The existence of both Prison God Sirius’ Tome and Star God’s Broken Shadow perfectly offsetted the two major flaws of the heavy sword, and also made Yun Che the person most suitable to use the heavy sword. In comparison, the powerful arm strength bestowed by the Great Way of the Buddha was actually secondary… because as long as one’s profound strength level was high enough, no matter how heavy it was, they could still pick up a heavy sword. However, the heavy sword mastery’s difficulty level, as well as the burden of the weight itself, was not something that profound strength could interfere with by any means.
And since these two major flaws were no longer there, then the power that the heavy sword released was one in which other weapons would never be able to reach. Its power was violent enough to make both ghosts and gods shiver.
The heavy sword did not have a sharp tip. With its great swings and body, each strike shattered a few, or even a dozen different lines of frenzied yet dazzling sword light. The profound energy barrier shook violently. The windstorm conjured by the heavy sword brought about an unceasingly long tornado in the center of the Sword Discourse Arena. The gullies and cracks beneath their feet grew aplenty. The smashed pieces of the broken arena were lifted up by the windstorm, shooting out in all directions like arrows and darts.
It was not known how many times the heavy sword had been swung, and it was also not know how many orange yellow sword lights had been smashed apart, but under Ling Jie’s shocking speed, not a single corner of his clothes had been touched.
It appeared as if the two were in deadlock. Even though Ling Jie appeared to be on the offense, he was actually constantly complaining in his head. In his eyes, the speed at which Yun Che swung his heavy sword was not that quick. The time he took to swing once, was enough for him to swing a dozen or so times. But even these dozen strikes, could be completely thwarted by one strike from Yun Che. The power from Yun Che’s one offensive strike could only be cancelled by a dozen of his… which he could only do after rapidly retreating back a certain distance. If he had not moved away from his original spot during his counterattack, he wasn’t completely certain that he could block it… even when he was wielding the Celestial Yang Sword.
Every time he thought that he had at last seized an opening, what pierced was always Yun Che’s afterimage, and Yun Che’s subsequent counterattack would always make him feel that he was surrounded by danger.
He definitely did not dare to directly attack Yun Che. If it was a head-on collision, even though he was confident that he would poke a hole through Yun Che, if he was touched by Yun Che’s strike, losing half his life would be considered as getting off lightly.
In the past, whenever he could get close to an opponent, Ling Jie’s sword was usually able to easily force his opponent into checkmate. But right now, Yun Che was like a demon god that could not be neared. It made Ling Jie’s attacks appear uninhibited and dazzling on the surface, but the truth was that he felt extremely bound up and was startled with every single attack he made.
การดำรงอยู่ของคุกพระ Sirius ประเทศและดาวพระเสียเงา offsetted อย่างสมบูรณ์แบบทั้งสองหลักของดาบหนัก และยัง ทำ Che ยุนบุคคลที่เหมาะสมที่สุดในการใช้ดาบหนัก ในการเปรียบเทียบ แรงแขนอันทรงพลังที่สมควรนำ โดยวิธีการที่ดีของพระพุทธเจ้าเป็นรองจริง...เพราะตราบใดที่เป็นลึกซึ้ง ระดับความแข็งที่สูง ว่าความหนักมันเป็น พวกเขายังคงสามารถรับดาบหนัก อย่างไรก็ตาม ระดับของความชำนาญดาบหนักยาก เป็นภาระของน้ำหนักตัวเอง ไม่สิ่งที่ลึกซึ้งแรงอาจรบกวนการและเนื่องจากข้อบกพร่องเหล่านี้สำคัญสองมีไม่ แล้วพลังที่ออกดาบหนักหนึ่งที่อาวุธอื่น ๆ จะไม่สามารถเข้าถึง พลังงานมีความรุนแรงพอที่จะทำให้ผีและเทพเจ้า shiverดาบหนักไม่มีคำคม มีชิงช้าที่ดีและร่างกาย แต่ละตีแตกกี่ หรือแม้แต่โหลบรรทัดต่าง ๆ ของบ้าคลั่งยัง พราวแสงดาบ อุปสรรคพลังงานลึกซึ้งจับโหง วาตภัยเป็นต้นการวิงวอน โดยนำเกี่ยวกับทอร์นาโดยาวอย่างต่อเนื่องของเวทีวาทกรรมดาบดาบหนัก ลำห้วยจากและรอยแตกใต้เท้าของพวกเขาเติบโตมากมาย ชิ้นส่วนถูกทุบของเวทีเสียถูกยกขึ้นจากวาตภัยเป็นต้น ซึ่งยิงออกในทุกทิศทางเช่นลูกศรและปาเป้าIt was not known how many times the heavy sword had been swung, and it was also not know how many orange yellow sword lights had been smashed apart, but under Ling Jie’s shocking speed, not a single corner of his clothes had been touched.It appeared as if the two were in deadlock. Even though Ling Jie appeared to be on the offense, he was actually constantly complaining in his head. In his eyes, the speed at which Yun Che swung his heavy sword was not that quick. The time he took to swing once, was enough for him to swing a dozen or so times. But even these dozen strikes, could be completely thwarted by one strike from Yun Che. The power from Yun Che’s one offensive strike could only be cancelled by a dozen of his… which he could only do after rapidly retreating back a certain distance. If he had not moved away from his original spot during his counterattack, he wasn’t completely certain that he could block it… even when he was wielding the Celestial Yang Sword.Every time he thought that he had at last seized an opening, what pierced was always Yun Che’s afterimage, and Yun Che’s subsequent counterattack would always make him feel that he was surrounded by danger.He definitely did not dare to directly attack Yun Che. If it was a head-on collision, even though he was confident that he would poke a hole through Yun Che, if he was touched by Yun Che’s strike, losing half his life would be considered as getting off lightly.
In the past, whenever he could get close to an opponent, Ling Jie’s sword was usually able to easily force his opponent into checkmate. But right now, Yun Che was like a demon god that could not be neared. It made Ling Jie’s attacks appear uninhibited and dazzling on the surface, but the truth was that he felt extremely bound up and was startled with every single attack he made.
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