Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 1610 - 1607: Bloodline Power
Xu Feibaiβs expression was stern, as a scent of blood suddenly erupted from his body, and a mark slowly appeared at the center of his brows. ππΏπ²ππ πππ»πΌπ―ππ.ππΌπΊ
The blood-red mark, resembling a slender diamond, seemed like a portal about to open, with blood light surging behind it, representing a realm of blood.
"Blood Power!" Xu Feibai roared, clenching his fists, as a blood-colored mist appeared, enveloping his fists, surrounded by swirling blood flames.
"Lin Tian, this is the Jiang Chen Bloodline Power! Come on!" Xu Feibai lifted his head, staring at Lin Tian. His figure flickered, vanishing from where he stood, reappearing right before Lin Tian, and swung a punch infused with rolling blood mist.
"I donβt care about your Blood Power, Iβll shed your blood!" Lin Tian shouted, swinging his fist to meet the attack.
The two exchanged punches with lightning speed, already trading hundreds of blows in a blink, with the sound of explosions accompanying the strike, like heavy artillery firing simultaneously.
Rumble... Rumble...
The earth shook, and the mountains trembled with each collision. Purple flames and blood mist intertwined, with rings of visible ripples spreading out, causing the surrounding wild grass and walls to tilt and fall, with the breakage perfectly smooth.
The ground where they stood, the concrete pavement, continued to crack and shatter completely, as if crushed by a heavy tank.
Another punch collided, and both were forced to retreat. Upon stopping, Lin Tian felt his blood boiling, as if ready to evaporate through his pores. With a thought, he intensified the purple flames, forcibly suppressing the bloodβs disturbance.
"Blood Power is indeed strange!" Lin Tian said coldly, his eyes unprecedentedly solemn, realizing the Jiang Chen Bloodline Power was unexpectedly troublesome.
"The Fire Power is also impressive, almost scorching me; a lesser zombie would turn to ashes instantly." Xu Feibaiβs seriousness mirrored Lin Tianβs.
Both encountered such peculiar energy for the first time, similar beings, yet possessing entirely different powers.
"Lin Tian, youβve progressed so much; in just a few months, youβve reached my level. It took me hundreds of years to grow to this extent, but you did it in under half a year." Xu Feibai exclaimed, genuinely amazed, thinking every zombieβs growth takes thousands of years.
Lin Tian, only eighteen years old, had no concept of cultivating for centuries, sometimes even feeling his progress was slow. But hearing Xu Feibaiβs words, he realized his pace wasnβt slow; it was quite fast.
Reflecting back, his growth seemed destined, all tied to one person, no, precisely one zombieβHouqing.
In the ancient battlefieldβs Blood-colored Array, seemingly set by Charlotte, it actually originated from Houqing, and his later essence directly propelled Lin Tianβs advancement, nearly upgrading him.
Transformed into a zombie by Nu Ba, and indirectly or directly boosted by Houqing, sometimes Lin Tian thought, did he have a hobby of collecting, gathering the four major zombie bloodlines in one body.
"Youβve lived for hundreds of years? Youβre quite old." Lin Tian no longer dwelled on growth issues, just looking at Xu Feibaiβs youthful face, unable to correlate it with hundreds of years.
Xu Feibai didnβt respond to this query, instead saying to himself, "I canβt kill you, nor can you kill me. If I want to leave, you canβt stop me."
"I canβt stop you, but Iβll keep chasing you, driving you insane, until I get the Jiang Chen Bloodline Blood. I wonβt stop until I succeed." Lin Tian said resolutely, the madness in his eyes assuring Xu Feibai he would follow through.
However, Xu Feibai laughed, "Ha... If your skill remains as earlier, youβd still fall short in pestering me."
Lin Tian frowned, unsure of Xu Feibaiβs implication. Xu Feibai didnβt elaborate, instead reaching behind him and suddenly grasping something long.
The lengthy object was wrapped in black cloth, its nature unclear. Xu Feibai shook his arm, and with a ripping sound, the black cloth shredded instantly, revealing what was beneath.
A longsword? No, an eastern blade? No, Lin Tian spotted a scabbard, or rather a blade sheath, guessing a few cold weapons but dismissing them himself.
Clang...
Xu Feibai drew the blade, under the faint moonlight, its blade shone snow-white, a chilling glare exuding from it, its long, narrow blade straight, seeming capable of slicing through anything.
"Tang Sword." Lin Tian finally confirmed Xu Feibaiβs weapon.
The Tang Sword and Japanese blade are very similar. Lin Tian determined it was a Tang Sword, not a Japanese blade, for two reasons. Tang Sword blades are mostly straight, and only a few have curves, while Japanese blades predominantly have curved edges.
Another distinction is the blade edge. Tang Sword edges occupy only one-quarter of the blade, whereas Japanese blade edges occupy half, making Japanese blades appear sharper.
Yet, Japanese blades are far inferior in hardness and toughness compared to Tang Swords due to the need for Tang Swords to smash metal armor, prioritizing armor-breaking, whereas Japanese blades are used for slicing flesh, yes, human flesh.
During the Huaxia Tang Dynasty, the military mostly adorned metal armor, so Tang Swords demanded armor-breaking capability. Meanwhile, Japan was resource-poor, using leather armor, and sometimes couldnβt even wear leather armor; during battle, the blade mostly hacked flesh, its edge thinner, sharper, but less hard than a Tang Sword.
If Tang Sword and Japanese blade of the same level clashed, the Japanese blade would certainly break.
Furthermore, Lin Tian surmised it was a Tang Sword for a significant reasonβXu Feibai is Huaxia, his pride evident in his tone, proud of being Huaxia; with his prideful nature, heβd disdain an eastern blade as his weapon.
"Glad you didnβt mistake it for a Japanese blade; this sword is named Flowing Light, forged from materials Iβve collected over centuries and infused with Demon Blade Muramasaβs energy, enough to vanquish zombies." Xu Feibai waved the sword, pointing it diagonally at the ground.
"Muramasaβs energy? So it no longer exists in this world?" Lin Tian asked in surprise.
"The Demon Blade is gone, but its consciousness was stripped away. I donβt want to confront you with Flowing Light, but if you persist, I must." Xu Feibai said indifferently.
"Thereβs another consciousness like mine in this world; pitiful, stripped away, but thank goodness my master treats me well," the Sword Spirit suddenly commented, empathetic yet relieved, grateful Lin Tian didnβt strip or destroy its consciousness.
Lin Tian ignored it, instead calmly observing Xu Feibai, watching his Tang Blade Flowing Light.
"I said, no matter what, I must obtain the Jiang Chen Bloodline Blood, even if Jiang Chen stood before me." Lin Tian unwaveringly declared, then revealed a peculiar smile, "You think, having Flowing Light, you can handle me?"
