GBP Chapter 105 Sword Drawing Technique! Upgraded Again!
Chapter 105 Sword Drawing Technique! Upgraded Again!
The five beast kings had no suspicions.
They saw Ye Feng vomiting blood and assumed he was seriously injured.
This human's attacks are fierce, but his defense doesn't seem very good.
Being slapped by a mid-stage sixth-tier beast must have resulted in serious injuries.
"Chase him! He's dying!"
The five beast kings caught up again, this time even more closely and fiercely.
Ye Feng continued running, heading away from the three thousand soldiers.
Ignoring the pursuers behind him, he released all twenty-four telekinetic needles, reaping the low-level beasts along the way.
The flying needles were as thin as hair, almost invisible to the naked eye, and they weaved through the horde of strange beasts, taking the lives of several beasts with each descent.
Each time a monster is killed, the charge for a powerful attack increases by one.
Four hundred times, five hundred times, six hundred times, seven hundred times.
The five beast kings behind him were getting closer and closer, but Ye Feng remained calm and composed.
He needs time, he needs more energy. Once he's fully charged up for one strike, it will be their death.
But before that, he needed to solve a problem. Although his sword-drawing technique was powerful, it wasn't enough for a dragon that was halfway to the seventh rank.
His attack power needs to be upgraded to another level.
The fastest way to improve is to max out your sword-drawing technique.
"System, how many kill points do I have?"
[Ding! Host's remaining kill points: 238000!]
Two hundred and thirty-eight thousand points. That's enough.
"Use all of this to improve your sword-drawing technique proficiency!"
[Ding! 138000 kill points consumed, drawing sword proficiency increased to 100%!]
[Ding! Host's sword-drawing technique has reached a state of unparalleled mastery!]
The red skill, Draw Sword Technique, at 100% proficiency, increases attack power tenfold.
Ye Feng's lips curled up slightly.
ten times.
His normal attacks would normally only deal 600,000 damage multiplied by the four times the damage bonus of the Draw Sword Technique.
That is, 2.4 million attack power.
Now it's been increased to six million.
This attack power is even enough to kill a half-step seventh-tier black dragon that hasn't used any defensive skills.
"Add all remaining kill points to your health!"
[Ding! 100000 kill points consumed, HP increased by 100000!]
[Ding! Host's Qi and Blood Value has reached 700000 points!]
Seven hundred thousand points of health. Plus the tenfold boost from the Draw Sword Technique.
A normal attack deals the equivalent of seven million HP.
Ye Feng stopped.
He hovered in mid-air, standing on the flying knife disc, and turned around to face the five beast kings that were still relentlessly pursuing him.
The five beast kings also stopped.
They looked at Ye Feng, a hint of doubt flashing in their eyes.
Why did you stop running?
Out of energy?
Or have they given up the fight?
Ye Feng looked at them, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"I'm not running anymore."
He drew his gleaming gold battle sword, its blade shimmering with golden light.
"It's your turn."
The five beast kings exchanged a glance and pounced at the same time.
Ye Feng brandished his knife.
The first knife.
With a flash of light, the head of a beast king at the early stage of the sixth tier flew up.
Second knife.
Another early-stage Tier 6 Beast King has fallen.
The third cut.
A mid-stage sixth-tier beast king was cut in half at the waist.
Three strikes, and the three-headed, sixth-tier beast king was slain.
The remaining two half-step seventh-tier blue and black dragons watched this scene in silence for a long time.
"This human," the blue dragon said calmly.
"They must die."
"I'll go." The black dragon spread its wings and flew towards Ye Feng. It was a size larger than the blue dragon.
Its entire body covered in black scales gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen in the sunlight.
Its eyes were dark gold, with vertical pupils, and devoid of any emotion.
A pure-blooded black dragon at the half-step seventh rank, with a blood value exceeding three million, possessing an innately strong physique, impervious to blades and spears.
He is the absolute king of melee combat among all dragons.
The black dragon rushed in front of Ye Feng and slammed down with its right claw.
Its dragon claws rapidly expanded in the air, blotting out the sky and the sun, like a small mountain pressing down.
That's the Black Dragon's innate divine power—Giant Dragon Claw.
The dragon claw covered an area of several hundred meters, its tip tearing through the air and even causing space to distort slightly.
Ye Feng had no time to dodge.
He could only raise his left arm to withstand the claw strike.
boom!
As if struck by a massive mountain, the Bloodthirsty Shield trembled violently.
The golden light shield was covered with dense cracks, and it could shatter at any moment.
Ye Feng's body fell from the sky like a meteor, crashing to the ground and creating a crater several meters deep.
The black dragon's second claw followed immediately.
Ye Feng leaped out of the pit, dodging the claw, and used his sword-drawing technique to slash at the black dragon's neck.
