Chapter 61: The Power of the Bloodline
Sikong Jue was astonished by Lu Changfeng’s terrifying Sword Dao Talent.
Lu Changfeng was equally surprised by Sikong Jue’s strength.
With his last strike, Lu Changfeng had used his full strength, holding back only his Sword Intent.
Even so, he had only barely managed to suppress Sikong Jue’s blade.
This meant that Sikong Jue had also reached the Blood Forging Seventh Layer.
Otherwise, Sikong Jue would have been no match for Lu Changfeng in terms of raw power.
Sikong Jue had reached the Blood Forging Seventh Layer but hadn’t yet planned for Tendon Transformation. His ambition was clearly immense.
Having broken Sikong Jue’s ultimate swordsmanship technique, Lu Changfeng took the offensive.
VMM!
Skillessness surpassed all skills!
Lu Changfeng’s seemingly ordinary strike concealed infinite variations.
Sikong Jue’s instincts screamed at him that no matter what he did, Lu Changfeng’s next move would be completely different.
A flicker of anxiety crossed the deep, abyssal eyes on Sikong Jue’s plain face.
As Lu Changfeng’s sword arrived, Sikong Jue finally struck back, deciding to meet offense with offense!
SWISH SWISH!
Lu Changfeng’s long sword shifted, cleverly altering its attack.
Sikong Jue’s expression changed, and he switched from offense to defense!
SHING SHING SHING!
The blur of their swords flickered between them. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of blows.
The longer Sikong Jue fought, the more pressured he felt. Lu Changfeng’s Sword Techniques were simply terrifying. Each move seemed completely unrelated to the last, yet they always managed to keep him suppressed.
SWOOSH!
A flash of the blade broke through Sikong Jue’s defense and grazed past his ear.
A lock of Sikong Jue’s long hair drifted slowly to the ground.
Sikong Jue’s mind reeled. VMM! A surge of cyan-white energy erupted from deep within his body!
After being defeated in the exchange of swordsmanship, Sikong Jue had finally resorted to using his Sword Intent!
BANG!
His long sword, now shrouded in Sword Intent, sent Lu Changfeng’s Autumn Water Long Sword flying with a single blow.
"Using your Sword Intent?"
"Then I won’t hold back either."
A cyan Storm Sword Intent swept out from Lu Changfeng’s body!
Compared to his last battle against Xuu Shaoying, the glow of the Sword Intent enveloping Lu Changfeng was far more substantial!
This was the effect of the [Broken Moon Sword Manual] and [Longevity Sword Dao], which had further strengthened his Storm Sword Intent by fifty percent!
Lu Changfeng’s Storm Sword Intent now had a terrifying 200% boost!
The audience below could clearly see that the materialization of Lu Changfeng’s Sword Intent was on a higher level!
This meant that, barring any surprises, Lu Changfeng’s Sword Intent was even stronger than Sikong Jue’s.
The two figures clashed continuously on the stage, their speed so great that even some Tendon Transformation Martial Artists could barely follow their movements!
"Is this really the Blood Forging Realm?" a Middle-Grade Martial Artist from the Tendon Transformation Realm commented from the contestants’ area, wiping sweat from his brow.
The speed and power displayed by these two Blood Forging Realm Martial Artists surpassed that of most Martial Artists.
Now that they had added Sword Intent to the mix, they could probably kill some Tendon Transformation Martial Artists in an instant.
Overcome with emotion, the Martial Artists couldn’t help but acknowledge the terrifying talent of the two fighters.
These two were truly top-tier Swordsmen, unrivaled on Five Horses Street, or even in all of Jiangzhou and Jiangnan Prefecture!
Their swords clashed once more. As a numbing sensation shot through his arm, a trace of panic flashed in Sikong Jue’s eyes.
’I can’t lose! But this Lu Changfeng... he’s just too strong!’
He gritted his teeth!
Sikong Jue once again executed the Taizhen Illusionary Sword!
With the enhancement of their Sword Intent, the speed and power of both Lu Changfeng and Sikong Jue multiplied!
This time, Sikong Jue actually managed to condense six cyan-white phantoms in one go!
On the stage, six versions of Sikong Jue slashed toward Lu Changfeng!
Sikong Jue was betting that even if Lu Changfeng could imitate the move, he couldn’t possibly merge his Sword Intent and Ultimate Technique as perfectly as he could!
"This move again?"
