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Chapter 533: The Divine Blade Loses Its Divinity
Chapter 533: The Divine Blade Loses Its Divinity
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On the curved blade wielded by the leader of the Demon Sect, there was an inscription that read: "A night of listening to the spring rain in a small tower."
This inscription was no secret. Many had seen it during the battles between the Demon Sect and the Central Plains martial arts world.
And when someone witnessed this poem, it meant that the leader of the Demon Sect had unsheathed their blade and was prepared to take a life.
Tie Kaicheng, a man of rules and discipline, had naturally seen this poem as well. The leader of the Demon Sect made no attempt to hide their murderous intent towards him.
Just as Tie Kaicheng had offended the Demon Sect's dignity by saving someone from their grasp, the leader of the Demon Sect was also a stickler for rules. In the original story, despite their position as the sect leader, they would openly punish themselves for their own mistakes, leading by example.
Thus, in the eyes of the Demon Sect leader, Tie Kaicheng had committed a capital offense. To them, Tie Kaicheng was already a dead man.
Having no interest in further conversation with someone he considered as good as dead, the moment the sect leader finished speaking, their blade moved with lightning speed towards Tie Kaicheng's head.
The Divine Blade Strike!
Having faced this deadly move before, Tie Kaicheng was now prepared for its might.
Though the blade had not yet made contact, its aura had sealed off all escape routes. The thin blade edge seemed to carry a bewitching, demonic power that dazzled and shook one's soul.
Yet, Tie Kaicheng could see through the intricacies of this strike.
This seemingly simple and direct downward slash contained the essence of all the variations in blade techniques. At the moment of its execution, factors such as timing, spatial positioning, force, and speed had already been perfectly calculated.
Though this strike appeared devoid of variation, it was, in fact, the pinnacle of variation, leaving no room for the opponent to anticipate or counter.
The dazzling and bewitching demonic power was a result of the brain's momentary blankness from the sheer despair of finding no way to counter the attack.
Unstoppable and unbeatable!
Especially when this strike was executed by the leader of the Demon Sect himself. Even those with similar martial arts prowess would likely be cleaved in two by this attack.
When the demon blade was just a foot away from Tie Kaicheng's head, the sect leader was already confident of their victory.
Never in the history of the world had anyone escaped such a situation with their life.
But the next moment, he felt an extreme, piercing pain in his throat. Yet, he hadn't even seen the glint of Tie Kaicheng's sword.
Could the other's sword be faster than light?
The sect leader had a premonition that his opponent's sword would pierce his throat first, and even if his profound and fierce Divine Blade Strike was unaffected, the best outcome would be mutual destruction.
The sect leader's pupils contracted, and his body froze. Instead of continuing the forward momentum of his curved blade, he abruptly changed its trajectory and slashed downward, prioritizing defense.
"Shua!"
The blade and the sword crossed paths without making contact, like two playful children swinging at each other in midair.
However, no one witnessing this exchange saw it that way, as they had all failed to notice when Tie Kaicheng had drawn his sword. It was as if the long sword had suddenly materialized in his hand.
But everyone present knew that Tie Kaicheng had forced the Demon Sect leader to switch from offense to defense with just one move.
In the next moment, the sect leader's curved blade swept upwards, but Tie Kaicheng effortlessly evaded with a side step and a diagonal tap of his sword.
Of course, the Demon Sect leader wasn't a one-trick pony; he had many other formidable techniques besides the Divine Blade Strike. It was just that this particular move was incredibly convenient—he had never needed a second strike to kill, and no one had ever been able to counter or decipher its mysteries. As such, it had become his go-to move, one that he could execute without any psychological burden.
However, the failure of the Divine Blade Strike did not mean he was out of options.
On the contrary, the sect leader's martial arts and blade techniques had already reached the pinnacle of perfection. Even without relying on the Divine Blade Strike, there were very few people in the world who could match him.
The intricate and beautiful sword techniques of Yi Hua Palace reappeared in the martial arts world!
It must be said that the Demon Sect Leader's knife techniques were indeed sharp, combining domineering might with strange and erratic movements, a perfect blend of orthodox and unorthodox styles, creating an overwhelming force.
All the experts present asked themselves honestly, even if the Demon Sect Leader didn't use the Divine Blade Strike, they wouldn't be able to block ten moves from him.
But after ten moves, not only had the Demon Sect Leader failed to kill Tie Kaicheng, but he had also fallen into a disadvantageous position in the fight.
Not only did the Demon Sect Leader himself find this unbelievable, but everyone present was also stunned.
Tie Kaicheng was displaying a sword technique they had never seen before, yet its power was undeniably on par with the best they had ever witnessed.
Graceful and smooth, soft and bone-less, like flying clouds transforming, intricate and colorful, and like mercury pouring out, it penetrated everywhere.
"This isn't the Death-Seizing Thirteen Swords!"
"Of course, it's definitely not the One Hundred and Thirty-Two Style Chasing Wind Linked Swords, if Tie Zhongqi had such a sword technique, he would have established his own sect long ago instead of starting an escort agency."
"What sword technique is this? How can it suppress the Demon Sect Leader?"
Li Zhenzhen on the stage and Sun Xingyu below looked at Tie Kaicheng with greedy and infatuated eyes, wondering how many more secrets he had hidden.
Among the people present, Hua Yukun had the highest sword skill. As he watched Tie Kaicheng's sword technique, he finally sighed and felt disheartened. Today's martial arts world was no longer his stage.
The Demon Sect Leader was both shocked and angry.
He had come to Mount Tai, not to challenge the seven major sword sects. He didn't put them in his eyes at all. This time, as he left seclusion, his martial arts had almost reached perfection, and he was confident that he could lead the Demon Sect to dominate the world.
He came to Mount Tai purely out of curiosity about Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng, the two so-called peerless swordsmen of the Central Plains who had not appeared in a hundred years, to see for himself the top experts of the Central Plains martial arts world.
If the opportunity arose, he wouldn't mind showing the winner his Divine Blade Strike.
But unexpectedly, before the ninth day of September, before Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan appeared, he was about to lose.
If he couldn't even beat Yan Shisan's disciple, what right did he have to talk about "divine rule over the world and purification of the world"? He might as well disband the Demon Sect and go back to entertaining himself outside the pass.
This was unacceptable to the Demon Sect Leader.
Thus, the Demon Sect Leader let out a loud shout, withdrew his body, turned around, and slashed with his knife again.
Divine Blade Strike!
But what entered the Demon Sect Leader's eyes was not Tie Kaicheng's extremely fast sword drawing technique from before, but a brilliant sword flower.
If his Divine Blade Strike was the culmination of all his knife techniques into a single, ordinary downward chop, then Tie Kaicheng's sword was the perfect display of countless sword techniques fused into one.
The Divine Blade Strike looked simple and ordinary.
This sword, on the other hand, was extremely brilliant, luxurious, and grand.
In terms of effectiveness, it was hard to say which was better, but in terms of appearance, the Heavenly Immortal's sword technique was even more beautiful than the Yi Hua Palace sword technique.
The Divine Blade Strike took into account all kinds of variations, but it still couldn't see through the changes in the Heavenly Immortal's sword technique, because each sword of the Heavenly Immortal was different, adapting to the situation.
"Ding!"
The knife and sword clashed again, and the Demon Sect Leader retreated with a flip, frustrated once more, looking at Tie Kaicheng in disbelief.
Tie Kaicheng held his sword up and pointed it diagonally, saying calmly, "As the saying goes, there's always a second time, but never a third or fourth. It's my turn now."
(End of Chapter)
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