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Chapter 52: A Half-Step to the Peak, the Great Swordsman Breaks Through
Chapter 52: A Half-Step to the Peak, the Great Swordsman Breaks Through
For the first time, Luk's soul left his body, and he couldn't help but experiment with this novel experience.
Grayish-white mist swirled around his right hand, as if a bone-white blade was trying to form, but it always collapsed halfway.
After several attempts, Luk reluctantly gave up. Without a medium, his Zanpakuto couldn't manifest.
But that was probably for the best. If it had appeared, given the indiscriminate destructive nature of the Return to Ruin technique, a single slash at Liu Kunsheng might have been impossible to save.
As he had mentioned before, he was a guest at the Luo Tian Grand Sacrifice. If he killed a house spirit, the shamanic lineage would likely go to great lengths to avenge it.
With a slightly disdainful sigh, a long, pitch-black sword appeared in his hand. The blade was adorned with several white crescent moon marks, resembling the tail of a swallow.
The Swallow Falcon.
It wasn't a real Swallow Falcon, just a shell he had formed with his soul.
Liu Kunsheng, who had been dazed from the recent slap, had now recovered. A soul that had been nurtured for nearly a thousand years was quite stable. With a flick of its tail, it dragged Deng Youfu's body to the edge of the training ground.
Seeing that Luk didn't stop it, Liu Kunsheng felt a bit more at ease.
Then, its red snake eyes glowed, and its massive snake body, enveloped in rolling black qi, lunged at Luk's spirit.
Luk, holding the sword in one hand, met the massive snake body with a single slash.
...
"Pressure techniques, physical training, Golden Light Spell, astral projection, and swordsmanship—this kid knows quite a lot," Wang Ai's gaze shifted from Liu Kunsheng to Luk.
Especially for someone so young.
If he could be turned into a corpse and then controlled by the spirit-summoning technique, the Wang family's legacy would be secure for at least a hundred years!
"He knows even more than that. I've recently taught him the Lightning Technique," the old Celestial Master mentioned casually. "In the future, Luk will be my last disciple. If he wishes, he can even take the Zhang surname."
Wang Ai's face stiffened, his eyes avoiding the old man's. He forced a smile, "Then I must congratulate you in advance, Old Celestial Master, on gaining such an excellent disciple."
"I don't think Luk wants to change his surname. I believe the Lu surname suits him just fine," Lu Jin said, his heart racing. His mouth moved faster than his brain, and he blurted out the words.
He blushed immediately after speaking, wishing he could take it back but knowing it was too late.
"Lu Family has a strict household. I think he would be better off with the Lu surname," Lu Ci interjected, his mind racing with thoughts. While his family might not have many outstanding young men, they certainly had plenty of beautiful women.
If they could bring Luk into their family as a son-in-law, with his remarkable talent, even a less-than-perfect match could produce a prodigious child.
Moreover, giving him ten or eight women to ensure a high quantity of offspring was not out of the question. Lu Ci was confident this lecher wouldn't refuse.
Seeing Wang Ai and Lu Ci plotting, the old Celestial Master narrowed his eyes and sighed inwardly.
He had done his part out of old friendship. If they still sought their own demise, it was their own fault.
...
The sharpness of the incoming attack made Liu Kunsheng's pupils constrict. His massive body, which had been a burden, collided with the sword's energy, sending him flying backward.
As expected, the impact was immense, but when he finally stopped, Liu Kunsheng realized he was barely injured, with only a small cut that quickly healed due to his spirit body's unique nature.
He understood that most of the sword's force had been converted into the impact, while only a small portion retained the sharpness of the blade.
This was a practice session, using him as a training dummy.
"Boy, are you insulting me?" Liu Kunsheng asked in a deep, serious voice.
"Mr. Liu, that's a bit harsh. This is a win-win situation," Luk shook his head with a serious expression.
With the heart of a swordsman and having fully entered the realm of a swordsman, all he lacked was a real battle. His previous fight with the pirate Luk and Garp had mostly improved his physical strength, while his swordsmanship had only become slightly more proficient in the technique of breathing with all things.
He planned to use Liu Kunseng to help him break through that barrier.
"Look, if we fight like this, I get a sparring partner, and you won't lose face by getting slapped off the stage. It's a win-win situation!"
He gestured toward the audience, "All the spectators are important figures in the paranormal world. If they hear that you were taken down by a young upstart in a few moves, how will you maintain your status among the household deities?"
Liu Kunseng's eyes darted around, and he snorted, "You young whippersnapper, don't try to fool me. Have I lived for nearly a thousand years for nothing?"
Despite his words, he let out a roar, and his snake-like body began to shrink until it was only a few meters long, unable to shrink any further. His spirit form became more solid and resilient, or rather...
More suitable for taking hits.
Lu Ke: (￢_￢)
He silently gave Liu Kunseng a thumbs up. After living for so long, the old man's thick skin and ability to say one thing while doing another were truly impressive.
"You have remarkable cultivation, young one. I am only slightly more skilled. Today, we shall see who is the better!"
Liu Kunseng raised his voice to ensure the audience could hear, then spat out a ball of black qi, enveloping the entire arena in a hazy mist. He gathered his strength and charged forward, surrounded by a glowing aura, creating a spectacular display.
Lu Ke swung his blade, unleashing a continuous series of slashes.
Each slash sent Liu Kunseng flying a short distance, but he always landed and continued the fight. They battled from the sky to the ground, from the south to the north, almost circling the entire arena.
Whenever they approached the audience stands, Liu Kunseng would get into character, spewing compliments like, "You're not bad, young one," "Give you a few more decades, and even I would have to step aside," and "You are a rare talent in cultivating qi, a once-in-a-millennium find."
By inflating Lu Ke's ego now, he could later find a more respectable reason for his defeat. If not for the Grand Master sitting in the stands, he might have even said something like, "You are destined to be the next Grand Master."
At first, Lu Ke was somewhat annoyed by Liu Kunseng's constant chatter, but as his blade movements became more fluid, his awareness of his surroundings grew sharper, and his mind gradually calmed.
The gap between man and blade slowly blurred. He felt his synchronization with the blade increasing, and his movements became more natural and precise.
Boom—
After yet another slash sent Liu Kunseng flying, Lu Ke's lips curved into a smile. He gripped his blade and, in an instant, unleashed dozens of slashes.
Liu Kunseng's eyes widened as he deflected the first slash, only to be slammed to the ground. Before he could react, the remaining slashes overwhelmed him.
He felt a wave of panic as his entire spirit form was pinned to the ground, unable to move, battered by a storm of attacks. To his surprise, when the aftermath subsided, his smooth scales were completely unharmed.
His blade could be both hard and soft, capable of cutting through steel without damaging paper, unleashing devastating strikes or gentle breezes.
The Swordmaster, his goal, was now fully achieved.
Lu Ke's Yan Suo blade dissolved on its own, and he nodded in satisfaction. He landed from the air, glanced at Liu Kunseng, and walked over to his body.
After the spirit and flesh merged, Lu Ke opened his eyes and carefully savored his newfound strength. He rolled up his sleeves and skillfully coated his palm with a layer of golden light.
The AI recommendation is gone, sad (╥_╥)
Today, I watched a video about elephant migration, and it was truly moving.
(End of Chapter)
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