Chapter 2284 - 2277: Battle with Yan Zhiruo
Before summoning the Battle Spirit, Yan Zhiruo had barely reached the Hermit-level, but after summoning the Battle Spirit, Yan Zhiruo’s combat power could already match Wang Dadong.
"Do I have the strength to kill you now?" Yan Zhiruo struck successfully and sneered, seemingly not planning to resolve Wang Dadong so quickly.
Wang Dadong grinned, snorting, "Then let’s see!"
Wang Dadong’s speed was also incredibly fast, like a flash of lightning, his body appearing next to Yan Zhiruo in an instant, with the Fighting Sword slicing toward Yan Zhiruo’s white neck.
Clang!
Yan Zhiruo’s reaction speed was astonishing, managing to block this move.
Fighting Sword and katana clashed frequently, sparks flying.
Their speeds were too fast, beyond the limit of what an ordinary person’s eyes could perceive. If an ordinary person were to watch the battle, they would find that the entire room was filled only with flashes of blades and swords, along with that piercing metallic clash, making it impossible to see the people.
During the battle, Yan Zhiruo switched through various Martial Spirits, some excelling in speed, some in strength, some capable of spraying flames, and some able to summon lightning.
The variety was truly bizarre and the uses endless.
This was an entirely new way of fighting, one that Wang Dadong was seeing for the first time.
However, although Wang Dadong’s cultivation was at the Hidden World High-level, his actual combat power was able to touch the threshold of the Supreme Level, so his strength could naturally pressure Yan Zhiruo.
"One Blade Flow: Certain Hit!" Yan Zhiruo gritted Silver Fang, and the katana in her hand suddenly shone with a brilliant light.
Wang Dadong knew Yan Zhiruo must be using some powerful martial technique, so he immediately moved explosively to avoid her.
Yan Zhiruo did not pursue but simply waved the katana in her hand, and a not-so-thick Sword Qi shot out.
Puff!
Blood splattered, and a foot-long wound appeared on Wang Dadong’s chest.
Wang Dadong immediately used Inner Strength to evaporate the blood; he dared not let Yan Zhiruo obtain his blood.
"It’s useless, my One Blade Flow will inevitably hit the target as long as it’s executed." Yan Zhiruo finished speaking and raised her katana again.
The blade flashed once more, and Wang Dadong’s arm was cut again.
Just as Yan Zhiruo said, the Sword Qi seemed to have eyes, making it impossible to dodge.
Wang Dadong continued using Inner Strength to evaporate the blood, quickly healing the wound, not giving Yan Zhiruo the chance to control him.
This was definitely a terrifying martial technique, as long as the blade was swung, it would inevitably strike the target, with extraordinary power. If Wang Dadong were not of the Sacred Body and did not have the Vajra Invincible Body, this Sword Qi could probably cut him in half!
"Can’t avoid it, huh? Then I won’t! After taking so many of your blades, let’s see if you can handle one of mine, Sword Path!"
Wang Dadong used the Twelve Divine Swords Technique.
The Fighting Sword disappeared from Wang Dadong’s hand, hidden in the Void.
In the next moment, the Radiant White Light Sword appeared above Yan Zhiruo’s head and slashed down at her.
"One Blade Flow!"
The blade flashed again, and the Fighting Sword was shattered.
Wang Dadong was dumbfounded, not expecting Yan Zhiruo’s One Blade Flow to be used not only on people but also on martial techniques, an invincible skill.
Otherwise, Yan Zhiruo wouldn’t have been able to dodge the attack of the Sword Path.
"No way, when I catch this big beauty later, I must ask her how she mastered this skill." Wang Dadong smiled; since Sword Path didn’t work, it was time to switch to another sword technique.
"Character-Proximity Secret!"
Wang Dadong shouted lowly, and fan-shaped Sword Qi, like flames, slashed toward Yan Zhiruo.
Though the power of the Character-Proximity Secret was not as strong as the Sword Path, it won by having a large attack range,
Such a martial technique was something Yan Zhiruo could no longer block with One Blade Flow, but she immediately summoned a defensive Battle Spirit, the Ironclad Knight Martial Spirit.
"Can it defend?" Wang Dadong grinned, unleashing the Combat Character Sword Formula.
The Golden Lotus bloomed, buzzing and rotating, a myriad of Sword Qi fell like a waterfall, enveloping Yan Zhiruo like a meat grinder.
Beautiful, yet deadly.
How could the Combat Character Technique be resisted by Yan Zhiruo? The Sword Qi Lotus Platform quickly broke through the defense of the Ironclad Knight Martial Spirit.
Puff!
Yan Zhiruo’s body was flung back, slamming hard into the plane’s cabin wall, her clothes becoming strips of cloth.
But it must be said, the strength of the Ironclad Knight Martial Spirit was formidable, withstanding the Combat Character Technique.
Wang Dadong flashed over in front of Yan Zhiruo, the Fighting Sword horizontally under her neck.
But Wang Dadong did not kill Yan Zhiruo, he put away the Fighting Sword.
"You’re not going to kill me?" A trace of confusion flashed across Yan Zhiruo’s pale face.
"I killed your daughter, you’re here for revenge, it’s only natural, and you haven’t harmed my friends, which shows you aren’t inherently bad."
Indeed, Yan Zhiruo wasn’t such a bad woman.
Yan Zhiruo said resentfully, "You’d better kill me, because as long as I live, I will definitely come to kill you."
Wang Dadong smiled faintly, "If I was afraid of you coming to kill me, I wouldn’t let you go."
"You will regret it."
"Who knows, when we reach Jiangdu, you can go." Wang Dadong waved his hand indifferently.
"No need!"
After saying this, Yan Zhiruo left.
A moment later, there was the sound of the cabin door opening, and Wang Dadong shook his head helplessly, "This woman is quite stubborn."
However, given Yan Zhiruo’s cultivation, even jumping out of the plane wouldn’t be an issue.
"Brother Dong, I just heard a noise, did something happen?"
Wang Dadong’s face twitched, "Nothing, just practicing swordsmanship for a while."
The plane flew for two hours, arriving at Jiangdu City.
Hao Wentao came to greet them personally.
"You all have worked hard." Hao Wentao walked over, full of joy.
Wang Dadong glanced at Hao Wentao’s crotch, smirking, "Old Hao, it seems like the formula I gave you last time has a problem."
Last time, to help Hao Wentao enhance a man’s combat power, Wang Dadong not only gave Hao Wentao acupuncture but also provided him with a formula to boost his ability.
Hao Wentao was taken aback, "No way? I feel great, the size and endurance have greatly improved."
Wang Dadong shook his head, saying, "Don’t believe me? Let me ask you, do you feel swollen after, you know, each time? It just doesn’t go soft?"
"What? How do you know?" Hao Wentao, being caught on the spot, suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
It was well known that after a man finishes, he must go through a fatigue process to get back to his prime again. But several times, after Hao Wentao finished, even after half an hour, the thing still showed no intention of going soft.
"There’s nothing this godly doctor doesn’t know." Wang Dadong said proudly.
Hao Wentao swallowed, that thing is a man’s lifeblood, if it gets damaged, it would be more unbearable than being killed, he immediately asked, "So, what should I do?"
"Don’t worry, your situation is not serious yet, just need to apply my secret medicinal powder for a month, and it’ll eliminate the problem completely."