The Desolate Era
26
Seven figures attacked from seven different directions, pouncing towards Ji Ning en masse.
Although they had not previously prepared for the ‘seven versus one’ battle, they were all the most talented youths in the vast region under the control of the Ji clan in Western Prefecture. Even if they were a bit displeased with this young master of the Ji clan, they did not dare to be the slightest bit insulting. It was as if by the previous agreement, they all chose to attack at full strength!
Ning stood there, not moving at all, waiting for the seven blurs to reach him. And when they did, he moved!
Heh.
As all those weapons flashed towards him, Ning moved like a gust of wind, showing extreme accuracy and precision in terms of control, position, speed, and strength … it easily dodged and moved through the combined attacks of the seven talented youths.
“What!”
“He dodged?”
“How is it possible?”
The seven youths all stopped, their eyes filled with disbelief. Back then, Ning actually did not even use his weapon. Just relying on footwork alone, he could easily dodge their combined attacks. This kind of frightening footwork ..show that as long as Ning was focused, the seven of them combined would not even be able to touch Ning's clothes.
“Very fast.”
“Like a gust of wind.”
He lived to be the son of the Rain Drip Sword. Too tough. So fast that I couldn't even see it clearly; all I saw was a blur. Tens of thousands of spectators all became excited. In this area, everyone started training in childhood, so they were all experienced, yet most of them could only see blurred. One could imagine how fast Ning had moved.
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Ning stopped, standing on the other side of the dueling platform.
Seven opponents can't force me to use my sword. Their feet are lower than mine. Ning swept the seven opponents with her gaze. Just now, during that short period of time, he had already assessed the level of footwork of these seven opponents. Two of them are at the level of ‘maju’. One was a young man holding a sword, while the other was a golden-furred beast. It seems that the previous report was wrong.
Although his father was arrogant, Ning himself had sent people to gather details regarding these seven opponents. He only knew that the young man wielding the sword had reached a higher level of footwork. He did not imagine that this golden-furred beast had also reached such a high level.
“But their footwork is still a little weaker than mine.” Ning revealed a small smile.
Anyway, he has reached the footwork level of ‘one with dunia’. Although on this dueling platform, he would only use ‘forward’ level footwork, his footwork was clearly more perfect. Moreover, he trained in a very sophisticated type of [Shadewind Steps] footwork, allowing him to naturally take advantage.
“Cave him.”
Don't give him a chance to use his footwork.
“Together.”
Seven young men once again charged forward.
But Ning slowly walked towards them.
In an instant, the seven youths and Ning once again collided. Swords and swords flashed through the air, but Ning was still moving as if he was taking a leisurely walk. The long sword in his hand became like a whip, with all of his strength transmitted to the tip of the sword as he charged viciously. In order to reduce the number of casualties as much as possible during the Golden Sword Ceremony, all of his weapons were blunt, and hence more suitable for cutting, sweeping, and whipping type attacks.
Hurry along!
Ning Sword was so fast that it made one's heart shudder.
Ning gracefully walked out of the combined attacks of the seven, while at the same time, making seven whip attacks as fast as lightning.
Bang out! Bang out! Bang out! Bang out! Bang out!
Five figures were sent flying backwards by the whip blow, flying over thirty meters before falling to the ground. They all struggled to stand up, covered in dust. Some could only hold their chests, coughing out a hint of blood. Some had wounds on their faces, and their faces were filled with disbelief. This was because back then, they had clearly seen Ning attacking with his sword, and they had tried to block it, but none of them were able to touch Ning's sword.
They can't even touch it! Ning has sent them flying!
“One with a sword!” The five talented youths instantly knew what kind of level this young master Ji had reached in swordplay, and understood just how great the distance between them was.
Only three youths remained on the dueling platform.
The black sword in hand, Ning looked at the young man holding the sword nearby and the golden feathered beast. He nodded to himself. I struck once on each of them, but both were able to touch my sword. The young man who wielded the sword was very fast with his sword attack, but he had yet to reach the level of ‘forward’. The golden feathered beast..really has reached the advanced level of ‘one with sword’.
Young master Ji, remember my name is Grizzly! Grizzly Ji! The golden-haired beast man looked at Ji Ning. The one who will defeat you is me, Grizzly!
The face of the young man who was using the sword changed slightly. So, after all, I am not the strongest in many of these tribes. There are actually two people stronger than me. Even this Grizzly has reached the level of ‘one with sword’.
He had trained with great difficulty for many years in the martial pavilion.
