Black sail

Chapter 676 LVI. The Sword King of Alan
The Qi Sect has spread throughout the Far Eastern islands and is one of the most important martial arts schools in the Far East.

It became famous not only in the Far East, but also in the Western Continent, and many people even traveled across the ocean to learn its skills.

But few people can master it to the fullest.

One of them is the phrase "seeing a shadow and all perish."

I heard about Aran's expedition when I was young.

Although the Kingdom of Takaten was located in the heart of the Far East Islands and was not affected by the war, it still sent troops to support the resistance alliance.

He didn't think much of it at the time.

Later, through a series of alliances and counter-alliances, the result was that troops were not allowed to be stationed in the Duchy of Bema, and Aran was defeated and forced to retreat.

But the war had far-reaching consequences. The Emperor's construction in the East China Sea also gave rise to a place now called Heavenly Port, a true center of the multiverse.

Everything has two sides; we cannot completely deny the positive significance of the existence of Heaven's Port just because of the stench of pirates and the like.

The births of people from the Western Continent and the Far East were all mixed up.

Isn't this a wonderful form of cultural exchange?

The pirates of Heaven's Harbor treat everyone equally, robbing the east coast of Bema and looting the west side of the Far Eastern Islands. Einstein is opportunistic, that's the theory of relativity. Relative to any location, the pirates remain unchanged. No matter how fast your birth rate soars, the pirates of Heaven's Harbor will always be 300,000 kilometers per second ahead of you.

Since the speed remains constant, and my speed has increased, and speed equals distance divided by time, then something must have changed during the process.

It's time.

This significantly shortened the time the Far Eastern islands were bound by traditional ethics and morality.

Seeing shadows all perished meant I didn't feel much of the impact of the war; I just felt that the people around me were becoming increasingly repulsive, and we were completely on different wavelengths when we talked.

To make oneself appear wise.

Regarding the matter of my declining social circle's quality leading to the massacre of experts in the Western Continent.

Of course, this is a secondary reason.

The main purpose was to enhance the influence of the Sword of Suspension. With a vision that saw death at the first sign of trouble, the Sword of Suspension was the last organization in the late 27th century that could potentially unify the ideology of the Far Eastern islands during a time of great change.

If the Far East continues its endless civil war, it has already missed the Magic Energy Industrial Revolution and will also miss out on the technological innovation brought about by cheap energy.

It is absolutely necessary to massacre the experts of the Western Continent.

In the arena.

The Qi Sect's secret power was pushed to its limit, causing all shadows to perish.

Valentina's expression was calm; she could capture the traces of everything through the gentle breeze.

Although the Sword King did not originate from the Qi Clan, the ultimate martial arts ultimately lead to the same goal: mastering one technique allows one to apply it to other techniques, ultimately leading to the essence of the art.
Seeing Shadow Die, he didn't draw his sword, but instead leaped backward and struck out with a palm in mid-air.

In a battle between masters, life and death can be decided in an instant.

A strong sense of impending death gave me an early warning; deep in my mind, a miniature version of myself was already screaming.

Valentina immediately stepped back and dodged, just as she left her previous position.

boom!
With a deafening roar, a huge, palm-shaped crater appeared on the ground, cracking outwards in a spiderweb pattern, as if a giant had slapped down, leaving a mark several meters long and wide.

The sword was already pressed against the arm of the man who would die at the mere sight of a shadow. He held it in reverse, and when he drew the sword, there was not a sound. Only the cold iron swallowed up all the noise, and it turned into a phantom that pierced straight into his throat.

The iron spine trembled and roared, the cold blade drank blood.

The killing intent was so intense that a terrifying, rusty, bloody smell, like being in a desolate graveyard, exploded out, as if one were in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

As they clashed, both swords trembled simultaneously.

With a sinister grin, Valentina's left arm was soaked with blood, which dripped from her fingertips onto the ground.

boom!
Another palm strike was unleashed from a distance.

