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Not finding Hawk in the hall, Bu instead heard a reckless grasshopper chattering beside him. His brows furrowed sharply, and he cast a fierce glance at the insolent Square-Headed, Big-Eared Man. The sharpness in his eyes was like a knife, causing anyone who made eye contact to feel a sting.
"Are you... looking for death?" Bu's voice was cold, and an overwhelming surge of energy coursed through him like a tide. The white stone floor beneath him cracked with loud creaking sounds as his energy burst forth.
With a whoosh, Bu's figure darted forward, transforming into a blur as he charged at the Square-Headed, Big-Eared Man, his hand enveloped in dark light, brimming with powerful energy.
"You dare!" Kevin roared in fury, suddenly standing up from his high seat. At that moment, the One-Eyed Middle-Aged Man Borg seemed to receive an order; his eyes flashed with fierce light as he leaped into the air, rushing towards Bu with his long sword drawn, black light spreading from it, aiming to intercept him mid-charge.
"Hmph..." Bu Leng laughed, showing no signs of retreat. He maintained his course and instantly reached the side of the Square-Headed, Big-Eared Man, striking out with one hand in a powerful blow that caused the air to tremble and explode.
"An Intermediate powerhouse..." The Square-Headed, Big-Eared Man was filled with terror as he staggered back, throwing a punch with bloodshot eyes. This punch seemed to stir the air around it, creating swirling currents that rushed forward. Despite its might, it was merely a decent low-level Combat Skill.
"Like an ant trying to stop a chariot!" Bu smiled slightly as his hand shrouded in dark light struck down hard on the incoming fist of the Square-Headed, Big-Eared Man.
Crack! The sound of breaking bones accompanied a scream akin to that of a slaughtered pig.
The arm of the Square-Headed, Big-Eared Man was directly broken by Bu's strike; bone fragments laced with blood protruded from his elbow. His once formidable punch felt like hitting a soft pillow and could not withstand Bu's Furious Cloud Palm, infused with immense energy.
After shattering his opponent's arm with one blow, Bu flipped his palm over, dark light intensifying as if forged from steel. He struck again with tremendous force.
This blow surged forth like an underwater vortex; energy formed tidal waves that created a strong pull in the air. The Square-Headed, Big-Eared Man, unable to evade in time due to the massive suction generated by Bu’s palm, was pulled back as if he had thrown himself into a trap.
With a thunderous crash, the Square-Headed, Big-Eared Man's corpulent body burst like an exploded ball, blood mixed with internal organs gushing from his mouth as he was violently slammed against the wall of the hall, leaving cracks in its surface.
The hall descended into chaos; dozens of dancers screamed in horror and fled. Among the many guests present were several at lower levels of strength who felt the violent energy radiating from Bu and witnessed the tragic fate of the Square-Headed, Big-Eared Man. They retreated in terror, completely abandoning their earlier intentions to confront Bu.
At that moment, the black Sword Aura from the One-Eyed Middle-Aged Man, Borg, who had just been blasted away by a single strike, descended like a vengeful spirit escaping from the depths of hell. The dense black Sword Aura enveloped Bu, swirling around him like wandering souls, and within this concentrated Sword Aura, energy surged with a power that surpassed Bu's own.
With his right hand resting on the hilt of the Azure Morning Sword, Bu's gaze turned icy. As his arm muscles twitched, he prepared to unleash the Ethereal Thirteen Swords to confront the threat. However, the black Sword Aura was already upon him, causing his skin to ache painfully. In the next moment, it would pierce through him completely.
Just as time seemed to slow down, before Bu could draw his Azure Morning Sword, a powerful gust of wind suddenly erupted. A thunderous explosion echoed like thunder as a tall and robust figure appeared to Bu's left side. In his hand was a massive sword that glowed with fiery brilliance, swinging down to block the menacing black Sword Aura.
"Yaheng..." Bu hesitated in his sword-drawing motion but quickly regained his composure. The Azure Dawn was drawn from its sheath, and a torrent of blue light illuminated the entire hall like crashing ocean waves.
Without any hesitation, taking advantage of Yaheng's defense against the black Sword Aura, Bu dashed forward with swift steps. The Ethereal Thirteen Swords were unleashed fiercely as he brushed past Yaheng. The energy within him surged forth, muscles tensed and bursting forth like a tightly drawn steel string suddenly released.
The air exploded with sound as overwhelming force and explosive energy shattered the ground into dust.
In a single move, four swords struck simultaneously. The blades pierced through the air at incredible speed, forming a dazzling blue light that was sharp, brilliant, and utterly unstoppable!
The battle unfolded in an instant. At the moment Borg executed his Sword Technique, Yaheng's figure loomed like a mountain, wielding the massive red sword that stood firm against all black Sword Aura.
By the time Borg reacted, Bu had already charged in with overwhelming sword energy. The blue long sword shimmered with an ethereal glow as the four swords aligned in a straight line. Before the sound of their clash could fully dissipate, their sharpness was already upon Borg.
