Chapter 595 - We Might Be Watching the Fake Barbaric Natives
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Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
âWell, well! An inferior swordsman who isnât at level 8 dares to lecture me?â Hex said lazily, âTry to take one of my sword strikes, and Iâll see if you have the right to give me lectures.â
With a cold expression, his feet moved slightly in the air.
In the next instant, he already appeared before Nalan Hongwu!
He hacked down his huge fiery-red blade with vicious force!
âInstant Strike!? This is Mr. Hexâ Instant Strike!â Many knights exclaimed on White Pigeon Square.
âThe Instant Strike that can chop a level 8 magical beast in half! My goodness!â
However, in the next moment, they saw Nalan Hongwu move his feet slightly, and his body swayed to one side a little bit.
The huge blade missed him by a narrow margin!
White-haired and white-clothed, Duke Nalan stood where he was with his hands clasped behind his back, looking as if he hadnât moved at all.
âMy goodness!â
âWhat just happened?!â
Gasps sounded from White Pigeon Square.
Cia, Ron, and the other young people covered their mouths with their hands, and they couldnât believe their eyes.
How could it be?!
How did he manage that?!
âOh! That was amazing!â
Even the figures hiding in the dark corner of the square were stupefied at this scene. âHe... dodged it?â
However, this sword strike wasnât over.
With a twist of his waist, Hex slashed back his huge sword with horrifying force!
However, Nalan Hongwu seemed to have anticipated his move. Almost at the same time when Hex slashed out, Nalan Hongwu began to turn his body. When the sword came, Nalan Hongwu dodged with perfect timing!
Everyone on White Pigeon Square was shocked, and their mouths opened in a perfect O-shape.
âSala! I told you many times. When weâre on a mission...â Lance walked up with disapproval on his face.
âNo... Captain. Look!â Sala pointed at the Spiritual Spell Image Projection but couldnât describe what she was seeing.
âLook where? Itâs nothing to look at! War? It is just a war...â Lance turned his head but froze when he saw the Spiritual Spell Image Projection.
What did he see? He saw that Hex, the Knight of Furious Flame, couldnât even touch an old manâs clothes after using several sword techniques!
Who is this guy?!
âWhich nation is this grand master from?!â Lance asked immediately.
âThis is...â Sala couldnât believe this, and she stared at the battle with widened eyes as she said, âHeâs from another continent...â
âThe weak and helpless nation that the Judgement Godly Palace is invading?â Lance looked at the projected visuals before him.
!!??â What did I say? Weak and helpless? How can any weak force be like this?
âWhoâs this guy?!â Lance asked immediately, âIs he the most powerful figure among them?!â
In St. Heinzâ grand palace, a priest murmured, âIs this barbaric native really at level 7?â
He yelled in his mind, As the Judgement Godly Palace that has all kinds of prophecies and miracles from gods, shouldnât it be our level 6 masters beating up your level 7 masters?
But now!!??
âGood! Very good!â Hex stopped his attacks at this moment and said, âI thought that this was a boring expedition and didnât expect to meet anyone who could force me to use my true power.â
At this time, the miraculous golden pattern on Hexâs forehead flashed with dazzling light.
Engulfed in the dazzling light, his entire body turned radiant and flashy.
A horrifying force spread from his forehead to all over his body!
It wasnât a power that humans could have; it seemed to come from gods!
Before such horrifying power, anyone would feel humble and tiny.
Supported by that horrifying force, Hex hovered in the air, and his golden hair fluttered in the wind.
The air around him seemed to be distorted by that terrifying force!
âDo you see how big the gap between us is?â Hex said with a smirk.
âIâll show you what is true speed!â This man in fiery-red armor moved his body and suddenly vanished before Nalan Hongwu.
In the next moment, he turned into a series of blurry shadow around Nalan Hongwu, moving as fast as the wind!
At this moment, Nalan Hongwu looked grim and serious.
He could feel that his opponentâs strength far surpassed his after that force joined in. This manâs strength was so high that it was unclimbable!
This gap of strength perhaps couldnât be bridged with skills and techniques.
Suddenly, Nalan Hongwuâs expression changed, and his body slightly shifted to one side!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
His opponentâs blade drew over his chest, making a smooth cut in his chest!
Then, red blood flowed out from the wound.
âSo fast!â The audience on White Pigeon Square exclaimed again.
This speed was inhumane!
Like a horrifying fiery-red rain of sword energies and meteors, Hex attacked continuously.
Could anyone block attacks that were at such high speed?
Even grandmasters couldnât detect the movements of the sword, let alone the eyes of ordinary people.
On top of that, it was impossible to match such a speed!
However, at this moment, Nalan Hongwuâs sword slashed out. His sword turned into a black light beam like a black lightning flash.
It was fast, but it was no match for his opponentâs horrifying speed.
Besides, the gap in their strength was too bigger.
Before the storm-like sword strikes of his opponent, Nalan Hongwuâs black sword looked like a pure light beam.
It was so impeccable and pure that it contained no variations in it. Perhaps it just didnât need any variations.
When the sword slashed out, blood spewed into the air.
At this moment, even some of the existences in St. Heinzâ grand palace stood up subconsciously.
The Sword Saint named Claus also stared at the sword strike intently.
If it were said that Hex wasnât using the strength of humans, then this sword strike didnât belong to humans. It was like a sword strike that an immortal used!
âAlthough your strength has increased, it isnât your own strength, which means that you canât control it. You will only expose more weaknesses because of it.â
[A Sword Came from the West, Flying Immortal Beyond the Heavens!]
Even if he couldnât fully understand it, any bit of inspiration was crucial. Nalan Hongwu might not have reached that realm, but he had seen it and obtained some inspirations from it.
His sword had almost reached that perfect realm.
âAhhâ!â
âThese people...!?â
These people of this mysterious and ancient nation are elegant and powerful, and their swordsmanship is philosophical and poetic.
This was the impression that these âbarbaric nativesâ left on the minds of the people of the Lora Continent.
Are we really looking at the barbaric natives!