"Are you going to run like a little girl now?" the fourth disciple asked mockingly, confident of victory after he brought out his intent.
Employing the full power of his intent, along with the void energy, Warden danced in the air in sinuous form, moving through the spree of attacks to block them with his moves. His form was like a ghost, blurrily drifting in the air with an unprecedented level of speed to destroy all the sword beams.
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"Talking about a little girl," Warden said. "Have you seen a young girl with vibrant white hair?"
The fourth disciple didn't answer. He charged at him, plunging his sword to his right.
"I guess she had defeated you and moved up," Warden grinned, and blocked the sword move. "You have to do a lot more if you want to defeat me, man."
"We'll see..." he shouted. "Sword of Ascension, First Blade: Whisper of the Wind!"
Ah, a named move, Warden had to be careful with this. It wasn't a whisper at all, by the sheer amount of patterns the move called upon.
The fourth disciple swung his blade upwards, sweeping as thunderous power of wind rushed along with the blade, augmented by the power of the essence of sharpness. The move wasn't perfect, nor was it a finishing blow, considering it didn't concentrate attack power on a single line. Instead, it brought forth tyrannical raw power like a natural disaster.
Warden flew to dodge, but the fourth disciple engaged him, leaving no room for him to retreat. He employed a ward, which broke instantly in contact with the devastating power. None of his moves would be enough to completely dismiss the sheer power of Whisper of the Wind's Descend.
Warden clenched his jaw and decided to take on the attack head-on. He didn't have the cloak to turn on [Void Shroud], but his [Void Vanquishing Physique] was freakishly tough to be devastated by this attack.
The essence of light and void channelled through the body as Warden broke through that torrential Whisper of the Wind. His spear swung, creating a crack in the torrential force, as Warden escaped.
The wind rose in the surrounding areas, whispering all around under the sword master's control. They didn't flow out but began to consolidate at a point.
"Sword of Ascension, Final Blade," the sword master said solemnly as wind and his essence of sharpness concentrated in a thin line. "Apotheosis of the Immortal Storm."
Well, that was a long-ass name... Warden thought. But in the next moment, he gasped. This move had a storm in its title. Of course, it would be an eye-opener. Stil, he hadn't expected something like this.
Although the move wasn't perfect, most of the power was concentrated into a single line. Warden had to admit, even though this move didn't look at all impressive as the other two... this required the most control and comprehension.
He understood the essence of the move on a rudimentary level. Unlike the other two moves which had more utility, this one had only one essence.
Annihilation.
Warden sucked in a cold breath.
"You can still give up," the fourth disciple stated, trying to waver his mind.
Warden had to admit he had no way of intercepting the move, but that didn't necessarily mean he'd lose. He still had one card to play out.
"Fine, have it your way..." He swung the blade, and the wind descended.
Warden activated his trump card.
[Absolute Invulnerability].
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