Chapter 015: Saint Against Saint
When these two supreme warriors clashed, their combat auras exploded violently, causing the entire palace to tremble slightly as if feeling the shock.
High above the imperial city, Best’s combat aura had been pushed to its limit. A golden light enveloped his entire body. Even the skilled martial artists present could tell that this Star Sword Saint was ready to strike without hesitation.
Under the golden aura, Best’s expression flickered strangely. He floated mid-air, with sword energy constantly surging from his long sword. Though not a legendary artifact of the continent, it was clear Best was extremely familiar with it—knowing its weight, length, and even any cracks… Only with such mastery could he truly control his sword with his mind. A state beyond which most people could never comprehend.
Meanwhile, Francis, still standing in the training ground, frowned slightly. His Blood Rose Sword was already drawn and held in front of him, with combat aura flowing continuously from it. Around him, except for the area covered by his aura, the massive blue bricks on the ground were cracked, with some even flipped upside down—this was the result of their first clash.
Best, floating in the air, seemed surprised by the fact that his attack had done nothing. Staring at Francis, a fierce look flashed in his eyes: “He actually blocked my entire attack! Well, the Silver Sheath Sword Saint truly lives up to his reputation!”
With that, Best raised his sword again, tapped it lightly, and a dragon-like roar was heard before he pointed at Francis and said, “Let’s continue!”
In a flash, Best disappeared from his spot and reappeared behind Francis, his sword bearing a menacing aura as it aimed at Francis’s back!
But before the sword could strike, Francis’s figure flickered, and he reappeared above Best, his Blood Rose Sword glowing with fire as it rushed toward Best’s forehead. Best frowned and vanished in a flash, reappearing in a different position…
Just like that, the two kept changing positions. Although their combat auras kept colliding, their long swords never made a single impact! Both were powerful warriors at the Saint level, having reached a high level of mastery in utilizing rules. So, while a missed strike meant nothing, a successful one could almost determine the winner! Their figures kept shifting in mid-air, creating an extremely dazzling sight. After this bout of fighting, it seemed both sides realized that they could never determine a winner in this way. Best’s figure flashed as he retreated back into the air. He looked at Francis and sighed, “Exciting! Truly exciting! But this time, I want to see if you can block my move!” With that, a golden aura of combat energy flared up again, and Best rushed toward Francis like a beam of light. A hint of caution appeared in Francis’s eyes as he gripped the Blood Rose tightly… Swish— Almost without warning, Best was already in front of Francis, swinging his sword downward! All the warriors present were stunned by this move. After all, their previous movements were merely “instant translocations” that deceived the human eye with extreme speed, but this kind of instant translocation was beyond even Francis’s ability to dodge as a Saint-level warrior. It must be the legendary “instant translocation” that utilizes spatial rules—this was the ultimate goal a warrior could strive for! Yet, it seemed Francis had anticipated this outcome. He moved his Blood Rose slightly forward, seemingly casually, but it seemed to carry immense power. With a slight lift of his sword tip… A dull clang was heard. For the first time after so long of fighting, the two weapons finally collided. The Blood Rose seemingly effortlessly blocked Best’s sword strike. Under this defense, Best’s face paled slightly, but he remained motionless, his golden combat aura burning even brighter! Francis seemed to sense something as well; his combat aura also surged, and the Blood Rose, driven by his aura, emitted intense sword energy.
The unrestrained clash between the two caused their combat auras to continuously press against each other, causing the ground around them to explode repeatedly. The stones floating in the air were quickly reduced to powder! Their combat auras had reached their peak, with their clothes fluttering and hair flying wildly. At that moment, the precision steel long sword in Best’s hand suddenly emitted a mournful buzzing sound—clearly a sign that the sword could no longer withstand the combined force of their auras and was on the verge of breaking. Best’s expression changed instantly. Before he could do anything, there was a “ding” sound, and his precision steel long sword turned to powder. As a result of this accident, their previously evenly matched combat auras shifted. With a “boom,” Best was sent flying several meters backward. He could no longer hold back and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his robe red… This move seemed to determine a winner between them. Those around who understood martial arts were stunned, some even wondering if the Star Sword Saint Best, now old and weakened, was no longer a match for Francis. But only the two fighters knew that the previous move was actually still a draw. Best was pushed back merely because his weapon was of poor quality, nowhere near comparable to a divine artifact like the Blood Rose… Otherwise, it was still uncertain who would have been defeated! Thus, Best’s retreat could be considered a non-combat-related setback. Moreover, although he suffered a minor setback by spitting out blood, he managed to disperse all of Francis’s sword energy, something that ordinary people could hardly understand. Best sighed… Francis also sighed… After a long while, Francis slightly frowned and said, “Change your weapon, and let’s continue!” Hearing this, Best didn’t refuse. He simply nodded, raised his hand, and waved it lightly. A battle axe flew from one of the palace guards’ hands and landed in his grasp. Best weighed the axe in his hand, smiled gently, and said, “Alright, I’m ready. Let’s continue!” Francis was slightly surprised. He glanced at the axe in Best’s hand and asked, “Aren’t you using a sword?”
You should know that although Best’s swordsmanship was bold and grand but not particularly refined, it was only during the fight that Francis realized that every one of Best’s strikes was the result of countless repetitions. Though they seemed weak at first glance, they were actually extremely powerful.
Francis admired Best’s swordsmanship greatly, but he couldn’t imagine that Best wouldn’t use a sword after switching weapons. Noticing Francis’s surprised expression, Best suddenly smiled slightly and said, “I don’t need a sword; this will do… or rather, any weapon will do.”
At that moment, Best gave Francis a deep look, almost to himself, saying, “Why must one use a sword? In your eyes, only the Blood Rose is a sword, but in mine, anything in the world can be a sword.”
Hearing this, Francis was stunned and appeared deep in thought. But after a short while, his brows relaxed, and he murmured, “Anything in the world can be a sword? That’s a great saying! Then… let me see your technique of using anything as a sword!”
With that, Francis raised the Blood Rose in his hand, and its sword energy locked onto Best. Best smiled slightly. Without making any obvious move, his combat energy diminished slightly, but almost at the same time, an extremely fierce killing intent spread around him. This intense killing intent was so powerful that even Francis felt a sense of helplessness.
If Best with a sword earlier was like a sword still sheathed, then Best now was like a sword fully drawn, shining brightly!
“The Star Sword Saint truly has his own methods!” Francis thought in admiration. The opponent’s strength was originally on par with his own, but now, without using a saint-level domain and merely by switching weapons, he could surpass Francis in momentum. Surely, the opponent had some unique understanding of martial arts. The Star Sword Saint truly cannot be underestimated!
Seeing Francis’s expression, Best smiled slightly and said, “Are you ready? Then let’s continue!”
With that, Best took a breath and suddenly shouted, “Kill!!”