Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 417 - 224: The First Dark Horse Appears!

However, just at the moment when the sword left the sheath!

A chilling annihilation aura exploded, sending shivers through the soul!

The air in the entire area was suddenly drained!

The light became dim and distorted!

Only that seemingly ordinary ancient sword became the center of annihilation!

"Annihilation · No Return!"

Jing Wuya’s gaze was icy, and his figure instantly transformed into a blurred afterimage!

Moving at a speed beyond the limits of the naked eye!

It was as if he had merged with that annihilating sword intent.

A grey sword aura, honed to the extreme, seemingly capable of slicing through everything, silently yet with a destructive will, crossed a hundred meters in an instant and appeared before Fang Qingyu!

Where the sword aura passed, the air emitted a faint moan.

Leaving a long-lasting dark grey trace!

Fast! Strange! Absolute!

This sword embodied his ultimate understanding of the True Meaning of Wind!

Perfectly combining speed and annihilation’s destruction!

It was truly a lethal strike!

The countless people below held their breath, hearts almost leaping from their chests!

Everyone wanted to know, in the face of this Annihilation · No Return, how would the power-dominating Fang Qingyu respond?

To dodge? Or to confront it head-on?

Fang Qingyu moved.

He did not dodge.

He didn’t even use the ultimate speed of Thunder Shock Escape Shadow.

He simply made one move.

Raised an arm, blocking!

An arm covered with bronze-colored skin, boldly facing that grey sword aura that annihilates everything and freezes the soul!

"Courting death!" Someone couldn’t help but mutter.

"Is he going to take Jing Wuya’s annihilation sword aura with his bare body?!"

"Insane!"

Just at the moment when the grey sword aura was about to cut into the arm!

Buzz—!!!

An indescribable ancient majesty, a domineering aura, erupted from Fang Qingyu’s body!

On Fang Qingyu’s raised right arm.

Under the skin, countless fine golden dragon scale patterns instantly lit up.

In the depths of molten gold eyes, two points of pure golden light opened and closed like dragon eyes.

Dragon’s True Intent, empowered!

"Break!"

From Fang Qingyu’s mouth came a low, seemingly light shout imbued with the Dragon God Decree!

His right fist, under the urging of Dragon’s True Intent, brutally swung out!

Nine Prisons Break Extreme!

Fist out!

Boom—!!!

A terrifying fist intent, so heavy it seemed to crush the ancient blue heavens, so domineering it could grind all obstacles to dust, exploded forcefully!

Where the fist edge passed, the air was instantly shattered.

That bronze-colored fist covered with dragon scale patterns.

Fiercely collided with the grey sword aura that annihilates everything!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Everyone’s eyes widened, fixedly staring at that point of collision.

Crack—!!!

A slight, yet incredibly clear sound, as if some law had been forcibly shattered!

Under countless horrified gazes!

That grey sword aura containing the speed of the wind and the annihilation true intent!

That lethal strike capable of making even grandmasters of the same rank despair!

At the moment of contact with Fang Qingyu’s fist edge!

Like snow thrown into a furnace!

Like glaze struck by a heavy hammer!

Shattered inch by inch!!

Absolute crushing! Absolute destruction!

For the first time, intense turbulence appeared on Jing Wuya’s cold and withdrawn face!

Astonishment! Utter disbelief!

His proud annihilation true intent was... shattered by a single punch?!

"Impossible!!!"

In his heart, he let out a silent scream.

However, reality was crueler than screams!

The force behind the fist that shattered the sword aura had not diminished at all!

With a force heavy like the collapse of a mountain, domineering like the Dragon God Decree!

Like a catastrophic dragon breaking free from shackles!

It fiercely pressed towards Jing Wuya’s chest!

Faster! Faster than his sword!

Heavier! Heavier than a mountain!

Jing Wuya was utterly terrified!

He frantically urged the True Meaning of Wind, his figure like a willow catkin in the wind, attempting to float back to evade.

At the same time, the ancient sword in his hand burst out with unprecedented grey light, slashing rapidly in front of him, attempting to build a final defensive sword screen!

"Block it for me!!!"

However.

Boom—!!!

Fang Qingyu’s fist ignored the hastily erected sword screen!

Like a hot sharp blade piercing into butter!

It fiercely smashed into Jing Wuya’s crossed arms in front of his chest!

"Crack!"

A clear sound of bones cracking!

"Puh—!"

Jing Wuya was like a mountain thrown by an ancient giant god!

The body-protecting sword intent shattered like paper!

Both arms twisted and deformed in an instant, and blood gushed out of his mouth like it was free!

His body shot back like a cannonball, with a tragic tearing through air sound!

"Boom!!!"

He crashed heavily against the edge of the Celestial Stage’s invisible rune barrier hundreds of meters away!

Buzz—!!!

The rune barrier exploded with unprecedented dazzling light, fluctuating violently, like boiling water!

Jing Wuya’s body slid slowly along the barrier, leaving a shocking bloodstain on the smooth white jade floor.

He struggled to lift his head, his cold eyes filled with extreme pain, confusion, and a disbelief that had been completely shattered...

Finally, his head tilted, and he completely passed out.

The entire Celestial Stage.

The wind stopped.

The breathing stopped.

The heartbeat seemed to also stop.