Chapter 257: Harmless Sword Technique
Chapter 257: Harmless Sword Technique
After a long time, in the bleak cold wind, Jian Wushang finally moved, his murderous aura held back within.
He slowly raised his head, looking at the graceful and calm Mu Feng, and said, “Good, good. I still don’t know how high your cultivation truly is, but this state of mind is beyond ordinary people. Mu Feng, are you really still at the peak of the Mortal Realm?”
The longer the standoff lasted, the more shocked Jian Wushang became.
On the surface, he stood as still as a stone statue, appearing extremely calm. However, like Mu Feng, he had been quietly sensing the other’s aura and strength.
In Mu Feng’s view, he was like a sharp long sword; in his view, Mu Feng was like an ancient fierce beast, standing motionless, but the power fluctuations and pressure inside him kept rising. What was even more shocking was the invisible heat wave emanating from his body, making it increasingly difficult to breathe, and the blood and energy within surged violently, giving a feeling that one was about to explode and die.
Incredible!
Having been famous for so many years, Jian Wushang asked himself that he had never encountered such a strange and terrifying opponent since his debut, his expression turning serious. And this was actually just a student at the Mortal Realm—how could it not be shocking?
“Absolutely true, I am but a mortal. This final bottleneck has been impossible to break through for a long time!”
Mu Feng smiled. Seeing the cold flash in Jian Wushang’s eyes, he knew the big battle was about to begin. He took a deep breath, “Brother Wushang, come on, please guide me. Let this mortal witness the prowess of a master from the Literary Sword Hall!”
“Good. Over the years, I have practiced my family’s Harmless Sword Technique. This treasured sword in my hand is called the Harmless Sword. It kills without shedding blood—if blood is seen, the person is already dead. Be careful!”
Jian Wushang reminded Mu Feng to be careful, and without hesitation after speaking, he lightly tapped his toe on the tile and thrust his sword toward Mu Feng.
Buzz…
Mu Feng only heard the sound of the sword’s hum, and a sharp long sword had already appeared before his eyes.
Besides fast, it was still fast!
Apart from the word ‘fast,’ there was no way to describe the brilliance of Jian Wushang’s sword thrust. As the sword thrust out, the long hair on Mu Feng’s head suddenly flew backward, and a sharp pain came from between his eyebrows. His feet slipped, and he almost fell from the high tower top, with most of his foot already hanging in midair, causing a wave of exclamations.
“Incredible, the sword is like a meteor!”
“Such fast speed, launching a fierce killing move right from the start. Who is this person?”
“Jian Wushang, it’s our Literary Sword Hall’s proud Jian Wushang!”
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The people gathered below the Wangjiang Tower exclaimed in surprise. Some sharp-eyed students quickly recognized Jian Wushang’s figure.
From a far distance, though they couldn’t see his features clearly, as soon as Jian Wushang made his move, they recognized him from his aura, sword technique, and posture!
Kills without shedding blood—if blood is seen, the person is already dead?
Mu Feng’s pupils contracted. He couldn’t see Jian Wushang’s expression, nor could he hear the people’s exclamations. In an instant, the entire world seemed to consist only of the sharp sword suddenly appearing before his eyes. At the critical moment of life and death, just as people thought he was about to fall, his body suddenly leaned backward, his toes hooking onto the eaves, head down and feet up, clinging tightly to the cold stone wall like an upside-down bat.
This thrilling move instantly caused even greater exclamations!
Below the bustling, crowded Wangjiang Tower, everyone craned their necks, not even blinking, afraid of missing an exciting moment.
Jian Wushang’s attack was already astonishing enough, but who would have thought Mu Feng’s move would be even more astonishing?
The high tower top was nearly a hundred meters above the ground. If one fell from there, even a hard boulder would likely shatter into pieces. Hanging upside-down with toes hooked on the eaves—who could have imagined such a move? In the whole world, how many people could do it?
Masters!
Indeed, both were masters—one attacking fiercely, fast as a meteor; the other defending excellently, beyond expectations!
The battle on the high tower was thrilling, leaving everyone deeply shocked!
“Huh… truly impressive. Again!”
As people exclaimed in surprise, Jian Wushang was also taken aback. He hadn’t expected Mu Feng to evade his attack with such a move. After a moment of daze, he lunged forward again, changing his sharp long sword from a thrust to a slash, fiercely chopping down toward Mu Feng’s feet.
Mu Feng, clinging to the stone wall like an upside-down bat, head down and feet up, would immediately fall from the high tower tip if his feet were injured or his toes slipped. Even if he didn’t die or get injured, he would at least lose the match!
Buzz…
Jian Wushang’s speed was incredibly fast. Before his words faded, the sharp long sword was already close to Mu Feng’s feet. The hairs on Mu Feng’s legs could even feel the cold blade slicing down.
“Not good, how can he fight back now?”
“Exactly, he dodged once, but how can he dodge this time?”
“Kills without shedding blood, unmatched in swordsmanship. Amazing!”
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Watching the perilous scene on the high tower, people exclaimed again, their scalps tingling, as if they were more nervous than Mu Feng himself!
“Good, truly a master swordsman!”
Mu Feng shouted loudly. At the critical moment, a fierce Blood Spear suddenly shot out with a roar toward the nearby Jian Wushang.
If Jian Wushang’s sword came down, Mu Feng’s legs would be hard to save; but if he didn’t dodge or evade, his chest would be pierced by the fierce Blood Spear—a life for a life! Even before the fierce Blood Spear flew in and stabbed him, Jian Wushang felt the blood and energy inside him churn violently, as if all the blood in his body was about to burn and boil, giving him a strong sense of danger.
“Huh… what kind of divine ability is this?”
Jian Wushang exclaimed in surprise again. The Blood Spear was extremely fast, and the distance between them was close. Shocked, he didn’t dare to be careless. He held his sharp long sword horizontally in front of him, and with a clang, he deflected the powerful Blood Spear. Instantly, his tiger’s mouth went numb, and the Harmless Sword in his hand almost flew out. The blood and energy inside him churned even more violently. Seizing the moment he dodged, Mu Feng pushed off with his toes, and his body whooshed back upright.
“Good, excellent skill. Again!”
Looking at Mu Feng’s tall and straight figure, Jian Wushang raised his eyebrows and lunged forward once more. Even before getting close, he erupted with soaring murderous aura, and sword energy crisscrossed. This time, he held nothing back, attacking with full force.
The stronger Mu Feng’s strength was, the more excited he became, his fighting spirit soaring.
Swish, swish, swish…
Almost at the same time, he fiercely thrust three sword strikes, targeting Mu Feng’s brow, chest, and abdomen respectively. The attacks were fierce, aiming to force out Mu Feng’s true strength!
After experiencing the power of the Blood Spear earlier, he understood that Mu Feng was indeed extraordinary, hiding his abilities. Instead of being alarmed, he was delighted and launched a storm-like fierce attack. He refused to believe that he, a rising star of the Literary Sword Hall, a Senior Scholar with the title of Four Swords, was actually inferior to a mere mortal who hadn’t even stepped into the Elite Realm!