Chương 195: War God’s — Chapter 196 - Who Said I Only Know This One Move?

The white-haired girl frowned slightly.

"Master, how can this be? I haven't even gone on stage. How can I do something like this?"

"You are both my disciples. Nothing is off-limits." Chiba Sato shook his head.

"You must ensure your brother wins. Only then will you have the chance to face that taboo talent."

"What I mean is, you're merely a fallback measure." He paused.

"This kid's combat experience is far too rich. Extremely cunning. I'm worried your brother will be outmaneuvered by him."

"In summary, if you sense something is off, just give a reminder."

"At the critical moment, directly use 'Dual Soul Symbiosis'!" Chiba Reiou froze, looking at her master, who was also her grandfather. For a moment, she bit her lip lightly and remained silent.

"Don't worry, little sister."

"I can handle this alone." Chiba Ryuzaki smiled faintly and walked out confidently.

"In this kind of arena duel, your brother won't need you to assist from outside the stage." He arrived on the platform. Chiba Ryuzaki looked at Wang Xian before him and cupped his hands.

"Wang-jun, although you saved me last time, the path of martial arts has nothing to do with that."

"I believe that only by giving my all can I show you true respect!"

"Therefore, next..." His expression grew solemn.

"You must be careful!" Wang Xian nodded slightly. He had actually been worried that Chiba Ryuzaki might hold back because of being saved by him. That would truly be boring. Off the stage, countless eyes watched intently. The grandmasters who had come to this grand banquet, the strongest were from three factions: North Bear, Great Eagle, and East Sakura. Likewise, their disciples were the most formidable. If he could defeat them, then the remaining grandmaster disciples would be nothing.

In other words, as long as he defeated these two, this Grandmaster Grand Banquet could be considered settled. Only... was it possible? No one knew. The countdown reappeared from the protective barrier above the Ten Thousand Stars Platform. Wang Xian lightly brushed the edge of Froststain with his fingertip. Chiba Ryuzaki gripped the hilt at his waist. As the final number vanished, the two struck almost simultaneously. A phantom silhouette abruptly emerged from Chiba Ryuzaki's body.

The phantom held a katana, clad in armor, with the momentum to cleave the heavens. This was precisely his martial talent: Unrivaled Shadow Soul. An ancient and profound talent, connected to a warrior's spirit. When the Shadow Soul possessed him, his mental power surged, entering a special combat state. His five senses instantly elevated to a terrifying degree. A purely combat-oriented talent. It directly granted the warrior the most fearsome combat intuition.

He had relied on this talent to break the second illusion chamber trial of the Sky Martial Preliminary Exam. No flashy, gaudy talent abilities. Only pure combat enhancement. Under the Shadow Soul's blessing, the moment he drew his blade, several eerie, serpentine blade gleams shot forth, as if to devour souls and seize spirits, sweeping in like an invitation to the Yellow Springs burial ground.

"Yellow Springs Eight Cuts."

"The blade strikes, severing soul and spirit..."

"Derived and modified by East Sakura warriors from the foundational martial art Eight-Cut Blade. Among its techniques, it also incorporates illusion arts, Shadow Stream secret arts, and martial techniques mimicking the spatial displacement of the alien beast 'Void-Eroding Serpent.'""The blade emerges like an underworld river surging forth. The edge passes like a hundred demons parading at night."

"An advanced blade technique in no way inferior to the Phantom Sword Art." As an opponent on the same tier as Kallen, with a talent like Shadow Soul, Chiba Ryuzaki was clearly more difficult to deal with. The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. Because with this level of combat talent enhancement, relying solely on Sword Trace Nine Flashes would be insufficient to defeat the opponent.

Let alone the fact that in terms of raw stats, Chiba Ryuzaki, who had also unlocked three genetic locks, was only stronger than Kallen, not weaker. As grandmaster disciples, whether Kallen or Chiba Ryuzaki, even if they only possessed the ten-thousand life force of early fourth realm, when they burst forth, they were in no way inferior to a peak fourth-realm warrior. Moreover, this blade technique had reached peak mastery in Chiba Ryuzaki's hands. Wang Xian evaded several blade gleams in succession.

Sword Trace Nine Flashes struck empty one after another, yet each was directly intercepted by Chiba Ryuzaki in his terrifying combat state.

"The shadow has not moved, but the blade has already arrived. Yellow Springs Gate Opens!" The moment the ninth sword move passed, Chiba Ryuzaki immediately counterattacked. Before his blade gleam arrived, his figure had already melded into the shadows. From a bizarre angle, he slashed out three intersecting blade scars. This was precisely the first form of the Yellow Springs Eight Cuts: Ghost Sight Cut. The ghost gate opens. These three intersecting blade scars were the prelude to opening the Yellow Springs.

Wang Xian trod the Star Trace Step, his figure shifting unpredictably through space, his sword aura like a rainbow, leaving one sword trace afterimage after another in the void. Dodging continuously. At this moment, Sword Trace Nine Flashes had shifted entirely from offense to defense. Under Chiba Ryuzaki's blade gleams, he had completely fallen into a passive stance. This scene drew a sharp breath from everyone present.

Compared to the previous two matches, this one allowed many students to most directly experience the terror of grandmaster disciples.

"Peak mastery martial arts. Superior martial schools."

"Matching footwork. Martial arts interwoven with peculiar East Sakura secret skills."

"Perfect talent. Pure combat aesthetics."

