Chapter 10: The Whetstone
Boom!!!
The collision of their powers shattered space itself, unleashing a violent storm of energy. The sheer force of the wind pressed Sword Douluo's robes tightly against his body as he narrowed his eyes at Ye Cheng, who stood calmly with his sword in hand. Deep in his gaze, a hint of shock flickered.
Because in this brief exchange, he had actually fallen into a disadvantage.
Both of them now had equal soul power levels, and with the Seven Kill Sword's strength, he had expected at the very least to suppress Ye Cheng to some extent. Yet, instead of dominating, he was the one being suppressed.
And the most unbelievable part
Ye Cheng hadn't even used a single soul skill.
It was purely his martial soul's raw power.
This was simply absurd.
"Try my sixth soul skill, then."
Unwilling to accept defeat, Sword Douluo raised his sword. A whirlwind of terrifying sword energy spiraled around the Seven Kill Sword, forming countless blades of light around him.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"
With a low shout, an overwhelming wave of sword energy shot forth, intertwining into a massive net that surged toward Ye Cheng.
"So flashy, yet so pointless."
Ye Cheng watched this so called "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect", shaking his head.
This world's biggest flaw, he realized, was that everyone's thinking was trapped by soul skills.
Clearly, techniques like this could be developed naturally, yet these people wasted entire soul rings just to acquire them.
A perfect example was Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Binding in the original story
Or this very move from Sword Douluo.
Ye Cheng, thanks to his persona's knowledge and insight, instantly saw through the technique.
Then, in the next moment
Ye Cheng smiled, shaking his head.
The Flying Rainbow Sword in his hand flashed brilliantly, and in an instant
He replicated the exact same move!
Countless sword energies formed around him, mirroring Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect perfectly.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The two identical techniques clashed, their energies so pure that they rang out like metal colliding. The sky above was instantly filled with chaotic sword energy!
Far in the distance, trees trembled.
Some were struck by stray sword energy
And in an instant, they were reduced to dust.
"He… he replicated my technique… just by seeing it once?!"
Sword Douluo's mind reeled.
Was this even humanly possible?!
This level of swordsmanship talent was simply beyond comprehension!
"Hmph, I refuse to believe it."
"Let's see you copy this!"
Taking a deep breath, Sword Douluo steadied his mind.
Then
His entire figure became blurry, shrouded in an immense aura of sword energy.
He was transforming.
Martial Soul True Body!
And not just any True Body
It was the True Body of a Weapon Martial Soul!
At that moment, Sword Douluo and the Seven Kill Sword became one.
He no longer felt like a human.
He was a sword
A terrifying, absolute sword!
Merely shifting slightly, his presence tore open the very air itself, creating countless fissures in space.
Then
Countless sword shadows split off from his body, piercing toward Ye Cheng!
"Now this… is interesting."
Ye Cheng felt the threat from these sword shadows
His instincts warned him.
These attacks could actually harm him.
He didn't dare to underestimate them.
Instantly, he mobilized his full strength.
Sword Douluo charged forward, his Seven Kill Sword flashing like lightning, moving at blinding speed!
But Ye Cheng
Though his battle instincts were lacking
His body's reflexes, honed by his persona, moved automatically!
Without thinking, his sword shifted horizontally
Blocking the attack with ease.
Clang!
The moment their swords met, a shower of sparks erupted.
Sword Douluo's eyes widened.
This was the full power of his Martial Soul True Body
And Ye Cheng blocked it effortlessly?!
But he wasn't finished.
Without hesitation, Sword Douluo unleashed a relentless barrage of strikes, his attacks as fierce as a storm.
Yet Ye Cheng
Defended against them all.
He barely moved from his spot, his sword shifting just enough to parry each attack.
The difference was clear
Sword Douluo was attacking furiously.
Ye Cheng was defending effortlessly.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sound of metal striking metal echoed through the battlefield.
Sword energy exploded outward with each clash, carving deep trenches into the ground.
Some areas were left scorched.
Others had craters blasted into them.
The surrounding forest?
Any tree unfortunate enough to be within range was instantly shredded into dust.
What was once a lush green landscape was quickly becoming a barren wasteland.
Yet amidst the destruction
Ye Cheng's eyes burned with excitement.
The longer the fight lasted, the more exhilarated he felt.
Sword Douluo was like a perfectly honed blade
Relentless, sharp, and unyielding.
If it were anyone else, they would have already died a brutal death under this relentless storm of swordplay.
But Ye Cheng was different.
His persona's power had granted him immense strength
Yet his mind had yet to fully catch up.
Now, under Sword Douluo's assault, something was changing.
He could feel it.
His awareness, his instincts, his combat intuition
They were sharpening.
Ye Cheng realized
Sword Douluo wasn't just an opponent.
He was a whetstone.
And Ye Cheng
Was the blade being sharpened.
With each clash, his instincts grew sharper.
His movements became more refined.
His understanding of combat deepened.
The longer this fight lasted
The stronger he became!
(End of Chapter)
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