634 One Slash! (2/2)
He was one of the first to notice All-powerful Medicinal Stone's change.
Gradually, a baffling smile appeared on his face.
One hundred moves was just a cover. Mu Clan was a flag in Chinese martial arts, and they had sent All-powerful Medicinal Stone to the fray when they had to fight against the elites from a small country like Thailand. If they had to use this sort of method to win, it was not exactly presentable, and they would become a subject of ridicule.
What Mu Clan needed was to win with ease!
They did not need to reveal Mu Clan's greatest strength, but perfect victory was a necessity.
Ninety moves.
A'lang continued to execute his attacks on the training ground as the limit of one hundred moves drew near. His expression grew more unpleasant with every move, and it became increasingly harder to control his anger!
The fierce fist-generated wind had become chaotic and frantic without his knowledge. In fact, he had begun to execute his killing moves without regard of the cost.
For a period of time, dust and stones flew everywhere on the training ground. Fist-generated gusts of wind that filled the sky raised the dust and sand in the air, and its goal was to hurt All-powerful Medicinal Stone as much as possible.
Ninety-one…
Ninety-two!
A'lang's attack rhythm had lost its original essence which merged offense and defense together. He had gone completely wild in his attacks once he began venting his anger and displeasure.
All-powerful Medicinal Stone's gaze moved continuously between A'lang's feet and arms…
At the moment A'lang executed his ninety-third move, the rampaging dust came charging at All-powerful Medicinal Stone as A'lang's fist-generated wind urged it forward.
Thud!
Without any sign whatsoever, All-powerful Medicinal Stone stopped moving around like a butterfly. The look in his eyes changed, and they were no longer as lively as before. Instead, they suddenly became as calm as water.
He moved like lightning, and with a speed twice as fast as when he retreated, he charged toward A'lang's fist-generated wind.
Clang!
A clear sword whine rose, and a great sword qi surged forth. Both appeared at the same time within the cloud of dust that moved about with an astonishing momentum.
The dust storm with its astonishing momentum and A'lang's fist-generated wind were instantly cut in half by the fierce sword slash.
It caught A'lang off guard, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.The sword shone coldly then, and All-powerful Medicinal Stone moved past A'lang with his sword in hand.
Whoosh!
Time became still at that moment.
There were sixteen feet between All-powerful Medicinal Stone and A'lang. Their backs were turned toward each other, but only one pair of eyes was as calm as water.
Drip…
A drop of red blood fell from the tip of All-powerful Medicinal Stone's longsword and fell to the ground.
At the same time, a thin and long gash appeared on A'lang's neck. He lowered his head slowly, and the red sword gash entered his eyes when blood gushed out of it.
”A'lang!”
There was still shock, disbelief, and puzzlement on his face. He fell on his knees and breathed his last. The last scene he saw was of Abu and the others rushing to him.
”Welp, luck was clearly on my side. Thanks for letting me win.”
All-powerful Medicinal Stone did not even look at A'lang's corpse. He just sheathed his sword and turned to walk away.
The next moment though, he heard a mighty shout filled with anger behind him. ”Stay where you are!”