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Chapter 557 - 521: Dare to Accept the Name

Chapter 557: Chapter 521: Dare to Accept the Name

Soon, someone came in with a long sword sheathed in black, and Yang Yu solemnly took the long sword.

With the sword in hand, his whole demeanor suddenly shifted, and Wu Li could even hear a faint sound of the sword’s hum, as if the blade in the opponent’s hand was cheering.

"Master Wu, the sword is named Chasing Light. It was sheathed three years ago, and has not been unsheathed since. Today, I unsheath it for you!"

Yang Yu’s gaze was lowered, not looking at Wu Li, but speaking these words while staring at the floor.

Wu Li could clearly feel that the other side was trying his best to suppress his own momentum, like a tide that had accumulated to the brink, about to surge forth!

"Please."

Wu Li stood seven steps away from the opponent, with hands behind his back, calmly speaking.

Zheng!!!

A piercing sword cry sounded, making everyone in the room involuntarily frown, wanting to cover their ears.

As Wu Li’s words fell, Yang Yu’s right arm turned into an afterimage. No one saw how he drew the sword, only knowing that in the next instant, a dazzling cold light flashed through the room.

Like light, like lightning!

Yang Yu’s sword, named Chasing Light, and his nickname also ’Chasing Light Sword’, because his swordsmanship was as fast as chasing the light.

The distance of seven steps, factoring in Yang Yu’s arm length and the sword blade, with his speed, he could nearly ignore this span of distance. 99% of gunmen in the world could not outspeed his sword at this range!

Moreover, Yang Yu had not used his sword in three years, not because he neglected his swordsmanship, but because he was nurturing his Sword Intent.

This method was useless to mediocrities, but for a nearly divine swordsman like Yang Yu, it allowed him to take a small step forward from the peak.

During these three years, Yang Yu had felt the impulse to draw his sword countless times, but he had resisted, firstly to nurture his intent, and secondly because he had not met someone worthy of his sword, until he met the unbeaten Wu Li. Yang Yu felt the time had come, so the three years of patience and spirit all transformed into Sword Intent, completely bursting forth!

With the appearance of that cold light, a tremendous Sword Intent filled the room, chilling everyone, daring not to look directly at the sword light.

"Yang Yu’s sword, I fear no one can block it barehanded."

All the experts present thought the same, feeling that no mortal body in this world could withstand that sword.

Even Yang Yu himself, at the moment of drawing the sword, had a revelation: In my life, I might never again unleash such a sword.

This sword was the pinnacle of his swordsmanship, unstoppable!

As for what would happen if Wu Li could not block it, that was not Yang Yu’s concern. After all, everyone had asked him to take the lead, and he hadn’t declined; they asked him to face the sword barehanded, and he hadn’t refused. So, if in the end he was injured, maimed, or even killed, it would be deserved, and no one could say anything.

Yang Yu drew his sword very quickly, and thrusted even faster. No one present could see clearly, except for Wu Li.

As Yang Yu took his first step, Wu Li moved as well, also stepping forward, his muscles swelling, tendons stretching, tightening his clothes, with his blood also surging, and his skin turning bluish-black.

Heavenly Tilt!

Faced with Yang Yu’s unearthly sword, Wu Li did not take it lightly but gave his all, employing his strongest technique!

Faced with nearly divine swordsmanship, he could only use inhuman strength to counter it.

Boom!!!

Wu Li’s step landed on the wooden floor, instantly splitting it, fragments flying everywhere, everyone felt a tremor underfoot, as if the entire building shook from Wu Li’s step!

However, this drastic change did not affect Yang Yu at all; his Sword Intent and momentum still at their peak, his speed unyielded, continuing to thrust.

Wu Li did not stop either, leveraging the immense power of this step to charge forward, while simultaneously raising his right fist, ready to strike downwards.

Heavenly Punishment!

Shua!

Yang Yu’s sword tip had reached Wu Li’s throat in an instant, and with just a little more push forward, it could pierce his skin and take his life.

However, Wu Li’s expression remained unchanged, and his right fist had already chopped down, striking the blade of the Chasing Light Sword.

Boom!

Bang!

An explosive sound and a crisp buzzing sound almost simultaneously erupted.

The spectators had all changed their expressions the moment Wu Li stepped forward, intimidated by the sudden burst of his formidable aura, and two young men even turned pale, collapsing onto their chairs.

The next instant, as everyone regained their composure, the duel had already ended.

Yang Yu was seen holding his sword aimed at Wu Li, who, at that time, had regained his composure, standing there with a smile, hands behind his back, looking as if he was waiting to be captured. Yet Yang Yu’s sword had not made contact with Wu Li’s body because the Chasing Light Sword was broken in half!

Yang Yu held the broken sword, looking somewhat bewildered at Wu Li, still not quite able to react.

In that moment, Wu Li’s fist had outpaced him, striking his sword blade first, and although Yang Yu attempted to twist the sword to exert force and sever Wu Li’s hand, he hadn’t managed to change his move in time. He felt the sword shake, as if a bomb had suddenly landed on it, stopping him involuntarily.

"Hiss—"

Some people gasped, and others couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.

The outcome of the duel was clear, Wu Li had won.

Indeed, people had previously thought Wu Li could win, but never in such a manner.

One move, the sword broke, and the victor was decided.

Keep in mind that Yang Yu’s Chasing Light Sword was forged from fine steel, not to mention its ability to cut through iron, but its solidity was definitely beyond question. Even if all the people present exerted all their strength to strike or smash, they might not have been able to break it, let alone break the sword during a duel with Yang Yu. It seemed almost impossible, but Wu Li had done just that.

"Is this even human?"

Reflecting upon the scene when Wu Li used the Heavenly Tilt, many harbored this thought.

Huff!

Yang Yu finally came to his senses, exhaling deeply, utterly deflated, as if he had suddenly aged several years.

"Amazing, I respect that."

He said to Wu Li with a hoarse voice, his expression tired.

Wu Li bent down to pick up the half of the sword that had fallen to the ground and handed it to Yang Yu, "Master Yang, I truly apologize for ruining your fine sword."

Yang Yu took the broken blade, shook his head, his expression somewhat desolate, "Having it break in the hands of Master Wu is also an honor."

After speaking, he signaled to someone standing by to take the sword away.

"Master Wu." Zhang Rui suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?" Wu Li turned to look at him.

"I, from the Green Gang, am willing to cooperate with Master Wu and make a statement on behalf of our Green Gang to finalize matters with Le Yuan," Zhang Rui said straightforwardly.

Wu Li nodded, "Good."

"Furthermore,"

Zhang Rui looked at Wu Li, "The Green Gang can also help build momentum for Master Wu, proclaiming you as the World’s No.1 master to the public. I wonder if Master Wu would be willing to accept this?"

The Green Gang had earlier asked Wu Li if he dared to accept the sword, but now they were asking if he dared to accept the title, the title of the World’s No.1!