Chapter 614: Chapter 150: Turning the Tide, Standing Alone at the Pinnacle [Ten Thousand Words]

"You big mouth!"

Yan Nan said gloomily, "I shouldn’t have talked to you."

"Then just watch the fight, look, it’s starting."

Dongfang Sansan looked into the field.

...

In the field, Wu Shuang was already locked in a fierce battle with Fang Che, one black and one white figure, turning into two whirlwinds.

At times black and white were distinct, at other times they twisted together, spinning into one.

The clash of swords and knives was surprisingly rare.

Their techniques were both refined to the extreme.

Fang Che’s was a combination of the improved Hen Tian Blade, Flying Sky Saber, and Futu Blade; even without resorting to Evil Qi, Killing Aura, or Killing Intent, his Perfect Blade Form was enough to handle it.

Wu Shuang’s swordsmanship, on the other hand, was extraordinarily light and delicate.

It was a complete contrast to the broad and open swordsmanship he had shown before.

Both bodies were spinning rapidly, it looked like twins battling each other.

Feng Xiangdong and others stared wide-eyed, not daring to breathe.

A match between equals, a contest of talents!

Finally... amid the black and white chaos, suddenly black and white were distinct again; Wu Shuang and Fang Che simultaneously did a backflip to retreat, and then both became one with their swords, the Great Sun Sword, majestically brilliant, appeared again, illuminating the universe.

Meanwhile, Wu Shuang’s Sword Formation also turned explosive to the extreme, if Fang Che’s sword was the Great Sun Illumination, then Wu Shuang’s sword was a giant bomb suddenly exploding.

The two crashed into each other frenziedly.

Blood suddenly splashed across the blue sky.

Then both staggered backward as if drunk, bodies spinning as they retreated.

With each spin backward, blood spurted from Fang Che’s shoulder and abdomen.

While with each spin backward, blood flew from Wu Shuang’s chest and head.

Both were injured, apparently, Wu Shuang’s injury was at a vital point, while Fang Che’s was not. Moreover, Wu Shuang’s bloodshed was obviously much more than Fang Che’s.

In the second round of their spinning retreat, Wu Shuang flicked his sleeve, and a cloud of black smoke suddenly billowed out, rolling and expanding to obscure the battlefield.

In the stands, Yan Nan sighed slightly.

It was clear, this offspring of the Wu Family was now wasted.

In the black smoke, three black shadows ghosted around, like three thin needles, swiftly darting towards Fang Che at a speed faster than light.

A sense of crisis fully emerged in Fang Che’s heart.

He abruptly stopped, and his blade’s light burst forth, producing a ’buzz’ in the trembling air, as Evil Qi and Killing Aura erupted simultaneously!

Suddenly, the field transformed into an ancient tragic battlefield, with the gates of the Netherworld seemingly flung open.

Hentian no eye, launched in full force.

During the attack, every inch of his body was guarded against wind and rain.

He had retreated spinning just deliberately, stopping at will.

A subtle resistance seemed to exist within the Sword Energy.

But then it vanished.

Fang Che immediately threw away his knife, his body shot off like an arrow, retreating eight zhangs back, out of the black smoke’s range, his body whirled in mid-air, spreading out like an eagle soaring high, a great roc spreading its wings.

Suddenly, seven rays of light flashed through the black smoke.

Deadly Thirteen Knives!

The Flying Knife Art finally reappeared in the Jianghu.

This move was precisely Seven Stars in the Sky!

Wu Shuang, spinning around, at this moment could not spare his strength, and his eyes, blocked by thick black smoke, could not see the opponent’s attack.

Thud, thud, thud...

Wu Shuang’s left shoulder, right shoulder, left leg, right leg, were all struck by knives, transparent holes, blood spraying.

Four flying knives pierced through his body with blood lines trailing, then returned to Fang Che’s hand.

But the three flying knives aimed at the forehead, throat, and heart were caught in Yun Du’s hand.

"Such formidable flying knives."

Yun Du looked at Fang Che with changed eyes.

How could this guy have hidden so much until now?

"The more incredible trick is here."

Fang Che had already discarded his knife.

The entire knife had turned jet black.

He pointed his sword tip towards the dissipated black smoke between them. There, nine needle-sized worms were crawling on the ground.

These were the things Wu Shuang had released, and at the moment they neared Fang Che, they were sliced into three segments by Fang Che’s Sword Aura.

Yet they were still not quite dead, still wriggling.

"Heavenly Poison Worms!"

Yun Du took a look and couldn’t help but change his color.

Heavenly Poison Worms, fed with Essence Blood, grew alongside their master to the extreme, impervious to weapons, their speed almost rivaling that of flowing light.

If they bite a person, one would perish, turning into pus and blood.

Even if they bumped into something, that thing could never be used again.

Like Fang Che’s knife now.

Jet black.

And still emitting a faint black smoke.

Looking at Fang Che’s knife thrown on the ground, Feng Xiangdong and others shivered violently, faces pale.

If they were in Fang Che’s position, they would probably have turned into pus and blood by now.

Because, frankly, they would never throw away their weapons.

Fang Che stood far away, holding his breath, and said, "Senior, please return my flying knives."

Yun Du casually tossed the flying knives over, saying, "I’m just very curious, how did you think to throw away your knife immediately?"

Fang Che said calmly, "It’s nothing, just throw it away first. If it’s fine, I’ll pick it up; anyway, I’ve already won; if there’s a problem, I can save a life. It’s very simple."

Very simple?

The four judges were speechless.

This simple principle of yours is something over ninety percent of Jianghu people can’t achieve in a lifetime.

"The outcome is decided! Guardian, Fang Che wins!"

Yun Du flicked his fingers, a milky white Spiritual Energy fell on Fang Che’s knife on the ground, and with a pop, white light shimmered, the entire knife suddenly became clean.