The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 111: Perfect Caution, Incomplete Forward-Looking
Central Nason Island.

There are not only the king and guards in the royal city, but also many gods and people.

At this moment, all the gods and people responded to the king's call and gathered together.

They received incredible news that Paradise and the Bazaar had joined forces to attack the royal city.

Their first reaction was that these people were crazy, but then they thought, weren't these people crazy to begin with?

This is rebellion, it's courting death!

The gods and people were very angry and felt that they had taken in a group of ungrateful people.

"Fuck! Have they forgotten why they were able to survive on the island? It was the king who took them in, and now they're trying to attack the royal city! How despicable!"

"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have kept them here. Not only have they made the island a mess, but now they've actually dared to do such a rebellious thing. When they come back, I'll definitely teach them a lesson!"

Just as the gods' people gathered together and continued to complain and curse, faint wisps of fire could be seen seeping out from the foggy forest.

Seeing this scene, the gods and people were shocked, the noise stopped abruptly, and they hurriedly took full preparation.

After a moment, they saw a large crowd of people.

Before they could even shout "No one is allowed to enter the royal city", the people on the opposite side rushed towards them, howling like mad dogs.

The battle between the two sides was about to break out, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

The gods and people said that the rebels were ungrateful and beasts and were not worthy of living on the island.

The rebels said that the gods and people were a group of puppets, idiots with shit stuck in their heads, who were the livestock of a demon tree, bringing shame to mankind and were not worthy of being human.

The two sides were completely on different wavelengths, just fighting blindly. People's heads were smashed into dog's heads, all kinds of supernatural powers were flying around, and the scene was very gorgeous.

Although the gods' people have an advantage in numbers, their overall strength is far inferior to that of the outsiders who have experienced hundreds of battles and struggled in the circle of extraordinary people.

As soon as the battle started, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

But fortunately, the royal city still has high-level combat forces like Nathan Guard.

The Valkyrie Gunna Ortlinde suddenly appeared on the battlefield. As the king's right-hand man, she knocked down two enemies as soon as she appeared.

She was dressed in shiny silver armor, had short red hair, and was stronger than an ordinary man. Her attacks and moves were extremely violent.

The armor of the Valkyrie Gunna is not ordinary. It is engraved with runes that can give her great strength and speed.

The armor on her body glowed, and then she punched the ground. With a loud bang, the ground collapsed and buried the people in front of her.

Just as she was about to continue clearing out the rebels, a thick black fog enveloped her.

Seeing that wherever the black fog passed, the grass and trees withered and corroded, Guna retreated quickly. The gods and people who were unable to escape fell down in large numbers after coming into contact with the black fog, and had no power to resist at all.

Chen Duo's poison is equivalent to a weapon of mass destruction in a group battle.

Even aliens can't withstand it, and ordinary people will die if touched. This is why the company keeps a close eye on her.

I'm afraid Liao Zhong must be under a lot of pressure to let her come to Nathan this time.

Chen Duo, dressed in a green suit and holding a dagger, walked out of the crowd and faced Guna directly. His meaning was obviously to tell the other party that your opponent is me.

Not far behind her, lust was staring at this side, sweeping through the formation.

At this time, somewhere else, the sword master of Nasenwei, Mochizuki Satoru, appeared on the battlefield.

He is from Japan, and to be called a sword master, he obviously has a high level of attainment in swordsmanship.

Mochizuki Satoru had disheveled hair, was barefoot, and had a long sword stuck on his waist. As he brushed past the crowd, a cold light flashed, and the heads of several rebels disappeared.

Maybe this is the case with all knife players. The ruthlessness and decisiveness of his attacks are far greater than that of the Valkyrie Gunna.

In the crowd, Daodiao's eyes lit up when he saw this person. Just as he was about to meet him, a big hand pressed his shoulder and walked out before him.

He looked at the person coming over, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he muttered: "Rob, rob, rob, rob, all you know is rob."
As soon as Qin Ye appeared, Wang Yuewu's gaze moved over. Sword cultivators have extremely sharp senses. He could feel the extreme danger from the former, which even made him unable to move his gaze to kill other people.

His voice was solemn yet tinged with tranquility: "Bethdia, you were the one who killed him, right?"

Qin Ye patted the Qianren in his hand and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, he is not the last one, and you will not be the last one either."

