Vol 2 Chapter 17.1 (1/2)
Book 2 - Fame Spreads
Chapter 17.1 - Frantic Blade Technique
“Ha….”
Even though Xie Grace had not arrived at the battle scene, he gave a loud shout.
He wished to let He Yiming know that he’d not escaped, so that the latter could preserve the confidence to continue the battle. At the same time, he also wished to tell the two spiritual beasts that there is another expert here, ‘Don’t you dare take advantage of your numbers.’
However, as his aura exploded, covering the heavens, and he appeared out of a big tree, he was immediately stumped. Of all the countless scenes he’d imagined in his mind, none even came close to the reality.
As he laid his eyes upon the scene before him, he was somewhat sent into a daze.
This section of the forest had already been destroyed. All the trees had been uprooted, leaving behind a huge patch of open land.
In this section of open land, three figures were circling around.
In Xie Grace’s perception, these three figures resembled huge boulders which were chasing after each other.
Among these, the biggest stone emanated an intense white radiance, enveloping the ground and issuing indistinct stormy sounds.
In the forest, the suns.h.i.+ne wouldn’t have been reflected so brightly before. However, currently, all the surrounding trees had been cleared, and thus, sunrays were falling straight down on the broadsword, dazzling the eyes of the spectator.
The two comparatively smaller, dark spheres were not rocks, but the long-armed racc.o.o.ns that had no choice but to keep track with He Yiming’s broadsword. They wished to jump above, but the broadsword seemed to be completely seeing through every movement they made, keeping them strictly at ground. He Yiming had forced these two spiritual beasts to fumble about the ground in humiliation. Since the beginning, they never obtained a chance to exhibit their strong points.
Due to this situation, Xie Grace felt as if three rocks were rolling about the ground.
Although his strength was inferior to He Yiming’s, as soon as he saw the situation, he immediately understood that the upper hand had not been claimed by the two spiritual beasts, but this youngster he’d recently met.
The astonishment he felt this moment was indeed hard to explain in words.
If he couldn’t tell that He Yiming was the highest level, peak tenth layer, Houtian expert even at this moment, he would have lived his life in vain.
However, a tenth layer expert who is not even eighteen…
Pursing his lips, he speechlessly smiled inwardly, ‘Which rock’s crack has popped out such an expert?’
After closely observing the battle for while, Xie Grace’s complexion changed even more.
He Yiming is a tenth layer expert, fine. However, an ordinary tenth layer expert, even if he encounters only one long-armed racc.o.o.n, can only look to make his escape.
However, relying solely on his broadsword, He Yiming had been able to strictly restrict the movements of these two racc.o.o.ns within the blade rays.
Slowly but surely, from He Yiming’s blade rays, Xie Grace could perceive a mysterious pressure. He suddenly realized that this was the essence of metal type.