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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Who are you?" Holy-Sword Emperor asked .
"That is of no concern to you," Han Sen said .
Holy-Sword Emperor balked and pulled out his sword . Without delay, he thrust forward, taking aim at Han Sen's forehead .
Han Sen leapt away like a bird, evading the attack with ease .
Holy-Sword Emperor raised his arm and pointed with his fingers . Suddenly, they all took on a life of their own, each one becoming a free-thinking sword . The index finger was thin like a rapier, whereas the middle finger was hefty like a greatsword . The thumb was like a plump dagger .
The five fingers became five different swords, and swiftly, they went after Han Sen .
Holding Bao'er, Han Sen rode the air and dodged every finger that wished to skewer him . Despite the spirit's grand display of power, none of his attacks found their target
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Holy-Sword Emperor was wielding ten swords, one for each finger . Each one weaved between each other, striking with an unbelievable amount of precision and speed . Han Sen did not believe any other spirit he had come across could have managed to achieve such finesse with a weapon .
As Han Sen danced through the air, his mind recalled the birds in the palace .
As the swords launched towards him, his mind flashed back to a movement he had witnessed off one bird . He applied it to Aero and evaded whichever sword came for him, alternating through the vast array of different movements he had learned .
Han Sen was incredibly happy at what he was able to achieve . He had only opened eight gene locks and had eighteen hundred fitness—figures which made him weaker than king spirits—but that did not matter .
Han Sen was able to dodge every single attack that came his way, from a foe that should have been out of his league . What he had learned from the birds was incredible .
Of course, much of what he was doing now was all thanks to Aero . If he didn't have it, even if he was a king spirit without it, he'd have been unable to pull off half the graceful evasions that now came to him effortlessly .
Holy-Sword Emperor's senses had been restricted in this place . Although it did not stifle the power he possessed, it made him unable to determine Han Sen's actual power .
Xie Qing King, on the other hand, had a third eye that enabled him to now see more of who his follower actually was . He could most certainly tell the power Han Sen held . And as he watched with great interest, Holy-Sword Emperor had yet to determine whether the foe he was battling was a human or a spirit .
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Han Sen maintained a firm grip on the baby, as he pranced through the air . Continuing to evade with such grace and finesse was a remarkable feat, and a display of fantastic talent . Although he may not have been able to correctly gauge who his enemy was, Holy-Sword Emperor was at least aware Han Sen was a powerful person .
Brother Seven was not aware of who Han Sen was, and he could not determine the level of power he possessed, either . The only thing he could tell was that he was a human . He knew this from the structure of his face and the clothing he wore .
He had heard of humans being able to effectively do battle with royal spirits, but he had never heard of a human being able to compete with a king spirit .
The person was very young, too . It greatly surprised him how brilliant the young man was . Regardless of what was going on or what would happen later, he knew he was witnessing something quite brilliant .
Plus, to top it all off, he was holding a baby . To engage in battle as he was doing, Brother Seven was in immediate adoration .
"Have humans really become this strong?" Brother Seven wondered to himself, in awe .
He knew it was only natural for humans to improve and become stronger and better able to compete with the spirits; it was an inevitability of the passage of time . But this was far beyond his wildest expectations of what was possible, at their current stage in time . Whoever this person battling Holy-Sword Emperor was, he was strangely powerful .
Holy-Sword Emperor, frustrated with his inability to determine who his foe was and how powerful he might have been, decided to up his game . He split his swords into a hundred smaller versions . The stakes had been amped up, and it actually put Han Sen into some degree of danger .
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Even though Han Sen was continuing to use Aero, it was difficult and far more trying for him to dodge his aggressor's attacks now .
Three minutes later, he slipped up . A sword nicked his arm and broke the sacred-blood armor there .
"I was almost expecting a challenge . I see the truth now; you are nothing but a wimp . You are a coward that can only flee to and fro, not daring to face me like a proper opponent," Holy-Sword Emperor taunted Han Sen, and then fired a greater number of swords in an attempt to finish him off .
Han Sen knew the odds were lop-sided from the get-go . The only reason he was still alive was due to Blood-Pulse Sutra .
But due to the buffs being unable to increase his fitness level, he hadn't been able to open more gene locks .
If Han Sen's Blood-Pulse Sutra could go higher than eight, he'd have a power that was equivalent to two thousand fitness .
But Han Sen's base fitness was still only one thousand eight hundred, and because of this, he could not continue this way forever .
And adding to that, the more Han Sen dodged, the more the callous spirit wanted his blood .
Suddenly, Han Sen had an idea . He dive-bombed down with haste, landing directly behind the still-petrified Xie Qing King .
Holy-Sword Emperor had been fixated on Han Sen the entire time, and had initially believed the calcified Xie Qing King to be an inanimate statue . So, he did not relent and simply decided to blast the statue with all his might .
"My Emperor, the time is now!" Han Sen happily proclaimed .
Boom!
The statue shattered, and a man drenched in blood appeared . A silver light encompassed his body, healing his wounds . In the time that it took Xie Qing King to take two steps, he became fully healed .
"Good job; you were smart to save me . " Xie Qing King laughed out loud, having come to really like Han Sen .
"Thank you very much; it was my pleasure . " Han Sen feigned happiness, but in his heart he thought, "You'd still be a rock if I was able to kill Holy-Sword Emperor with my super king spirit mode . "
Holy-Sword Emperor looked upon Xie Qing King with remarkable shock, and he actually exclaimed, "Xie Qing King!"