LRAB Chapter 168 Absolute Advantage
Chapter 168 Absolute Advantage
Just as Minos was wondering to himself if he had gone too far and killed Shanks,
suddenly,
Then I saw...
Shanks' body trembled as he slowly stood up, using the Griffin in his hand to slam it into the ground for support.
At this moment, he was thin and swaying in the wind, looking extremely weak.
Seeing this, Minos revealed a disdainful look and said in a flat but sarcastic tone, "I say, Shanks, your body is too fragile!"
He paused slightly, his eyes full of contempt, and continued, "You looked like you were about to die after I just casually punched you. You're such a useless piece of trash!"
Upon hearing Minos's humiliating words, Shanks's anger flared up instantly, reaching its peak.
Just now, he was caught completely off guard and had no time to react before he was punched hard by that guy Minos.
With that punch, a bone in his chest was instantly broken. The excruciating pain from the broken bone assaulted his brain in waves, almost causing him to faint from the pain.
Meanwhile, Shanks was furious. He never expected Minos to be so treacherous and cunning, resorting to such underhanded tactics in the fight.
Recalling the scene just now, he had already made a clear decision in his mind.
Minos is too cunning. I absolutely cannot let him get any closer. Once he gets close, I'm afraid I'll really be worn down to death by this guy.
Thinking of this, Shanks' eyes blazed as he stared intently at Minos, his gaze burning with fury. His voice was low and ruthless as he said, "Minos, if you hadn't used such a despicable and insidious trick, you would never have been able to hurt me!"
Minos was speechless upon hearing this.
In his view, this was a life-or-death battle, and it was perfectly normal to use some underhanded tactics in order to win.
If you always fight in a rigid, conventional way, that's a sign of a dull mind.
Thinking this, Minos revealed a smug smile, looked at Shanks, and said with a mocking tone, "Shanks, you old-fashioned guys, you just like to talk about fairness and justice, and you always do things by the book, you have no originality at all."
At this point, he couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh loudly, his laughter filled with arrogance and conceit. Then he shouted, "You remnants of the old era should just disappear from this world as soon as possible!"
"This world should be ruled by me!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Minos gave Shanks no chance to react, suddenly raising the demon sword in his hand and charging towards Shanks again like a ghost.
Red-Haired Shanks knew very well that continuing to fight Minos in close combat was definitely not a wise move.
The only option at the moment was to deliberately create distance between themselves and him. And so, the two engaged in a fierce sword duel in the air.
Minos found it ridiculous to see Shanks deliberately keeping his distance, and a mocking smile crept onto his lips.
Hmph, since you like using swords, then today I will use my sword to completely defeat you!
Thinking of this, Minos raised the demon sword high with his right hand and then swung it forcefully in the air.
As he swung his arms, streaks of dark red sword energy, like demons emerging from hell, swept toward Shanks with chilling aura and immense power.
Faced with the overwhelming dark red sword energy, Shanks did not flinch in the slightest.
He suddenly swung his Griffin in the air with great force, his movements sweeping and powerful.
Immediately afterwards, several gleaming sword energies burst forth from Griffin's blade, rushing straight toward the dark red sword energies.
In an instant, sword energies crisscrossed and collided in the air, producing bursts of booming sounds.
The sounds of sword energy clashing were incessant, like a dense drumbeat playing fiercely on the empty battlefield.
With each collision, dazzling sword energy bursts forth like brilliant stars, only to vanish without a trace, leaving behind a faint ripple of spiritual energy in the air.
The fierce battle between Minos and Shanks was undoubtedly spectacular, but in other corners of the battlefield, the situation was equally tense and the fighting was in full swing.
On Hawkeye's side, and on General Flying Dragon's side, it was a duel of the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
Black Blade Night and Black Blade Autumn Water clashed, producing a crisp and deafening sound that seemed to cleave space itself apart.
The moment the two peerless black blades clashed, the surrounding air seemed to ignite, with sharp sword energies crisscrossing like nimble silver snakes weaving through it.
The ground was cleaved into countless shocking cracks by the rampaging sword energy, like wounds on the shattered earth, telling the story of the fierce battle.
Hawkeye, wielding the Black Blade Night, gazed intently at the black blade in General Flying Dragon's hand. Though his tone was calm, it carried a barely perceptible hint of astonishment: "I truly did not expect that Your Excellency's strength is so unfathomable, and that you would possess such a rare treasure as the Black Blade."
"You must have been a renowned swordsman in your lifetime."
General Feilong raised his head slightly, calmly looking back at Eagle Eye, his voice low and slightly vicissitudes: "The things that happened in my life are like fleeting clouds, no longer worth mentioning."
"Now, I am nothing more than a shadow who is devoted to protecting the king."
Upon hearing this, Hawkeye's lips curled into a confident smile: "Very well! Then today I will have a fierce battle with you, and I will not stop until a victor emerges!"
Having finished speaking, he moved with lightning speed, wielding the Black Blade Night, and charged towards General Flying Dragon once more. The two clashed fiercely once more amidst the flashing blades.
In an instant, sword energy surged forth, spreading outwards like surging waves, carving deep furrows into the ground once again, sending pebbles flying and dust billowing.
On another part of the battlefield, the fight between Cheng Xiaoyu and Beckman was equally thrilling.
In order to achieve a quick victory, Cheng Xiaoyu resolutely activated the Shadow Monarch Spirit Transformation.
In an instant, a huge, dark purple figure appeared out of thin air, like a demon from the abyss descending upon the world.
The figure had two sharp and ferocious horns on its head, and two pairs of purple energy wings formed from magic slowly flapped behind it, each flap creating a vortex of magic.
He held a dark purple longsword crackling with lightning in his hand; the electric light flashing on the blade resembled the raging fury bursting from a demon's eyes.
Cheng Xiaoyu, transformed into a black-purple demon, suddenly swung his sword, unleashing a powerful burst of energy. A sharp sword aura, like a roaring dragon, rushed towards Beckman, sending him flying.
Cheng Yuxiao spoke in a low, murderous voice: "You have no chance of survival today!"
Having said that, he rushed toward Beckman like a ghost, launching a furious and relentless attack.
In an instant, the dark purple magic spread wildly across the battlefield like a surging tide, enveloping everything in its path in this eerie and terrifying aura.
Under this powerful offensive, Beckman gradually fell into trouble, retreating step by step, with blood constantly gushing from his mouth, staining his clothes red.
Meanwhile, the battlefield between Rayleigh and Puppet Number Five was also filled with the clashing of sword energy.
The two sword energies clashed and collided in the air, producing a series of crisp sounds, like an invisible concert.
The surrounding ground was ravaged by the sword energy, with countless cracks, resembling a shattered painting.
However, because Puppet No. 5 was ordered to hold off Rayleigh, the pace of the battle was relatively slow, without such intense life-or-death struggles. But every move and every stance contained endless mysteries and contests.
The entire battlefield was like a magnificent war panorama, with thrilling stories unfolding in every corner.
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P.S.: Today was the most intense day ever! (◣_◢)