Chapter 145 Shapeless Sword Aura (2/2)

Ming Wang Temple did not belong to the traditional eight Buddhist sects. Most people in the world had only heard of the name but nobody really knew where it was. It was akin to the legend of Da Leiyin Tenple in the Buddhist scriptures.

Ming Wang Temple indeed existed, as every century there would be someone who stepped out from there to walk the world. All of them had tremendous powers, but they did not have any aim in the world.

There was once when people attempted to look for where Ming Wang Temple was through these people. Rumor had it that there were treasures left behind by Buddha. But all of them who tried had failed.

The highest achievement in Ming Wang Temple was not Arhat or Bodhisattva, but Acala.

As a result, the people from Ming Wang Temple who wandered were known as 'Little Acala’.

The monk clasped his hand. He mumbled some of the Buddhist phrases and said nothing.

The Daoist laughed and he understood that the monk was not going to make any comment. It was not because the monk did not think Shen Lian was worthwhile, but more because he could not evaluate him accurately.

For Little Acala to not be able to evaluate accurately, Shen Lian was indeed powerful.

Unfortunately, even though he requested Daoist Shi to make a move, he could only hold a neutral position. If he were to make a move, it would ruin the rules, and others would follow suit.

On the other side, Shen Lian unleashed his tremendous Qi as if he had turned into a storm. His spiritual pressure could bend all the flora around him.

Daoist Shi did not show his weakness. He had got an advantage given his opponent was using a wooden sword.

When he lifted his metal sword, the sword ray was brighter than the sun.

It did not impact the storm even a little.

Shen Lian was not the powerful swordsman in the world, and his wooden sword was not bursting with vitality, unlike his opponent's metal sword.

When the storm came in contact with the metal sword, smoke started to form as if it had encountered its natural predator.

Daoist Shi's sword went through the thickness and traced the storm to discover the source of the spiraling power.

It broke the power of the storm into pieces.

His face did not appear to be victorious as Shen Lian disappeared.

He did not disappear but he was in the sky. He was descending with his wooden sword.

Daoist Shi lifted his head and he could see Shen Lian's sword coming.

The attack had no trace. He could only hear the vibration in the void. The sword aura all in a sudden, appeared in front of his eyes.

It was odd - Shen Lian was far away, and he did not even detect the sword aura, how did it happen?

The Daoist from afar spoke with a surprised tone, ”How did he know how to use the Shapeless Sword Aura?”

It was a different name from Mister Su's Being and Non-Being of Sword Aura, but it seemed that the name sprouted by the Daoist was more appropriate.