Lu Changfeng took a deep breath. The qi and blood in his body surged as he pushed his Storm Sword Intent to its absolute limit!
SHING SHING SHING! SHING SHING SHING SHING!
Surpassing his master, Lu Changfeng managed to condense seven phantoms in one breath!!
The [Longevity Sword Dao] truly lived up to its name as a Supreme Talent. Even without a description on the interface, its terrifying latent abilities could easily crush a Swordsman with a High-Grade Talent!
"I’ve seen through your Ultimate Technique completely!"
"Slash!"
Ignoring the despair in Sikong Jue’s eyes, Lu Changfeng’s seven phantoms slashed down simultaneously!
VMM!
The six phantoms of Sikong Jue exploded one after another. Only the real Sikong Jue was left, sent tumbling away. He fell to the ground, vomiting black blood, having clearly suffered severe internal injuries.
Lu Changfeng stood with his sword in hand, his chest heaving slightly. That "student surpassing the master" imitation looked impressive, but it had consumed a great deal of his Spiritual Power and stamina.
The qi and blood in his body circulated rapidly, and his stamina began to recover. The regenerative power of the Blood Forging Seventh Layer was astonishing.
Lu Changfeng didn’t let his guard down. He held his sword at the ready, because he knew the secret of Sikong Jue’s body.
He still had an ace up his sleeve.
The referee jogged over, about to step onto the stage and announce the results.
"Get down! It’s not over yet!"
Sikong Jue swung his blade violently, forcing the referee back off the stage.
The referee, who was just an ordinary Low-Grade Martial Artist, was startled and scrambled off the stage.
Sikong Jue’s gaze swept across the audience.
He saw his master, Yuan Zhen, the head of the Taizhen Martial Arts Hall, looking at him with worry.
But Yuan Zhen knew his personality and didn’t try to stop him from continuing the fight.
His eyes continued to search, and sure enough, he saw the group from the Sikong Family. He also saw Sikong Jie, whose eyes seemed to flash with mockery.
Sikong Jue took a breath. Something inside his body began to awaken.
"You are indeed strong! But... this isn’t over..."
Sikong Jue slowly got to his feet as his body began to undergo a strange transformation.
Lu Changfeng gripped his Autumn Water Sword, his eyes wide as he watched Sikong Jue’s change, knowing that this was Sikong Jue activating his Bloodline Talent.
Name: Sikong Jue
Root Bone: Upper A
Talent: High-Grade Talent [Sword Eye], Basic Bloodline Talent [Ancient Sword Bone Dragon] 0.5%.
’Ancient Sword Bone Dragon... with a bloodline purity of only 0.5%, how much power can it actually unleash?’
As Lu Changfeng watched, each strand of Sikong Jue’s long hair fanned out like a sharp sword!
His originally shoulder-length hair instantly grew down to his heels.
Then, Sikong Jue’s figure suddenly shot up to a height of 2.5 meters. He opened his eyes, his pupils transforming into those of a beast, changing from black to a faint gold.
Sikong Jue’s deep, abyssal eyes were gone, replaced by a savage and supreme arrogance.
He was being influenced by the bloodline within him.
At this moment, he was the Ancient Sword Bone Dragon!
A menacing aura radiated from Sikong Jue, causing every pore on Lu Changfeng’s body to open and his hair to stand on end!
It was the reaction of a man encountering a tiger!
To a Martial Artist, the Ancient Sword Bone Dragon was a being on another level! It was the difference between predator and prey in the Ancient Era!
"Kill!"
As the word left Sikong Jue’s lips, his figure vanished from Lu Changfeng’s sight!
CLANG! Lu Changfeng, relying on the skill-less prescience of his [Longevity Sword Dao], anticipated the danger and raised his sword to block Sikong Jue’s attack!
A numbing shock ran through Lu Changfeng’s palm.
’This speed and power... it’s at least a 50% increase from before!’
With that, Sikong Jue’s speed and power, which had previously been slightly inferior to Lu Changfeng’s, leaped to a level where he could now overpower him!
Lu Changfeng’s brow furrowed. He hadn’t expected a mere 0.5% bloodline concentration to provide such a powerful boost.
Sikong Jue began a frenzied assault!
Relying on his Supreme Sword Dao Talent, Lu Changfeng was like a small boat weathering a storm, always at risk of being engulfed, yet always managing to make a miraculous counter at the critical moment.