Chapter 566

He looked indifferent and sneered.

"Iai... is nothing more than plagiarism of our Dragon Nation's ancient back-sheathed hidden sword technique."

"Genuine versus pirated, how can you win?"

Hearing such an insult, Tamura Itto's expression instantly became extremely gloomy.

Matsuno Jo, behind him, was so angry at this moment that he even forgot the pain.

Even though his body was being sliced into a thousand pieces and his limbs were missing, at this moment, he actually gritted his teeth and endured it.

For them, honor was greater than everything; they would not allow anyone to disparage their cultural heritage!

Su Ming had long heard of the pathological psychology of the Sakura nation.

"Damn it, Lord Tamura, you must kill him!" Matsuno Jo roared, his voice shrill and hoarse.

"No need for you to say it." Tamura Itto's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and a somewhat evil smile appeared on his lips, filled with infinite confidence.

"I want him to admit that our Sakura nation's famous Iai drawing slash is the strongest!" His hand trembled, as if he couldn't suppress the blade intent, about to slash out in anger.

Su Ming's eyes were calm, not even bothering to reply.

What kind of cultural heritage could a country of such a small size have?

As the saying goes, the more you lack something, the more you emphasize it.

Therefore, they had such a twisted sense of protection for honor.

Su Ming wanted to shatter their self-esteem head-on!

The two stood in a standoff, storing power, and for a time, it was incredibly quiet, as if the surrounding air had stopped flowing.

One sword and one blade represented the collision of two cultures.

Hum!

The Sword God was expressionless, and the next instant, he moved.

This sword might not be able to slay a god.

But to slay a Wa, it was enough.

Boom!!

Suddenly, the world seemed to be silent for an instant, before being completely swallowed by a loud noise.

A monstrous wave of thunder exploded from the sword box, shattering all the surrounding air and forming a vacuum field.

Densely packed electric arcs spread and surged, filling a radius of over ten meters.

Even in mid-air, burning thunder fire exploded and vanished instantly because the temperature was too high.

The thunder was mixed with a blood-colored fierce light, looking like the angry thunder of a heavenly god descending to the human world.

The terrifying and violent thunderous roar caused blood to pour from Matsuno Jo's ears behind him.

The sword in Su Ming's hand was almost buried in brilliant electric light, becoming a ruthless killing weapon mixed with blood light in the azure.

His figure vanished in an instant, turning into countless faint, blurry afterimages, sweeping across with over five hundred sword Qi.

Crushing everything, all the trees and ground along the way were shattered into fly ash.

Dust scattered, and the sword whistled.

One sword Qi turns into a hundred, taking the head of the Wa pirate!

Tamura Itto's eyes were cold, and he also drew his blade to slash in this instant.

Swish!!

The wind whistled sharply, and a blade light turned into a long line, piercing through a range of fifty meters.

His body also turned into an afterimage, slashing out in a straight line.

His long blade shimmered with purple patterns; it was also a diamond-quality weapon, capable of greatly boosting the power of his blade technique.

The sky full of fallen leaves was all sliced in two by him in an instant.

The Drawing Sword Technique was the skill he and his nation were most proud of; he would never allow himself to lose to a Dragon Nation person in this aspect.

Even facing this sword of Su Ming's that reached the sky in momentum, he was not panicked at all, but remained confident!

Tamura the warrior indeed had the capital for this, because he was a fifth-turn!

Moreover, his Heartless Iai Slash was an epic-quality blade technique.

At this moment, he had no distracting thoughts in his heart; there was only one goal in his mind, and that was to kill Su Ming!

Under this pure, extreme murderous intent, the power of his Drawing Sword Slash could reach its peak!

Matsuno Jo watched the final duel where the two's blade and sword met, feeling as if his eyes were going to go blind.

Su Ming's sword light and Lord Tamura's blade light were both dazzling and incredibly sharp, as if they could cut his eyes!

Boom-swish!!

The moment the brilliant thunder sword Qi contacted Tamura's blade light, a loud noise erupted in the field.

Immediately after, both the blade light and sword Qi pierced through each other.

The two turned into afterimages and passed through in an instant, each arriving behind the other.

Just like a duel under the sunset in a movie.

At this moment, the sun finally rose.

The dark night was pierced by light, dawn broke, and a fish-belly white appeared on the horizon.

The sword momentum was too fast; even after the sword light had passed, the broken grass and dust in the sky only realized to decompose afterward.

The blade force was too fierce, actually forcing a long, narrow gully into the ground.

Finally.

All sword Qi and blade light subsided.

Tamura's arm was straight, waving toward the sky, still maintaining the final posture of the slash.

Su Ming stood tall, his single sword pointing diagonally at the ground, his eyes sharp.

Drip...

A blade mark appeared on Su Ming's chest first.

This wound was not light, as it had already penetrated his skin and even snapped half a rib.

Even the diamond-quality Decay-Breaking Sword Shirt could not withstand this blade's attack.

Blood stained Su Ming's clothes.

This was, after all, a full-force strike from a fifth-turn...

Even a fifth-turn of the same realm would not dare to say they could escape unscathed.

Su Ming was only a fourth-turn; naturally, it was impossible for him to be unscathed.

Seeing this scene, a hint of joy surged in Matsuno Jo's eyes.

He had just licked a few mouthfuls of the healing potion Lord Tamura had thrown on the ground.

So his limbs had finally healed a little, growing a bit of an infant-like prototype.

He used this body to squirm and crawl over, like a maggot, a ferocious smile on his face.

"Lord, we won!" His eyes were filled with the flickering of ecstasy and pain, like a symphony; complex emotions changed on his face.

"We! Won!! Hahahaha!!" He couldn't help but laugh, his whole body trembling.

At this moment, his soul was enduring the burning of soul fire, but as long as he could win, he could obtain supreme honor.

So he actually held back his screams. ===== CHAPTER 568 =====