Source of "It Turns Out I Was Really the Protagonist":
Ding ding ding!
The longsword that pierced through Ling Quan's arm guard, which had disappeared due to its high-speed rotation, reappeared, nailing straight into the fine gold armor that was a hand's width away from Ling Quan's face, emitting a piercing metallic scraping sound. Looking at Ling Quan again, he had lost his composure from before, his face full of shock, panic, and a mixture of anger and rage!
"What the hell is this thing? Where did it come from?!"
Ling Quan's pierced arms hung limply. At this moment, all his energy was focused on the adamantite armor. His rich combat experience made Ling Quan instinctively realize that if he did not concentrate all the defense of the adamantite armor on one point, he would probably be dead!
As he had predicted, Ling Quan felt a wave of fear as he felt the terrifying tearing force emanating from the adamantine armor. But what worried him even more was not just that. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the True Martial Hall crowd rushing forward, enveloped by an invisible ripple. Then, everyone seemed to freeze in place. Even the various techniques and magical artifacts they summoned were no longer instantaneous, but rather dragged their heavy bodies forward with difficulty!
Especially when Ling Quan's eyes met Li Sisui's the moment the latter stared straight at him with a playful yet curious look in his eyes, he suddenly realized that the half-sword on his face was actually made by the cultivator at the third level of the Divine Illumination Realm. Looking at the direction the sword was moving, it was actually aimed at his brow!
One fatal blow!
No matter how many life-saving abilities and defensive weapons he possessed, he had no time to react to the invisible flying sword with its incredible speed and terrifying destructive power. Although he could unleash these abilities and weapons with a mere thought, the flying sword that was locked in front of his face was simply too fast, so fast that he didn't even have time to think. If it weren't for his years of combat instincts and his advance prediction, he would probably have had his head blown off by now!
That was close!
"Tenth level of the Transformation Realm, indeed quite powerful. However, I didn't expect the so-called 'fast sword' in the mantra to be so fast, almost infinitely close to teleportation. It seems my understanding of speed was still somewhat shallow..."
After his divine sense surged, he discovered that the follow-up to the incantation had appeared on the booklet that stretched across the heavens and earth in his mind. Although it was only four words long, the swift sword that was summoned at the end was both so fast and so short, which he hadn't expected. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong...
Although it was only half a sword, it consumed nearly two-thirds of his divine sense to barely condense it. No matter how much divine sense he injected afterward, the half sword did not change. Considering the surge in his divine sense, he had to come to the conclusion that the length of the sword was related to the strength of his own divine sense, but not to the amount of divine sense.
To take the Swift Sword to the next level, he could only continue to expand his sea of consciousness. Just thinking about it was exciting. The Swift Sword's performance had completely exceeded his expectations. He even felt like he had half a sword in his hand and the world was his!
Seeing that the swift sword and the golden armor that Lingquan had summoned were locked in a stalemate, he couldn't help but have other thoughts. The palace master in front of him should be the strongest cultivator that Li Sisui had directly fought since he transmigrated. As for the Supreme Demon Ancestor and the Unbound Daoist, he had not directly fought with him, and in the end, he only managed to escape danger by relying on the protagonist's halo, so they cannot be counted in this category!
"Perfect timing to practice on you and test the limits of a fast sword. Since you're the fastest, let me see just how fast you really are!"
Li Sisui raised an eyebrow, his forehead was sweating, and he felt a slight dizziness. Controlling the slow sword domain while also wielding half of the fast sword was a challenge, even with his vast and boundless divine sense. However, the opportunity to both reach the limits of the fast sword and intimidate his opponent was rare, and he naturally wouldn't miss it!
Li Sisu gritted his teeth and frantically poured his remaining spiritual power into the fast sword that had already revealed its form. This time, the fast sword that was formed was quite peculiar and very different from the slow sword before. In fact, it was not transparent and formless, but had a fixed shape!
After being activated by mental focus, the sword spins at high speed. Because the speed of rotation is so fast, it looks like an invisible flying sword. However, even from this glimpse, one can get a slight sense of how fast the sword is and just how terrifying it is!
Click click click!
Ling Quan's heart, which had just calmed down, jumped back into his throat. His eyes were filled with shock. His most prized metal armor, which had already activated its ultimate defense, had actually developed a tiny crack in front of him. Looking at the True Martial Hall disciples shrouded in the strange domain, a chill ran down his spine!
Whether this person can withstand the onslaught is unknown, but he knows that before this person is surrounded, a transparent hole will be shot through his forehead!
"Senior, spare my life! Have mercy!"
Finally, between playing the hero and waiting to die and admitting defeat and living a wretched life, Ling Quan chose the latter. Cultivators have always cherished their lives, and their arduous cultivation and pursuit of immortality are nothing more than for the sake of longevity. What they tirelessly pursue is often what they value most!
Click!
Ling Quan's golden armor, the ultimate defense, could no longer withstand the swift sword's 'penetration,' cracking open with a gap the size of a bowl. Then, with a 'whoosh,' the swift sword was no longer an obstacle in front of it, and was only a palm's distance from Ling Quan's brow. However, at this moment, Li Sisui's sea of consciousness was almost exhausted!
Moreover, he didn't intend to kill anyone; his main goal was to intimidate. The most effective method was clearly not the bloody scene of a headshot, but rather the sword hanging high above his head, ready to strike at any moment. The moment before the sword struck, when his life hung by a thread, was the most intimidating.
While his head was still spinning, he heard Ling Quan's pitiful pleas for mercy coming from afar. He immediately stopped his consciousness, put a hand to his forehead, and after a short while, he opened his eyes again. As for the Slow Sword Domain, he had shrunk it to his front the moment Ling Quan begged for mercy. The disciples of the True Martial Hall were suddenly freed from the mud, and coupled with the Hall Master's pleas for mercy behind them, they were stunned and didn't know what to do!
The fine gold armor shattered, Ling Quan closed his eyes tightly, his brows furrowed into a knot, and with a thud, he knelt on the spot. After a moment, he came to his senses and realized that he was not dead, but he could still feel the sharp sword energy between his brows!
Although his life was temporarily saved, the crisis was clearly not completely over. The strange flying sword that came and went without a trace was still in front of him. Although he could not see it, his divine sense could clearly perceive it!
"Senior, spare our lives! All of you, step back! Step back!"
Ling Quan suddenly opened his eyes and roared hoarsely. The disciples of the True Martial Hall then came to their senses and retreated, surrounding Ling Quan. When any disciple tried to approach Ling Quan, he shouted them back. The deacons and elders of the True Martial Hall clearly sensed something and subtly glanced at Li Sisui, who stood motionless in the distance with his hands on his head, his expression complex...
When did such a person emerge from Sage Hill?
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