Chapter 706 – The Breaking of Wang Po (I) (1/2)

Chapter 706 – The Breaking of Wang Po (I)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

This year, the winter in the capital was much colder than it had been in the past. It was still early winter, but the surface of the Luo River had already frozen. It was even worse in the river beyond the canal gates, where the ice was so thick that people could stand on it.

At this time, Wang Po and Tie Shu were standing on the icy surface of the Luo River.

Between the two was a hole ten-some zhang in radius. The waters of the river rippled within, pitch-black like an abyss.

The clap of thunder that had resounded through the capital had risen from the snowy street and ultimately descended into this hole.

Tie Shu, his hands held behind him, expressionlessly gazed across this hole, acting as if he had not struck earlier.

Wang Po held his blade horizontally in front of him. Many holes were ripped in his clothes, especially his robe. His collar and sleeves looked as if they had been blown about in some mighty gale for several decades.

Bloodstains could faintly be seen within those tears on his clothes.

It was obvious that after this single exchange, he had been injured, and his injuries were not light.

But there was no sign of relaxation in Tie Shu's eyes, let alone any disdain or contempt. On the contrary, they became graver and much more vigilant.

Wang Po's blade was held horizontally in front of him, but it still had not been unsheathed. Several clear finger marks could be seen on the sheath, and it was clearly beginning to bend.

He still did not unsheathe the blade.

An expert of the Divine Domain had taken the initiative to strike, yet he still did not unsheathe the blade.

This was a most confusing and shocking matter.

Even more shocking was that although he had suffered significant injuries, he was still alive.

.……

……

.……

……

In Xunyang City, when he was facing Zhu Luo in the rainy street, he had not hesitated to use his strongest blade techniques to cleave countless cracks in space and just barely keep Zhu Luo's moonlight on the other end of the street.

But today in the capital's snowy street, against Tie Shu, he did not even unsheathe his blade, but was able to firmly receive Tie Shu's strike.

Tie Shu, like Zhu Luo, was one of the Eight Storms, and in terms of fighting power, he was even slightly superior to Zhu Luo.

This meant that in the short span of two years, Wang Po's blade had grown much stronger than it had been in Xunyang City.

Tie Shu was expressionless, but his mind was slightly astonished.

Without using his blade, Wang Po had been able to firmly receive Tie Shu's powerful strike and could even still stand. His opponent truly was the supreme expert of the younger generation.

He did not know exactly how much progress Wang Po had made in these past two years, only that he was much stronger than had been rumored, even stronger than what he had perceived at Tanzhe Temple.

This advancement speed was truly too outrageous.

He now found it impossible to judge just how far Wang Po was from that threshold.

And there was still that other consideration:

Wang Po still had not unsheathed his blade.

”What sort of blade is this?” Tie Shu suddenly asked.

Since Wang Po had not unsheathed his blade, what was Tie Shu asking about?

If there had been spectators on the banks of the Luo River, they would certainly be unable to understand this question.

Wang Po understood.

'Blade' was just one word, but it could have many meanings:

The blade itself.

The technique used by the blade.

The trajectory of the blade.

The path of the blade.

He had not unsheathed his blade, but he had already used his technique.

His technique was to hold his blade horizontally in front of him.

Wang Po's Dao of the blade and the wonder of this technique completely rested in holding it horizontally.

Only this way could he block Tie Shu's attack without unsheathing his blade.

Tie Shu had never seen such an exquisite blade technique before.

What he asked was the name and origin of this technique.

”I don't know,” Wang Po answered.

”He didn't tell me.”

.……

……

.……

……

The distance between the Wei Estate and the alley of the Northern Military Department was somewhat far and required crossing the Luo River.