Chapter 167 Chapter 167: Ten Thousand Swords... Descend from Heaven!
Chapter 167: Ten Thousand Swords... Descend from Heaven!
Kevin had never revealed his identity to Yanqing; it was entirely the other party who, after identifying him as an enemy, took the initiative to attack.
Even though Kevin's words carried little hostile intent and instead sounded very much like a teacher instructing his own student, that didn't mean Kevin would go easy on him.
In fact, even when genuinely teaching students... it's not certain Kevin would be particularly gentle, is it?
"Put away that careless attitude. In the real world, things never resolve themselves as neatly as they do in stories."
"In real war, the one who pays with their life isn't necessarily someone else; it could be... you yourself."
As he spoke, Kevin had already raised the greatsword formed of ice in his hand once more and swung it down fiercely!
This time, he held absolutely nothing back—his icy gaze seemed as if it would pierce through Yanqing's body in the next instant.
The most convenient and quickest way to make these rather disobedient fellows completely shed their childish mentality is to let them personally face the fear of death.
Kevin truly might not necessarily hold back at the last moment, might he?
BOOM————!
As Kevin's attack landed once more, even the originally calm sea surface was cleaved open, creating a trench several kilometers long out of thin air—and the most terrifying part was that, under the influence of the cold air from the blade, the seawater within a radius of a thousand meters was completely frozen. As a result, this trench, tens of meters deep, probably wouldn't thaw for about a month, right?
"This... can this even be considered a sword technique?"
Fortunately, Yanqing dodged just in time, successfully moving aside before Kevin's attack landed. Otherwise, without a body capable of withstanding such an attack head-on, he would likely have ended up like his own starskiff, becoming frost scattered across heaven and earth to adorn the scenery, right?
But even so, merely being grazed slightly by that incredibly sharp cold air was enough to give him a hard time... Thin frost was already beginning to form on Yanqing's entire palm and cheeks. If his own sword intent weren't already related to ice and cold, he probably would have turned into a block of ice and sunk into the sea by now.
Yet even now, Yanqing had no doubt that Kevin still hadn't used his full strength. Perhaps... cleaving the sea with a single sword to directly split open the entrance to Scalegorge Waterscape wouldn't be any difficulty for him at all?!
"Why wouldn't it count? So-called sword techniques are, in the end, merely tricks used to kill people." Kevin wasn't in a hurry to pursue; instead, he calmly answered Yanqing's question.
But precisely this kind of attitude could bring immense psychological pressure to the other party.
This feeling is like knowing your teacher has discovered you copied homework, and they are already on their way to confront you, yet you rack your brains but can't think of any way to solve the problem.
But it's often this kind of immense psychological pressure that allows a person to grow faster, isn't it?
"Don't get too cocky! I still have my most powerful sword technique I haven't used yet!"
The most outrageous thing is that even at this point, Yanqing showed no intention of backing down first or simply running away. He even tried to directly bring out his trump card to clash with Kevin once more.
Should this behavior be called courageous confidence... or is it simply that the kid is too foolish?
"Breath becomes shadow, swords follow my heart! Ten Thousand Swords... Descend from Heaven!"
In an instant, the originally empty sky became densely packed with frost blades. Even a rough glance was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
The power of each of these frost blades was almost identical to those Yanqing had condensed not long ago. For an ordinary person, just counting such a vast number of blades would be impossible, yet Yanqing could wield them all as effortlessly as his own limbs.
This is Yanqing's innate talent! Not only does he learn incredibly fast, but what's even more outrageous is that while ordinary people might practice for decades and still struggle to control even a few flying swords as a norm, he seems born with a heart like exquisite jade, able to master them all with ease.
Isn't there an old saying on the Xianzhou that goes well? When poor, strike with precision; when rich, cover with firepower!
Such a frenzied assault would be fatal for most people. After all, forget people; even those monsters might not be able to withstand these sharp blades with their bodies. Or do normal people have wide-area attacks that cover the entire screen?
Of course, "most people" here clearly does not include Kevin.
"Before a strong opponent, I shall not hold back my instruction."
"This time, I will not show the slightest restraint!"
At some point, Yanqing, standing on his sword blade, had also risen into mid-air along with those thousands upon thousands of frost blades. It's just obvious... he wasn't just floating physically.
"Hah—!"
With Yanqing's sharp shout, the sky full of frost blades flew out in an orderly yet staggered formation towards Kevin in the direction his sword pointed. From afar, describing it as swords raining down wouldn't be an exaggeration at all.
Yet Kevin, appearing exceptionally small beneath this magnificent spectacle, remained expressionless. He silently stood in place, gripping his greatsword with both hands. Then, at the moment the frost blades were about to reach him, he swung his sword towards the sky!
————BOOM!
Although the frost-like impact shot straight into the clouds, the sound that actually came out lasted only an instant... because that instant was enough for Kevin's attack to completely annihilate all those seemingly numerous frost blades.
That dazzlingly bright light not only swallowed up the countless frost blades along with Yanqing floating at the forefront but also shot into the sky with an incomparable aura. From afar, it looked as if the entire world had been split in two by this beam of light.
And by the time this sword light completely dissipated, the originally cloud-filled sky had been unquestionably cleared, turning into a vast expanse of clear blue sky.
No choice; wanting to clean up all those densely packed frost blades required this result even with Kevin restraining his power considerably.
After everything ended, Kevin still didn't make any unnecessary movements. He merely dispersed the temporarily formed greatsword in his hand and then gently extended his palm to his side—
Thud—!
A few seconds later, Yanqing—his eyes probably still spinning with circles—landed perfectly precisely on Kevin's outstretched palm and was lifted up by him there.
If this guy still doesn't learn his lesson later, Kevin wouldn't mind teaching him a few more times.
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