Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 675 - Chapter 675 Chapter 570 Qualifications_2

Chapter 675: Chapter 570 Qualifications_2 Chapter 675: Chapter 570 Qualifications_2 “Bring out your strongest attack, hehe, or is the pressure I’m giving you not enough?!”

Before the words had faded, spiritual power burst forth from the Yatagarasu Meiryu like an erupting volcano, and Roger was impacted, instantly employing all the strength within his body!

A cat head shimmering with a metallic luster appeared behind his neck, and his Guardian Spirit was forced to protect his body.

At such a close distance, there was no way to fully wield the weapon in the hands of Yatagarasu Meiryu, but the next second Roger realized he was wrong.

Yatagarasu Meiryu held the saber in one hand, while the other glided over the back of the blade, creating a sound of metal scraping against metal, akin to swords clashing.

He held the saber with one hand and dragged it with the other, instantly changing the way he generated force, followed by rapid hand movements, positioning the entire weapon in front of him and completing three collisions with Roger in an instant!

Clang clang clang!

Each strike was stronger than the last.

The peculiar force spread from his palm to his arm, and under the influence of this power, Roger felt both his body and spiritual power flow undergo changes, making many subtle maneuvers become sluggish.

Although it was only a short three moves, and Roger did not use any swordsmanship techniques from any school, after the three collisions, his heart raced wildly, and a terrible sense of crisis enveloped his entire body.

“Retreat!”

The brain issued the command without any hesitation, his senses telling him he definitely wouldn’t be able to block the next attack.

He must get out of the opponent’s attack range.

“The longer the weapon, the stronger it becomes,” Roger originally thought that close-quarters combat might suppress some of the Yatagarasu Meiryu’s power.

But Yatagarasu Meiryu used a wealth of combat experience and special saber-wielding techniques to tell Roger that there were no flaws in the weapon in his hands!

Roger moved quickly, augmented by the cat’s bonus, and in short-range dodging, he was definitely faster than most cultivators.

“No, I can’t retreat, my speed will definitely not exceed the speed of his weapon swing, and if I can’t create enough distance immediately, then Yatagarasu Meiryu, unleashed…”

Thinking of the opponent’s weapon length and attack range, Roger knew that once his flaws were exposed, it would be his nightmare!

“Since I can’t retreat, the only way is forward!” A gleam flashed in his eyes, at this moment, Rogers had absolutely no thoughts of a friendly spar anymore.

The oppressive force emanating from Yatagarasu Meiryu was too terrifying, and he even suspected that the opponent might kill him at any moment.

In this split second, he triggered the power of several Dharma Seals, but strangely, all abilities vanished as if sinking into the sea.

As he got closer to Yatagarasu Meiryu, the opponent’s attacks seemed stronger, leaving Roger no choice but to activate the Quinn Sword Seal.

With the defensive boost, while closing in, he no longer dodged but chose to clash directly.

In the next instant, the Sword of Destiny collided with the hilt of Yatagarasu Meiryu’s saber, and the Quinn Defense was instantly broken, Roger’s gaze calm, a powerful force bolstered his body, and he let out a low shout.

[Return]

The force from Yatagarasu Meiryu, combined with his own burst of power, instantly broke through Yatagarasu Meiryu’s defense.

The two bodies passed by each other, and at that moment, with just one more burst of speed forward, Roger, now at the back of Yatagarasu Fraction, would definitely be able to create distance between them.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Our sparring isn’t over yet.”

The indifferent voice reached his ears, peripheral vision sweeping by, and at this moment, due to Roger’s momentum and the recent collision, the two were in a back-to-back position.

Yatagarasu Meiryu held the saber in one hand, and just as Roger thought he would turn around to close the distance, Yatagarasu Meiryu did the opposite, leaping forward with a large step, further increasing the distance between them.

“What is he trying to do?”

Roger was shocked, “Is he letting me go?”

“Or…”

“No, that’s not it!”

The next second, Roger’s face underwent a drastic change, the now-forward surging Yatagarasu Meiryu kicked the back of the Great Tachi, which was placed horizontally on the ground, sending the weapon jumping into the air, and then with a twist of his torso powered by his waist, he fully righted his body and held the saber with both hands, instantly performing a reversal, and exposing Roger completely within his strongest attack radius!

