Male Succubus Apocalypse

"Wuqing chose the tactic of suppressing with fighting spirit this time. It's really unexpected!"

"To use the Heaven's Heart Method to restrain that person, what a genius! In this world, only a ruthless swordsman can do that!"

Listening to the discussions above and around him, and looking at the scene inside the shield, which was almost light polluted, Xu Heng sat cross-legged on the ground, appearing very calm.

Unlike those in the outer circle at levels six and seven, who were cheering and excited, he just watched quietly - which made many people look at him with admiration.

"Julie, do you mean that An Lingqing is practicing the way of ruthlessness?" Xu Heng asked.

"The ruthless way? What is the ruthless way?... To put it simply, she gave up her own will and devoted herself to the study of sword skills, isolating herself from external interference and making absolutely rational judgments on battles, like an emotionless machine and an inhuman warrior." Julie has always acted as a battle commentator in Xu Heng's mind.

She had faced too many enemies and killed too many strong men. Even if she didn't understand fighting skills, she could tell the style and type of fighting at a glance.

"A robot?" Xu Heng muttered to himself.

"In this battle, Tianxin Sword Saint was completely suppressed by An Lingqing. It seems that the outcome will be decided soon." Julie expressed her judgment.

"No, a machine without emotional connection and user is just a tool. No, it is scrap. And the fate of scrap is destruction," Xu Heng objected.

"What do you mean? Do you think An Lingqing will lose? A perfect swordsman who has mastered his opponent and learned countless sword skills will be defeated? Xu Heng, your rank is too low. You don't understand how terrifying the realm of 'ruthlessness' is. I thought it only appeared in legends, but now I see it in reality." Julie didn't care and just thought Xu Heng was shallow.

"Repressed emotions are like a disease that can break out at any time. Once there is a mistake in belief, it will turn into cancer that spreads throughout the body. Today, if she wins, she will 'die', and if she loses, she will also 'die'. What's more, Tian Xin came prepared." Xu Heng's tone was cold, as if he was describing a fact that had already occurred.

In his perception, from beginning to end, Tianxin Sword Saint had already gradually changed from his initial uneasiness to stability and confidence.

In that concrete world of the soul, above the boundless water of blood, there are broken walls, shattered weapons and armor, and a man hanging upside down in the sky. He has no throne, no crown, but everything is conquered by him. He is always facing the sky, going to conquer the unseen places.

This guy! He truly risked his life to survive, walked through mountains of blood and seas of corpses, ignored all living things, was an arrogant strong man, the most typical and rarest in the other world, the lonely king that all living things have always longed to follow!

His path is destined not to be blocked by a sword locked on a cold throne!

"You are a fourth-level person, what can you see? Look, An Lingqing is about to give the final blow to Tianxin Sword Saint!... What!" Julie was about to make a few sarcastic remarks, but looking at the intense battle, she was about to make the final conclusion.

However, after the halo of fighting spirit dissipated, Tianxin Sword Saint officially began to reverse the situation!

……

The white whip was like a snake, and as Tianxin swung it, it launched a suffocating bombardment at Wuqing.

Thousands of silver shadows appeared, either dodging or blocking. The ruthless swordsman broke through the blockade of the whip shadows and stretched out a sword. Tian Xin just sneered, pulled his hand, and raised the hilt high.

With the two of them as the center, white lightning struck from the void, but Wuqing was unmoved. The sword body was infinitely compressed, approaching Tianxin's heart.

However, the lightning that was originally shooting inwards from all directions suddenly flowed back and appeared in front of the two sword masters. The flexible white fighting spirit on the hilt of Tianxin's sword connected to the long whip suddenly straightened inadvertently and turned into a long mace, which smashed down on the ruthless sword master when he was trapped in the whip of lightning.

A figure flew backwards and bumped against the circular platform several times before finally coming to a stop. The trembling figure crawled up from the ground. The Ruthless Sword Saint looked at his knuckles which were constantly oozing blood, then looked at the Tianxin Sword Saint who did not pursue him, and frowned for the only time he appeared in the battle.

"Sister, it's incredible, isn't it? But that's the fact. My way is invincible and inexhaustible. The terrain of heaven and earth is clear and there is no escape. The whip can be soft or hard, and the soft can become hard. Mount Tai can collapse, and the hard can become soft. All defenses can be broken. I hold the sword of all weapons, turning the advantages of countless weapons and techniques into one point, and the opponent has no way to avoid it. You are only confined to one corner of the sword, and have no creativity. How can you defeat me?" The white fighting spirit extending from the hilt of the sword in Tianxin's hand kept changing. Axes, hooks, forks, guns, swords, sticks, are not weapons, and have no shape. They are just a "concept".

