Chapter 130: I heard a “ding” sound! Did you activate it?
Again and again, the slashes failed to create effective attacks, instead his own shell was falling off due to constant hacking.
“Ho-roar!”
Jie Jie roared once more, swinging the sword tail into his mouth to grind it.
Mad winds emerged from between his teeth, guided by Dragon Wind Pressure, attaching onto the sword tail.
When the grinding ended, the storm wrapped around the Slaying Dragon, rampaging wildly towards the surroundings.
The blade-wielding warrior without armor swayed helplessly in the windstorm, whereas the Master Swordsman, clad in heavy armor equipped with a Wind Pressure Protection Stone, fared much better, still able to closely observe every move of his opponent amidst the raging storm.
“Bang! Bang!”
The ballistae erupted in rumbling sounds again; the marksman returned to the battlefield, his chest soaked in blood. However, Jie Jie was now in a wind-entangled state, making it difficult for bullets to penetrate through the chaotic storm to harm him.
Realizing this, the marksman started firing at the Master Swordsman. A soft-nosed bullet touched the Hunter and exploded into red dust.
Ghost Man Rounds!
Before the dust could be blown away, it had already been inhaled by the Master Swordsman. The muscles beneath his armor burst with veins like a ghost man, his katana swung as if slicing through the storm itself.
Jie Jie leaped up, the sword tail heavily slashing down from the air, but the Master Swordsman dodged it with a simple step back.
Instead, the sword tail got stuck in the ground, kicking up clods of earth that hit the Master Swordsman, who remained rooted to the spot like wearing immovable gear.
Then, he turned his steps and delivered an upward sweeping slash diagonally, leaving a clearly visible sword mark on the Slaying Dragon’s sword tail.
“Ho!”
Another windball was spat out, forming a wandering dragon roll under the control of Dragon Wind Pressure, merging with the surrounding storm.
The storm was expanding.
At this point, neither the swordsman nor the marksman could participate anymore.
Even though this battle was unexpected and there was no preparation, the legendary hunter did not have a greatsword capable of crushing the Slaying Dragon’s shell.
But everyone could see that the not-so-muscular figure was still firmly standing amidst the storm, even able to counterattack.
“Truly admirable, just like activating something.”
Scorching magma rolled out from Jie Jie’s mouth along with a low growl, then was blown into blazing flames by the wild wind.
The flame storm enveloped both the man and the dragon.
The Master Swordsman silently stared at the Slaying Dragon.
It was strange.
The Slaying Dragon before him… didn’t seem like a Slaying Dragon.
Not because it didn’t look like one, but because it shouldn’t be a Slaying Dragon.
There was not only beastly nature in its eyes, but also curiosity, mockery, and concern, as if it too was pondering about this sudden battle.
Truly unique.
But such a flame storm was still inferior compared to the high temperature and dust swirling around the Flame King Dragon.
The distant marksman began aiding with water-cooled rounds, allowing him to feel a hint of coolness within the flame storm.
No matter how perilous the environment, it couldn’t compare to the steady and solid moves of the monster before him.
The Master Swordsman even noticed it feinting.
In his past life, Jie Jie hated monsters that played fast-slow sword tricks when playing games with a katana, often being tricked by their fast-slow sword techniques.
And now, he had become the monster he hated the most.
The horizontal sweep of the sword tail was sometimes fast, sometimes slow, losing the exhilarating and fierce swings, but successfully striking the Master Swordsman.
As he gradually understood his opponent during the intense battle, Jie Jie estimated the possibility of the Master Swordsman using observation slash or dodging while slashing, suddenly slowing down the speed of the sweep, then adjusting the direction and speeding up when he took the observation slash step.
He tricked the observation slash!
The Master Swordsman flew out of the storm amid the worried cries of the investigation team, stopping his retreating body by plunging a katana into the ground.
“Master!”
The female hunter who rushed back to the battlefield shouted, her voice filled with worry.
The Master Swordsman was the legend in the hearts of all katana enthusiasts and greatsword enthusiasts.
“No problem, just careless.”
The Master Swordsman shook his head, adjusted the steel helmet on his head, drew out the katana, and charged back into the storm.
Jie Jie’s left and right slashes carried a bit of cunning, adding a touch of mystery to this duel.
But the Master Swordsman gradually displayed his strength amidst this mystery, countering each move while closing the distance for retaliation.
The blood of the Slaying Dragon gradually mixed into the storm, the toxins from the flyleaf knife seeping into its body, yet he couldn’t detect any signs of weakness from his opponent.
The storm gradually dissipated, and the spectators of the investigation team finally saw the situation inside.
The Slaying Dragon’s legs had broken shells, and there were hideous scars on its abdomen, but it had also successfully left sword marks on the Master Swordsman’s armor.
“Truly an exhilarating battle.”
Under the gaze of everyone, the Master Swordsman praised his opponent.
After multiple cunning feints, there was a calmer mind and higher intelligence compared to its peers.
Such learning ability—
He touched a notch on the side of his steel helmet, left by the Flame King Dragon.
“Roar.”
The Slaying Dragon let out a light roar.
“Are you praising me? Hahaha, good.”
Laughter echoed from beneath the steel helmet.
“One last round, shall we?”
Jie Jie stopped speaking, flicked the sword tail, which was locked by the inverted blade edge composed of iron face and steel teeth.
His body tightened, the steel-colored sword tail sparking with flickering stars.
The Master Swordsman sheathed his sword, his eyes fixed on the Slaying Dragon before him.
The opponent’s sword, the opponent’s steps, and the opponent’s eyes.
The cunning that appeared in the opponent’s eyes made the corner of his mouth beneath the steel helmet curl into a smile.
Times have changed.
Behind the sword tail, fire and wind appeared in Jie Jie’s mouth.
Draw the sword!
But it wasn’t an air blade iaijutsu, instead accompanied by alternating left-right slashes while advancing forward.
Time and space seemed to be split by these two slashes, even the Master Swordsman’s charge brought afterimages, letting the flame storm pass over.
A gentle breeze blew, immovable like a mountain.
It was as if his breath was split.
Grass, is this guy older than gold or what? Not pretending anymore, huh!
Small iaijutsu invincible frames, but how could reality truly have such performance?
Jie Jie didn’t know, but he was greatly shocked.
Definitely activated, he even heard a “ding”.
As if sensing his shock, a short laugh muffledly came from beneath the Master Swordsman’s steel helmet:
“This is technique and belief.”
He didn’t press his advantage, instead actively sheathing his sword and extending an invitation for iaijutsu to the Slaying Dragon.
At this moment, the heavens reversed.
But Jie Jie accepted it.
Flicking the sword tail, it was once again locked by the mountain of blades in his mouth.
Tightening.
Jie Jie and the Master Swordsman stared at each other.
No more flashy tricks, they would both give it their all.
The katana pulled a red line, the sword tail slashed out a scorching trace.
They collided.
Then parted like friends exchanging cups in a toast.
Touch and separate immediately.
Chapter 131
