I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

This guy's attacks may seem chaotic at first glance, but in reality, each of his attacks is predictable and not just random swings.

After observing for a few rounds, Qingdeng realized that although the weapon wielded by the man in black was just a tree branch, there was no doubt that the way he wielded the branch was proper swordsmanship.

As long as it's swordsmanship, it's easy to handle.

In Qingdeng's talent list, the talent that was upgraded to "sword skills 106 times greater than ordinary people" through talent fusion, "Sword Saint", has been silently emitting light ever since he started fighting the man in black!

Qingdeng learned and assimilated the black-clad man's swordsmanship and fighting style at an extremely fast pace!

Thanks to his lightning-fast mastery of the black-clad man's swordsmanship, Qing Deng was finally able to predict and dodge the tree branch for the first time!

Despite his excitement, Qingdeng didn't just get caught up in his joy.

Overjoyed, he forcefully swung the Ghost-Slaying Sword held at his waist, aiming it at the man in black!

The angle and timing were both impeccable counterattacks.

However... what happened next froze the excitement that had just appeared on Qingdeng's face.

Bang!

"cough!"

Qingdeng felt a tremendous impact on his chest, and this time he truly felt as if he had been hit by an express train.

Just as the blade of the Ghost-Slaying Sword was about to strike the man in black, a dark shadow suddenly attacked Qing Deng's chest—the man in black reacted with incredible speed and launched a kick that struck Qing Deng squarely in the chest, sending him flying.

Fortunately, the man in black had a backup plan.

Even someone who knows nothing about martial arts could tell that the man in black hadn't used his full strength in that kick.

Even so, Qingdeng still felt very uncomfortable. If he hadn't raised his hand to touch his chest and confirmed that his bones were intact, he would have suspected that his sternum had been broken.

Despite another defeat, Qing Deng's overall progress was tremendous—from not being able to last even 5 seconds under the black-clad man's tree branch, he has improved to being able to last 7 seconds.

At this moment, a hoarse, aged male voice came:

"Your dodge and counterattack just now... were very good."

Qingdeng, whose chest was still aching terribly, struggled to get up.

The man in black did not pick up any more branches.

He stood with his hands on his hips, calmly meeting Qing Deng's gaze.

Although the face mask obscured the other person's face, Qing Deng was certain that the man in black was smiling.

"Although your skills still need improvement, the brilliance in your eyes and your talent are truly commendable."

The man in black extended his right index and middle fingers and pointed to his eyes.

"I'm starting to understand why you were given the title 'Niou' (仁王)."

After speaking, the man in black paused for a moment.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

"...Alright then."

A moment later, as if he had figured something out, the man in black turned around, slowly walked back to where he had been standing, and pulled back the wooden knife that he had stuck in the ground.

"Since you haven't disappointed me too much... consider this a reward for you. I'll show you something good."

The man in black stood naturally in a very relaxed posture, holding a wooden knife in his right hand, which he slowly raised above his head.

Thinking the man in black was going to continue fighting him, Qing Deng endured the pain in his chest and staggered into a fighting stance.

Despite the stark difference in strength between himself and the man in black that had been clearly demonstrated in the previous series of exchanges, Qing Deng did not hesitate for a moment before raising his sword to fight again.

"Good stuff... Do you want me to show you your signature move?"

Given the man in black's current actions and his earlier demeanor, Qing Deng naturally assumed that the man in black was going to show off his swordsmanship.

But to everyone's surprise, after hearing Qing Deng's question, the man in black laughed as if he had heard a funny joke.

"My signature move... Hahahaha."

Under Qing Deng's puzzled gaze, the man in black, who had been laughing heartily, slowly changed to a gloomy tone:

"What are techniques?"

"What I'm about to show you... is far more powerful than any so-called technique."

"Hold your breath, concentrate, and watch carefully."

"Don't miss any scene you're about to see."

Whether you can learn anything from my sword strike... depends entirely on your skill.

After saying that, the man in black shut his mouth.

The moment the man in black fell silent... Qing Deng's pupils shrank to the size of pinholes as he witnessed an indescribable scene.

This may sound strange... but Qingdeng did indeed have this bizarre feeling: the black-clad man before him... the wooden sword in his hand seemed to be one with heaven and earth!

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Chapter 268 Niou vs. Shura! The Eternal Sword Saint's "Gift"! [4400]

It's a mysterious and enigmatic feeling.

It's very difficult to describe in specific words.

Just as you naturally feel the heat of fire and the cold of ice, when Qing Deng saw the man in black, he naturally felt that the wooden sword in his hand merged with the surrounding space, the sky above, and the ground beneath his feet.

Up until just now, the man in black had been emanating a terrifying aura that seemed to crush Qing Deng's body, like a monstrous wave swallowing the sky and the earth.

But now, that momentum has vanished.

No, to be more precise, it has changed.

Friendly?

Tranquil?

Qing Deng felt that even after racking his brains and exhausting all his knowledge, he still couldn't think of any words to accurately summarize the change in the man in black's demeanor at this moment.

There was no sense of fierce killing intent, but rather a strange tranquility, like facing a vast, still lake, a lush, dense forest, or a boundless starry river. Yet, one could also feel a tremendous energy emanating from it—this was the feeling that the man in black and the wooden sword in his hand gave Qing Deng at this moment.

The sword merged with heaven and earth?

For a moment, Qingdeng wondered if his eyes were broken or his brain was broken.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Qingdeng would never have believed such a bizarre thing.

This moment.

Upon witnessing this unbelievable scene, a classic term from classical Chinese philosophy inexplicably popped into Qing Deng's mind—the unity of man and nature!

But something even stranger happened in the next instant.

—So familiar…

The black-clad man's "unity with nature" state gave Qing Deng a strong, inexplicable sense of familiarity.

When did you see it with your own eyes?

Or... when did you experience that before?

Overwhelmed by the shock before him, Qingdeng's sense of time became distorted.

He felt like a long time had passed. But in reality, less than three seconds had passed from when the man in black shut his mouth until now.

……

"I'm up."

A calm voice, devoid of sorrow or joy.

The sword swung down.

……

Disorientation.

It's as if the brain's memories have been wiped clean.

Qing Deng couldn't remember when the man in black approached him or when he swung his knife.

All Qingdeng knew was that by the time he came to his senses, the tip of the wooden sword was already firmly stopped an inch in front of his nose.

Although he could not remember anything else, there was one place that Qing recorded extremely clearly and deeply, and he would probably never forget it for the rest of his life—the scene of the man in black wielding a wooden knife.

In the instant the wooden sword, raised too high, fell, Qing Deng saw a scene that was... indescribable.

The thing the man in black held and wielded no longer seemed to be a knife... Qing Deng knew that his statement might be strange, but it was indeed the case.

Qingdeng could no longer see the knife.

He only saw a kind of "container" that happened to be shaped like a wooden knife.

This "container" contains the wind from afar, the clouds overhead, the trees beside it, the puddles in the middle of the road, the sky, the earth, the man in black, and Qing Deng himself...

Everything within sight was contained within this wooden knife-shaped "container"!

The man in black's attack... had transcended the category of "slashing"!

It doesn't rely on the hardness of the wooden sword to attack.

It's not about attacking with superb skills.

Instead, it will crush you with the force of a mountain crashing down upon you, encompassing all things in the universe!

To put it simply, it's like the whole sky, the whole earth, the whole world are attacking you!