Sword Formation
After Mu Yu cut the humanoid in two, turning it to black qi, the black qi regenerated back in no time, except there were now two of them. The two unleashed lightning sword qi slashes in the form of a dragon and tiger.
Is this what they call a sword formation?
Mu Yu retaliated, expecting to catch the two strikes, yet they deftly swerve out of his sword’s trajectory. What made it really amazing was that Dustfallen Swordplay’s eighth technique was supposed to be the worst enemy for astral entities, yet they outmanoeuvred him.
“Oh, I get it. The essence of sword formations is to equip your sword strikes with a mind of their own for maximum adaptability – nifty. Now, let’s see how deft you can be, shall we?”
Mu Yu intercepted the white dragon at the forefront, uncorking a mighty strike for he was sure that the white dragon couldn’t fend off the attack. Yet, the white dragon disappeared when his strike seemed to have ended it, stumping him. Sensing, an approaching blow from his left, he split Shadow Splitter Sword in two to thwart the attack.
Mu Yu had no time to pull off a second full-power strike at the incoming dragon, resulting in his loss in the exchange. He twisted as he flew through the air and slashed from right to left. The dragon teleported backward the instant before Mu Yu’s swing connected. Meanwhile, the white tiger jumped down from above.
Mu Yu stepped diagonally, escaping the claw. Once he pivoted around, the tiger already had his rear, pummelling him from the rear. He did expect some pain, but he didn’t expect to bleed when considering the death qi and life qi he had refined his body with.
“All right, maybe my swordplay isn’t as wicked as I thought it was. That said, that’s some next-tier teamwork they have going. More importantly, I need to figure out how they’re teleporting. Here we go again.”
Mu Yu evaded the next and began to search for a chance to counter. Over their next ten exchanges, he was caught five times and landed none of his own attacks.
Slam! The tiger banged on Mu Yu’s chest with its poor, nearly knocking his conscious out of his body.
“They’re disappearing and reappearing randomly as per Heavenly Dipper Stars Formation. I didn’t know the swordplay could be combined with formations. I need to learn the trick.”
Heavenly Dipper Stars Formation should’ve made teleporting random, meaning the enemy should’ve have been able to reappear next to Mu Yu every single time. Howbeit, as Lethal Deity’s formation skills originated from Chen Tiandao, he was able to reappear in thousands of spots in the blink of an eye, ensuring he’d catch Mu Yu one way or another. Emerging where Mu Yu was, consequently crashing him aside was also a possible outcome. The weakness was that it only worked within a fixed radius, meaning Lethal Deity had to trap Mu Yu within aforementioned radius.
The difference between Mu Chenghong and Lethal Deity’s version was that the former could only use it as a defensive formation, while the latter used it for offence. Unlike against Mu Chenghong, Mu Yu needed to outplay Chen Tiandao’s deduction skills, which was a daunting task, to say the least.
I need to get out of the formation’s range, or I’m only going to be a punching bag. Mu Chenghong hid from me, but if Lethal Deity is the centre of the formation, I just need to retreat beyond a hundred metres to escape its range.
Or so he thought… Fly as he may, the white dragon and tiger tailed him, always remaining within their teleportation range.
What the heck? Am I the centre of the formation or something? Get lost. There’s no escaping it, then!
Another blast came from the dragon.
“I know what Greater Heaven Caster Lu meant when he said the requirements to get through this are ridiculously high!”
The white tiger cut Mu Yu off from the front, fangs just centimetres away from his head.
“Crud!”
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