1202: Chapter 396: Once Witnessed Tianxiao Dancing in the Palm of the Alliance Hierarch (Extra for Alliance Hierarch isMing!) 1202: Chapter 396: Once Witnessed Tianxiao Dancing in the Palm of the Alliance Hierarch (Extra for Alliance Hierarch isMing!) True Monarch Yu Xi announced the start of the battle, and his voice almost simultaneously echoed in everyone’s ears.
Dou Zhao then strode forward, raised his hand, and with one slash, chopped down!
Boom!
Although there was no thunder, it sounded as if thunder had struck.
Pillar of the Six Unions encased the battleground, with the gigantic Dharma Phases of the six supres standing on all six sides.
The sky directly above the Arena was unobstructed.
But there were wind and clouds.
As Dou Zhao’s blade swung, the clouds were suddenly parted in two, and the breezing wind silently split!
It seed as if the entire sky had suddenly cracked open.
At this mont, the thick-backed blade, shaped like a broken edge, slashed down heavily, but it seed what was falling was not the blade.
But rather the cracked, almost apocalyptic sky!
The sword is nad Tianxiao Sword.
The move is called Heavenly Punishnt.
Among the Seven Forms of Battle, this is the first.
Dou Zhao’s blade was still halfway there, but the sky’s crack had already plumted.
Above Gan Changan’s head, traces where the air was split open…
Sharply apparent.
It made one worry that the entire space, including him, would be split apart.
Facing this rift in the heavens.
Gan Changan calmly extended his palm.
His right hand stretched flat, palm facing upward.
Like a child cradling a beloved object.
Sothing was moving…
A flash of cold light was dancing!
Jiang Wang strained his eyesight and finally made out that it was a small knife about four inches long.
This knife was very delicate.
The spine of the knife was like two crescent moons side by side, while the edge of the knife was like a flowing stream, very clear and gentle.
The handle of the knife was the waist of a graceful beauty, twisting her legs together, bringing the knife handle to an end.
A pair of jade arms, one in front of the other, one above and one below, seed to be dancing, becoming the guard.
There’s a saying in Qin Country –
“A four-inch Little Knife dances in the palm, once this dance is seen, one’s life goes wrong.”
World renowned knives, dance in the palm.
Those who see this knife, have no more life to live.
This was a famous knife once held by a female True Monarch in the history of Qin Country, now in the hands of Gan Changan, it still blended harmoniously.
As the line of the worldly crack fell.
The four-inch Little Knife in Gan Changan’s palm also precisely slashed out a line of knife energy.
Intersecting with the crack, one horizontal, one vertical.
This sliver of knife energy that was slashed out, was just like threading with a needle.
That falling “rift of the heaven”…
was being stitched up!
Rather than smashing or annihilating it, this act of restoration was even more rare and more terrifying.
A knife is an instrunt for killing, to heal instead of kill, is simply against common sense.
But it is precisely the most overpowering strength that arises from such defiance.
This was the peerless Sword Skill inherited from True Monarch Xu Wang, the Fate Sword Technique!
With one slash, the rift in the heavens was sealed.
At this mont, Dou Zhao was still on his way.
But in the next breath, the rift that faintly divided the space suddenly widened.
The knife energy that would have “stitched” the rift in the heaven was instantly torn open.
And Dou Zhao, together with his sword, astonishingly slashed out from that rift!
Unimaginably fast, unimaginably cruel.
Blades filled the sky, and the overwhelming shadows of blades converged into one.
Cutting off the line of fate.
Enacting the Heavenly Punishnt, befalling the body of Gan Changan.
Such a terrifying, such a sudden strike!
Clang!
Gan Changan caught the handle of the dancing knife in his palm with two fingers, positioning it above his head, in the nick of ti, he just managed to block the slash.
The Little Knife danced in hand, blocking the Tianxiao Sword.
A four-inch knife resisting a four-feet sword.
The Fate Sword Technique against the Seven Forms of Battle.
The Little Knife danced downwards!
It sank three milliters!
Gan Changan looked up, eyes eting Dou Zhao’s bright, sun-like gaze.
His lips with a hint of youthful fuzz, slightly parted: “This knife, must not fall.”
An indescribable force enveloped Dou Zhao, descending from the sky.
