hsntnovel Chapter 242: The Fingers Clamping the Sword of the 3 Realms
Chapter 242: The Fingers Clamping the Sword of the 3 Realms
As the battle lasted longer, the clanging sounds of swords and sabers attracted more and more attention.
Many disciples of the Mingjing Shisui school who had no hope for this battle kept their eyes on Junye for a long time.
The arrogant man's face turned livid.
His offensive became more and more rapid. From being between the second and third realms at the beginning, he has now truly demonstrated the strength to enter the third realm.
Junye was on the defensive the entire time, holding the sword with both hands. He was at a complete disadvantage in terms of both strength and technique, and seemed to be having a hard time moving forward.
He was destined not to win this battle.
But he refused to give up!
Bang!
Another heavy blow, and Chun was also violently swung back.
The arrogant man was breathing heavily, which was mostly caused by anger, but whether he was willing to admit it or not, it could not interfere with the judgment of others.
A lot of his physical strength was consumed by Junye.
The next moment, he rushed out again and fought with Junye.
Nearby, a low mosquito-like humming sound appeared in Junye's ears.
"You are forcing me to use all my strength to kill you! Stop now, I promise, I will only seriously injure you, and you can escape unscathed! Why are you risking your life for those losers whose talents are far inferior to yours!"
Jun also looked up, and in front of him was the hideous and hateful face of the arrogant man.
His spirit had been pushed to the extreme, and almost all his energy was used to deal with the fierce attack.
But he still understood the arrogant man's thoughts in an instant.
If he increases his own strength and kills this guy who is in the middle stage of the second realm, his opponent will be humiliated.
A smile that had never appeared on the disciples of Mingjing Shisui Ryu in all these days suddenly appeared on Junye's mouth.
"So, you also feel ashamed sometimes."
The same subtle voice, with a teasing tone, reached the arrogant man's ears, causing his heart to skip a beat.
Suddenly, Junye took advantage of the situation and moved away, shouting loudly.
"If you want me to stand here and let you fight, just tell me. As long as you admit that you lost and keep your promise that you will not target other disciples of Mingjing Zhishui School after you lose, you can take my life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place fell silent.
Then a loud noise burst out, and almost all the disciples of Mingjing Shisui School reacted and finally understood why Senior Brother Junye was fighting.
Now, that guy in the third realm actually surrendered to Senior Brother Junye!
Looking at the figure who was standing in front of everyone, holding a sword, hunched over and gasping for breath, the disciples of the Mingjing Zhishui School suddenly felt a tremor in their hearts, and their blood seemed to boil.
At this moment, Nanako's beautiful eyes were already filled with tears.
She knew that Junye said this with the determination to die.
"Hey, Haihui, can you do it? If not, get off the ground and don't embarrass us Goshawks."
On the other side, those who came with the arrogant man Haihui could no longer stand. They were of similar strength and the gap was not big. They were on the same level among the Goshawks.
"Shut up, you don't need to talk, I'm going to kill this guy right now."
"You better be able to."
Haihui's face had turned completely black. Junye's attack made him completely embarrassed.
In that case, there is no need for him to hold back.
boom!
The long sword was simply swung in the air, and the violent and surging aura of the third realm of swordsmanship came over him, as if to suppress all the noise in the venue.
"You are very good and not afraid of death."
Haihui said this with almost all his teeth gritted.
Ever since he entered the third realm, no one below the third realm dared to anger him like this.
So what if he was a kendo genius? So what if he was the chief disciple of the Mingjing Shisui School?
Now that Ichiro Domon can't even protect himself, what qualifications does a guy like him, who is in the middle stage of the second realm, have to stand up for others!
"So, I won't let you die easily."
After the last word was uttered, only a residual shadow of Haihui remained on the spot. He almost instantly disappeared from the eyes of the disciples of Mingjing Shisui Ryu and appeared in front of Junye.
At this moment, Junye's eyes suddenly narrowed, his spirit suddenly tensed up, and all of his physical strength, which had not yet recovered, was called upon to hold his sword horizontally to block this terrifying attack.
Bang!
In the next moment, his figure flew backwards like a cannonball and became unstoppable again as he was at the beginning.
At this time, he had already used up almost all his strength to block, and his state of mind had long been adjusted to the point where he was not afraid of life or death. He only wanted to delay the opponent longer and make him lose face.
In the smoke and dust, Junye spat out blood, barely supported his body and stood up again.
His frail figure was like a candle in the wind, and he could fall down at any time.
After making sure that Junye could still stand up, Haihui rushed forward again and continued his attack.
After Haihui's second attack, Chun lost all his fighting power.
At this moment, he was like a sandbag, being played around with on the field without any chance to fight back.
But in the distance, those disciples of Mingjing Zhishuiliu were not as dejected as before.
Some of them had red eyes and clenched fists, watching Chun Ye holding on tightly, with no fear, only grief and anger.
Unconsciously, they were infected by Junye's indomitable spirit and gradually forgot the oppression brought to them by the Goshawks.
Someone suddenly spoke, and the voice echoed among the crowd.
"Damn! The Zong family is the same, and Senior Brother Junye is the same. They are much stronger than us, but they have never retreated. We are just a dead end, why should we be afraid of them!"
"That's right, their fight shouldn't be meaningless, we must resist! Tianling Fengxing and the Goshawks are not qualified to kill us all, we haven't made any mistakes!"
"Yes!"
"Brother Junye, hold on!"
In the crowd, their voices gradually merged into a uniform sentence.
Nanako also shouted with tears in her eyes.
Everyone knew that Chun was doomed to lose and would even die here.
But they still shouted.
The expressions of the people from the Goshawk Group changed completely.
What the disciples of Mingjing Zhishui School said was correct. They were secretly instructed to kill some of Mingjing Zhishui School's followers, but they were absolutely prohibited from carrying out large-scale massacres.
If they caused angry resistance from the disciples at this time, it would greatly affect their plans.
"Damn it, Haihui, how long are you going to delay this!"
someone yelled.
The longer the night, the more trouble it may cause. Before those onlookers riot completely, Junye, the instigator, must be killed.
Haihui remained silent at this time. He knew that his unfavorable actions had already reached the point of causing a disaster.
He held back no more.
The sharp sword blade finally pointed directly at Junye's heart and fell swiftly in his blurred vision.
At this moment, all the disciples could not avoid feeling despair.
A strong gust of wind suddenly blew from outside the house, blinding everyone's eyes.
Then, a slender hand appeared at the tip of Haihui's sword. The hand stretched out two fingers and lightly clamped the Three Realms Sword in the air...