Chapter 657

Su Ming gripped the branch, standing firm in the arena, his gaze icy!

Zhang Guliu was at the same realm as him, both at the Fourth Turn, and with the added foundation of the Zhang family, his strength was not to be underestimated.

At this point, it was impossible for him to continue relying solely on ordinary attacks.

Su Ming thought to himself.

"The first strike is extremely important to me."

"The newly acquired title 'First Edge' can increase the power of my first move by 10%."

I will use this move to show my style!

Facing Zhang Guliu's surging offensive, he did not retreat even half a step; instead, he charged straight ahead!

He did not activate Wave-Lingering Steps, but his movement speed had reached its peak, causing Zhang Guliu's eyes to blur for a split second, unable to track his trajectory.

Su Ming did not raise his sword; instead, he held the branch horizontally across his chest!

His left hand pinched into an elegant orchid finger gesture, close to the branch.

He let the massive sword of flesh and soul slash toward his head, showing no posture of swinging a sword at all.

A hint of coldness appeared in Zhang Guliu's eyes.

"Hmph, courting death."

At this distance, the giant sword was less than ten centimeters from the Moon-Slaying Swordsman's head.

He had already won this battle!

One strike would decide the outcome.

The breathing of the entire audience also stalled at this moment!

"It's over, I can't bear to look!" some spectators turned their heads away.

"With this sword from Zhang Guliu, I'm afraid the Moon-Slaying Swordsman's brains will explode directly."

"The Moon-Slaying Swordsman used a branch to fight all the way to the finals; he really had a flair for showing off, but he didn't deserve this..."

"Moon-Slaying Swordsman, concede!"

"Concede, don't endure unnecessary pain." People shouted one after another.

At this moment, within the Yang family mountains.

Yang Xuan sat alone on the peak of a mountain, leaning against an old tree, watching this battle.

"Moon-Slaying Swordsman... I hope you fight to your heart's content and leave no regrets," he muttered.

He knew Zhang Guliu's combat power best; even he couldn't beat him, so this little Moon-Slaying Swordsman certainly couldn't either.

But he had enjoyed pleasant conversations with the Moon-Slaying Swordsman, so he didn't want him to lose too uglily.

At this moment, he was staring at the battle with full concentration.

At the same time, he could take this opportunity to learn more about Zhang Guliu's combat style, paving the way for the future.

……

In the battlefield.

The giant sword condensed from rotting flesh descended, flickering with a ghostly green glow.

Whoosh!

The fierce wind whistled, blowing Su Ming's robes into a frenzy!

At the perfect moment when Zhang Guliu approached and the giant sword was about to graze his hair, Su Ming finally moved!

His eyes were deep, and his fingers made a subtle movement: he flicked his finger against the branch.

The 【Flicking Sword Startles the Bird】 skill was activated!

Clang!!

A crisp sound of a sword chime exploded, and a deep, peculiar loud noise erupted across the arena.

The silver sword ripples spread out like waves, and wherever they passed, the ground developed circular, wave-like craters—absolute destruction!

This strike was too terrifying; the giant sword held by the soul shadow behind Zhang Guliu instantly shattered and disintegrated, turning into a splash of translucent green soul-liquid pus that scattered!

The main body of the towering soul shadow was also shaken into drifting dust.

This sword Qi was as intangible as ripples, yet not as soft as water; instead, it was extremely sharp, steel-like and fierce!

Zhang Guliu himself was struck heavily, flying backward for over ten meters!