Urban Most Awesome Dad-Chapter 781
Chapter 781: Chapter 780: The Battle Spirit of the Divine Gate_1 Chapter 781: Chapter 780: The Battle Spirit of the Divine Gate_1 Those who have played online games know that when a mage-class player engages in PK, starting off with a flashy ultimate move is suicidal because such moves require a long time to cast.
Therefore, you have to first deploy some less powerful spells to buy time, then create some distance, and unleash the big spells to kill in one strike!
Wang Junde, being a powerful fighter of his caliber, naturally knew his strengths and weaknesses.
The Young Master of the Sect had very rich combat experience!
Bu Zhiwen was not foolish, of course; before the challenge, he naturally sought to understand his opponent’s strength and abilities.
All of this was within his expectations.
As the Giant Bear, Lone Wolf, and Cheetah were about to pounce, Bu Zhiwen remained unhurried and composed.
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Just as they were about to land in front of him, suddenly a longsword, emanating a faint blue light, appeared in his hand.
The mighty beasts’ speed instantly slowed down as if time had stopped—or perhaps it was that the sword was too fast.
“Swish, swish, swish!”
All everyone saw was three flashes of blue sword light streaking across the bodies of the fierce beasts.
Then a rumble sounded as the formidable beasts were instantly torn to pieces by the Sword Qi, as if they were made of paper.
With a light breeze, the pieces scattered with the wind!
With a light touch, Bu Zhiwen effortlessly countered Wang Junde’s offense, holding his longsword and moving towards Wang Junde with an extremely graceful posture.
Seeing this, Wang Junde did not panic; instead, he accelerated the pace of the incantations he was whispering.
The few dozen meters of safe distance vanished in an instant!
In the blink of an eye, Bu Zhiwen appeared in front of Wang Junde, a slight smile playing on his lips, and with a slight raise of his hand, the tip of the faint blue sword pointed straight at Wang Junde’s shoulder.
It was only a friendly match, so why resort to lethal force?
Everyone got a shock from this sudden scene and cried out in alarm!
“My god!
My god, my god, am I seeing things?
Wang Junde is actually losing?
With just one move?
Again, just one move!”
“Bu Zhiwen’s mastery of swordplay is high; otherwise, how could he possibly defeat Xinfeng with a single strike?
You really think the twenty-ninth ranked Xinfeng is a pushover?
Plus, haven’t you heard that among your generation, his swordplay is comparable to Li Tianfan of the Shu Mountain Sect and not at all inferior to Shen Jianting, nicknamed the Little Sword Saint?
So, there’s no shame in losing to Bu Zhiwen!”
“Tsk!
You’re underestimating Wang Junde too much; he is the Young Master of the Yuling Sect.
He can’t possibly lose like this!”
“…..”
Indeed, just as Bu Zhiwen’s longsword was about to pierce Wang Junde’s shoulder, two towering figures inexplicably appeared between them, with one of the figures directly knocking Bu Zhiwen’s longsword away!
Bu Zhiwen seemed to have anticipated this; he lightly tapped his toes and retreated several steps backward to regroup and look for another opportunity to attack!
The two imposing figures stood in front of Wang Junde.
Both towering over two and a half meters tall, clad in black armor that seemed capable of resisting thousands of troops.
With a bright red dot on their foreheads, their expressions were vacant, utterly lifeless!
One on the left and one on the right, each holding a weapon—a mace in the right hand and a Long Spear propped against the left shoulder for one, a sectioned whip in the left hand and a broadsword in the right for the other.
The chilling winds howled, yet their presence was extraordinary!
Who else could they be but the figures of Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong, the Gatekeepers?
It was “Qin Qiong” who had just knocked away Bu Zhiwen’s longsword.
Bu Zhiwen frowned slightly; the smile that had graced his lips disappeared, and he said with some gravity, “Gatekeeper battle spirits?”
“You know good stuff when you see it!” Wang Junde snorted proudly, his aura swelling greatly, and exclaimed loudly, “Bu Zhiwen, to be defeated by my Yuling Sect’s battle spirits is an honor for you!”
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“It’s time to end this!”
As soon as the words were spoken, Wang Junde gave the command, and the two mighty Yuling Sect battle spirits, one to the left and one to the right, attacked Bu Zhiwen.
Many in the arena had never seen Yuling Sect battle spirits; even in the Yuling Sect, this was high-level Paper-cutting Spirit Enchantment.
Even someone with talent as brilliant as Wang Junde had only recently managed to complete it, and it wasn’t on the same level as wild beasts.
This was one of Wang Junde’s biggest trump cards for challenging those ranked within the top twenty!
Did you think that was all?
You underestimate Wang Junde.
Out of nowhere, he pulled out a uniquely crafted fan, fiddled with it twice in his hand, and started attacking Bu Zhiwen as well.
Clearly feeling the challenge from Bu Zhiwen’s formidable abilities, Wang Junde doubted that even with the two mighty Yuling Sect battle spirits he had a hundred percent assurance of victory, so he decided to get involved personally!
Although Wang Junde mainly practiced Paper-cutting Spirit Enchantment, he had also learned Martial Arts Techniques, and he wasn’t passive when closing in on a strong enemy!
Among these techniques, the most powerful one was the fire-based sixth-grade martial art known as the Tianzheng Driving Fire Fan!
“Good!”
Seeing this, Bu Zhiwen was not only unafraid but actually took the initiative to meet them head-on.
He fiercely fought the two mighty Yuling Sect battle spirits while also guarding against Wang Junde’s occasional sneak attacks.
The battle became a deadlock.
The Yuling Sect battle spirits were ferociously strong, their most important trait being their indifference to pain and immense strength.
No matter how long they fought, they never tired.
Combined with Wang Junde’s sporadic sneak attacks, one could only fight defensively, constantly wearing down, until finally exhausted and defeated.
If Wang Junde’s opponent had been someone else, maybe things would have gone smoothly for him.
But Bu Zhiwen was no ordinary person; his swordsmanship was incredibly unpredictable, with no discernible pattern, and as he wielded his sword, tiny ice crystals formed around him.
Not only did the temperature drop, but the slowing effect was potent and troublesome.
Both sides felt stifled and frustrated.
Wang Junde cultivated fire and Bu Zhiwen ice; they restrained each other and couldn’t unleash their true strengths, making their fight visually stunning and exciting to watch!
The “clang and bang” of their clash was somewhat disconcerting to the ears of the onlookers.
The fierce collision of the pale blue glow and the dazzling red light was intense.
As the contenders on the platform fought indeterminably, the spectators below watched with great interest, occasionally remarking like expert commentators!
“Daddy, they are fighting so fiercely~” Tongtong cuddled in Xu Fan’s embrace, her clear eyes filled with curiosity!