His figure, decisively striking down with the Tianxiao Sword, was actually slowly rising!
This is Divine Skill…
Overrule!
It’s a top-tier Divine Skill close to the Absolute Summit.
Within a certain range of ability, things that are not acknowledged will not happen!
And the four-inch Long Knife in the palm danced crazily between Gan Changan’s fingers, like flowing light revolving around.
This ti he held the hilt with his thumb and index finger, pulled up and charged back, stabbing Dou Zhao’s abdon simply yet logically.
It pierced through the air, shattered the protective starlight falling from the sky, and once the blade was drawn, it was close to Dou Zhao, directly facing his vulnerability and soft spots.
This peerless Sword Skill, passed down from True Monarch Xu Wang, is known as “eting by Fate, Encountering in Life and Death.”
It is not as Zen-like as its na suggests, but a Sword Skill that is extrely vicious and brutal.
eting by fate, I endow you with death.
Facing this knife.
Dou Zhao’s radiant eyes, once brilliant as the sun, suddenly beca indifferent.
The Tianxiao Sword was held high, obviously without a sharp tip, but the extrely keen and icy aura had once again penetrated the clouds.
The heavens’ light remained, but it seed to have lost sothing, becoming sowhat dim and gloomy.
And Dou Zhao pulled down this high-raised Tianxiao Sword, the blade gleaming with a faint light.
This strike fell.
The fourth of the Seven Forms of Battle, Divinity Extinguishes!
Once upon a ti at Chi Yun Mountain, Dou Min also raised this move in its initial stance.
But it was imdiately suppressed by the power of Chi Yun Mountain.
Compared to Dou Zhao’s strike, it was probably only similar in posture!
Dou Zhao’s blade fell.
Divine Power Light shattered.
The effect of Gan Changan’s overruling Divine Skill was smashed!
The edge of the Tianxiao Sword precisely collided with the tip of the Long Knife.
To be exact, as Dou Zhao slashed down with Divinity Extinguishes, Gan Changan actively t it with the tip of his Long Knife, preemptively ending the trajectory of Divinity Extinguishes.
No sound.
This exchange was silent.
The terrifying forces collided, annihilating any sound.
Even Jiang Wang, with his control of the divination abilities like Dream Order, couldn’t catch a hint.
Dou Zhao’s sword-wielding hand lifted slightly.
This ti, the Tianxiao Sword moved up by four milliters!
Gan Changan pinched the hilt of the Long Knife with his thumb and index finger, resisting the edge of the four-foot sword and pushing it upwards!
He added his middle finger.
Dou Zhao, along with his sword, suddenly moved up by four inches.
He added his ring finger.
Dou Zhao moved up by four feet.
Lastly, he added his pinky finger.
It was an awkward-looking gesture.
Gan Changan’s five fingers, gathered together, pinched the hilt of the Long Knife.
Pushing back against Dou Zhao.
Dou Zhao from the top down, Gan Changan from the bottom up.
For Dou Zhao’s side, moving up ant retreating.
But he had to rise, had to retreat.
The terrifying force from the tip of the Long Knife was pushing him to retreat.
He could clearly feel that if he refused to retreat, the Tianxiao Sword would be broken.
Fate Sword Technique, ending the Tianxiao.
It wasn’t that the Tianxiao was inferior to the Long Knife, but that he, Dou Zhao, couldn’t withstand this strike!
Thus, to the eyes of all the spectators, they saw—
Gan Changan with the tip of a four-inch knife, resisting the edge of Dou Zhao’s blade, pushing him continuously upwards.
The speed getting faster and faster, until there was a piercing shriek!
It was the dissipated Sword Skill energy cutting through the air, creating a shrill howl during the constant clashes.
Gan Changan looked up at Dou Zhao, his hand gathering on the hilt.
Continually channeling strength, accelerating.
Continually controlling the direction of the dissipating Sword Skill energy.
Those Sword Skill energies faintly gathered in the high sky, constantly colliding, as if they wanted to part the heavens.
A Sword Skill of Heavenly Punishnt?
Imposing punishnt on behalf of Heaven?
Then…
Push you back into the rift of Heaven!
You impose punishnt on behalf of Heaven, I let Heaven punish you!
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ps: Sword guard (xin): Can be understood as the part of a blade that protects the hand.
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