Chapter 638: You Don't Think I Would Kill?

He threw his swords and then finally got out from the strange sticky power. He staggered for five to six steps and then managed to stand steadily. However, he still felt as dizzy as a drunkard. He pointed at Ding Hao and roared. "What evil moves did you use?"

Ding Hao withdrew his sword, and the silver ice sword in his hand simply dissipated into the air like mist.

Clink, clink!

The two swords, which had been glued to the ice sword, fell to the ground. They stuck into the gaps between the stones on the ground; the blades were slightly shaking on their own.

"One of the 12 swordsmanship basic moves, the Nian (stickiness) Tactic. Every swordsman knows it. You call yourself an advanced swordsman... Why can't you even recognize that?" Ding Hao clasped his hands behind his back and remained calm, resembling a living long sword. His robe rustled in the wind; he looked extremely graceful, just like a senior master.

"Impossible. Anyone practicing swordsmanship knows the Nian Tactic, but it can never be this powerful. It's just a basic practicing move. How could it follow my moves which were set off by Great Grandmaster Realm Qi? Don't you try lying to me."

Master Wu's square face reddened with anger as he refuted.

"That's because you haven't seen the entire world yet." Ding Hao smiled and then had an idea.

Swoosh, swoosh.

The two swords which were stuck in the ground automatically dashed to Master Wu.

Master Wu stretched his arms to catch them.

Ding Hao moved. He struck out the moment a silver ice sword condensed in his hand once more.

Master Wu only felt that a flower made of cold light—like a lonely star at night—rushed to his face. The spreading coldness was as sharp as a fierce sword. He shouted; he struck back with a shake of his wrists, releasing a string of sword lights.

However, the cold flower exploded in the next second; just like ghosts, turning into countless shining lights.

Blooming pear flowers seemed to flow in the night sky.

"You want to see who's faster? Haha. Don't forget I have two swords." Master Wu laughed and his two phantom-like swords left a blur in the air with lightning fast speed.

Two was larger than one, so two swords had to be faster than one.

Master Wu firmly believed himself to be the final winner, as long as his opponent didn't use the evil sticky power.

Moreover, that move was about speed. He was already the fastest swordsman in Guo City; he was able to perform 108 moves in a few seconds, surpassing everyone else in the Earth Province. The strange youth actually wanted to challenge his speed; that was simply asking for humiliation.

Bearing that in mind, Master Wu instantly struck out more than a hundred times.

The swooshing sounds made by air being pierced by sword tips were constantly heard, as if two clusters of sparks had instantly exploded in his hands. Dazzling lights were shot out. The two swords started to become red and burning hot due to air friction, as though he had struck out too fast.

He was confident that he could not only block all the youth's sword lights, but also strike back in the blink of an eye.

However, something weird happened again.

The moment he struck out, the permeating sword lights rushing to his face suddenly vanished in the void, as if they had never existed.

Moreover, Ding Hao's body flashed and then he returned to his original spot like a ghost at the same time.

"Haha, what? You panicked..." Master Wu laughed as he held his two swords. He felt proud and was about to say something else. Suddenly, he felt cold between his chest and stomach. He looked down and his facial expression instantly changed, as if having just eaten a dead mouse.

It turned out that, the clothes between his chest and stomach had actually been pierced at some point; there were a lot of small holes left on them.

Every hole was as big as the tip of a needle. Just three layers of clothes had been pierced and his body remained completely fine. If he took a closer look at it, he would also be surprised to find that those holes actually formed a picture of a winged fat cat, which was extremely delicate!

Master Wu's square face instantly turned as red as pork liver.

He immediately realized that the youth had struck more than hundreds of times the moment the youth wielded his sword. The youth controlled his every move with extreme care, piercing the clothes without touching the skin. That kind of speed was already beyond the scope of his skill. He, who claimed to be the fastest swordsman in the Earth Province, had not noticed the sword movements, at all.

What was more terrifying was—the youth had been so fast yet so quiet.

Master Wu was famous for being fast. He clearly knew that the faster a strike was, the shriller the sounds of a sword piercing the air would be. Even if the sword speed surpassed that of sound, at least some sounds should have been heard at such a close distance.

But the opponent's sword actually...

As he thought of that, Master Wu felt as if he had been drenched in ice water from head to toe; he was completely depressed.

He was famous in the Earth Province for being fast, but he failed to notice the youth's striking speed.

The gap was terribly big.

At that moment, he finally started to believe that his swords weren't glued by some evil tricks cast by his opponent. Instead, it was indeed the Nian Tactic of the 12 basic moves... which meant he could never hold a handle to the youth in terms of swordsmanship.

What made Master Wu feel worse was that his opponent had not used Qi during their fight; not even once.

He had been defeated—him, who was in the Great Grandmaster Realm—by use of advanced and delicate swordsmanship.

That kind of swordsmanship was something he had never heard of, not even as an absurd rumor.

"You... I... lost... alas..." Master Wu could hardly utter a complete sentence.

That day's swordsmanship duel was definitely a heavy blow. Everything he had taken pride in had just fallen apart in front of the cyan-clad teenager. Ding Hao had easily crushed his confidence.

He had never imagined that such a level of swordsmanship existed in the world.

However, at the moment...

He really thought he had been living with tunnel vision until that day.