Richard was lifted up by the gun and fell heavily to the ground, then bounced up in the air. Ask's gun shot out like a dragon, and a flash of cold light struck again.
Through the clouds!
The first cloud-piercing strike passed over his shoulder. The old Sword Saint actually twisted his waist and abdomen in the air with nowhere to gain support, and managed to complete a short displacement and avoid the vital points.
Then he held his sword in mid-air, blocking the second cloud-piercing attack, and used the force to fly backwards.
Ask put away his spear expressionlessly.
From the very beginning of the fight, Ask noticed that the old man was holding back, keeping his physical strength at around Lv.6. Otherwise, the demigod-level speed alone would have been enough to make Ask unable to fight back.
However, Ask only used a continuous attack of the Azure Dragon to force the Sword Saint to no longer be able to suppress his own strength, and suddenly increased the release of suppressed physical power by a large margin.
After all, he is a demigod of physics, and he can act as he pleases even under the current suppression of the demonic tide.
"Better than I expected." Richard Turner said, pressing his left hand on the wound on his lower back, where the bleeding quickly stopped.
It was not the ability of the Flesh and Blood Sequence, but relying entirely on the demigod's powerful physical fitness, that the wound scabbed over in an instant.
Ask was completely speechless. The difference in levels and attributes was too big, what was the point of fighting? Could he just admit defeat
"You deserve stronger strength, come again." Richardnal growled and raised his sword to attack again.
His body disappeared from the spot. Ask's eyes blurred, and he quickly attacked and parried with the sword in his hand, and then he felt a huge force coming along the sword, pushing his body backwards rapidly.
The Sword Saint's physical strength at this time seemed to have exceeded the level of Lv.20, and his speed completely exceeded the limit of what his naked eyes could see. Ask could only rely on his rich tactical experience to predict the opponent's attack and block it in advance...
Strictly speaking, he couldn't even block it. He could only jump into the air at the moment of parrying and then use displacement to relieve the force. If his feet were on the ground, he might have already broken his bones and fallen to the ground.
Flying backwards in the air, Ask caught a glimpse of something flashing below from the corner of his eye. Although he couldn't see what it was, he knew who it was, and he immediately turned around and stabbed with his sword.
The long sword stabbed into the empty space, but suddenly it seemed to hit something. Richard Tenner's figure flashed there, and the long sword blocked Ask's thrust and hit the heart of his chest.
"Interesting." Richard Turner laughed.
With his current body movement and speed, this young man should not be able to be seen clearly with the naked eye.
However, he first launched a half-moon slash, but was blocked by the opponent's early attack.
After knocking the opponent away, he rushed to the bottom and planned to make a slashing move, but the opponent stabbed him in the air in advance, forcing him to change his tactics temporarily and block the opponent's attack.
The young man in front of him was able to make complete responses twice in a row even though he couldn't see his own movements clearly. This only shows that his combat awareness is so strong that it far exceeds that of an ordinary swordsman.
Your sword skills are passable, your tactical awareness is excellent, but... how about your ability to handle stress