He knew that he was born in a low status and would not be able to obtain the ultimate sword technique, and thus he stopped focusing on complicated sword techniques, and instead focused on making his sword ‘fast’! The sword must be fast enough. The sooner the better. He chased the attack as quickly as possible, combining it with his advanced footwork‘.... If he used his sword, he would definitely be able to defeat the other youths.
But now he discovered with astonishment that not only was this Rain Drip Sword's son, Ji Yichuan, stronger than him. The almost unknown golden-haired man next to him was also stronger than him.
“Ji Ning.” The young man holding the sword suddenly growled. I know you are stronger than me, but I want you to take three sword blows from me! Just take these three blows of my sword while for you, Grizzly, don't interfere.
Grizzly stood there with disdain, a cold smile on his face. This sword-wielding youth was much weaker than him, and moreover, Ning's footwork was too formidable, and after all there was no way to successfully execute a combined attack on him. So he might as well let this sword-wielding young man seek his own humiliation.
Ning, as if thinking of something, glanced at the young man holding the sword. He had a feeling that the words of this young man wielding the sword had some special beliefs hidden within.
“Good.” Ning nodded.
A hua!
The young man holding the sword charged forward like a blur, howling. His eyes were as cruel as wolf eyes, and as he approached Ning, his sword came out! The sword shone brilliantly, and the first sword blow was directed at Ning's neck. Logically speaking, since the sword was blunt, this kind of slash technique was extremely incompatible.
But clearly, this young man wielding a sword wanted to show his ultimate strongest attack.
Ci!
Suddenly, by flipping his hand, the sword-wielding young man launched another attack, and this sword punch was even faster, slashing at Ning's neck from the opposite direction. With a leap, Ning still managed to dodge, but she even found it a bit difficult. If he continued to use the footwork of the ‘forward’ level and the opponent's sword moved faster, Ning would have to use his sword.
“Desir!” The flashing blade suddenly left his hand, moving even faster, arriving near Ning's eyes in an instant.
The third sword blow Flying sword!
The flying sword spun in the air, and borrowed the speed of the two previous attacks, allowing this last flying sword attack to reach an even more incredible speed. Not hesitating at all, Ning attacked with his sword.
“About.” The sword and sword intersected, and the sword was immediately sent flying away, landing back into the hands of the young man holding the sword.
The young man holding the sword nodded. “I lost.”
And then with a leap, he jumped down from the dueling platform. The young man using the sword knew that this Ji Ning and himself were not at the same level at all. Even in spite of the fact that Ji Ning practiced the ultimate sword technique of the Ji clan, the simple fact that he had reached the level of ‘one with sword’ made the young man impossible to do anything against Ji Ning. He was already very satisfied to be given the opportunity to show off his strongest attack on this dueling platform.
“Recruit the young man who used that sword into the Ji clan!” Said Ji Young who was far away and looked at one of her personal servants standing behind her. He had the potential to reach the Xiantian level.
Yes sir.”
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The dueling platform only left Ning and Grizzly.
Grizzly's eyes shone with a golden light, staring at Ning from afar, while at the same time, his entire body began to glow with a dim golden light as well, and a powerful aura began to radiate from him. This caused Ning's eyes to narrow considerably. This Grizzly is also a Fiendgod Body Purifier? It seems like he reached a fairly high level as well.
“Ji Ning.” Grizzly growling. I admit that your footwork is superior to mine! But today, we must determine who the strongest person is, and you will not be able to obtain the golden sword just by running away! You have to fight me head-on, but unfortunately, if you fight me head-on, you are no match for me at all. You will definitely lose!
The black sword in hand, Ning looked at his opponent calmly.
From the ferocious aura of the Grizzly, Ning could predict that this Grizzly must have gone through a life and death battle. With his sword that had reached the level of ‘one with sword’, and that golden life layer showed that he had trained in a type of powerful Fiendgod Body Refining technique, if Ning's guess was correct, then, This Grizzly should have been training in the [Eternal] Mystery of the Yellow Earth]. After all, he had reviewed all nineteen books on Refining the Fiendgod Body that the five prefectures of the Ji clan possessed.
This person named Grizzly has faced many life and death battles, and is a Fiendgod Body Refiner who has reached the level of ‘one with sword’. But he has no reputation at all. Ning silently pondered. He was obviously not born in the tribe. He should have come from the Ji clan nine out of ten said that he was someone that was cultivated by the ruthless Ji Lee and was deliberately hidden.
