Daily Intelligence, Starting Out I Obtain the Heaven-devouring Demonic Art

178: They fled in disarray!Nie Wushuang suddenly spun on his left foot, his right hand gripping the sword hilt as he brought it down with all his might. The sword strike was as solid as a mountain, carrying the force of a thunderclap.

This sword strike was as swift as lightning, its wind carrying a chilling killing intent directly towards Zhang Yunxiao.

The azure sword edge reflected a terrifying cold glint in the sunlight. The air seemed to be torn in two, emitting a piercing hum.

This was a sure-kill strike unleashed by Zhang Yunxiao, and its power was extremely frightening.

”Hmph...!”

Seeing this, Zhang Yunxiao let out a cold snort.

Just as the sword edge was less than three inches from his neck, Zhang Yunxiao advanced instead of retreating.

He lightly tapped his toe on the ground, his body suddenly lowering by half a foot, perfectly dodging the sword edge’s fatal strike.

At the same time, his left hand’s index and middle fingers were pressed together like a sword, pointing at Nie Wushuang’s right shoulder with incredible speed.

This finger strike was extremely cunningly angled, precisely at the weak point where Nie Wushuang’s old strength was exhausted and new strength had yet to be generated.

”He... saw through my weakness with a single glance?”

Nie Wushuang’s expression changed.

The next moment, he felt a numb ache in his right shoulder, and the circulation of his magic power immediately became sluggish. His sword momentum involuntarily slowed, and he was powerless to swing his sword again.

He was inwardly terrified, never expecting that his earth-shattering sword strike would be so easily neutralized by the other party.

”With just this much strength, you think you can kill me?”

Zhang Yunxiao’s face showed a mocking expression. He didn’t stop his movements and directly unleashed a palm strike.

This palm strike carried a sharp whistle that tore through the air, striking directly at Nie Wushuang. Dark golden Qi surged in a vortex in his palm, and its terrifying power instantly cracked the ground.

Nie Wushuang felt the power of this palm strike and his pupils constricted. In haste, he could only conjure a shield of magic power and block with his other arm.

Zhang Yunxiao’s palm strike was like an abyss, like hell. The shield Nie Wushuang conjured with magic power was as fragile as paper, instantly shattered by his palm force.

At the same time, a sudden sound of bone cracking rang out.

Nie Wushuang’s blocking arm instantly twisted and deformed, with pale bone shards piercing through his flesh and emerging from his body.

Nie Wushuang screamed, and his entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, smashing a deep pit in the ground, looking utterly disheveled.

”First encounter! Senior Brother Nie actually lost...!”

”Is this fake? Senior Brother Nie is the leader of our Xiaoyao Sect’s younger generation. How could he lose?”

”The facts are right before your eyes. Senior Brother Nie not only lost, but it was a crushing defeat!”

”In terms of appearance, temperament, and even now strength, he’s completely no match for the opponent! As expected, there are always people stronger than you!”

”Hmph...! Are you all so unoptimistic about Senior Brother Nie? This is not Senior Brother Nie’s full strength at all!”

”...!”

The Disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, seeing Nie Wushuang severely injured by a single blow, all found this fact unacceptable.

”You’re nothing more than this!”

Zhang Yunxiao, on the other hand, stood with a calm expression, his hands behind his back, his robe corners still fluttering without wind. He stared down at Nie Wushuang, thoroughly enjoying the satisfaction of overwhelmingly crushing his opponent in front of others.

”You who look down on others! Your strength is indeed great, but I haven’t used my full power yet!”

Nie Wushuang leaped out of the pit, his arm injury rapidly recovering. The magic power around him boiled and surged, and his aura continuously soared.

”Hehe! You haven’t used your full power, do you think I have?”

Zhang Yunxiao sneered.

The reason he didn’t pursue Nie Wushuang earlier was out of disdain, and also due to his absolute confidence in his own strength.

He wanted to forcefully suppress and kill Nie Wushuang with his absolute strength.