"Black Lotus Sword Shield!" Borg's eyes narrowed. With a flick of his wrist, he spun his sword around his arm in a swift motion. The violent energy within him erupted and spread to the blade. In an instant, large black lotus flowers appeared and quickly coalesced into a half-human-sized Black Giant Lotus.
Everything happened at lightning speed; Borg's reaction was remarkably swift. Just as his Black Giant Lotus formed and before its Sword Aura could fully solidify, Bu's four swords followed closely behind and struck fiercely against this Black Giant Lotus.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Four consecutive explosions rang out in rapid succession—so fast that they seemed to merge into one deafening sound!
At the moment Bu's First Sword struck the surface of the Black Giant Lotus, the incredible weight of the Azure Morning Sword combined with this fierce impact erupted violently. The energy Sword Aura comprising the Black Giant Lotus trembled violently but did not shatter; however, three more strikes followed in quick succession like thunderbolts crashing down.
The force was too strong, and the momentum too fierce. With a loud bang, the Black Giant Lotus suddenly contracted and then exploded.
The technique was broken, and Borg let out a muffled groan as he retreated violently, his eyes filled with horror and his face pale as a ghost.
Bu's gaze was cold and sharp, maintaining his speed of impact. The Fourth Sword's residual force did not diminish as he pressed the attack without mercy.
At the same time, Yahaeng followed closely behind, holding his giant sword inverted, energy surging around him, advancing and retreating alongside Bu.
"Brent, you are simply audacious and utterly unforgivable! Uncle Hawk, please lend me your strength! Crush this person to dust!" Kevin on the high seat felt fear at Borg's retreat. Seeing Bu's relentless pursuit now made him tremble in fear, stepping back while shouting for help.
"Hawk..." Bu's pupils slightly constricted, but the sword he thrust out did not pause for even a moment. His steps were quick as he moved forward, energy circulating within him, the Sword Aura intensifying. At the same time, his Mental Power spread out to cover the Magic Scroll in his arms. If things went awry, he would activate the Storm Barrier to protect himself in time.
Seeing that Bu was still unwilling to relent and that the Sword Aura in his hand was becoming increasingly fierce, Borg suppressed a mouthful of reverse blood in his throat. Gritting his teeth, he halted his retreating figure and gripped his long sword horizontally, preparing to counterattack once more.
With a hum!
The sword energy soared into the sky, blue light dazzling! This strike from the Fourth Sword had reached its peak power. Where the sword pointed, the ground cracked and fissures spread out.
"Ah...!" At the brink of life and death, the One-Eyed Middle-Aged Man let out a roar, his face flushed red as powerful energy surged from within him. The black Sword Aura swept forth again, sweeping horizontally towards Bu's fierce strike.
With a loud clang, the already cracked ground shattered into dust under the violent energy. Amidst the swirling dust, Bu's figure trembled as he stepped back. The One-Eyed Middle-Aged Man was directly blasted away; unable to suppress his internal injuries any longer, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground.
"Ding"
"System Notification: Skill Ethereal Thirteen Swords has reached mastery level; skill effects have been enhanced."
The arm felt numb as he staggered back several steps, stomping down hard on the floor to steady himself. The Azure Morning Sword in his hand nearly slipped from his grip due to the immense recoil. However, before he could catch his breath, a System Notification Sound suddenly echoed in his mind.
"Did the Ethereal Thirteen Swords break through?" He was momentarily stunned, then filled with joy. Yet, given the current situation, it was not a good time to focus on the attribute panel, especially since the one he feared the most, Hawk, had yet to appear.
"Brent Brothers, are you alright?" After seeing him retreat several steps following an exchange with the One-Eyed Middle-Aged Man, Yahang halted his pursuit and asked with a strange expression.
"Hmm...?" He was taken aback for a moment but quickly responded with a smile, "I'm fine... just got a bit shaken up and need to catch my breath."
Seeing that he wasn't forcing himself too much, Yahang nodded in relief and said, "Brent Brothers, we shouldn't stay here long. I heard Kevin calling for help; there might be stronger opponents around. To avoid falling into danger, we should retreat."
Yahang's advice reached him, but he didn't take it to heart. The only one who posed a life-threatening risk to him here was Hawk.
Hawk was extremely loyal and only took orders from Warren Earl; no one else could command him.
He recalled how Hawk had acted against him before when Wendy had pleaded for his life, but Hawk showed no mercy and only stopped after Warren Earl intervened.
"Even though Kevin is the young master of the Aldra Family, he can't easily command Hawk to serve him. And even if he could give orders to Hawk, it's likely that under Warren Earl's instructions, Hawk wouldn't recklessly strike me down." After considering this repeatedly, he felt that the situation wasn't as dire as he had imagined. Moreover, he had prepared many trump cards for this visit and believed that preserving his life wouldn't be difficult.
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