Chapter 763: 761 White Tiger Martial Soul
Chapter 763 of "Inverse Sword Mad God" opens revealing the plot: Chapter 763: Chapter 761 White Tiger Martial SoulFacing Zhou Xuâs fierce attack, Lin Xuan gripped... Discover what happens!
Chapter 763: Chapter 761 White Tiger Martial Soul
Facing Zhou Xuâs fierce attack, Lin Xuan gripped his sword and charged forward.
âNot overestimating yourself!â Zhou Xu sneered.
The crowd below was also shocked, silently lamenting Lin Xuanâs unwise decision.
At this moment, the best strategy would have been to dodge and use movement techniques to duel, especially since there was a minor realmâs difference between them!
Furthermore, it was the minor realm of the Venerable Realm, a gap that was not trivial.
However, Lin Xuanâs decision was beyond everyoneâs expectations.
Buzz!
The Wind Shadow Sword counterattacked upward, turning into a Flame Longsword that blazed fiercely, its terrifying aura distorting the void.
Clang!
The two swords collided, like water meeting fire, producing a sizzling sound.
Billows of white mist rose and surged around, with energy overflowing, creating terrifying fissures on the ground.
âWhat, he blocked it?â Everyone was shocked because Lin Xuan hadnât been sent flying as theyâd imagined.
Instead, he had managed to block Zhou Xuâs strike.
âDamn kid!â Zhou Xuâs face turned dark; this strike, though not his full strength, shouldnât have been blockable by a First Layer Venerable.
It seemed that the opponentâs strength was beyond his expectations.
But, this made things interesting.
âGood, it seems I underestimated you,â Zhou Xu said with a trace of a sinister smile, âBut just now I only used seventy percent of my power. Next, I will use ninety percent.â
âWhat, Zhou Xu only used seventy percent of his power?â The crowd was shocked; no wonder Lin Xuan could block it, the opponent hadnât used his full strength.
âI knew it, how could a First Layer Venerable stand against a Second-level Venerable!â
Hearing Zhou Xuâs words, Lin Xuan also laughed, staring at him and slowly said, âIs that so? But I was only using half my strength.â
âIt seems you really are weak!â
âWhat, half the strength?â The crowd gasped, âThatâs impossible!â
âHeâs bluffing; surely, even if a First Layer Venerable is strong, he canât block a Second-level Venerable with just half his power.â
âYeah, thatâs too unbelievable; no one would believe it!â
The crowd didnât believe him, but those from the Dragon Sword Pavilion all cheered.
Originally they were worried, but hearing Lin Xuanâs words, they were reassured once again.
Whatever Lin Xuan said must be true!
âHalf?â Zhou Xu paused, then burst into loud laughter, his voice filled with disdain.
âKid, you really dare say it, half?â
âI think youâre deluded by your own inferiority complex, let me help clear your mind.â
âFlying Waterfall Slash!â
A sword thrust, and a deep blue waterfall surged, rolling towards Lin Xuan.
The sky was obscured, and a terrible aura billowed in all directions.
âDie!â
Zhou Xu sneered, using ninety percent of his strength in this strike.
âSummer Sword, Fiery Fire Burning Sky!â
Lin Xuanâs voice was cold, thrusting his sword toward the sky.
Buzz!
Countless flames danced, converging into a flame sword, slashing down.
Instantly, a sea of fire spread, covering the entire sky in an instant, staining the area red.
In the sky, two opposing forces collided, releasing terrifying fluctuations, tearing the sky apart.
Boom!
Thunder roared, energy spread, and the sky displayed a terrifying scene.
The new students below, frightened, all backed away.
âWind Thunder Wings!â
Lin Xuanâs back sprouted a pair of Wind Thunder Wings, his figure flickered, and he disappeared in an instant.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhou Xu.
His longsword, like a gale, thrust out countless sword lights, enveloping Zhou Xu.
In the midst of the Sword Light, there was a piercing and chilling aura of killing intent that made the air between heaven and earth condense.
âSeeking death!â
Zhou Xu was furious, no longer maintaining his previous composure.
