Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 807 - 805: Rending the Skies
This sword was both urgent and swift. Li Ang released the grip on the spear shaft with his left hand as if electrified,
clenched his right hand tightly on the Long Spear, pulling it to the left, causing the Great Sword to deviate to the left. His withdrawn left hand formed into a fist which thundered forward the moment the shaft passed by.
In Ju Que's pupils, the image of the fist grew larger and larger,
without dazzling sound and light special effects, no dispersing energy aura, only sheer and violent power.
Even without scout means, Ju Que could feel the deadly threat brought by this punch,
yet his heart remained as calm as ever.
He took half a step back, pulled back his left arm, pressed his right arm against his chest, the sword blade sliced across the Tyrant Halberd spear handle, sparking a blindingly bright flash, the heavy sword stealthily guarded against Li Ang's fist, with the sword tip slanting forward towards the sky.
Boom!
The fist, resembling a battering ram, struck directly against the heavy sword body,
Ju Que's sword stance functioned effectively,
most of the strength of Li Ang's fist was absorbed by the sword body angled towards the sky, using the backward rebound trajectory, alleviating the impact and preventing irreversible damage to Ju Que's wrists and bones.
Meanwhile, the backward-rebounding sword also set the stage for the next sword move—
Ju Que's left arm maneuvered inward and pressed down, his right arm twisted forward, the heavy sword swept over his head, drawing a semicircular arc, slashing diagonally downward towards Li Ang's right waist.
Li Ang's left fist was yet to retract, his right hand still gripped the Tyrant Halberd's spear shaft, even if he pulled his right hand leftward, raising the Tyrant Halberd, the overly long spear shaft formed a pivot with the ground, insufficient to block this sword.
Retreat?
Ju Que maintained his status as a Lv23 melee specialized player, forgoing some of his stat boosts in intelligence perception.
His strength, agility, and other attributes were almost on par with Li Ang's normal state.
The two-handed great sword resembled a door panel; without using the Abyssal Magic Mirror's realm traversing effects, it was near impossible to create distance.
In a blink, Li Ang kicked forcefully against the inner side of the spear shaft angled on the ground,
the Long Spear originally pointed towards the left side of the sky, under the kick, pivoted around his right hand, its right side sharply lifted, colliding in midair with the descending two-handed Heavy Sword.
The lifting action of the Tyrant Halberd, naturally in terms of force, was surpassed by the accelerated, longer-reaching two-handed Heavy Sword.
With a resounding "clang", the two-handed great sword struck the Long Spear shaft, causing it to vibrate, the recently lifted spear handle slammed heavily into the ground, carving out a massive crater in the concrete.
Moreover, following the force deviation trend, Ju Que rotated his left wrist, altering the sword face direction, continuing to chop towards Li Ang's chest's right side without any pause, leaving no room for a breath.
The monocle on Li Ang's nose reflected the cold moonlight, akin to the glowing dragon head mask.
Confronted with the rapid and relentless pursuit, he remained unperturbed.
His right leg retreated half a step, left leg lightly following, right hand loosened the spear handle,
as the Long Spear fell freely,
he inclined his body backward, narrowly avoiding this fatal chop.
Hiss—
The faint Sword Qi adhering to the two-handed Heavy Sword quietly sliced the fabric of the neck area of his white coat, penetrating into the Mirage Dragon Red Mane Coat.
[Clean Hit!]
The system prompt sound echoed atop the city's peak, huge blue characters appeared in the sky.
The overbearing Sword Qi surprisingly pierced the defense of the Red Mane Coat, leaving just a faint trace of sword intent to etch a light red mark on Li Ang's neck.
The Origin of Life's power healed the surface skin instantaneously, the red mark dissipated.
Nonetheless, the system still counted it as a valid strike.
Step!
Having landed a strike, Ju Que did not pause his offensive, he stepped forward with his left foot, squatted with his right knee, compressed his tall frame like a pouncing tiger, sticking to the ground.
With arms robust like forged steel, he forcibly halted the sword momentum, steadying the trajectory originally drawing from left to right.
Leverage the downward body trend to suddenly change moves, piercing forward abruptly.
Unsophisticated, practical, interconnected, like a tempest, subtly remarkable despite simplicity.
This was Ju Que's sword style.
Li Ang maintained a backward leaning posture, old force exhausted, new force yet to emerge, making it extremely hard to avert this strike.
Even if not pierced by the sword tip, likely the Sword Qi on the blade would still slice the skin, scoring another point for the opponent.
Boom—
Just as the great sword approached to pierce Li Ang, he kicked the spear handle of the Tyrant Halberd yet to hit the ground with his foot.
The heavy Long Spear suddenly bounced up, striking Ju Que's wrist from below, vibrating his wrist bone and hindering the piercing force.
[Clean Hit!]
The system prompt sounded urgently, as Li Ang, who countered the score, pointed his right hand at the ground, fingertips bursting with vines supporting the ground, bouncing his figure back,
his right foot side kicked against the air wall formed by [Cloud Ascending Ladder], advancing lightly as if moving with the Snake, up close to Ju Que's injured wrist, intruding forward.
Pa.
Li Ang's hand precisely caught the descending Long Spear again, its end landing on the ground, hand gripping the middle of the spear shaft, pushing heavily forward!
The spear swept under Ju Que's arm, like surging waves, fiercely slamming into his chest.
Crack crack.
In an instant, bones fractured, energy surged,
his cloth equipment could not withstand the force of this strike, Ju Que's sight went black, his entire being as if struck by an artillery shell, flying backward.
[Critical Hit!]
The system prompt sounded indistinct, in Ju Que's vision, the starless dark sky rapidly passed by, flocks of birds shrieked, swooping down.
The situation suddenly reversed,
Ju Que coughed up blood surging from his viscera, twisting his waist vigorously in mid-air without any leverage.
Relying on an intangible sense of crisis, he waved his sword to block the thrust of Li Ang's Long Spear.
Taking advantage of the force from this thrust, his figure retreated violently again,
raising his left hand with its cracked tiger mouth in mid-air, retrieved a syringe from the backpack slot, flipped his hand to stab into his wrist, trembling fingers pushing the syringe to the limit.
The Fast-Acting First Aid Potion from Game Square acted swiftly,
a cold stream coursed through his body, immediately alleviating the intense pain of his limbs and skeleton.
Yet, Li Ang would not allow him any respite.
[Phase Boots] acceleration triggered,
from a previously placed Bluetooth speaker, rapid explosive electronic tones played, supplying magical casting materials for the long absent BGM skill.
Li Ang charged fiercely again, wielding the Long Spear with his right arm, sweeping horizontally towards the heavily descending Ju Que.
Ju Que barely changed his sword move, gripping the sword hilt with his right hand, aligning his right forearm with his forehead, sword tip pointed down,
pushing his left palm against the sword body, trying to block this strike.
No good!
Upon weapon collision, Ju Que knew there was something amiss,
The horizontal sweep of the Long Spear was a mere feint, the blade barely touching as if flighty,
Li Ang's right hand slid upwards along the spear shaft, tightening at the blade edge, astonishingly using the Long Spear as a sword blade, firmly wedging the two-handed Heavy Sword within the groove recess at the connection between the spear blade and shaft.
Swish swish swish—
Dense piercing sounds emanated from above, Ju Que didn't even need to look up knowing birds were releasing spikes.
