harleyscars Chapter 522 The Invisible Blade, the Most Deadly
Chapter 522 The Invisible Blade, the Most Deadly
The first to be hit, Rumble was sent flying by a sword, its massive body smashing over the Mighty and Mighty behind it!
Without pausing, the longsword drew a perfect arc, piercing through the oncoming mongoose, wolfhound, and thunder beast with its energy, like a string of candied hawthorns, and slammed them into the distance!
The Onion Warrior bounced again the instant it landed, its longsword moving so fast that it was just a blur!
The white comet charged back and forth through the colorful enemy horde, and with each flash, a Pokémon cried out as it was launched into the air.
Just like Zhao Zilong before Changban Slope, he charged in and out seven times with his long spear, and no one could stop his sharp edge.
In just a few seconds, the comet-like impact of the Onion Warrior came to an abrupt halt.
Cong Youbing held his sword in one hand, pointing it diagonally at the ground, and stood proudly in the center of the battlefield.
Its white body is spotless.
Around Sirfetch'd, the dozens of Pokémon that had been so aggressive just moments before were now lying on the ground, scattered haphazardly, unable to fight.
Silence enveloped the battlefield.
The madness in the eyes of those trainers who had been blinded by greed and fanaticism receded like a receding tide.
All that remained was boundless fear and horror.
As they looked at the Onion Warriors standing like mountains, a chill ran from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads!
"A monster...a monster!"
Someone shouted first, and the group immediately regained their senses.
They swiftly retrieved their Poké Balls and, using their keen eyesight as swordsmen, precisely recalled their respective Pokémon.
They turned and headed down the mountain, having wasted their time.
In the blink of an eye, besides the mess on the ground, there was only Cong Youbing standing with his gun holstered and his breathing steady, and Li Shuwen with a faint smile on his lips.
Li Shuwen turned around and looked at the location of Xisuo, which was five kilometers away.
Xisuo, holding binoculars, also looked at Li Shuwen, who seemed to have spotted him.
There was no fear in Hisoka's eyes, only excitement.
Hisoka stirred up the emotions of those trainers in order to give them a clear understanding of Li Shuwen's strength.
Based on information Hisoka obtained from the Trainer Forum.
Even the seemingly ordinary Cong Youbing in Li Shuwen's team possessed such strength.
The even more powerful Gallade caused Hisoka to show a fanatical expression.
I really want to kill Gallade, or be killed by Gallade.
With the Onion Soldiers by his side, Li Shuwen quickly approached Hisoka.
Instead of running away, Hisoka moved closer to Li Shuwen.
Hisoka grinned fervently. "The beloved Librarian, you are indeed a worthy opponent."
"I hope you can make me feel happy."
Hisoka's lips curled into a wicked smile, and the Mr. Mime in front of him elegantly clasped his hands together, causing a subtle tremor in the air.
An invisible blade, completely transparent and formed from highly compressed air, suddenly extended.
Like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, it silently pierced the chest and abdomen of the guerrilla soldier!
"Bang!"
Caught off guard, the Onion Soldiers were hit squarely by this completely invisible attack.
The powerful impact shook his body violently, and he slid backward for more than ten meters before barely managing to regain his balance, leaving a clear wound on his chest!
Li Shuwen's eyes were sharp as lightning, and he had already seen through everything. "Cong Youbing, close your eyes, the wind will tell you the answer."
Upon hearing this, Cong Youbing closed his eyes without hesitation, immersing himself entirely in sensing the surrounding airflow.
coming!
The incredibly subtle sound of air tearing apart rang out again!
Just as the invisible blade was about to strike, Onion Soldier moved!
With a flick of his wings, his longsword drew a sharp, black arc of light from bottom to top!
A sneak attack on a vital point!
"Clang!"
With a piercing crack, the invisible blade of air was severed by the longsword wrapped in black light.
The burst of air splattered like broken glass!
With a single blow, the Onion Warriors broke through the enemy's defenses, their offensive relentless!
The ground beneath his feet shattered, and his figure shot forward like an arrow, thrusting his sword straight at the core of the Mr. Mime!
Hell Thrust!
The figure of the Mr. Mime blurred for a moment, and then instantly moved into mid-air.
With both feet firmly planted on the transparent air wall that seemed to have materialized out of thin air, his hands moved in a strange rhythm, and dazzling yet dangerous illusory beams of light shot out!
These colorful rays of light refract wildly against the invisible walls of air on multiple surfaces after they are emitted.
For a moment, the sky was filled with distorted and jumping light spots, dazzling the eyes and making it impossible to catch their true path!
All the refracted rays eventually intertwined in the air, transforming into a deadly spiral beam of light that slammed down from behind the Onion Warrior.
"Brave birds, attack!" Li Shuwen's voice remained calm.
At the critical moment, Onion Soldiers unleashed a burst of azure, violent energy.
The Onion Soldier suddenly spun around and transformed into a giant bird burning with blue flames.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The giant blue bird soared into the sky with overwhelming force, smashing all the air walls in its path to pieces.
Transparent fragments fell like rain.
The moment it broke through all obstacles, the blue energy suddenly contracted, its form drawing an arc in the air.
Swallows return!
Second acceleration!
The speed of the Onion Warriors soared to its limit!
A flash of white light!
"Whoosh—!"
Farfetch'd appeared above Mr. Mime, his leek-stemmed sword slamming into Mr. Mime with tremendous force, like hitting a baseball!
"Bang!"
The Mr. Mime was mercilessly smashed to the ground from mid-air like a kite with a broken string, kicking up clouds of dust.
Cong Youbing landed lightly, his longsword pointing diagonally at Xi Suo.
Suddenly, several invisible blades of air emerged from the smoke and dust, their edges wrapping around the Onion Wanderer's body and cutting wounds.
Hisoka suddenly moved at that moment.
Hisoka's fingertips had somehow gathered together bright red playing cards with clown designs printed on them.
The cards flipped gracefully between his slender fingers, like bloodthirsty butterflies.
"I'm curious, how much power does your seemingly slender physique actually contain?" He curled his lips into a dangerous smile, and flicked his wrist seemingly casually.
"call out!"
The playing cards transformed into streaks of red lightning, hurtling through the air in eerie arcs.
Li Shuwen slightly turned his body, the shadow of the card brushing past the hem of his clothes and silently disappearing into the branches of a large tree behind him.
"Click."
The branch, as thick as a bowl, snapped smoothly with a single sound, leaving a clean, mirror-like break!
Those thin playing cards were a hundred times sharper than a blade!
"Not bad skills," Li Shuwen commented casually, his figure as steadfast and imposing as an ancient pine tree.
"There are even better ones~"
Hisoka's eyes gleamed with an almost distorted excitement, and his arm stretched out several meters as if it had lost its bones!
The hand holding the playing cards was like a sharp blade suspended by a rope, slicing towards Li Shuwen's neck at an extremely tricky angle, with a shrill sound that tore through the air!
Faced with this deadly blow, Li Shuwen finally moved.
He didn't retreat, he didn't block, he simply took half a step forward.
At the same time, he clenched his right fist and delivered a punch with what appeared to be a slow but actually rapid motion.
This punch was completely devoid of any force, and didn't even stir up the slightest breeze.
It was as if they weren't attacking the enemy, but simply pushing open a half-closed door.