“Fear?” Grizzly, sword in hand, stared like a hungry tiger at Ning. He did not make any moves to attack Ning of his own accord.
Ning, holding his black sword, started walking forward in a very calm and natural way, as if he was taking a walk in his own house. If he had met Grizzly before suffering the Serpentwing attack, Ning would probably have been a little more troubled, but in the months that had passed since suffering the Serpentwing attack, Ning's swordplay, was a bit more troubled, which has reached the level of ‘one with dunia’ in footwork, has increased dramatically as well.
To reach the level of ‘one with dunia’ in footwork, one needs to spend time to practice. The same goes for reaching the level of ‘one with dunia’ in the swordplay. Although Ning has not reached the level of ‘one with dunia’ in swordplay, Ning swordplay is no longer like it was a few months ago. He did not even need to use the [Crimsonbright Diagram of the Nine Heavens] to defeat this Grizzly easily.
Sword Ning suddenly moved!
Huh! The sword was graceful like rain, descending in an instant.
Beautiful to see.
When the killer sword technique could turn into a beautiful sight, it showed that the user had reached a very deep level of skill.
“Brupt!” Grizzly roared as he held his sword, which flashed with the thickness of blood as one big sword-flash after another flew towards Ning. In the blink of an eye, it was as if Hell had descended a flash of great sword light that was a punishing hell sword, it caused one to feel despair and as if they deserved to stand there and die under that flash of sword.
“Blood Sword?” Ning's sword was swept away like a soft splash of rain.
His flashing sword flowed together into a single stream like raindrops falling, ensnaring the Grizzly. No matter how wild and explosive the Bloodhell Sabre Grizzly technique was, that stream of misting water continued to entrap him, making him lose his explosive wild aura.
Grizzly felt as if he was suddenly trapped in a water prison. There was water everywhere, wildly trapping it. He obviously had boundless power, but he could not use it against the water.
“Destroyed!” Grizzly swordplay is wild. Even though he was constantly being snared, he still did not hesitate in the slightest, only growing more and more ferocious.
“Saberplaymu is indeed strong.” Ning said softly.
This level opponent was not a threat to him at all. Merely, the fact that this Grizzly swordplay was developed in life and death battles was an attractive source for Ning, which was why Ning was willing to exchange ten blows with him to gather some experience. Ning knew very well .. that compared to some of the older experts from the clan, what he lacked the most was sufficient experience.
Hua.
The black long sword in Ning's hand suddenly pushed forward in a straight attack, and instantly, it was as if the entire world had become silent. That blurred radiant sword seemed to have turned into a drop of rain. These drops of rain pierced through the sword, and as it happened, the sword shattered. The raindrops then hit Grizzly's chest, like raindrops falling onto a rock. Pa! The faint sound of bone shattering could be heard as Grizzly was thrown several tens of meters away, smashing into the floor below the dueling platform viciously, causing a small crater on earth.
Raindrop Sword Raindrop Penetrating Stone!
Ugh. Grizzly clutched his chest, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood.
He lowered his head to look at his chest. The Xiantian level beast fur he was wearing had split open, and his chest collapsed, his bones breaking. And this was with Ning using a very ordinary blunt black long sword.
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The tens of thousands of spectators watching the training area all fell silent .. and then, there was an earth-shaking commotion. They were all amazed. This was truly the Raindrop Sword's son, Ji Yichuan. No wonder Raindrop Sword dared to become so arrogant that his son fought against seven others, to easily be able to dominate these seven opponents.
Hahaha the Prefectural Master, Ji Young, laughed out loud, carefree, very happy.
He won.
His bloodline has won. Ji Ning had snatched the golden sword, and would become the next Prefectural Ruler.
Rain Drops Penetrating the Rock! Level proficient in swordplay! Sitting next to him, Ji Lee suddenly clenched his right hand, and the stone armrest he was resting on shattered and cracked.
“Second brother.” Lord Young's prefecture turned to look at his second brother.
Lee looked at Lord Prefecture, his elder brother. His face changed, he said in a low voice, Advanced swordplayhe is only ten years old, but his swordplay is already ‘maju’, and he has reached the level of ‘skill’ in [Rain Drop Sutra], and he has reached the level of maju, one of the top five sword techniques of the Ji clan! He was even more like a monster than his father. Senior brother, first your bloodline produced Ji Yichuan, and now, your bloodline produced Ji Ning. Heaven has shown it does not support me. I have lost, and I have nothing more to say!