Unrestricted Dao Lord

"I hear you’ve mastered an Unparalleled Swordsmanship. What a coincidence. I’ve mastered an Unparalleled Saber Technique myself, called the ’Abi Hell Blade’..."

Bai Junze slowly gripped the hilt of his saber.

The moment he gripped the hilt, his aura instantly transformed.

BOOM.

It was as if a layer of blood-colored flame suddenly erupted from Bai Junze’s body.

Of course, it wasn’t real blood-colored flame.

It was merely the sensation everyone felt.

This was Qi Blood, condensed to its absolute limit.

"At least six hundred eighty threads of Qi Blood... Bai Junze has actually cultivated his Qi Blood to this extent?"

Many Outer Disciples were shocked.

Six hundred eighty threads!

Many Unparalleled Cultivation Techniques, once mastered to Perfection, could theoretically produce over five hundred threads of Qi Blood.

But that was only in theory.

In reality, achieving Perfection in an Unparalleled Cultivation Technique was extremely difficult.

Many people failed to cultivate an Unparalleled Cultivation Technique to Perfection; cultivating close to five hundred threads of Qi Blood was already considered a great achievement.

Let alone surpassing five hundred threads.

No wonder Bai Junze had laid low for so many years. His goal was to fight that "freak" ranked first in the Outer Sect once more.

Unfortunately, Bai Junze never got his rematch with the "freak." Instead, he found himself on the Life and Death Arena with Zhang Su.

SWISH.

Bai Junze drew his saber.

The Abi Hell Blade, cloaked in a chilling, blood-red gleam, slashed toward Zhang Su like a demon from hell.

Zhang Su seemed to be "locked" in place.

There was no escape.

A sense of fear even began to well up within him.

This was the Abi Hell Blade, an Unparalleled Saber Technique. Not only was it powerful, but it also shook one’s spirit.

Among Martial Techniques at the Qi Blood Realm level, few could affect the mind.

The Abi Hell Blade was one of them.

Even with Zhang Su’s firm will, at this moment, his state of mind was shaken by the Abi Hell Blade.

He was momentarily dazed.

But in that instant, Bai Junze’s saber was already upon him.

A sharp glint flashed in Zhang Su’s eyes.

’Second among the Ten Great Outer Disciples... He really lives up to his reputation.’

’His Saber Technique has truly reached the pinnacle of perfection.’

’In the Qi Blood Realm, he would be hard-pressed to find a worthy opponent.’

’If it were someone else, a disciple on the level of Luo Feng, for instance, they likely wouldn’t be able to block this strike from Bai Junze at all.’

But Zhang Su was different.

SHINK.

Zhang Su drew his sword.

And the moment he drew it, he unleashed the "Light and Shadow Killing Sword."

This was an Unparalleled Swordsmanship, and its speed was astonishing.

Silently, Zhang Su’s Cold Frost Sword clashed with Bai Junze’s saber.

CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG.

Zhang Su executed the Light and Shadow Killing Sword again and again.

But no matter how silent his sword was, Bai Junze’s saber seemed to strike the body of the Cold Frost Sword with pinpoint accuracy every time.

It was as if Bai Junze could "predict" the trajectory of Zhang Su’s swordsmanship every single time.

Clearly, this was not normal.

This was the first time Zhang Su had been thwarted while using the Light and Shadow Killing Sword.

’Hmm? There’s something strange about Bai Junze’s Saber Technique...’

Zhang Su’s heart tensed.

’No matter how fast Bai Junze’s reactions are, they can’t possibly be faster than the Light and Shadow Killing Sword.’

Of this, Zhang Su was very confident.

The Light and Shadow Killing Sword didn’t actually have any specific moves.

Every strike was the most practical form of swordsmanship.

Born solely for slaughter.

It was all about silently striking the opponent at the highest possible speed.

’Even I don’t know what my next move will be, so how could Bai Junze?’

’How could he possibly ’predict’ it accurately and block my sword?’

There was only one reason...

Zhang Su’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He saw the dense, blood-red aura surrounding Bai Junze.

That bloody glow covered the entire arena.

As long as Zhang Su attacked with his sword, Bai Junze seemed to be able to sense it within that layer of blood-red light and react instantly.

’So that’s how it is... This Abi Hell Blade really does counter my Light and Shadow Killing Sword to some extent...’

Zhang Su understood.

The Light and Shadow Killing Sword was formidable, but it relied on surprise and terrifying speed.

But if the element of surprise was nullified, and the sword’s speed wasn’t so fast that it was impossible to react to, then it basically posed no threat.

