Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior-Chapter 200 - 149: The Might of the Five Extremes, Blade and Sword Resound Together! (Double-Length)

Chapter 200: Chapter 149: The Might of the Five Extremes, Blade and Sword Resound Together! (Double-Length)

"This person is even stronger than Gu Feng. Is this the might of the Five Extremes Realm?!"

Su Mu’s mind raced, and one hand swiftly rested on the hilt of the inconspicuous long saber at his waist.

In that instant, whether it was Xie Li or Wei Ming, their perception of Su Mu’s momentum dramatically changed, like a divine weapon about to be unsheathed.

Hongmen Secret Saber.

Clang!

The cold blade scraped against the scabbard, producing a long, resonant sound. The speed of this saber was astounding, so much so that even the two who had locked onto its trajectory with spiritual power found it difficult to fully capture.

The Flame Lion that was leaping to attack hadn’t yet closed in when it let out a wailing cry, cut into two halves by the flash of cold light. Xie Li, reacting quickly, crossed his arms in front of him to block.

Clang!

Sparks flew, and a crack suddenly appeared on Xie Li’s sturdy red armor, a spray of blood erupting from it.

"I underestimated you. How many more times can you unleash such a strike?"

The Red-armored Strongman looked down at the fine line of a saber mark on the armor in astonishment, but he also discerned some intricacy. This saber was a peculiar one, likely only able to perform such a strike once upon being unsheathed, thus posing no real threat.

Immediately, he used his power to cauterize his wound and halt the bleeding. He then infused his armor with power, and instantly, a layer of red light flowed over the armor, the arena’s temperature surged sharply, the air distorted, and heat waves rolled.

"Fire Patterned Iron?"

Su Mu’s eyes narrowed. The grade of this Fire Patterned Iron was slightly higher than Red Iron Essence. Properly used, it could forge an Eighth-Grade Treasure Artifact. Such iron was rare even in the Qingyun Three Counties, yet this red armor bore no inscriptions, which Su Mu hadn’t noticed before.

"What a waste..."

At that moment, Su Mu suddenly realized the entire armor was solidly made of Fire Patterned Iron. The material was extremely substantial, and after folding and forging, it inherently possessed the might of a Grade-Entering Treasure Armor, no wonder it could withstand his deployed Secret Saber with a Treasure Artifact.

"You’ve got quite the eye for detail, boy. Earlier, it was merely my oversight. So what if you have a Grade-Entering Treasure Saber? I have the Fire Pattern Battle Armor protecting me!"

The Red-armored Strongman laughed wildly, raising his fist again, his Qi Blood surging within him. With each powerful heartbeat, he bore down like a Humanoid Demon Beast.

Clang clang clang!

The fists covered in red armor clashed fiercely with the saber light, sparks flying. Xie Li, relying on his Fire Pattern Battle Armor, forcefully shattered streak after streak of saber light, with the Grade-Entering Long Saber only managing to leave shallow marks on it.

"The Cold Heron Saber is forged by combining Cold Iron Essence with Iron Essence, inherently imbued with coldness. It’s hindered when used to drive the Blazing Fire Saber Technique."

"And... even if it’s forged from Fire Patterned Iron, without an inscription and spiritual infusion, this armor’s defense shouldn’t be this strong!" Su Mu’s eyes flashed as he discerned the subtleties, his mind turning swiftly as an idea surfaced.

"It’s likely that the Sixth Grade refined Fire Attribute Power greatly enhances both the armor and Martial Arts of the same Fire Attribute!"

Su Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly. Though he didn’t understand the mysteries of the Sixth Grade, his comprehension was near eighty points high. He noticed that when Chi Li did not infuse the Fire Attribute Power into the Fire Pattern Battle Armor, his Cold Heron Saber could indeed sever through the armor.

But now, using the same power to drive the Cold Heron Saber struggled to leave deep marks on the Fire Pattern Battle Armor. Something clearly seemed off.

Immediately, the saber momentum in Su Mu’s hand shifted. The blazing saber technique transformed into a gentle breeze, Su Mu’s Cold Heron Saber, more rigid than an ordinary long saber, directly morphed into a longsword.

Turning saber into sword, Wind Points Cold Plum.

The Qingfeng Swordsmanship was like a gentle breeze brushing by, leaving no trace. Body followed the sword’s movement. In an instant, the Red-armored Man suddenly felt an inexplicable discomfort, his overwhelmingly fierce fists seeming like mud oxen entering the sea.

Qingfeng Swordsmanship: Traceless Wind!

Taking advantage of this gap, Su Mu directly executed the killer move within the swordsmanship. The sword shadows swayed like the wind, immediately trailing into three longsword figures. These trailing longswords, indistinguishable between real and unreal, collectively carried Pill Force towards Xie Li.

"Putting on a show!"

Xie Li shouted lowly, among the Five Viscera, the heart belonged to fire. The tempered heart contained Fire Attribute Power, which suddenly sank then erupted. The Red-armored Strongman stomped the ground fiercely, and instantly, the earth cracked.

