CHAPTER 720: 563 THIS THING IS MINE NOW

"Swoosh!"

When the sword in the hands of the short swordsman sliced down, a layer of dark energy immediately surged upon the blade of the sword, easily tearing through the atmosphere.

Undoubtedly, the short swordsman was using a superior sword technique that possessed the ability to activate special abilities during combat.

This was to be expected.

How could anyone who has become a seasoned True Knight not have mastered a superior sword technique?

The higher the level of the sword technique, the faster the practitioner’s progress and improvement. Without a superior sword technique, relying only on lower or advanced techniques, even if the practitioner’s talent is exceptional, the progress would be limited.

Therefore, generally speaking, once a swordsman reaches the level of a True Knight and hasn’t mastered a superior sword technique, he or she would feel their progress slowing down dramatically and struggle to achieve significant improvement.

For this reason, as soon as they become True Knights, anyone would start seeking a superior sword technique to enhance their strength and combat abilities, hoping to one day reach the realm of a Sword Saint.

For example, Ai En and Ian, who are Yuri’s attendants and have earned the True Knight Medal, have only mastered advanced sword techniques. Since becoming True Knights, the effectiveness of their sword techniques had started to diminish. Therefore, Yuri was already trying to prepare a superior sword technique for them so they could continue pursuing the higher path of swordsmanship.

The revered Border Guardian Sword Saint, Revin Meipros, not yet a Sword Saint and unennobled, understood that if he wanted to move up a level during his travels across the continent, he had to at least master a superior sword technique. After various trials, he eventually created his own technique called the Oblivion Sword Technique.

In summary, anyone who successfully advances to the level of a seasoned True Knight generally tries by all means to acquire a superior sword technique, whether through creation, purchase at a high price, joining a certain force, or even through theft or robbery.

Unless they have never considered stepping into that much-coveted realm of the Sword Saints, they either need to find a way to acquire a superior sword technique or spend decades slowly improving, as that is the only way to become a seasoned True Knight.

Since this short swordsman is one of the few seasoned True Knights present, he either belongs to the old swordsmen who, content with advanced sword techniques, have practiced for decades or definitely possesses a superior sword technique.

Now, his performance has also proven this point, as he indeed possesses a superior sword technique.

This sword technique doesn’t seem very strong; it only increases the short swordsman’s speed significantly without any other effects.

But no matter how weak, it is still a superior sword technique. When unleashed by a seasoned True Knight, even Leo, the most powerful demon swordsman currently present, would probably not be able to ignore it.

However, just as the short swordsman’s strike tore through the atmosphere and was about to hit the cloaked young man, the latter didn’t make any attempt to resist.

"[Radiant Golden Red Body]."

Accompanied by a soft chant, a layer of golden red magic light flashed momentarily over the young man’s body.

"Pfft!"

The short swordsman’s strike mercilessly descended, severing the young man’s head.

But this strike, even though it had clearly passed through the young man’s body with a tearing sound, not only shed not a drop of blood but didn’t even leave a mark.

"What?"

The short swordsman was shocked.

And that was his last emotion.

"Crack—"

Bright lightning suddenly appeared from under the young man’s cloak, attaching itself to a black blade that he had drawn out at some unknown moment.

On the black blade, the red pattern that resembled a divine mask was instantly rendered a pale blue color.

The last scene the short swordsman saw was a streak of lightning flashing before his eyes.

"Pfft!"

The second sound of tearing occurred, finally causing blood to spray high into the air.

A stroke of lightning slashed through the short swordsman’s body, and without any time for him to react, it cut from the top of his head all the way down to his groin.

There was no death cry.

There was no scream of pain.

Maintaining a shocked expression, the short swordsman was bisected by the stroke of lightning, split into left and right halves.

The blood-spraying corpse immediately crashed to the ground, staining the area around the young man’s feet red.

The young man, however, from beginning to end, never glanced at the short swordsman and simply weighed the box in his left hand while holding the sparkling lightning-covered black blade in his right hand, standing against the wind.

"———"

Silence.

A deathly stillness.

At that moment, every person who was pursuing the short swordsman, whether seasoned True Knights, ordinary True Knights, or even nefarious characters not yet at the level of True Knights, all involuntarily stopped in their tracks, frozen, unable to move.

Those caught in the mid-battle were no exception.

They had no choice.

Their target was that box; the actions of the short swordsman naturally became the focal point of everyone present. No one could overlook it.

They knew well that this short swordsman was a seasoned True Knight.

But now, such a seasoned True Knight had been slain.

With one stroke!

Just one stroke!

A stroke was all it took for a seasoned True Knight, someone who might have fought his way to the realm of the Sword Saints, to meet his end on the spot!