The golden blade struck the black dragon's scales, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound. The scales shattered, and golden blood splattered.
But the wound wasn't deep; it only cut in less than a foot.
For a massive black dragon, this wasn't even a minor injury.
The dragon beast, at the half-step seventh rank, had incredibly thick defenses. An attack with seven million health points could only cut through its scales, failing to damage its bones and muscles.
Ye Feng cursed under his breath and dodged and weaved in the air, stepping on the flying knife disc.
The black dragon's claw strikes grew more ferocious with each blow, each strike carrying earth-shattering power.
The cracks in the Bloodthirsty Shield became more numerous and denser.
Finally, the Bloodthirsty Shield shattered when the black dragon's seventh claw struck.
The golden light shield dissipated into countless specks of light, exposing Ye Feng's body to the black dragon's claws.
The black dragon's giant claw slammed into Ye Feng's chest, its five sharp claws piercing through his body, causing blood to gush out.
Ye Feng groaned, a large amount of blood gushing from his mouth. At least four of his ribs were broken, his internal organs were torn apart by sharp claws, and blood gushed from his wounds.
But he gritted his teeth, gripped the gleaming gold battle blade, and slashed at the black dragon's finger.
The black dragon, in pain, loosened its grip. Ye Feng broke free from its claws, fell to the ground, and rolled several times before coming to a stop.
He was covered in blood, with five horrifying holes in his chest, and blood was constantly gushing from his mouth. He looked like he could die at any moment.
But Ye Feng did not die.
His wounds are healing quickly.
The strongest recovery for the immortal.
As long as he has a breath left, he can come back to life.
Black Dragon was stunned.
This person recovers faster than a dragon.
Ye Feng got up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and looked at his chest.
The wound had mostly healed, and the bleeding had stopped. He moved his body a little; apart from some lingering pain, he was fine.
He looked up at the black dragon, a grin spreading across his face.
"You've used up your ultimate move."
"Is it my turn?"
He drew his sword.
This time, he switched to his own spirit weapon.
Superior-grade Spirit Weapon - Soul-Slaying Longsword.
The dark blade exuded a chilling aura.
The black dragon's pupils contracted sharply; it sensed danger.
The aura emanating from this human has changed, becoming even more terrifying than before.
The key was the long knife in his hand, which instilled a deep fear in it.
This is a spirit weapon!
Why would it end up in the hands of a fifth-tier human?
Could he be a descendant of a powerful human being?
But there was no time to think about it.
Ye Feng had already charged forward, sword in hand.
There was no charged attack.
He used the technique of drawing his sword.
One cut after another, without pause or hesitation.
Every cut landed in the same spot.
The black dragon tried to dodge.
However, Ye Feng's telekinetic disc granted him unparalleled mobility.
The black dragon's enormous body was no match for Ye Feng's attack.
Ye Feng, like a leech clinging to a bone, directly engaged in a fierce battle with the Black Dragon.
On the black dragon's neck, scales shattered, blood splattered, and the wound grew deeper and deeper.
The first cut is one inch deep.
The tenth cut penetrates one foot.
The fiftieth cut penetrates half a meter.
The hundredth cut!
The black dragon's head slid off its neck.
The enormous dragon body stood still for a moment before collapsing with a roar.
The pure-blooded black dragon, half a step into the seventh rank, was slain.
Blue Dragon stood on the ridge, trembling as he looked at his companion's corpse.
It is a ranged attacker and not good at close combat.
Just now, when Ye Feng and the Black Dragon were locked in combat.
It also tried to go up and help.
But the two figures were moving too fast.
It couldn't find an opportunity to attack.
They could only watch helplessly as the black dragon's head was chopped off.
It was no match for this human, despite its skill in close combat.
It turned and ran, flapping its wings frantically.
He directly unleashed his innate skill, Gravity Field.
This is its signature product.
Within this area, one's body becomes lighter and more agile.
The enemy will be suppressed by ten times the gravity, making it impossible for them to move an inch.
This is its signature skill, which it has always used to kite its enemies.
I never imagined I'd use it to escape.
It fled rapidly into the depths of the southern mountains.
Ye Feng watched the blue dragon's fleeing figure, and then felt the immense weight on his body.
"We can't catch up!"
But just then!
[Ding! Target detected that may drop skill books! Please kill it as soon as possible!]
Ye Feng's eyes lit up.
Lao Tzu possesses a flying holy weapon—the wings of god-slaying.
I'm not afraid I won't be able to catch up with you.
He hurriedly took out the God-Slaying Wings and put them on.
He leaped and gave chase.
The blue dragon flew desperately, with all its might.
At that moment, a human airship appeared in the sky.