Mochizuki Satoru said nothing, sheathed his sword, and made a starting move to draw his sword and slash.

Qin Ye remained indifferent, standing there quietly watching the young island warrior, his body full of flaws. However, Mochizuki Satoru hesitated to attack, and the atmosphere between the two sides was extremely tense. The veins on his right hand, which was gripping the hilt, were throbbing from the force, and cold sweat even seeped out of his forehead from the excessive concentration of his mental strength.

Although the opponent seemed to be full of flaws, he could not find the opportunity to attack. He felt that no matter from which angle or direction he attacked, he would be blocked.

But there was no way to continue in this stalemate. Just as the other party blinked, Mochizuki Satoru moved.

A mark was left on the ground under his feet, and he rushed out as fast as the wind, drawing his sword and slashing fiercely at the same time.

when!
Mochizuki Satoru's sword had only been halfway through when it was easily blocked by a seemingly broken sword, and sparks flew as the blades rubbed against each other.

He had anticipated that the first strike would miss, so he said nothing and drew his sword to strike again.

Ding ding ding…

In an instant, he slashed out dozens of times, but no matter at what angle the slash was made, it would be blocked by the opponent's broken sword, as if it had predicted the trajectory of his attack.

After another unsuccessful attack, he tiptoed back, his chest heaving, his eyes fixed on the person in front of him.

Although the opponent did not launch any attack, he could feel that his swordsmanship skills were not much better than his. The fact that he could block his attack so easily was what Orientals often call a strong life force.

"Is that all? Then it's my turn." Qin Ye stroked the Qianren Sword in his hand, his eyes full of admiration: "This sword of mine is not good at defense, its advantage lies in attack, so you better take it."

Upon hearing this, Wangyue Wu hurriedly raised his sword and prepared for battle.

Qin Ye didn't even need to make any moves. As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind surged around him, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot. Following a flash of cold light, he passed by Wangyue Wu.

The wind is silent, the Qi is like still water, the light is shadowless, and the sharp blade leaves no trace.

In an instant, the shadows appeared under the moon, and time seemed to freeze here.

Mochizuki Satoru held his sword, his eyes dull as he stood still in a defensive posture, his mouth opening and closing:
"What's the name of your knife?"

"Thousand Blades, only attack, no defense."

"Qianren, what a good name. What a good sword."

Wangyue Wuyan closed his eyes. A long wound appeared from his left chest to his right abdomen. Scarlet blood oozed out and his pupils were dilated. He fell to the ground with a plop and was no longer able to breathe.

He saw the last blow clearly, but couldn't block it.

Just because the opponent's knife is not perfect.

The perfect is cautious, the imperfect is fearless.

Isn’t this dispute also a reflection of this...

After dealing with Wangyue Wu, Qin Ye ignored the gods and people who were entangled by the people in the market and paradise, left the battlefield, and headed straight for the royal city.

As for the Valkyrie Gunna, Chen Duo and Lust are enough to deal with her.

Seeing this, Daodiao quickly followed him.

There were no more soldiers on the road afterwards, and the two men arrived at the foot of the royal city unimpeded. Then two figures blocked their way.

There were two men, one with black hair and the other with white hair, looking at them calmly, as if they had been waiting here for a long time.

"You are guilty of treason and deserve death. Leave now and the king will spare your lives at his mercy!"

The breeze blew by, and no one paid any attention to what they said.

One of the two people who came here is a madman, and the other is determined to burn down the tree. They can't be dismissed with just a few words.

Seeing the two Nathan Guards, Daodiao acted as a tour guide, walked up quickly, and shared their information in Qin Ye's ear:
"The black-haired one is called Anthony. His ability is to control lightning. He is an elemental expert. It is not an exaggeration to call him the God of Thunder. The white-haired one is called Garcia. His ability is a bit special. He can control metal and can even turn himself into metal. He is a troublesome opponent."

These two didn't appear in many scenes in the original comic, so Qin Ye didn't recognize them.

He nodded and smiled at Daohang:

"Which one do you choose?"

Daodiao pondered for a moment and said, "Leave Anthony to me. That troublesome guy Garcia is yours."

He knew Qin Ye's fighting ability, so he did not give in. He chose the one he was most confident in and left the difficult part to the other party.

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(End of this chapter)