Chương 59: AZI Volume 2 Chapter 24
(Ai, I'll use Tai Xuan to repair her later. For now…)
*Bang!!!* hearing the sound of the sniper rifle going off again, Long Hua positions Bai Zhe before the bullet's trajectory of travel.
*Ding!*
"…!"
Much to Qing Yue's shock, the moment her bullet hits the sword Qi shrouded weapon, it is effortlessly divided in half.
"…"
As a feeling of lightheadedness wraps around Long Hua's head, he takes two unsteady steps backwards.
(I really hate this feeling.)
To Long Hua, being saved or protected is the same as—
(Being reminded of how worthless I am… This feeling sucks the most. I need to find something to vent this irritation on…)
Despite feeling thoroughly enraged by what had just happened, Long Hua maintains a mostly composed state of mind, as he crouches down, and gently rests Tian Cheng's body onto the ground.
(This magic array needs to be destroyed first. After that comes the sniper.)
Picking Kun off the ground, Long Hua rises to a stand, while narrowing his eyes that are giving off a dangerous gleam.
(The enemy possesses weapons related to Immortals on hand; I should have expected them to have something like this as well. Carelessness really is a sin, but since the Long Yue family possesses techniques related to Immortal, I guess the need for me to hide my identity as a practitioner is no longer as warranted?)
"Lon-"
"Long-mou's swords have no eyes, give way."
Before Nian Yao Yao can say anything, Long Hua cuts her off in an archaic dialect.
(…He's completely pissed.)
Thinking of this, a bead of cold sweat rolls down Zhui Yun's face.
Facing Long Hua, who is in a state of rage, a vague piece of memory flashes in Zhui Yun's mind. Within this memory, she sees the figure of an individual shrouded in white fog, and—
"…!"
The moment this individual within her memory—turns their passionless gaze towards her direction, it coincides with Long Hua, who is doing the same at this very instance.
(The monster shrouded in white fog…?)
Facing Long Hua's glare, Zhui Yun feels her back drenched in cold sweat—while her heart beats at a rate, where it can seemingly burst.
Why is it that she had forgotten about the events of that day? Even now, Zhui Yun finds it difficult to recall the entirety of that event—where a fog-shrouded monster had caused everyone to faint upon encounter.
"…Lady Nian, Lady Jing, Hu…- He can't be reasoned with right now."
Muttering these words, and pulling both Nian Yao Yao and Jing Yao to the side—had seemingly taken every ounce of courage that she possessed, so the moment Zhui Yun had finished her task, she immediately collapsed onto her knees.
(Sharpness, precision, and flexibility; these are what my sword intent focuses on. Sharpness and precision should be straightforward. But what of flexibility? I've told you before that—even if I was holding but a blunt stick in my hand, I'd still be able to cleave a boulder in half using it. But what if I'm in a situation where my weapon is knocked out of my hand? What do I do then?)
(Wouldn't you just use your bare fists to beat down the enemies instead?)
(Hahaha, that is one method, but you can also choose to become the sword yourself. I call this technique Sword Armor.)
With the others having distanced themselves from him, Long Hua mutters—
"Impervious… To a thousand blades."
Following his mutter, the invisible currents of sword Qi that shroud Long Hua's blades begin to expand in volume.
Gradually, the twin currents run up to his shoulders, and momentarily, they converge to engulf the entirety of his body in a veil.
*…! …! …! …! …!* scars that can only be formed by blades—are carved onto the ground beneath his feet, as a sign of Long Hua's inability to control this technique properly.
(…It feels as if I'd be cut down, the moment I try to take a single step forward.)
Upon Long Hua's activation of his Sword Armor, Nian Tao Tao feels as if there are numerous blades being directed at her from every possible angle.
(This is an Immortal's sword Qi…?)
Compared to Nian Tao Tao, Jing Yin's reaction to the pressure of Long Hua's Sword Armor is much more severe, as blood drains from her face.
"…"
Raising both Bai Zhe and Kun, with the latter tilted back a bit more, Long Hua directs a sharp glare at Qing Yue.
"Uh…!"
As the wind howls in an ominous manner, a chill like no other creeps down Qing Yue's spine—causing her hair to stand on ends.
Despite having Long Hua within her aim in the present instance, the first thought that appears in Qing Yue's mind under the former's glare wasn't to fire another shot at them.
"Run, flee, escape," words of this nature are all that occupies Qing Yue's head, as she releases her hold over the rifle, and begins to roll to the side.
"Cut."
In a way that couldn't be plainer, Long Hua lowers both weapons, with Bai Zhe falling faster than Kun, and amidst its descent—
*Kakaka…!* cracks appear, and spread rampantly to cover up the magic array's conjured walls.
"…"
Sensing a bit of resistance fighting back against Bai Zhe's fall, Long Hua narrows his eyes, as he applies more strength into his right hand.
Following this—
*Pah!!!!!* a sound that is akin to the noise made—when glass is shattered goes off, and with it, the magic array that surrounds him collapses.
In the same instance, the sword Qi that shrouds Bai Zhe dissipates, as a sign of it having fulfilled its task.
With the magic array destroyed, Long Hua applies more strength into his left hand, as he brings Kun down with full force.
Upon the weapon stopping just a centimeter above the ground—
*…!!!!!* the sound of the air being divided follows, and with it, the semi-truck that Qing Yue had been crouching on top of—is split cleanly in half!
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