novelraw Chapter 1325: That Look from Little Uncle
Chapter 1325: That Look from Little Uncle
The formation used by the five was a standard military array. Though there were only five of them, it gave off a heroic feel as if they were fighting a battlefield with thousands of troops."Swish!" Jing Jianjue and the others simultaneously drew their longswords and then slashed out in unison.
Five brilliant sword lights flashed like lightning across the long sky, accompanied by a sizzling sound in the air, bending the light as they moved.
"Kill!" Yue Fanchen and the five roared together, their longswords slashing forward.
The sword light collided, erupting in a dazzling white light, causing the entire competition platform to shudder violently.
Then, Yue Fanchen, Long Ya, and the others were forced to retreat repeatedly, struggling to steady themselves at the edge of the platform, their chests heaving dramatically, and their faces turned slightly pale.
The shouting below the stage abruptly stopped; no one had expected that Yue Fanchen’s team would suffer such a big loss just upon contact.
Bear in mind, they were the primary offensive side, using the momentum of their charge to greatly enhance both their aura and sudden combat power. Yet against their powerful assault, Jing Jianjue’s team of five stood firm, slashing out a single strike to force the five back.
This was absolute suppression by strength.
Han Yan furrowed her brows; she still couldn’t quite understand how Jing Jianjue and his team managed to enhance their power with that strike.
Yue Fanchen turned his head deeply to look at Han Yan. Han Yan was slightly taken aback. What did that look mean?
Before Han Yan could react, Yue Fanchen turned his head towards Jing Jianjue, with his gaze becoming unwaveringly determined.
"Admit defeat, you’re no match." Jing Jianjue looked at Yue Fanchen, saying coldly.
"Oh? Perhaps you’re underestimating us," Yue Fanchen replied with a faint smile.
"Heaven and Earth Prison!" Yue Fanchen suddenly stabbed his sword into the ground, both hands quickly executing several hand formations.
A fantastical light descended from the sky, enveloping the entire competition platform.
Around them, the infinite Heaven and Earth Power gathered and abruptly contracted inward, tightly surrounding Jing Jianjue and his team.
That Heaven and Earth Power was so condensed, rippling with waves of shimmering light, like a giant crystal, continually closing in on the five within.
Jing Jianjue and the others trapped within that Heaven and Earth Prison found their movements slowing dramatically, as if similar to the time Jiang Qiling was trapped.
Long Ya and the others seized the moment, roaring and attacking Jing Jianjue and the others with all their might.
"Paltry tricks, dare you show off," Jing Jianjue’s icy voice sounded.
His longsword slowly lifted up and then gently descended. Although the motion was slow, it seemed to possess enormous power, and following his Sword Force, everyone felt as if facing the pressure of mounting mountains, making it hard to breathe.
"Crack" the sound of a snap came to his ears, and Yue Fanchen’s Heaven and Earth Prison was broken by Jing Jianjue’s single slash.
Then, a few sword lights flew out, once again sending Long Ya and the others flying back.
Yue Fanchen staggered, suddenly vomiting a mouthful of blood.
Han Yan was greatly shocked; Yue Fanchen’s Heaven and Earth Prison was formidable, but difficult to perform. Each time he used it, he suffered strong backlash, similar to when he battled Jiang Qiling.
However, last time, Jiang Qiling did not break his Heaven and Earth Prison by her own strength but used Charming Eyes to throw Yue Fanchen’s Mental State into disarray, so the backlash was not so severe. This time, however, Jing Jianjue broke through the Heaven and Earth Prison by sheer force, and the backlash was naturally stronger and more terrifying.
In the past, Han Yan would not care about Yue Fanchen’s life or death. But now knowing he is her relative, how could she not worry?
Perhaps sensing Han Yan’s concerned gaze, Yue Fanchen turned his head again, looking deeply at Han Yan.
"Admit defeat, you have no chance at all," coldly said Jing Jianjue from the stage, his chest also slightly heaving.
It was apparent that although he exerted effort breaking Yue Fanchen’s Heaven and Earth Prison, compared to the opposing five, he was far more relaxed.
Among the opposing five, aside from Yue Fanchen spewing blood, the other four also had blood seeping from the corners of their mouths, showing significant injuries.
Yue Fanchen turned to face Jing Jianjing again, eyes still full of determination.
Suddenly, Yue Fanchen let out a clear shout to the sky, and his entire body erupted in a blood-colored mist, burning like flames.
Long Ya and the others also roared furiously, with the same blood-colored flames burning on their bodies.
"Blood Sacrifice, have they gone mad? Sacrificing lifespan just to use the Blood Sacrifice Technique!" A gasp rose from below the stage.
Blood Sacrifice Technique not only affects lifespan but could even impact cultivation foundations, though such effects may not be noticeable with lower cultivation levels. However, once one’s strength reaches beyond Sword Saint, even a slight enhancement becomes as hard as ascending to the heavens, and hazards left by previous uses of the Blood Sacrifice Technique can become fatal weaknesses.
Not that using the Blood Sacrifice Technique would necessarily leave such vulnerabilities, as many cultivators never have the chance to advance to Sword Saint levels. Yet for a genius like Yue Fanchen, swordsman rank is only a matter of time; who would risk such danger before a life-or-death situation?
More importantly, this is merely a competition, not vengeance for killing father or stealing wife, thus nowhere necessary. Besides, even if they win this match using the Blood Sacrifice Technique, what difference would it make? As they’ll face three to five days of weakness post-blood sacrifice, how can they then participate in the final rounds?
Many people couldn’t comprehend Yue Fanchen and his team’s desperate gamble of enhancing strength by using the Blood Sacrifice Technique.
Han Yan recalled Yue Fanchen’s deep glance towards her, vaguely grasping at some understanding.
"Heaven and Earth Prison!" Yue Fanchen once again executed a hand formation.
Amidst the dazzling light and shadow, the solidified Heaven and Earth Power again formed a massive crystal prison to shackle Jing Jianjue and his team.
"Long Ya, Blood Blade!" Long Ya also executed a hand formation.
Besides burning blood-colored flames on his body, his face and form had turned entirely crimson, along with his broad giant sword becoming blood-colored, as if drenched in fresh blood. No...not as if, but truly in fresh blood.
The longsword’s hilt embedded into his palm, as if growing from his hand, with blood trickling along the palm, slowly flowing over the sword body. Long Ya trembled slightly, with madness written in his eyes, showing he was enduring immense pain, yet without any barrier, his Qi flowed into the longsword effortlessly, enhancing its force by manifold.
Han Yan suddenly recalled that when they first met, Long Ya attempted these hand formations, only to be stopped by Yue Fanchen. Clearly, this Dragon Tooth Blood Blade technique, while greatly enhancing strength, also causes severe damage to Long Ya’s body.