Chapter 282 Sword Soul
Chapter 282 Sword Soul
That Spread out was indifferent to the two separate shadows. He said indifferently, "Sword, being used by someone like you is the greatest insult to it."
"You're not worthy of a sword."
As he spoke, Spread out raised his right hand and pointed at an afterimage with his index finger.
In that instant, the afterimage suddenly stopped in midair, followed by a chi!
Li Qingchuan appeared. His right wrist was cut by an invisible sword blade, almost cutting off his entire right hand! Only a third of the flesh was still connected.
On the other hand, Li Qingchuan's sword fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
"Qing Chuan, surrender!" Xiang Nan shouted anxiously.
Li Qingchuan lay on the ground, blood gushing out from his right hand!
He took a step forward with his left hand and wrapped his robe around his right arm. His eyes stared at Spread out and said, "Hey, hey, you said I'm not worthy of a sword?"
"In my opinion, it's you who refuses to even reveal your sword. You're not worthy!"
"My right hand is no longer working. I still have my left hand!"
Li Qingchuan picked up the sword from the ground with his left hand and rushed towards Spread out. However, this time, his sprinting speed was much slower.
Spread out raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at Li Qingchuan, saying, "Let go!"
Chi!
Li Qingchuan's left wrist was bleeding like crazy! A white tendon jumped out of his flesh and blood. It looked shocking!
The sword fell to the ground with a clang.
"Qing Chuan!" Xiang Nan's eyes were red with anxiety.
Li Qingchuan's hands were crippled. He lay on the ground and looked at Feng Zhaoqi. He muttered, "If it was you … you must be able to see … see his movements, right?"
"It's a pity that I … don't have your speed …"
Feng Zhaoqi held his sword in his arms and stood silently under the arena.
"Heh … it's impossible for me to give up like this!" Li Qingchuan staggered to his feet and stomped on the ground with his right foot, shattering the boots with his Yuan Qi.
Immediately after, he stepped on the hilt of the sword and used his Yuan Qi to stick the sword to the sole of his feet, "Come on! Eat my sword!"
Li Qingchuan leapt up and rotated his body rapidly, causing the sword to spray out a rain of Essence Sword Qi!
A large amount of sword rain was thrown out, all ten meters away from him, silently breaking apart!
Li Qingchuan threw out dozens of sword lights, and dozens of them were silently sliced open. Over a hundred of them were sliced open, but not a single sword light was omitted!
"Put it down!" Spread out raised his hand and pointed. Li Qingchuan's right foot was suddenly broken! With a pu sound, his entire body fell from midair and rolled over ten meters away from the arena.
"Am I spitting on you?" Li Qingchuan raised his upper body with a dirty face and tears in his eyes, "I have been practicing swordsmanship since I was young! What qualifications do you have to say that I am not worthy to hold a sword?"
"Even if I die, I will die with the sword! Come on!"
Li Qingchuan jumped with one leg, followed by his left foot sticking to the hilt of the sword, and then rushed towards Spread out.
The audience was shocked by this scene. How strong was the will to make a person make such a meaningless attack!
"Enough … enough already …" Some female spectators shed tears from their mouths, unable to bear to continue watching.
"Put it down!" Spread out raised his terrifying right hand again.
Chi! The tendons on Li Qingchuan's left leg snapped in response!
But this time, he didn't let his sword fall to the ground! Just as the sword tumbled down, Li Qingchuan actually dived in midair with both his hands and feet broken!
He rushed down and bit the sword in his mouth! Then he landed on the ground and rolled, almost half a step down the arena.
However, that sword had already shattered! Only his shoulder and less than a third of the broken sword were left behind.
He used his knees and elbows to support his body as he got up. He bit the sword in his mouth, but his pair of eyes stared fixedly at Spread out.
"Qing Chuan … I beg you." Xiang Nan stood behind Li Qingchuan and said in a trembling voice, "Give up. Don't continue fighting …"
Li Qingchuan's painful expression was twisted, and tears left two stained tears on his dusty face.
He wasn't crying, but his limbs were broken and stimulated.
"I can't give up … I'm weak, but the weak also have dignity …"
"If I give up my sword today, then I really don't deserve to hold it anymore …"
Because he bit the hilt of the sword, these two words were vague.
However, everyone heard it clearly. The faces of all the contestants on the scene were all moved.
However, at this moment, cracks appeared on his broken sword hilt. Then, with a bang, it shattered into pieces all over the ground!
This scene caused everyone's hearts to ache! It was as if a piece had been gouged out.
"Qing Chuan" Mo Hai sighed deeply.
At this time, a strange look flashed in Feng Zhaoqi's eyes. Then, he threw the sword that he had never abandoned into his arms onto the arena and said, "Use my sword."
Li Qingchuan bit the sword with his mouth and said vaguely, "If that's the case … your sword will be unsheathed …"
No one had seen Feng Zhaoqi's complete sword! But this time
Feng Zhaoqi hugged his shoulders and said, "You have the right to pull it out."
Li Qingchuan nodded heavily. He twisted his body and drew the mysterious sword out of its sheath with a clang!
It was a snowy sword! Under the sunlight, it blossomed with boundless brilliance!
Spread out had already arrived at Li Qingchuan's position of twelve meters. He had just stopped here and did not continue forward.
At this moment, he lowered his head and said to Li Qingchuan, "I misjudged you. However, I will atone for your sins. Let you have dignity and die under my sword."
As he spoke, a rapidly spinning shadow suddenly appeared beside Spread out, followed by the sound of the sword in the air.
The shadow slowly revolved around Spread out, slowly revealing its shape. It was actually a long sword!
All the contestants took a step back and looked at the sword slowly spinning around Spread out in shock.
It turned out that his sword had always been there! It was just that it revolved around his body too fast, so fast that no one could detect it!
Thus, Spread out stretched out his hands and grasped his sword hilt. His sword finally appeared!
The moment Spread out grasped the sword, an invisible aura suddenly appeared around him! That imposing aura caused a violent wind to rise, and a dense chi chi chi chi sound appeared on the surface of the arena.
In just a short breath, thousands of sword marks had already been cut on the ground within a radius of ten meters!
"Come on!" Li Qingchuan grabbed the sword and pounced towards Spread out.
That Spread out 's body suddenly disappeared! When he reappeared, he was already behind Li Qingchuan and had just stepped on the edge of the arena. At this moment, he was maintaining the movement he had just chopped down.
"Qing Chuan!" Xiang Nan and the others howled with tears in their eyes.
Li Qingchuan lightly landed on the ground, using his elbows and knees to support the ground. However, there was a loud chi sound on his stomach and back, and his flesh and blood separated!
"Qing Chuan, Qing Chuan, don't die!" Xiang Nan and Mo Hai rushed onto the arena at almost the same time.
Xiang Nan shouted, "Save them! Everyone, save them!"
Murong Wanqing and the others also rushed forward. There were a total of six of them who used the Haotian Pure Yuan Technique to treat Li Qingchuan's injuries.
On the other hand, Spread out turned around to look at Li Qingchuan's stomach. He seemed to be deep in thought, and his gaze drifted towards Feng Zhaoqi.
This sword strike just now was enough to slash Li Qingchuan's waist! However, no one saw that an invisible sword blade suddenly blocked Spread out 's sword, preventing Li Qingchuan from splitting up.
It was this sword strike that saved Li Qingchuan's life.
At this moment, the referee announced, "The winner of this match, depart."