Chapter 595: We Might Be Watching the Fake Barbaric Natives

“Well, well! An inferior swordsman who isn’t at level 8 dares to lecture me?” Hex said lazily, “Try to take one of my sword strikes, and I’ll see if you have the right to give me lectures.”

With a cold expression, his feet moved slightly in the air.

In the next instant, he already appeared before Nalan Hongwu!

He hacked down his huge fiery-red blade with vicious force!

“Instant Strike!? This is Mr. Hex’ Instant Strike!” Many knights exclaimed on White Pigeon Square.

“The Instant Strike that can chop a level 8 magical beast in half! My goodness!”

However, in the next moment, they saw Nalan Hongwu move his feet slightly, and his body swayed to one side a little bit.

The huge blade missed him by a narrow margin!

White-haired and white-clothed, Duke Nalan stood where he was with his hands clasped behind his back, looking as if he hadn’t moved at all.

“My goodness!”

“What just happened?!”

Gasps sounded from White Pigeon Square.

Cia, Ron, and the other young people covered their mouths with their hands, and they couldn’t believe their eyes.

How could it be?!

How did he manage that?!

“Oh! That was amazing!”

Even the figures hiding in the dark corner of the square were stupefied at this scene. “He… dodged it?”

However, this sword strike wasn’t over.

With a twist of his waist, Hex slashed back his huge sword with horrifying force!

However, Nalan Hongwu seemed to have anticipated his move. Almost at the same time when Hex slashed out, Nalan Hongwu began to turn his body. When the sword came, Nalan Hongwu dodged with perfect timing!

Everyone on White Pigeon Square was shocked, and their mouths opened in a perfect O-shape.

“Sala! I told you many times. When we’re on a mission…” Lance walked up with disapproval on his face.

“No… Captain. Look!” Sala pointed at the Spiritual Spell Image Projection but couldn’t describe what she was seeing.

“Look where? It’s nothing to look at! War? It is just a war…” Lance turned his head but froze when he saw the Spiritual Spell Image Projection.

What did he see? He saw that Hex, the Knight of Furious Flame, couldn’t even touch an old man’s clothes after using several sword techniques!

Who is this guy?!

“Which nation is this grand master from?!” Lance asked immediately.

“This is…” Sala couldn’t believe this, and she stared at the battle with widened eyes as she said, “He’s from another continent…”

“The weak and helpless nation that the Judgement Godly Palace is invading?” Lance looked at the projected visuals before him.

!!??” What did I say? Weak and helpless? How can any weak force be like this?

“Who’s this guy?!” Lance asked immediately, “Is he the most powerful figure among them?!”

In St. Heinz’ grand palace, a priest murmured, “Is this barbaric native really at level 7?”

He yelled in his mind, As the Judgement Godly Palace that has all kinds of prophecies and miracles from gods, shouldn’t it be our level 6 masters beating up your level 7 masters?

But now!!??

“Good! Very good!” Hex stopped his attacks at this moment and said, “I thought that this was a boring expedition and didn’t expect to meet anyone who could force me to use my true power.”

At this time, the miraculous golden pattern on Hex’s forehead flashed with dazzling light.

Engulfed in the dazzling light, his entire body turned radiant and flashy.

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A horrifying force spread from his forehead to all over his body!

It wasn’t a power that humans could have; it seemed to come from gods!

Before such horrifying power, anyone would feel humble and tiny.

Supported by that horrifying force, Hex hovered in the air, and his golden hair fluttered in the wind.

The air around him seemed to be distorted by that terrifying force!

“Do you see how big the gap between us is?” Hex said with a smirk.

“I’ll show you what is true speed!” This man in fiery-red armor moved his body and suddenly vanished before Nalan Hongwu.

In the next moment, he turned into a series of blurry shadow around Nalan Hongwu, moving as fast as the wind!

At this moment, Nalan Hongwu looked grim and serious.

He could feel that his opponent’s strength far surpassed his after that force joined in. This man’s strength was so high that it was unclimbable!

This gap of strength perhaps couldn’t be bridged with skills and techniques.

Suddenly, Nalan Hongwu’s expression changed, and his body slightly shifted to one side!

His opponent’s blade drew over his chest, making a smooth cut in his chest!

Then, red blood flowed out from the wound.

“So fast!” The audience on White Pigeon Square exclaimed again.

This speed was inhumane!

Like a horrifying fiery-red rain of sword energies and meteors, Hex attacked continuously.

Could anyone block attacks that were at such high speed?

Even grandmasters couldn’t detect the movements of the sword, let alone the eyes of ordinary people.

On top of that, it was impossible to match such a speed!

However, at this moment, Nalan Hongwu’s sword slashed out. His sword turned into a black light beam like a black lightning flash.

It was fast, but it was no match for his opponent’s horrifying speed.

Besides, the gap in their strength was too bigger.

Before the storm-like sword strikes of his opponent, Nalan Hongwu’s black sword looked like a pure light beam.

It was so impeccable and pure that it contained no variations in it. Perhaps it just didn’t need any variations.

When the sword slashed out, blood spewed into the air.

At this moment, even some of the existences in St. Heinz’ grand palace stood up subconsciously.

The Sword Saint named Claus also stared at the sword strike intently.

If it were said that Hex wasn’t using the strength of humans, then this sword strike didn’t belong to humans. It was like a sword strike that an immortal used!

“Although your strength has increased, it isn’t your own strength, which means that you can’t control it. You will only expose more weaknesses because of it.”

[A Sword Came from the West, Flying Immortal Beyond the Heavens!]

Even if he couldn’t fully understand it, any bit of inspiration was crucial. Nalan Hongwu might not have reached that realm, but he had seen it and obtained some inspirations from it.

His sword had almost reached that perfect realm.

“Ahh–!”

“These people…!?”

These people of this mysterious and ancient nation are elegant and powerful, and their swordsmanship is philosophical and poetic.

This was the impression that these ‘barbaric natives’ left on the minds of the people of the Lora Continent.

Are we really looking at the barbaric natives!