He exerted ninety percent of his strength and yet failed to take down his opponent, who even managed to launch an attack close to himâan utter humiliation!
His body swayed, and Zhou Xu, in mid-air, created a radiant afterimage as he dodged Lin Xuanâs Sword Light attack.
He then slashed out with his sword.
A white Sword Light soared out, emitting a terrifying aura, around which a gigantic White Tiger Illusion, a hundred meters long, formed.
Boom!
This sword was even more terrifying in power, making countless people tremble with just its aura, even before the sword itself arrived.
âWhat is this, so terrifying!â the people below exclaimed in shock.
The older students in the distance frowned as well, âWhite Tiger, master of slaughter, this is the Slaughter Sword!â
âWhat strong killing aura!â In the clouds above, several elders and tutors were also closely watching.
âHmph, dying under my White Tiger Killing Sword, you can be proud!â Zhou Xu said icily, his body brimming with killing aura that formed the tangible White Tiger Illusion.
âSlaughter aura?â Lin Xuan looked at the incoming White Tiger Longsword, his smile deepening.
âComparing killing aura with me?â
The next instant, he sheathed the Wind Shadow Sword and tightly gripped his palm; a blood-red Longsword swiftly materialized.
âSlaughter Sword!â
As soon as the Blood-colored Long Sword appeared, a terrifying killing aura spread out, accompanied by a scent of blood.
A horror like the Blood Slaughter Killing Aura, as if coming from hell, ready to tear through the Nine Heavens.
âWhat, this killing aura!â
Everyone was bewildered; they couldnât imagine Lin Xuan possessing such a lethal attack, and it seemed even stronger!
âThese two, they must be the strongest among the new students!â the older students speculated, their eyes gleaming.
The elders in the clouds narrowed their eyes, âQuite interesting, both youngsters are not bad.â
âYour killing aura is too weak!â Lin Xuan said in a deep voice, then slashed out with his sword.
Whoosh!
The Slaughter Sword roared as it slashed out, and Blood-colored Sword Energy rushed forth.
Within that Sword Energy, numerous illusions of Blood Sea Stone Mountains evolved, resembling Hell Shura, utterly terrifying.
Boom!
The Slaughter Sword collided with the White Tiger Sword, emitting a clashing sound; tiger roars bellowed, blood seas surged to the skies, and the two forces collided, making the entire sky shake.
âSlay!â
Lin Xuan roared again, raising his sword and advancing, his body enveloped by Blood-colored Sword Light, resembling a Killing God from Hell.
Boom, boom, boom!
Lin Xuan unleashed dozens of swords in succession, the terrifying sword qi like a Blood-colored Long River, enveloping Zhou Xu, attempting to overwhelm him.
Zhou Xu bellowed, his aura surged again, and behind him, a White Tiger appeared, roaring skyward, its terrifying sound like waves, shattering the surrounding Blood-colored Sword Energy.
âBoy, youâve enraged me!â
The White Tiger behind Zhou Xu blasted all the Blood-colored Sword Energy away, then its icy gaze fixed on Lin Xuan.
âThis time, I will go all out!â
âWhite Tiger Martial Soul, who would have thought itâd be the White Tiger Martial Soul!â
The crowd marveled, no wonder the killing aura was so intense!
Zhou Xu had already invoked his Martial Soul, seemingly going to go all out; it was yet to be seen what Lin Xuanâs Martial Soul was.
Many were curious, knowing Lin Xuan was powerful, but they had apparently never seen Lin Xuan manifest his Martial Soul.
âWhite Tiger, kill!â
Zhou Xu, surrounded by the White Tiger, had an extraordinary aura, and he raised his hand to slash out with his sword.
Sword Energy swirled around, extending a thousand meters, crushing all in its path.
This strike was too domineering, as if a Fierce Beast White Tiger was sprinting through the void. Even a Martial Artist of the same level couldnât withstand it.
No way around it, invoking the Martial Soul could bring combat power to its Peak, which was Zhou Xuâs current state.
Lin Xuan did not manifest his Martial Soul; instead, he held the Sword of Slaughter tightly, slashing out eighteen swords in succession.