Chapter 134: Defeat in One MoveWhen Sun Li said this, his expression was flamboyant and his eyes were determined, which was completely different from his usual image of a money-grubber.
What was even more surprising was that the bleeding from his mouth and nose had stopped, and it was obvious that the damage caused by the Heart Sword was limited to this.
Song Yu was struck by lightning and took a big step back in the air:
"You actually managed to resist? Impossible. Back then, Mo Zhan took an incense stick of time to recover from my heart sword. You..."
"When I mobilized my heart sword, I could also slightly sense all the pain and unwillingness you had experienced. How did you endure it?"
Sun Li laughed loudly, flicked his sleeves and said:
"Brother Song, who doesn't have this kind of thing in their heart? The Immortal Great Love said it well!"
"It's just a little bit of wind and frost!"
"How can all these things stop me from pursuing wealth?"
"But I really overestimated myself. My character is still a little lacking. If Fang Yuan jumped out of the book and was hit by your sword, I'm afraid he would return to normal in an instant."
Most of the monks were stunned, only Lu Li smiled faintly, as if he had expected this result.
Song Yu took a deep breath and smiled:
"Just right. I was afraid that you couldn't bear the sword of the heart. Who would I use my seventh sword on?"
"Just watch carefully. From today on, I, Song Yu, will no longer be Cripple Sword, but Heavenly Sword Song Yu!"
"This seventh sword is what I learned from the passage about the reverse flow of the river in The Biography of the Great Love Immortal. It's called persistence!"
Sword of persistence!
Song Yu's figure disappeared, but he did not teleport to somewhere, but turned into hundreds of streams of light, each of which was transformed from a small sword.
"This move seems to be based on Song Yu's other two sword moves, Transformation Sword and Ten Thousand Swords."
Cheng Sijin stared straight ahead without blinking and spoke.
He had fought with Song Yu before, and although he was defeated by the Sword of Life and Death, he knew clearly what Song Yu's previous moves were.
Hundreds of small swords surrounded Sun Li at an extremely fast speed, almost as fast as the sword of life and death.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
A large golden light immediately appeared on Sun Li's body, which was caused by the automatic activation of the top-grade holy weapon Maitreya Armor on his body.
Sun Li suddenly let out a scream, but everyone knew that he was not screaming because of fear, but because he was worried about the Maitreya Armor on his body.
"This seventh sword actually combines the power of the Transformation Sword, the Ten Thousand Swords, and the Life and Death Sword at the same time! As long as it attacks for a while longer, this Maitreya Armor will be unable to resist!"
Ancestor Feng Hai spoke with a subtle expression.
“Not only that!”
Mr. Wanshi, who had been silent all this time, added:
"This seventh sword is still directly attacking the soul of Master Sun!"
"Look carefully!"
Everyone looked carefully and found that there was a small phantom of Song Yu on each small sword. Every time the small sword was stabbed out, the phantom of Song Yu would rush into Sun Li's body, ignoring the defense of Maitreya Armor and launching an attack.
"Directly attacking the most fundamental thing of the cultivator, this is even more powerful than the Heart Sword! Isn't this method invincible in the world!"
Everyone exclaimed.
Mr. Wanshi said with deep meaning:
"That's not the case. Song Yu has to pay a heavy price for launching this kind of attack. He is burning his own blood and essence. Every collision of souls will also cause damage to his own soul."
"I see. No wonder this sword is called the Sword of Perseverance. The competition is basically about who can hold on to the end!"
All the monks were moved!
Cheng Sijin cursed in a low voice:
"This guy is really a madman. He actually created such a method of mutual destruction."
General Kong Xuan said:
"We'd better not just stand by and watch. It would be terrible if we lose two strong men before we even start fighting with the Demon Emperor!" All the strong men who had entered the saint realm were ready to stop the fight between Song Yu and Sun Li, but at this moment, suddenly an extremely dazzling golden light burst out from Sun Li's body.
The golden light was ten times brighter than the sun, and it was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.
After the golden light dissipated, a figure flew out backwards. Everyone looked carefully and found that it was Song Yu.
Song Yu's figure flew several miles away before he stopped. There was blood at the corner of his mouth and his face was pale. He looked at Sun Li in disbelief.
Sun Li was still standing there. He seemed to have lost a lot of fat. He was sweating and his eyes were bloodshot. Although he looked embarrassed, his momentum was as high as ever.
"How on earth did you do that?"
After a long while, Song Yu finally asked.
Sun Li did not answer him, but said:
"Let's end this battle here. If we continue, we will suffer heavy losses."
There was a hint of pain in his eyes, as if the battle just now had caused him to lose a lot of wealth.
Song Yu hesitated for a moment and said:
"No need. I have seen the power of the Seventh Sword. Although I lost, I still want to ask you, how do I compare to Mo Zhan?"
Sun Li thought for a while and said:
“There’s almost no gap left.”
Song Yu's face lit up:
"Really?"
Sun Li nodded, looking somewhat depressed:
"I won't lie to you. There's no need to do that. When I dealt with Mo Zhan, I also... Alas!"
When he thought of the battle with Mo Zhan that year, for some reason, he let out a long sigh.
The warriors looked at each other, and General Kong Xuan asked:
"Did you see how he did it just now?"
The one with the best eyesight among them was the Zen Master Manjusri who had cultivated the ability of clairvoyance, and everyone looked at him.
Master Manjusri thought about it carefully and said seriously:
"I'm ashamed! I only saw Mr. Sun Li taking something out, but I didn't see clearly what he took out."
Everyone was suspicious. What was that? Was it some holy weapon?
What kind of holy weapon can hinder the attack of the soul?
Cheng Sijin has a hot temper and couldn't help asking:
"Hey monk, you didn't lie to us, did you?"
"Such a powerful trick, and it was solved by just taking out something?"
Master Manjusri put his hands together, said sincerely:
"Monks do not tell lies. I am not hiding anything."
Everyone just shut up and didn't ask any more questions.
Song Yu and Sun Li returned to the center of the team. Both of them seemed to be thinking about something, as if they were recalling the battle that had just taken place.
But Sun Li kept muttering to himself and pinching his fingers, as if he was calculating something, and a look of pain appeared on his face from time to time.
General Kong Xuan took a look at the sky and said:
"It's still early, I wonder if there are two others who would like to come out and show off?"
"But let's make it clear first, this is just a sparring match, don't think about risking your life like you did just now."
Cheng Sijin said:
"No! Can we compare with Song Yu, a demon? We all know how to use our hands. Let's just start fighting and let everyone see."
"I, Old Cheng, will go first. Who among you would like to learn from me? Can you teach me how to kill a pig?"
Zen Master Manjusri said:
"Then let me compete with Benefactor Cheng."
(End of this chapter)