A conceptual weapon that combines the toughness of a whip with the strength of a mace.

"Then let's give it a try. I have learned swordsmanship for a hundred years. Can it surpass your weapons?" The ruthless swordsman stood firm with a determined look on his face.

As his body moved, he chopped, stabbed, poked, lifted, collapsed, intercepted, wiped, pierced, and twisted. He used the sword moves to the extreme. The textbook-level afterimages seemed to show the cause and effect of time to the world. He attacked the Tianxin Sword Saint in one go.

"Fighting Skills: Return to the Moon"

"Fighting Skills: Heaven's Destruction"

"Fighting skills..."

As soon as the afterimage appeared, it split into silver rays of unique style. Each sword energy! It was a kind of sword skill! It could be drifting and swaying, or overbearing and fierce!

Until now, the experts present had realized how much the second strongest of the Sword World could improve and specialize in order to defeat their opponents after the test! In other words, what terrifying trump cards they would reveal!

A ruthless machine and a soldier who conquers the world, forged into a super saint with a sword heart!

The former seemed to be constantly deducing and converting the sword skills through the ages, and could always find the "only answer" to the opponent's attack.

Not only sword moves! But also fighting skills! Even the fighting skills that the swordsmen present had hidden in their chests! They were all "ruthlessly" displayed together!

It has even been optimized to be more flawless than the original one!

The latter is a collection of the best of all schools! Like the emperor of the battle world, he transforms all the weapons into a super sword with overwhelming power!

In the face of all odds, who is the strongest?

"kill!"

The roar broke through the sky, and two figures collided under the rising sun.

In the realm of sword skills, there are countless weapons incarnated.

The demigods standing on the edge of the dais heard the sound of the shield formed by their combined strength breaking into pieces. As the fighting spirit centered on white and silver exploded, the destroyed shield cast a golden edge on the plating of this magnificent feast.

"Everyone, take action! Intercept the fighting spirit of these two monsters! Protect the younger ones!" A figure in a white robe flashed in the air. It was the "Boxing Master". Before he finished speaking, he had already swung a punch and hit the round table.

Everyone reacted immediately. Xu Heng stared blankly at the light that was getting closer and closer to him. It engulfed his sight and seemed to have lost its color. A woman wearing red armor and holding a fighting sword of the same color as the armor appeared and blocked his way.

"Get out of here!" Soma shouted and swung his knife.

"Silly boy! You're just watching the fun!" A familiar voice sounded in his ear. He turned his head and saw Julian appeared beside him. He grabbed his shoulders, pulled him gently, and took him a hundred meters away.

The scene moved from near to far, and all the capable and powerful people present surrounded it and suppressed the explosion of fighting spirit that was about to spread.

"Master, the winner has been decided. I'm going to look for my customers." Xu Heng listened to the invisible but intentional cracking sound, stood up, nodded to Julian, looked at his old friends behind him who seemed to want to walk towards him but stopped, and smiled back.

Then he turned around and walked towards the stage.

"Tianxin Sword Saint has defeated almost all swordsmen, seen through all sword skills, sword quality, and the sword itself, and was able to break away from the identity of a swordsman, using the strengths of hundreds of schools in the world to disintegrate the sword. He is truly a genius! Wuqing can be said to be the best in the history. If even she is defeated, then among warriors, one-on-one, Tianxin is unmatched!" Julie's voice was filled with excitement and excitement. "What a perfect experimental material!"

"No, there is another warrior who may defeat him." Xu Heng once again said something that confused Julie.

"Who?"

"An Lingqing."

"what?"

Is the logic wrong?

……

When everything returns to calm, the neon and silver in all directions disappear, the round platform shatters, the white space is empty, the flowers are floating, and the sun is pacing.

The figures of Tianxin and Wuqing emerged from the reef as the tide receded, and confronted each other in the center of the platform.

However, what was strange was that the sword in Wuqing's hand was missing. Tianxin was holding a hilt and just raised it in the air, pointing it at An Lingqing's chest.

"Sister, why did you stop in the end?"

"Because it's meaningless. There's no need to add more injuries. I lost. The crybaby who followed behind me finally got ahead of me."

An Lingqing smiled, a sad but relieved smile. Tian Xin also wanted to grin and encourage each other, but for some reason, looking at his senior sister who was no longer on guard and had undergone some potential changes, he felt a little distressed.

“Senior Sister, I’ll be waiting for you in the third battle. If you lose again then, you have to honor the bet.” Tian Xin forced a smile, trying to make a joke.

An Lingqing just shook his head and said, "When the time comes, I may disappoint you. I have used all my skills accumulated over a hundred years, but I cannot find a single move that can defeat you with a stick, a knife, a gun, or an axe. I have lost completely."