"No weaknesses whatsoever." Among those present, especially the fourth-realm senior students, watched with eyes filled with extreme gravity. This was the true strength of grandmaster disciples. Even if they went up themselves, they likely couldn't match Wang Xian and would be defeated within a few dozen moves. Because the footwork Wang Xian was currently displaying, they couldn't even comprehend it.

And even Wang Xian could only defend so passively, as if a lone boat adrift on a vast ocean, liable to capsize at any moment. If even footwork couldn't compare, how long could they last if they went up? This was with him possessing the improved Sword Trace Nine Flashes. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't even have the strength to retaliate. Principal Song's side, seeing this scene, was not surprised either. For Wang Xian to hold on until this match was already heaven-defying enough.

If he lost this match and Ye Miyue took the stage next, at least in terms of overall victory or defeat, their Tiandu University could accept the outcome.

"This Chiba Ryuzaki is an East Sakura warrior who came to our Dragon Nation under the 'International Military Martial Plan.'""He has studied in our Dragon Nation for a year, and his strength has grown greatly recently..." Principal Song sighed with emotion.

"Compared to Kallen, Chiba Ryuzaki has practically no flaws. He's too perfect in every aspect. And on top of that, Sword Trace Nine Flashes has already been thoroughly figured out by several grandmasters."

"To still be fighting a fourth-realm grandmaster disciple to this extent right now..." Beside him, Luo Cihan remained silent. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Ye Miyue and saw the girl looking utterly tense. Heh. Finally worried, huh? Watching the figure on the platform, constantly dodging, Luo Cihan nodded slightly. He's done enough. Losing wouldn't be shameful. Suddenly, she seemed to notice something.

"Huh... This is..." She froze abruptly.

"The Sixth Cut: Sea of Suffering Chaos!" Splashing blade gleams from Chiba Ryuzaki's katana formed a massive blade-light storm, continuously devouring Wang Xian's dodging space. One sword trace after another kept vanishing into the void. Each one was a mark of Wang Xian repeatedly using Sword Trace Nine Flashes to parry and evade. Unknowingly, Wang Xian had retreated to the edge of the arena.

"Wang Xian, you only know this one move, Sword Trace Nine Flashes, and your parrying is already extremely strained."

"And with my final cut, you'd best be ready to receive it!" Chiba Ryuzaki's katana returned to the sheath at his waist. His entire being gathered momentum, then drew the blade, preparing to execute the final move of Yellow Springs Eight Cuts and end the battle. Just at that moment, Wang Xian, at the edge of the arena, smiled.

"Who said I only know this one move?" Chiba Ryuzaki's hand on the blade hilt paused slightly. Suddenly, an extremely dangerous premonition surged from the depths of his heart. This was the omen brought by his little sister's Dual Soul Symbiosis. His figure retreated violently. He stared in horror at Wang Xian, who was clearly already at the arena's edge. What was going on? Where did this sense of danger come from? For a moment, even countless pairs of eyes were stunned. What the hell, you were about to win?

Why retreat? Throwing the match? Only a few grandmasters suddenly stiffened, as if sensing something.

"The second move of Phantom Sword Art!"

"Phantom Thousandfold!" Wang Xian closed his eyes, raising the longsword in his hand. The blade's cry pierced the sky. In that instant, countless sword phantoms began appearing in the void. Dense and endless. Surging boundlessly. Chiba Ryuzaki's eyelids twitched frantically. Wait. When had these sword phantoms appeared? He knew of the Phantom Sword Art's second move, Phantom Thousandfold. This move required continuously stacking sword phantoms. The more stacked, the stronger the power.

But even if he knew it, he would never have given him the chance to execute it.

'No... It was just now... It was while he was constantly dodging just now...'

'The condition for these sword phantoms to appear... is the continuous execution of Sword Trace Nine Flashes...'

'He used that footwork to perform Sword Trace Nine Flashes, all the while leaving traceless sword phantoms in space...' Those dense, countless sword phantoms were like a meticulously woven spiderweb, poised to devour the prey caught within. Chiba Ryuzaki's scalp went numb.

"Impossible. I still have a chance!"

"Phantom Thousandfold requires him to enter each sword phantom in sequence, and for the sword phantoms to converge upon him, before it can erupt with its most terrifying power! He's clearly just learned it recently... He can't achieve instantaneous sword-phantom integration!"

"Then, before that happens, I only need to..." Chiba Ryuzaki let out a low shout, fiercely gripping his katana and slashing out.

"Yellow Springs Funeral!" The blade gleam transformed into the massive phantom of a Void-Eroding Serpent. Wherever the serpent's head passed, space instantly collapsed.

"Break for me!" Sword phantoms were continuously devoured by the blade gleam. Seeing this, Chiba Ryuzaki's face lit up with joy. However, Wang Xian did not charge forward. And the sword phantoms began to writhe.

"Sorry. Actually, this is the third move." Wang Xian's figure instantly vanished into space. The countless sword phantoms in the void, at this moment, like soldiers receiving a command, surged toward Chiba Ryuzaki in overwhelming waves. Forming a boundless killing array. This was the final move of the Phantom Sword Art.

"Phantom Sword Art: Sword Prison Shadow Kill!" The phantom swordsman who had vanished into space became the sole sovereign within this killing array. And when the boundless sword phantoms disappeared, a glint of cold light, like a hat trick, reappeared at Chiba Ryuzaki's neck once more.

"You've lost." ➤ Next: Eastern Sakura Girl, A Mental Contest?