Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 408 - 149: Above Ultimate Skill Lies Divine Skill; Divine Wood’s Defeat Is Like a Mountain Collapse
Li Ping’an also picked up a similar Seventh Grade Blade, cupped his fists toward Li Yuan, and shouted, "Dad, here I come."
Li Yuan beckoned with his finger.
Li Ping’an held the blade, strolling back and forth casually in the courtyard, humming a tune...
But just as he reached a certain point in his tune, his sideways figure suddenly took an incredibly bizarre turn, becoming indistinct, merging man and blade into one, transforming into a gleaming meteor, like a wild python in the wind, baring its fangs, with brilliance flashing everywhere!
"The harmony of movement and stillness, not bad."
Li Yuan praised, raising his hand and wielding a blade.
Boom!!
The blade light exploded, stirring up a whirlwind in the secret chamber.
The whirlwind lashed against the walls like a whip, producing a "snap, snap" cracking sound.
As for Li Ping’an, he was directly blown away, landing in a half-squat on the ground, his left hand’s five fingers pressed to the ground, his right hand gripping the long blade, looking leisurely but with eyes blazing, he said to Li Yuan, "Dad, you’re still a Treasure Blade."
Li Yuan beckoned with his finger, saying, "Continue, warm up first."
"Warm up?" Li Ping’an was stunned for a moment.
Was that just now a warm-up?
Li Yuan said, "I’ll give you three blades to warm up; that was the first blade."
Thinking for a moment, he added, "The Sixth Grade Blade will enter a certain Mental Realm, causing temporary changes in disposition, but I haven’t, so... I am only using Seventh Grade strength to spar with you, no need to doubt that."
Li Ping’an took a deep breath, suddenly smiled, and said, "No need for three blades to warm up! I’m... always in prime condition!"
With that, he laughed wildly, suddenly stood up, supported the long blade on the ground, and in the next moment, phantoms began to appear around him, layer upon layer of phantoms creating illusions around him that tormented one’s vision.
But these phantoms had yet to detach from his body, only swaying around him.
"This blade, since I created it, has never been used on anyone."
Li Ping’an grinned and said, "But to convince you, Dad, forgive your son for being rude."
Li Yuan took a glance and recognized it.
This blade is not yet a Secret Skill above Great Perfection but is a Half-Step Secret Skill, just forming a prototype.
A fourteen-year-old boy able to create this, although influenced by external factors, well demonstrates his demon-like talent.
He laughed, "You brat, such a blowhard."
Li Ping’an said, "Here I come!"
As the word "here" fell.
Li Ping’an darted forward, with a figure so torturous to the eyes that even perception became blurred, becoming increasingly exaggerated along the short ten-zhang distance, like a willow branch swaying in the wind, moving with a trajectory that was set to "accelerate," and sped up by hundreds of times...
"Blade One!"
A loud shout echoed beside Li Yuan’s ear.
The youth’s blade came down from the air like a huge ball of dazzling light.
However...
This light suddenly stopped.
Stopped mid-air.
The brilliance dimmed.
The blade wind seemed to meet an indestructible giant mountain, blocked in its path, and stopped listlessly.
Li Yuan pinched the long blade’s body with two fingers of his left hand, holding his son along with it, suspended in mid-air.
Time seemed to freeze here.
Father and son maintained this posture quietly like sculptures.
Li Ping’an did not struggle, in this instant, his pupils showed some dullness, like blazing flames doused with a bucket of ice water.
Li Yuan casually flung his son far away.
He is a peerlessly strong man who created his Cultivation Skill. Even if his Realm hasn’t kept up, his understanding of the Sword Dao is extremely strong, certainly not something a greenhorn like Li Ping’an can shake.
After being tossed away, Li Ping’an half-knelt on the ground.
He finally fell silent, somewhat mute.
Li Yuan smiled, "What? Is your dream that fragile?"
Li Ping’an suddenly lifted his head, the laughter in his eyes gone, breathed deeply, tightly gripped his blade with five fingers, and then charged at Li Yuan again...
Boom!
Li Ping’an was blown away.
Boom!
Li Ping’an was blown away again.
Boom!
Li Ping’an was blown away once more.
Blown away again and again, and charged up again and again, like a thoroughly enraged beast, increasingly forgetting himself, increasingly frenzied.
Yet, no matter how frenzied, no matter how lost.
Li Yuan effortlessly knocked him away, looking exceedingly leisurely, even yawning after a dozen rounds, sheathing his long blade, then drew a circle on the ground, said in a child-coaxing tone, "So, son, if you can just force me out of this circle, you win, how about that?"
Oh, wait a moment, I’ll make the circle smaller."
"Ahhhhhhh!!"
Li Ping’an roared with anger, his eyes reddening.
An hour later...
Li Ping’an knelt on the ground, drenched in sweat, trembling all over, every muscle pulsating like a heart, veins bulging and twitching uncontrollably... 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Li Yuan looked down at him coldly, "You still haven’t been able to force me out of this circle. Now... I’ve let you attack for so long. Now it’s my turn."
He calmly looked at his son, and then gripped the hilt with five fingers, softly said, "Listen."
As the words fell, he flipped his palm, lodging the blade into the ground, without any apparent movement, yet the long blade in his palm started to vibrate in a manner "instantly from low to high, then to screaming," the surrounding air boiling along with it, with all the tables, chairs, and tea sets in the secret chamber bouncing like beans on a drum.
Boom!!
The sword sheath seemed to suffer terrifying power, clearly never leaving the ground, but suddenly bursting into fragments, shooting everywhere, revealing the blade within, shining with a cold gleam.
The blade was vibrating, the air, and even the light, all followed in the tremor, being in this moment, seemed like being at the earthquake’s core, an indescribable panic surged through.
