A Man Like None Other

Chapter 5260

“Well-timed!” Seeing this, the fat woman stopped talking and rushed forward, waving her massive palm.

“Dang!”

The sword and palm of clashed with an even harsher clash. The violent blast of air spread again, this time sending many weaker cultivators flying. Cracks appeared on the walls of the Information Building.

The two masters instantly engaged in a clash!

Mo Chen’s swordsmanship was exquisite, at times nimble and graceful, like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace;

at other times fierce and domineering, like a thunderbolt, unstoppable. Each strike imbued him with a profound understanding of the way of the sword, sending the surrounding Sword Sect disciples’ blood boiling.

The fat woman’s fighting style was vigorous and powerful, leveraging her Earth Immortal Realm cultivation and formidable physique to counter Mo Chen’s sword moves.

Each of her strikes carried such immense force that the very air trembled.

The two engaged in a fierce back-and-forth, the battle darkening the heavens and fading the sun and moon.

Sword flashes and palm strikes intertwined, a relentless roar echoed. The tables and chairs within the information building were shattered, walls crumbled, and the entire building was on the verge of collapse.

The surrounding cultivators had already retreated outside, observing the clash of top-tier masters from afar, their faces filled with shock.

“Oh my God! Is this a duel between top Earth Immortal Realm masters? Terrifying!”

“Senior Mo Chen truly lives up to his reputation; his swordsmanship is formidable!”

“That fat woman is no ordinary creature either. Her physical strength is insane; she managed to withstand Senior Mo Chen’s sword strikes head-on without a scratch!”

The battle raged for a long time, and as rumored, the two engaged in a full three hundred rounds!

After three hundred rounds, both men were breathless and wounded.

Mo Chen’s clothes were torn in several places by the fat woman’s palm wind, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The fat woman was not much better off. The sword light had cut her body with several deep wounds that could be seen to the bone. She was bleeding and her breathing was a little disordered.

Obviously, this battle had consumed both of them greatly.

“Mo Chen, your strength is only so good!”

The fat woman panted, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “Today, let me experience the true strength of your sword sect!”

After saying this, her aura surged again, clearly preparing to use her most powerful skills.

Mo Chen’s face was solemn, he knew he was almost reaching his limit.

The fat woman’s body was too powerful. Although his swordsmanship was exquisite, it was almost impossible to defeat her completely.

“Take my last move! Blood Demon Dance!” The fat woman roared, and the blood flowing from the wounds on her body began to boil, swirling around her body, forming blood-colored air currents.

Her body seemed to expand, becoming even more terrifying.

“Not good!” Mo Chen was horrified. He could sense the terrifying power contained within this move, and fearing the slightest chance of complacency, he concentrated all his spiritual energy on his longsword and whispered, “Sword Sect’s Secret Technique, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!”

Instantly, countless piercing sword energies erupted from his body, converging in the air into a massive sword shadow. With devastating force, it slashed towards the Fatty.

The blood-red air and the massive sword shadow collided with a resounding roar!

“Boom!”

A resounding, earth-shattering roar echoed, and the entire Sword Saint City seemed to shake. A

violent energy storm spread, razing the Information Building to the ground. The surrounding buildings were also affected, collapsing many.

Smoke and dust filled the air, obscuring everyone’s view.

The surrounding cultivators held their breath, staring intently at the center of the cloud, eager to learn the outcome of this terrifying duel.noveldrama

After a long moment, the smoke gradually dissipated, and

the figures of Mo Chen and the Fatty reappeared in the arena.

Mo Chen was leaning on a long sword; his face was as pale as paper, blood was constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his breath was extremely weak. It was obvious that he was seriously injured and had lost his combat effectiveness.