Chapter 398: Power of the Flame (2/2)

The seemingly simple strike from Zhang Buyu was a result of years of perfection, like a speck of diamond extract from a mountain of coal.

He was the blade, and the blade was him; that was the essence of a perfect blade strike.

Lie Jian finally lost his balance and dropped to one of his knees. The GN blade also faded away.

The audiences gasped at the development.

”Honey, did you see what happened when they exchanged blows?” Ma Xiaoru asked.

Wang Tong shook his head. ”It's incredible! I think only Lie Jian knows what happened.”

The development had hit home for Wang Ben. His training method was very similar to that of Zhang Buyu; the only difference was that instead of using a blade, Wang Ben choose to rely on his fist. However, Wang Ben conceded that Zhang Buyu was able to use the technique much more freely than him. In other words, Wang Ben could only use the technique when the condition was right, but that was not the case for Zhang Buyu. It was hard for Wang Ben to wrap his mind around the number of hours Zhang Buyu had poured into his training to summon such unyielding force at will.

Zhang Buyu regarded Lie Jian with a slight sympathy, then said, ”You better call for a medic right away. I must have cut through your GN nodes; it isn't a joke.”

”Ahh-Hahahaha! Awesome! Excellent!” Lie Jian laughed as he slowly picked himself up. This deadly blow he had received was a wake-up call for him. Superior damage and good technique were the two sides of the same coin. He never thought that someone of his age would have achieved such a great understanding in the way of blades. Lie Jian conceded that he had underestimated his opponent.

If there had been any sympathy on Zhang Buyu's face, it was gone after Lie Jian's outburst. Lie Jian rubbed the corner of his mouth, smearing the blood over his cheek as his body started to catch fire anew. Zhang Buyu furrowed his brows: charging up soul energy was the most unwise action when GN nodes were damaged.

Another stream of blood spewed out from Lie Jian's mouth, but he didn't drop to his knee this time. Instead, he pounded his chest and shouted as flame engulfed his body.

A defeat was… UNACCEPTABLE!

The ultimate form of the blaze— Phoenix Reborn!

Zhang Buyu was caught off guard by Lie Jian's outburst of actions. He noticed that not only was the Martian fully recovered, but the energy emitting from him was much greater than before. The GN flame spread from the Martian's body across the entire stage.

Lie Jian gave the young Templar an ugly grin and said, ”Let's do this again!”

Zhang Buyu raised the White Water and was about to strike.

”Seriously! He is still fighting?”

”Damn, Brother Zhang knew only that one move. If he repeats too many times, that a*shole might gain an advantage over him.”

The young Templars were overwrought by the development. They had never seen Zhang Buyu use any other moves other than the straightforward attack that he had already demonstrated. His lack of variety in his moves might set him in a disadvantageous position.

Despite the incoming attack, Lie Jian didn't raise his defense, as if he wanted to taunt Zhang Buyu.

Holding the blade above his head, Zhang Buyu took a deep breath as he twisted the handle of the blade about his wrist while he gathered strength.

A blade was not just an extension of the wielder's body, nor was it deadly simply because of its sharp edge; the power of any blade was in its soul.

Suddenly, Zhang Buyu struck again; his move was simple and elegant as ever. As a sense of respect rose inside Lie Jian, as the Martian hurled his fist at the attacker.

The ground exploded and blood splatted over the rubble. Zhang Buyu had cut through Lie Jian's defense, into his flesh.

However, that was not the end. Lie Jian suddenly grabbed the back of the White Water as flame engulfed it. In a blink, the blade was reduced into a pool of molten steel.