The Abi Hell Blade, on the other hand, could activate Qi Blood to cover the entire arena, raising its perceptive abilities to an extremely sensitive level.

Naturally, Zhang Su’s Light and Shadow Killing Sword had no room to be effective.

However, the Light and Shadow Killing Sword wasn’t all Zhang Su knew.

The Zhang Su of today was a far cry from his former self.

He possessed more than enough "hard power" to fear no opponent.

’Since the Light and Shadow Killing Sword can’t deal with you, I’ll just crush you fair and square!’

With a single thought, Zhang Su held back no longer.

BOOM.

The Qi Blood throughout Zhang Su’s body surged.

threads of Qi Blood erupted without reservation.

In an instant, a terrifying pressure enveloped Bai Junze.

Even with his six hundred eighty threads of Qi Blood, Bai Junze now felt as if he were trapped in a quagmire, finding it difficult to even take a single step.

"This is..."

Bai Junze’s mind reeled.

He simply couldn’t believe it.

’Just what level has Zhang Su’s Qi Blood erupted to?’

’It completely overwhelmed my own Qi Blood.’

’It far, far surpassed it.’

"First Wave!"

Zhang Su’s swordsmanship changed.

He switched from the Light and Shadow Killing Sword to the Triple Wave Sword Technique.

Although Triple Wave was only a Superior Swordsmanship.

But in the current situation, which required a head-on clash of swordsmanship, Triple Wave was more suitable than the Light and Shadow Killing Sword.

Moreover, Zhang Su had now unleashed 744 threads of Qi Blood.

Every move of the Triple Wave was terrifyingly powerful.

He didn’t need astonishing speed.

He didn’t need exquisite techniques.

With over seven hundred threads of Qi Blood, all he needed was to crush his opponent head-on.

This was a case of one power breaking all techniques!

ROAR.

This strike from Zhang Su seemed to conjure a veritable tidal wave.

BANG.

As expected, Zhang Su’s sword was once again blocked by Bai Junze’s saber.

The perception of the Abi Hell Blade was indeed too keen.

However, this time, Bai Junze clearly felt that Zhang Su’s strike was different.

An extremely terrifying force traveled from Zhang Su’s sword, making him almost lose his grip on his saber.

"Double Wave!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Su continued with the second strike.

This second strike seemed to stir up an even more terrifying tidal wave.

The light of the sword swept toward Bai Junze.

The Triple Wave Sword Technique: each strike was stronger than the last.

If Bai Junze could barely block the First Wave,

then by the Double Wave, he felt a jolt run through his body, and the web of his hand grew numb.

’I can’t hold on!’

’I can’t hold on at all!’

"How is this possible?"

Bai Junze’s eyes widened.

’I can’t understand why Zhang Su’s power is so immense in a head-on clash.’

’This is strength comparable to that ’freak’!’

’How long has Zhang Su even been in the Guiyuan Sect?’

’A year at most.’

’In just one year, his Qi Blood has become greater than mine?’

’This is completely unbelievable!’

But everything before him was reality.

"Triple Wave!"

But before Bai Junze could come to his senses, Zhang Su had already unleashed the third strike.

This was also the strongest strike of the Triple Wave.

The terrifying sword light was like a monstrous tide, each wave cresting higher than the last.

Bai Junze felt as if he were alone in the vast ocean, facing an immense wave, utterly insignificant.

"No..."

Bai Junze’s voice was trembling.

But it was useless.

He tried to raise his saber with all his might to block.

The perception of the Abi Hell Blade was indeed formidable.

His saber did, in fact, block the Cold Frost Sword.

CRACK.

A crisp sound rang out.

He blocked it.

But the saber... shattered!

His saber was a treasured weapon, made of resilient material.

Yet before this strike from Zhang Su, it was like paper-mâché, instantly shattering into several pieces and falling to the ground.

At the same time, the ice-cold edge of Zhang Su’s Cold Frost Sword landed on Bai Junze.

PFFT.

Bai Junze’s entire body went rigid.

His eyes bulged.

A look of utter disbelief spread across his face.

Zhang Su stood, sword in hand.

Fresh blood dripped, drop by drop, from the tip of the Cold Frost Sword.

Meanwhile, a deep, bloody line appeared on Bai Junze, running from between his eyebrows all the way down.

It was as if his entire body had been cleaved in two by Zhang Su’s Cold Frost Sword.

THUD.

Bai Junze fell.

His eyes remained wide open, unable to rest in peace!

It seemed that even in death, he couldn’t believe he would actually die by Zhang Su’s sword!

CLICK.

Zhang Su sheathed his sword.

Below the arena, there was dead silence!