Chapter 145 (1/2)

Chapter 145: Heated Fight

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations  Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

Clank clank clank clank clank clank clank! The dense clashing sounds were akin to strong gales and heavy storms, ringing out agitatedly. Fang Xingjian and Mumukeya continued to charge forth and fanatically cross their daggers. Silver colored sword light and yellow sparks chased after them, unceasingly flashing in the forest like countless shooting stars.

Fang Xingjian did not give him any chances to treat his wounds. With Boundaries Negation activated, he performed the Supreme Mistwind Sword with the longsword in his left hand. Streams of sword Qis closed in fron all directions like atmospheric dragons, leaving a vast area of wasteland. This was to help him accelerate. At the same time, the Silver Dragon flashed crazily, piercing towards Mumukeya.

“Too slow! Too slow! Too slow! Mumukeya, you are too slow!”

Having received a cut on his palm, Mumukeya did not dare to unleash his full powers. It would open up the wounds, causing him to incessantly bleed.

Fang Xingjian took this opportunity to unleash his full powers, suppressing his opponent’s speed.

Roar! Hearing his opponent’s sarcasm, Mumukeya let out a furious bellow, no longer caring about his injuries. He stopped in his tracks, waving his hands so quickly that it create afterimages, then went after Fang Xingjian with the countless dagger shadows.

The two of them stood where they were, bursting out hundreds of cold gleams as if countless shooting stars had collided, creating an explosion of countless star light.

Regardless of whether it was Mumukeya or Fang Xingjian, over tens of wounds broke out on their bodies in that moment. In just an instant, they were covered in blood. It was especially severe Fang Xingjian, whose every injury appeared to have been cut all the way to his bones, blood gushing out.

‘So fast!’ Fang Xingjian was astonished. After the other party unleashed his full speed, he could not catch up to it at all. If he had not been unceasingly attacking his opponent’s flaws using his Unparalleled Sword Intent, causing his opponent to defend himself, Mumukeya would probably have slit open his throat and pierced through his heart within just a few seconds.

This was especially so since Mumukeya’s strength had completely overwhelmed his, causing him to back off after each clash. Fang Xingjian did not dare head in for a tough fight. He could only parry and defend himself time and time again with his exceptional sword cultivation, incessantly attacking his opponent’s flaws to save himself.

To others, it seemed as if he had suppressed Mumukeya, but only he himself knew how much pressure he was under right now.

“I cannot make a wrong move… I cannot make a wrong move…”

Fang Xingjian made sure that each move of his could force Mumukeya to save himself. Only then would he be able to cause his opponent to be a tad slower and have his strength suppressed in the battle.

Once he made a wrong move,, Mumukeya’s unparalleled speed would be able to split open his head in just a single opportunity.

The pressure of struggling between life and death kept hounding Fang Xingjian. Boundaries Negation circulated to the extreme. Even his mental cultivation method kept ringing, as if it would explode in the next moment.

Huge drops of sweat constantly appeared on Fang Xingjian’s forehead but were flung out at great speed again and again.

Under the extreme anxiety and pressure, all of Fang Xingjian’s focus was on the battle right now. Each of strand of his muscle and each blood vessel seemed to have been brought out to their limits.

Reiya drew her bow, shooting green light. The others also threw out their Reduced Force Fields from ten meters away but could only reach their opponent’s afterimage.

“This can’t do. My bow and arrows can’t catch up to him at all.” Reiya looked at this scene in disbelief. “To think that the novice lad can actually catch up with his movements…”

“He didn’t just catch up to him.” Wei Longzi’s appeared as if he had just seen something unbelievable.

“It’s like… It’s like…” Tai Long, who was covered up in armor, muttered, “He seems to have suppressed Mumukeya.”

Grand gasped.

“Mumukeya… is not his match.”

Suddenly, Wei Longzi’s gaze flashed as he said, “Wait a minute. He said that he was from Kirst Royal Academy. This year, Kirst Royal Academy has a genius who transitioned into a Windstorm Sword Hero. Could it be… But even if it was him, Mumukeya is at second transition level…”

What was this? Although Garcia’s Destined Warriors were far more than a match for the Empire’s Conferred Knight, there had been no ordinary first transition Knights who could be a match for them.

Mumukeya’s face turned green. Blood was gushing out from the other hand and his wound felt increasingly painful with more blood flowing out.