C219 No Life Sword(2)

Everyone was puzzled as they watched Woo Zhengyang draw out a long black sword.

"Isn't that the sword he was holding the other day? So, the Liu family didn't manage to trick him out of it."

"That sword looks like, at most, a treasure. Even if the Autumn Water Sword is damaged, he shouldn't switch swords! One strike, and this sword will be destroyed!"

Woo Zhengyang was unaware of their concerns, nor did he need to be. The sword he held was the No Life Sword. On that day, he clung to it tightly, and since the Liu family didn't know its true nature, they didn't try to take it from him. After leaving No Life City, even if the No Life Sword was not on him, there was no risk of the deadly essence entering his body.

So, upon waking, Woo Zhengyang stored the No Life Sword in his Hidden Heaven Bag. With the Autumn Water Sword damaged, his first thought was to use the No Life Sword. Although it had a sinister aura, it was comparable to a top-tier spiritual weapon, perfect for countering the Liu patriarch's exceptional blade.

"Clang..."

The clash of sword and blade surprised everyone. Woo Zhengyang hadn't even had the chance to channel much energy into the sword, yet the seemingly ordinary black sword blocked the patriarch's long blade.

"A treasure! This sword must be a treasure Woo Zhengyang brought out from that ancient cave!"

"No wonder he held onto it so tightly that day. Looks like both the Liu family and all of us misjudged it..."

People were talking.

Patriarch Liu noticed Woo Zhengyang drawing the No Life Sword and effortlessly blocking his own Flaming Blade, which piqued his interest. Hearing the crowd's chatter, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Even if it's a treasure, it's wasted in your hands. It belongs to me!" Patriarch Liu sneered.

After a few exchanges, he had gauged Woo Zhengyang's true combat strength, which wasn't as formidable as he had imagined. He was now supremely confident of his victory.

"Let's see if you've got what it takes!" Woo Zhengyang declared, raising the No Life Sword and launching the first attack.

"Ink Night Sword Washing Arts, First Move: Conceal the Sword in the Night!"

This was Woo Zhengyang's only sword skill, and his final one. If it couldn't produce the desired effect under the power of the No Life Sword, he would be certain that he couldn't defeat Patriarch Liu tonight.

In fact, Woo Zhengyang's chances of escape would be slim. At that point, his only option would be to retreat to the Ice Crystal Fire Hall and quickly push towards the Martial Master Stage.

As for whether exposing the Ice Crystal Fire Hall would bring greater disaster, Woo Zhengyang couldn't afford to worry about that now.

The No Life Sword, an ancient weapon, might lack the water attributes of the Autumn Water Sword, but its compatibility with the Nine Nether Ice Power within Woo Zhengyang was not weak at all.

With full force, Woo Zhengyang summoned all the Nine Nether Ice Power within him, merging it into this sword skill.

With a single slash, Woo Zhengyang's sword seemed to scatter into snowflakes, creating an illusion filled with hidden danger. Patriarch Liu, though momentarily affected by the illusion, quickly regained his composure thanks to his seasoned battle experience, having faced this attack before.

This was Woo Zhengyang's only chance.

Desperately, Woo Zhengyang aimed to strike Patriarch Liu first. Even if it meant getting injured himself, he hoped to land a decisive blow. But he couldn't seize the moment.

Patriarch Liu opted for a cautious approach, gripping his sword with one hand on the hilt and the other on the blade, positioning the fiery sword above him as a shield.

"Thud..."

Woo Zhengyang's sword struck the blade of Patriarch Liu's weapon with no way to avoid it. Despite his best efforts, Woo Zhengyang's skills were limited by his current level. Without the illusion's effectiveness, even wielding the No Life Sword, he couldn't break through the No Life Patriarch's defense.

The impact drove the No Life Patriarch's feet slightly into the ground, while Woo Zhengyang was once again forced back.

"Haha... I must admit, your sword technique is quite peculiar, but I have the upper hand now. Why should I risk a head-on clash? Even if I let you attack, you'll tire out first. Kid, give up! You've got some valuable things on you that might just help me break through to the Shape Gathering Stage!"

Patriarch Liu laughed heartily, as if he could already see the dawn of victory. The spectators had also noticed that Woo Zhengyang's martial technique seemed to consist of just one move. If caught off guard, even a Middle Rank Martial Master could be easily defeated by it. However, if one was prepared, its power was quite ordinary.

Using the same move twice in a battle was generally inadvisable, yet Woo Zhengyang did so, indicating he was nearing his limits. Those who had been confident in Woo Zhengyang now found their faith wavering. Some even exchanged glances, contemplating whether to take advantage of the chaos.

Defeating the Liu family would benefit all these families, and taking down Woo Zhengyang could mean acquiring the treasures he possessed—a significant opportunity. The atmosphere in the arena grew tense, with many quietly exchanging messages...

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