[Against the Water]

This was a maneuver similar to a backhand spear thrust, impeccably timed and aimed at the perfect angle and distance, without a single flaw, almost as if Roger had delivered himself under the blade of his opponent.

Without a sharp whistling sound, but Roger’s scalp tingled, and he felt he could hear the sound of the blade slicing skin, severing the neck.

“Is he trying to kill me?”

“No, it’s habit…”

At this moment, Roger was completely facing away from Yatagarasu Meiryu, normally, he would have no chance to turn around, in the split second without time to think, the Alder Sword Seal burst forth.

Hum!

The air trembled, followed by a dense series of explosion sounds that hindered every movement of Yatagarasu Akiryu.

Without actively turning around, Roger allowed the pressure of the surrounding forces to tilt his body slightly while swinging the Sword of Destiny in his hand.

What Roger didn’t know was, when he activated the Alder Sword Seal, Sword Master Cold Crow, who sat on the high platform, slightly moved his expression and set down his drained goblet.

“Bang!”

The bottom of the goblet collided with the table, emitting a light sound.

Amidst the clashing of the two, this sound seemed insignificant, but strangely, no one missed this faint sound even at the brink of death.

The Mind Movement Ruins existed only for an instant before they violently shattered, and the attacks of the two collided, distorting the surrounding sights, as if even the sounds came from another dimension.

Roger felt like a small boat rising and falling in the waves, with an overwhelming force slapping against him, sending him flying.

It was only when a gentle force from behind caught Roger that he realized he had been flung over a dozen meters in the collision and was now floating mid-air.

Below him, at the very spot where he had just crossed swords with Yatagarasu Akiryu, the green grass was still intact, as if their fight hadn’t caused any damage to the surroundings.

Yatagarasu Akiryu stood in his original place, and the dreadful weapon he wielded had vanished; he turned around, bowed his head, and said, “Foster father…”

“Hmm, go down, there’s nothing left for you here,” came the distant response.

“Yes.”

Yatagarasu Akiryu nodded, and before leaving, he cast one last glance at Roger, who was still floating in mid-air.

“Only the last move looked decent, the rest was all trash.”

Roger controlled his fall from the sky and took a deep breath, “How much of your true strength did you use just now?”

“You’re better off not knowing.”

Yatagarasu Akiryu strode away.

“Don’t compare yourself with me, the gap between us is too wide.”

His figure gradually became elusive and then disappeared completely like mist.

Drip, drip.

Roger looked down to discover his right hand barely had any skin left, his entire arm was dripping with blood, and had it not been for the support of Spiritual Power, he likely couldn’t have held on to his sword.

Despite having the Sword of Destiny’s triple attack strength, Roger knew this was just a spar, and he even suspected that even if he had used all his trump cards, along with the enhancements from Hunter’s Cabin,

And even invoking the remnants of the Elder of Shadows, he might still not be able to defeat Yatagarasu Akiryu.

And what about Sword Master Cold Crow?

How terrifying must he have been in his prime?!

The world beyond the Fourth Tier was much vaster than he had ever imagined.

He finally understood why the High Mountian Trial was the last among the Three Great Trials of the Demon Hunters.

Pure accumulation of strength, at this stage, might not significantly enhance combat ability as it did before.

Technique, insight.

Roger’s heart sank.

“Pour it on your arm,” a voice from Sword Master Cold Crow drifted from not too far away. Roger walked over to find a goblet filled with a black liquid on the table.

Without hesitation, he did as instructed and poured the contents over his hand.

A miraculous power weaved through his flesh, and the wound on his hand visibly healed.

Sword Master Cold Crow glanced at Roger with a hint of satisfaction, “Congratulations, from now on, you’re my disciple.”

Roger’s heart skipped a beat, “Was the so-called spar just now a test?”

“You could say that,” replied Sword Master Cold Crow nonchalantly.

Roger suppressed the emotions within him, “And if I hadn’t passed?”

“You would die,” Sword Master Cold Crow said with a light smile.

“After all, a waste of space doesn’t deserve to waste my time.”