”Kill...!”

Nie Wushuang let out a low roar, his expression serious. He held his long sword, its blade glowing with a chilling light, and fiercely fought with Zhang Yunxiao.

However, he had originally thought that his ’Flowing Cloud Sword Art’, cultivated for many years, would be enough to defeat Zhang Yunxiao. But after dozens of exchanges, a storm raged in his heart.

This was because Zhang Yunxiao was still bare-handed, with no intention of using a weapon, and merely with his joined sword-fingers, he was firmly suppressing him.

No matter how he changed his moves, Zhang Yunxiao always seemed to predict them, blocking his path before the sword move could even be fully unleashed.

With a crisp clang!

Nie Wushuang’s sword collided with Zhang Yunxiao’s sword-fingers.

Not only did Nie Wushuang fail to injure Zhang Yunxiao, but a huge force also came from the sword, numbing his hand and almost making him drop his long sword.

He staggered back two steps, his shock even greater.

Zhang Yunxiao’s strength was so immense, far beyond his imagination.

Nie Wushuang took a deep breath, suppressing the panic in his heart, and charged forward with his sword again.

”Wind Sweeps the Setting Sun!”

Nie Wushuang let out a low cry.

This was his ultimate sword move.

And that wasn’t all. At such a moment, he dared not hide his strength any longer. His special Physique, the ’Wind Cloud Battle Physique’, unleashed its full power, enhancing his sword move.

In an instant, sword light filled the air, wind and clouds surged, and he himself seemed to transform into a sky-breaking sword, striking towards Zhang Yunxiao.

However, Zhang Yunxiao neither dodged nor avoided. He was still bare-handed, ready to meet force with force.

Boom boom boom...!

Another dozen moves passed. Cold sweat had already seeped from Nie Wushuang’s forehead, and his breathing became rapid.

The more he fought, the more alarmed he became. Zhang Yunxiao’s strength completely exceeded his expectations.

Even with his strongest sword move, and even activating his Wind Cloud Battle Physique, he could only fight Zhang Yunxiao, who was bare-handed, to a draw.

Furthermore, as the battle continued, Nie Wushuang’s defense gradually showed flaws, and he could only barely hold on.

Nie Wushuang felt bitter. As the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect’s younger generation, he was being powerfully suppressed in front of many of his Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters.

This Zhang Yunxiao’s strength was truly too great.

”Senior Brother! We’ll come and help you!”

The Disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect shouted out, all drawing their swords and attacking Zhang Yunxiao.

Zhang Yunxiao’s ability to powerfully suppress their Senior Brother Nie Wushuang while bare-handed certainly surprised them.

However, from his attack methods and the killing intent he exuded, it was clear.

If Zhang Yunxiao found an opportunity, he would truly kill Nie Wushuang.

Therefore, seeing Nie Wushuang completely fall into a disadvantage, all these Xiaoyao Sect Disciples came to support him.

”Hmph...!”

Seeing that he was about to be ganged up on, Zhang Yunxiao finally took out his weapon, an ancient saint weapon-level battle saber.

”An... ancient saint weapon???”

Nie Wushuang and the others’ expressions changed drastically upon seeing it.

Zhang Yunxiao’s strength was already formidable; they could only repel him by working together.

But Zhang Yunxiao had taken out an ancient saint weapon. The situation instantly reversed, and they might all die here.

”Fighting you with this ancient saint weapon would be bullying you!”

”But if you’re going to gang up on me, then don’t blame me for being impolite!”

Zhang Yunxiao let out a sinister laugh.

At this moment, Nie Wushuang and the others’ expressions all changed drastically.

Just as they thought they would die at Zhang Yunxiao’s hands.

They were surprised to find that Zhang Yunxiao, for some unknown reason, suddenly had a drastic change in expression, and at the same time, his face showed signs of struggle and unwillingness.

Finally, after taking a deep look at Nie Wushuang, Zhang Yunxiao actually left... no... one could also say he ’fled in disarray’...