Debris flew up and, with a mighty punch, the Red-armored Man struck out, the debris burning ferociously, transforming into flaming meteors that collided fiercely with the trailing sword shadows, threatening to disarm Su Mu’s killing move with a single step.

Su Mu, with a thought, ignited the Pill Force within the sword shadows.

Bang, bang, bang!

Like thunder, three consecutive explosions shattered the fiery arrow meteors, but the red-armored strongman remained unafraid. He let out a low growl, his fiery force surging around his body, incinerating the oncoming fire arrows into a pile of ashes that fell before him.

"What exquisite swordsmanship and power control!"

The contempt on the red-armored strongman’s face faded a bit as he marveled, just as a chilling wind rose in the arena.

Seeing that Xie Li hadn’t used his full strength to obliterate Su Mu, an inexplicable anxiety arose in Wei Ming’s heart, and he could no longer sit still. He seized the moment when Su Mu and Xie Li clashed, the old force was spent, and the new force had yet to rise, to strike decisively.

"Just in time!"

Of course Su Mu hadn’t forgotten Wei Ming. Immediately, his empty left hand grasped the handle of the Yanling Saber that Shangguan Qing had last thrown. This scene made Wei Ming’s eyelids twitch sharply, the memories of their last encounter suddenly flashing before his eyes.

Wei Ming’s body stiffened suddenly, instantly pouring power into his legs as he flicked his wide sleeves and shifted his body to the side.

Whoosh----

The swift sound of something slicing through the air brushed across Wei Ming’s cheek, a streak of blood appearing suddenly, a strand of hair drifting down from his temple, and Wei Ming fell into a rage at the sight.

"Kid, you’re dead today."

Seeing Su Mu strike a blow, Wei Ming instantly summoned a chilling wind that swept through, the surrounding air instantly turning icy cold, nearly freezing into frost.

Su Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly, noticing this chill did not emanate from Wei Ming’s heart, but from both sides of his waist and spine, the exact location of the kidneys within the Five Viscera.

"Among the Five Viscera, the heart is fire, the kidneys are water, and ice is also a form of water."

As thoughts raced in his mind, Su Mu seemed to understand a bit more about the mysteries of the Five Extremes Realm. He saw Wei Ming’s wide sleeves billow open like a cyan screen, with the edges of the sleeves becoming blades under the infusion of ice attribute power, spinning with dozens or hundreds of steel needles pouring down like a rainstorm.

Su Mu’s brow furrowed, and as the Hidden Dragon surged within, he divided his attention, his left hand slashing diagonally through the air, the saber blade glowing red-hot like a branding iron, sparks flying as it swung.

Blazing Fire Saber Technique: Fire Crow Soaring Through the Sky.

Clang, clang, clang!

Su Mu’s strikes were swift and fierce, flames weaving into a net that cut down the dozens or hundreds of poisoned steel needles entirely. Seeing this, Wei Ming’s heart churned with a tidal wave of shock; this guy was much stronger than a year ago.

The steel needles infused with his ice attribute power should have easily severely injured an ordinary Muscle-Enhancing Martial Artist, yet Su Mu intercepted them with ease.

But Wei Ming’s assault did not cease. Within the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle lay a hidden killing blow. As Su Mu blocked the steel needles, Wei Ming approached quietly, two streams of icy air surging from his sleeves.

Suddenly, two points of cold light appeared.

Su Mu wielded the Cold Heron Saber in one hand and the Yanling Saber in the other. As his arms moved, he simultaneously performed the Blazing Fire Saber Technique and the Qingfeng Swordsmanship, his blade and sword ringing out in unison.

Clang, clang, clang!

Their exchange was astonishingly fast, engaging in over a dozen rounds within a single breath. Amidst the flying sparks, the objects within Wei Ming’s sleeves finally revealed themselves, two three-inch-long cold needles gleaming with a chilling light.

Crack!

With a crisp snap, the Yanling Saber couldn’t withstand the stress, its tip breaking off and flying backward to cut through several shrubs, leaving a trail of charred blackness.

Having destroyed a saber in Su Mu’s hand, Wei Ming leaped back, transforming into a cyan-winged bat with a look of triumph on his face.

"These long needles forged from Cold Iron Essence, coupled with Ice Force."

Su Mu’s eyes flickered as he glanced at the broken-tipped long saber. Suddenly, a chill crept into his body from the blade.

For a moment, a thin layer of frost covered Su Mu’s arm, and as the cold surged, half of Su Mu’s eyebrows visibly turned grayer, the chill spreading and rampaging within him.

"This is the power gap between the Seventh Grade and Sixth Grade. No matter how tricky you are, boy, the cold has invaded your body, making it difficult to move your power and qi blood. I said before that next time, you’ll pay me back doubly..."

Wei Ming’s voice carried cold laughter. The cold of the Cold Heron Saber in Li Feiyu’s hand could restrain Xie Li’s brute Fiery Fire Force, but it couldn’t counter his Ice Force.

"Xie Li, don’t hold back any longer, take him down quickly, don’t delay the Celestial King’s grand plan!"