Throughout the ages, there is no single sword technique that can simultaneously counter all the military forces in the world.

"No..." Tian Xin originally wanted to completely defeat An Lingqing and win a joking bet, but he didn't expect that the result would not be what he imagined.

For a moment, he wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to comfort her with.

"Lord Qing, are you done fighting? Go home for dinner." A voice that sounded particularly inappropriate to Tianxin, but which was relaxed and natural in a way that was impossible for him to achieve, rang out here.

It's the masked man.

He walked through a group of strong men, slowly came behind An Lingqing, bowed and said.

"Well... okay." An Lingqing turned around slightly and nodded.

He nodded to Tianxin, and returned to the sky with the masked man, just like he came.

He won, but for some reason, Tianxin Sword Saint felt that nothing had changed. It was not because of the masked man, not because of the weather, and not because the outcome of the battle was the same as the first round.

There were cheers and applause. The audience somehow learned that it was Tianxin Sword Saint who won, and the atmosphere became lively. Even a demigod who knew him came up and said that they wanted to help him arrange his wedding with Wuqing.

Everything was so noisy. Tian Xin just quietly looked at the ruthless swordsman going away in the sky. He seemed particularly lonely, the loneliness of a person.

Senior sister, why do I feel that you are getting farther and farther away? Clearly, I have been trying my best to catch up with you for two hundred years.

……

Back under the starry sky, An Lingqing put Xu Heng down and said, "You don't have to cook today, but you can think carefully about whether you want to stay in Tianmen."

After saying that, he took off his clothes and walked into the pool with scars on his body. But when he reached the middle, he began to stare blankly at the moonlight in the sky with his back turned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sadness, confusion and silent collapse.

Just like the first green color appeared on the earth which had been silent for a long time, An Lingqing's emotions fluctuated for the first time. The lonely figure who had always ignored everything in the world seemed to finally become popular at this moment.

It was so clear in Xu Heng's perception that it should be surging, but it was just a river flowing into the sea, flowing silently, sliding across the sky and the earth.

Emotions erupted, but the body no longer had corresponding expressions. The person and the emotions were severed. At the moment when the faith collapsed, the things that An Lingqing had been suppressing finally began to collapse and deteriorate.

The throne that sealed the pink sword was breaking and falling off bit by bit. In front of Xu Heng's eyes, the chains made a mournful sound, blocking the sword that was unwilling to die together.

"Xu Heng, there is a big trouble! An Lingqing's rank seems to be regressing! This is the prelude to the collapse of the demigod law!" Julie said.

"So?" Xu Heng asked.

"This situation is extremely rare. The law of demigods lies in their understanding of energy and their control of energy. Once the law shows signs of collapse, it means that this person has doubts about his own abilities, that is, he does not believe in himself! But to become a demigod, he has gone through countless trials along the way. It shouldn't be possible for this ruthless swordsman to be so fragile?"

"I'm asking, what are the adverse consequences? Will my rank decline? What else?"

"Also, if she loses control of her own fighting spirit, it is very likely that the moment the law disappears, she will not be able to control the fighting spirit of the demigod, and terrible consequences may occur, including but not limited to fighting spirit explosion! Xu Heng! Let's run!... Hey! Wait! Don't come close!"

After getting Julie's answer, Xu Heng walked towards the pool.

"Lord Qing, there is still a battle to go. I feel that I should continue to fulfill my obligations." To Julie's ears, these were extremely tactless words said by the always cautious Xu Heng.

Are you such a face-shy person?

"Well, it's okay. I need to meditate today. You can rest." An Lingqing turned her head, her voice still cold and her expression indifferent, but for some reason, tears kept flowing from her hollow eyes and dripping into the pool, making a "crackling" sound.

"Okay." Xu Heng bowed, without any of his previous fear of An Lingqing's naked body.

After turning around and walking back to the main house, he took out a bronze class spare wooden sword from the space ring.

"Xu Heng! What are you going to do! I said! Run! The third battle is meaningless! Even if the best rank drops after An Lingqing's law dissipates, it is impossible to defeat Tianxin Sword Saint! What's more, this result is not certain! If bad luck comes, we will all die!" Julie was anxious. After arriving at Tianmen, she became more and more crazy about Xu Heng's actions.

"Shh, don't make any noise. I want to use my artistic talent to make a beautiful sword for little An Lingqing who has lost his sword."

"Xu Heng, you're crazy, aren't you? Answer me! Let me go!... Damn it! No! There are a bunch of brainless warriors outside! Speak! Stop using that crappy sword!"

Ahhhhh!