Chapter 250 The Blade And Sword Array (Part One)

As it emerged, the piercing blade and sword swirl began wrapping Darren in its circle and gave him ghastly, unbearable suppression. He could barely secure his footing so he started to stagger backwards. The sound of his bones creaking from oppression was audible despite the roaring and rumbling sound of the strong winds.

Although he was now in the shape of a fiend, Darren felt it difficult to withstand such a lethal blow. Confronting such a mighty opponent, he thought he had better demonstrate his most powerful skill in order to get through this test. Hunching up his back, he bent down and transformed into an arch-shaped black torrent. In a trice, the torrent rushed towards the depths of the swirl that was composed of countless revolving blades and swords with full force.

At the same time, the defender of the ninth space ordered his blades and swords to attack Darren who had now transformed into a violent torrent. It seemed as if a deadly storm of blades and swords had struck, and there were millions of them charging towards Darren from all directions.

"Blood Dragon Phantom!" Darren yelled, the veins in his neck visibly popping from the effort it took to wield his powers.

Realizing that he did not have much of an advantage over the attacks by so many blades and swords, he decided to put his best skill into action.

As for the Blood Dragon Phantom, he could now create hundreds of avatars almost effortlessly. It was not surprising that Darren was able to demonstrate such an expertise as his skill had improved a lot during his tests earlier.

Activating his Blood Dragon Phantom, hundreds of black torrent phantoms suddenly appeared and sped towards the depths of the blade and sword swirl abreast with him.

"What the hell!" the space defender exclaimed as he hovered in the distant sky.

When Darren felt that this fight was by far the most crucial part of the whole challenge, the space defender also marveled at his strength.

The minute Darren's black torrent and his phantoms disappeared in the blade and sword swirl, the atmosphere suddenly became eerily quiet and even the original roaring of the swirl dissipated into absolute silence.

But this peace only lasted for a few minutes and so

he smile on the young man's face turned into something icy and dangerous.

"If I am not mistaken, the skill you have just demonstrated is the strongest skill you have achieved so far. It's not an exaggeration for me to conclude that your current strength can only allow you to defeat my blade and sword array. I have skills that are much more powerful than that. Do you think you can handle them?" he asked, challenging Darren with a mischievous light in his eyes.

Darren snorted, trying to mask his anger. Thinking of how hard the fight was just now and how all his phantoms were sacrificed fighting the young man's blades and swords, he could only grow angry at himself for acknowledging that there was some truth in his opponent's words. "Don't be so sure!" he exclaimed, regaining his composure and confidence. "I have met people who are more arrogant and haughty than you. But each time, I emerge as the winner. Don't you think there's a reason why I'm right here, standing in front of you? I don't care if you are just a spiritual intent. I won't let you get in my way. Not now, not ever," Darren declared firmly.

His resolution was palpable. Giving up was never an option for him.

"You want to force me to fight you, then?" The young man laughed humorlessly. In order to intimidate Darren and put out his fiery passion, he released a gust of formidable blade and sword intents. He aimed it towards Darren.

However, Darren was not one to take this little threat to heart.