, Skin, and Membrane of the palm all pierced through, making one wince in pain.
The point is tricky?
The point is tricky!
This one really ’burrowed’ into the hand!
Yan Chuan and Wang Zhengyi whispered and ran off in large strides—
"What happened?" Yan Chuan didn’t understand.
"I don’t know either!"
Wang Zhengyi’s face was also filled with confusion: "I make a palm strike, even Elder Jiang would be half-dead from it, no Divine Weapon could withstand it. But it seems this person turned into a treasure sword, sword edge rising skyward, no person, just sword. I struck down, the edge flared, directly piercing through my palm, even retracting was not possible!"
Wang Zhengyi was furious!
This time, with Yan Chuan’s ’Vajra Pet’, he initially thought they were invincible, but who knew someone was even more aggressive, pulling such a trick, and such an unforeseen change occurred.