The next moment, the wall at the edge of the training ground began to collapse, revealing a terrifying handprint several meters long and wide.

It's clear that Shadow Destroyer deliberately missed, hitting Valentina's shoulder instead.

The strong wind made her hair a mess.

"Do you understand the gap between us now? Your teacher is not only a beggar in the Western Continent, but also a worthless beggar in the Far East." Seeing that all shadows are dead, he wanted to force the Sword King to show himself and stop him. He wouldn't kill this woman, but severing her tendons would probably be much more effective.

This completely ignited Valentina's anger.

A sharp blade slices through the night, its cold light piercing the air.

However, the unparalleled Qi Sect secret power surged onto the hand that caused death in an instant, seemingly enhanced by the Heavenly Gang Force.

Seeing shadows vanish without even using weapons, he simply blocked Valentina's attack with a hand chop.

The swordplay was chaotic, like a swift wind.

But the clanging sounds continued, and all who saw it perished with just a hand chop, sparks flying, tearing apart the equipment crafted by the court alchemy to be adapted for the monster.

It wasn't a fight at all, but a complete crushing and toying with; the two were simply not in the same league.

Valentina appeared to be just an ordinary swordswoman, but in reality, she was a legendary assassin from the Far East whose overwhelming power was terrifying beyond measure. Being able to reach the top sixteen was no small feat. However, under the crushing pressure of an absolute master, all her movements were sealed off, leaving her extremely powerless.

As the saying goes, "All who see a shadow perish."

The martial arts tournament on the mainland has gradually evolved into a venue for commercial activities and political maneuvering. In recent years, the Sword King of Alan has refused special invitations from the organizers.

However, it's impossible not to watch the performance of the chief disciple.

It has returned to its original simplicity; if parents don't come to watch their children's matches, it will disappoint the children.

"That's enough! I'm going to turn you into a cripple!"

His face contorted in horror as he sought to slaughter all the experts of the Western Continent!

The wind from the sword cuts through the ears, iron filings splash onto the skin, and a clanging sound pierces the air.

He moved his sword with a hum, aiming for the tendon. In a flash, a cold light swept over everything, leaving no room to retreat or dodge. The sword energy crisscrossed, and light and shadow danced.

A violent, impending death omen surged and flooded Valentina's entire mind in an instant!
Just as he expected.

The Sword King would not stand idly by; indeed, Valentina was far from being a match for this man.

All his disciples practice the method of capturing the traces of all things with subtle fluctuations.

The Sword King traveled the vast world, seeking out masters everywhere, and had long since transcended the boundaries of swordsmanship, qi cultivation, magic, and sorcery...

This is a method of cheating.

Only the Sword King in the whole world could do that, openly cheating at the Continental Martial Arts Tournament.

The breeze guided Valentina, a breeze so subtle that it was imperceptible to others.

But Valentina had already practiced blindfolded on the sword platform millions of times, perfectly following the Sword King's guidance in her moves.

It's like the Sword King, hidden among countless spectators, temporarily took over Valentina's body to face off against the Shadowless One!
see through!

see through!

A sword strike so cunning it sends chills down your spine, the most precise deflection of force, and the masterful borrowing of power, all under conditions where physical abilities cannot be surpassed.

Valentina spun around with her back turned, her sword flashing and her blades clashing.

The Qi Sect's secret power surged back and struck, killing everyone who saw it and forcing them back several meters, their knuckles turning white.

The woman who had been completely suppressed by him just a second ago actually had her eyes closed.

"That's more like it! They're worth my bloodshed!"

The shadow vanished instantly; its long, jet-black hair moved without wind, and the longsword in its hand emitted a strange hum. The surrounding air began to emanate chaotic air currents, stirring up dust waves that rippled rhythmically.

A terrifying aura erupted.

Those who see a shadow die...

mean.

When they find him, he will surely die.

(End of this chapter)