As they exchanged a few words, the countless fully-unleashed Heavenly Locks were already shattering in large swathes under Da Huang’s terrifying brute Strength, growing more and more unable to hold on.
The crowd’s faces hardened slightly, while Su Yuan looked at Reinhardt and chuckled. "Since you say so, Sword Saint, I take it you already have a way to break the enemy?"
Reinhardt did not answer. Instead, he gripped his longsword and asked:
"Royal Envoy Su, what do you think is the fastest Law in this world?"
Su Yuan pondered briefly, then said, "There are three thousand Laws, with no absolute hierarchy of strong and weak. It depends on the user’s ability. But generally speaking, the Fast and Slow Law, the Wind Law, the Thunder Law, the Light Law... and even your Ti Law, all these Laws have an edge in speed."
Reinhardt stepped forward slowly and asked again, "Then, which Law has the fastest attack speed?"
Su Yuan’s eyes flickered slightly as he watched Reinhardt walk out with sword in hand, vaguely realizing sothing.
Reinhardt raised his sword vertically before him. Massive Power of Ti rose around him like golden star-streams, coiling about his body and gathering strand by strand onto the Holy Sword, transmuting into countless glittering golden Star Dust.
Reinhardt said, "One second equals three instants, one instant equals twenty monts, and in one mont, a King-level Powerhouse can at the very least swing a single sword.
Which is to say, a King Level can swing nearly a hundred swords within one second.
The Wind Law, Thunder Law, and Fast and Slow Law can all increase speed, perhaps two or threefold faster, allowing one to swing several hundred swords in a second."
Su Yuan nodded slightly. "Indeed."
What Reinhardt spoke of was effective sword strikes that t standards of accuracy, power, and so on—not random flailing where every swing is counted as a "sword."
As for a move like "Flowers Blooming in the Other Shore," which unleashes billions of Sword Qi in an instant, that is done by injecting Star Power into the Skill Circuits and having it processed and detonated, not by literally swinging the sword billions of tis.
Laws like the Wind Law and others can all basically speed up one’s movents, but executing a Sword Move, Fist Technique, etc. is not as simple as just moving faster. It’s also affected by Transmute in motion, Energy transfer, bodily load, Law dispatching, and many other dinsions...
Once you reach a certain limit, trying to further raise your attack speed becos exponentially harder!
The hundreds of strikes per second Reinhardt ntioned are already beyond what the vast majority of King Levels can achieve. Su Yuan, relying on the Tuning Ring to grasp part of the Ti Law, is roughly at the level of several hundred swords per second.
Not only Su Yuan—Lou Zhen, Pang Hai, and the others at the side also nodded slightly.
"You lot, die for this general!"
Just then, with a furious roar, after the Tower of Annual Rings, the fully-unleashed Heavenly Locks could no longer withstand Da Huang’s terrifying Strength and shattered in great sheets with a loud clatter.
Before the others could even be shocked, Reinhardt suddenly vanished.
In the next instant, ti seed to freeze, the air seed to halt. The crowd’s vision blurred, and they could only see a blaze of dazzling Golden Light erupt outward from Da Huang’s body...
Da Huang’s eyes bulged wide, horror in his gaze. His pupils, within the seemingly frozen ti, visibly shrank inward to a point.
And just as his pupils shrank to a dot and he was about to react, Reinhardt had already returned to stand before Su Yuan and the others. Aside from the fading Golden Light on his body, it was as if he had never moved at all.
Only, one second of ti had passed.
"The ti it takes for a pupil to contract is roughly... one second."
Reinhardt spoke calmly as he sheathed the Holy Sword with a clear "clang."
In that instant, Golden Light flared. From Da Huang’s hundred-zhang-tall body, thousands of golden sword light beams pierced out densely, accurately skewering Curse Pattern nodes one after another.
Under the sword light, the black-gold Curse Patterns lted away in great swathes like thawing snow, and Da Huang’s hundred-zhang body rapidly deflated like a punctured ball!
"What is this?! My Super Strong Strength... no, no! Reinhardt, you—!!"
Feeling his own Strength uncontrollably pouring away in a frenzy, Da Huang’s shock turned to blazing fury. Unwilling to the extre, he charged straight at Reinhardt.
But that hundred-zhang body, forced into motion, collapsed and shattered even faster, breaking apart into pieces. By the ti he reached the crowd, he had already beco a half-man-tall, riddled black-gold boulder.
With a "boom!" it exploded on the spot...
Lou Zhen, Pang Hai, and the others at the side all had their pupils trembling.
Su Yuan, too, narrowed his eyes slightly, nodding inwardly in great astonishnt.
The Ti Sword Saint—this is how terrifying he is!
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