Jiang Zhilong and Li Wu were equally shocked. Space-type abilities were rarer than elemental abilities, and some of them were extremely powerful.
However, they were both knowledgeable and experienced. They noticed that Lin Lichuan didn't do anything else after conjuring the long sword. After pondering for a moment, they understood what was going on.
Li Wu heaved a sigh of relief. He looked up at Lin Lichuan and sneered, "A storage-type space-type ability? It's rare, but unfortunately, it's useless in battle."
Since the two of them could see the clues, Zhao Zongwen was no exception. The shock in his heart gradually dissipated. He carefully sized up the long sword in Lin Lichuan's hand. After confirming that it was just an ordinary weapon, a hint of mockery appeared on his face. He sneered and said, "What? Could it be that your swordsmanship is more powerful than your fists?"
Although half of his face was covered, Zhao Zongwen could clearly sense that Lin Lichuan was not old. It was very likely that he was not even 20 years old. To have a Level-7 strength at such a young age and have a deep understanding of fist techniques was enough to be called a genius. It was basically impossible for him to cultivate swordsmanship that was more powerful than fist techniques.
Martial arts were not like special abilities. No matter how talented a martial artist was, they had to cultivate step by step.
Thinking of this, Zhao Zongwen made up his mind. His eyes immediately emitted a biting cold murderous intent. He rushed forward, and a huge stone fist suddenly blasted out. Wrapped in a violent air wave, it whistled and smashed towards Lin Lichuan.
Facing such a powerful attack, Lin Lichuan's expression was unusually calm. His body leaned slightly, and his right hand holding the hilt of the sword had unknowingly retracted to his chest. He held the long sword horizontally, and in the next second, he suddenly stabbed out, turning into a flash of light to meet the huge fist smashing towards him.
Will-O '-the-wisp!
Compared to the huge stone fist, Lin Lichuan's sword light seemed particularly small, as if it would be annihilated and dissipated with a light collision.
However, the moment the two collided, the stone fist was the first to collapse. The sword light shattered the layer of rock on the surface of the fist as if it was breaking rotten wood. Then, it went straight in, piercing into Zhao Zongwen's fist without any obstruction.
"Ah!!!"
Zhao Zongwen suddenly let out a shrill scream, and his whole face instantly distorted. His body retreated quickly as if he had been electrocuted, and blood splashed out from his fist.
Blood splattered into the air, but it only stopped for a moment before it was scattered by the violent airwaves. Lin Lichuan had already turned into a bolt of lightning and dashed out. The long sword in his hand shook, and the piercingly cold sword shadows instantly swept out, enveloping Zhao Zongwen's entire body like a violent storm.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zongwen felt as if he had fallen into a blender. The rock armor on his body cracked and shattered at an astonishing speed, turning into rubble that fell to the ground. Even though the concrete floor under his feet was constantly being repaired, it still could not keep up with the speed of the rock armor being destroyed.
In less than half a minute, Zhao Zongwen's rock armor had become full of holes, and many parts had even completely fallen off, revealing the flesh and blood inside.
Whoosh!
The bright and dazzling sword light suddenly flashed, and Lin Lichuan used his sword skill again. A slash of the Octopus Slash cut through the air, directly hitting Zhao Zongwen's right arm, who could not dodge in time.
Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream was heard. Gravel flew in all directions, and a severed arm flew high into the air with blood splattering everywhere. With a plop, it fell on the ground more than ten meters away, just a few meters in front of Jiang Han and the others.
However, at this time, they could no longer care about the severed arm. They were only looking at Lin Lichuan with a dazed expression.
No one would have thought that his sword skills were actually more powerful than his fist skills. The moment he made a move, he changed the situation in the blink of an eye, beating Zhao Zongwen, who was a Level-7 Elementalist, to the point where he could not fight back.
Li Wu was so shocked that his face turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down his face. He felt as if every blow that landed on Zhao Zongwen's body was ruthlessly hitting his heart. One must know that once Zhao Zongwen was defeated, his fate was self-evident.
As the spectators were in such a state, Zhao Zongwen, as the person involved, was naturally even more horrified.
At this time, he was no longer as calm and arrogant as before. His body was covered in cuts and bruises, and he looked extremely miserable. The pain of losing his arm and the fear of death had caused his face to become twisted and ferocious. When he saw Lin Lichuan charging at him again, he suddenly let out a strange cry, and the rock armor on his body instantly fell off. Amidst the crashing sounds of falling rocks, a stone pillar suddenly protruded from under his feet.
Zhao Zongwen was close to the wall, and this time, with the help of the protruding stone pillar, he suddenly jumped high into the air, leaping over the wall. He was actually thinking of escaping.
"Oh no!"
Jiang Zhilong and the others' expressions changed. If Zhao Zongwen escaped, they would have to face the fierce revenge that would follow in the future.
Seeing that he was about to jump over the tall wall and escape, Zhao Zongwen could not help but have a look of ecstasy on his face. He glanced at Lin Lichuan from the corner of his eyes, but was surprised to find that the latter was standing still in the same spot, only pointing his index finger at him from afar.
"What is he trying to do?"
Zhao Zongwen could not help but wonder. The next second, he heard an indifferent voice in his ear.
"One of the Breaking Paths, Charge."
A whistling sound suddenly burst out, and Zhao Zongwen only felt a violent force fiercely hit his back. The huge force directly knocked him down from the air, and he fell to the ground with a scream.
When he landed, he still had a confused and frightened look on his face. He could not figure out how Lin Lichuan knocked him down.
On the other hand, Jiang Han, Li Wu, and the others who were watching from the side saw it clearly. Just as Zhao Zongwen was about to leap over the wall, the tip of Lin Lichuan's index finger suddenly released an invisible shockwave. It shot out like an arrow leaving the bow, stirring up a distorted trajectory in the air along the way. In the end, it accurately hit Zhao Zongwen and blasted his back into a bloody mess.
Staring blankly at Zhao Zongwen who was lying on the ground and groaning in pain, everyone present instantly understood that the outcome of this battle had been decided.
"You, you can't kill me!
I'm Chie's man … "
Seeing Lin Lichuan walking slowly with a long sword in his hand, Zhao Zongwen was scared out of his wits, and he anxiously said with a pale face.
Hearing the two words Chie, Jiang Zhilong, who was not far away, suddenly changed his face slightly.
And Lin Lichuan, as if he did not hear it, simply interrupted Zhao Zongwen's words.
"Do you have Meteorite Stone on you?"
Zhao Zongwen was taken aback, and quickly responded, "I don't have it on me, but …"
Chi!
The sword light flashed, and Zhao Zongwen's head flew high, fell to the ground, and rolled to the corner.
Lin Lichuan then squatted down and searched Zhao Zongwen for a while. He only found an exquisitely crafted wooden box. When he opened it, there was a crystal clear red fruit inside.
Although he did not know what it was, the red fruit was extraordinary at first glance. Lin Lichuan directly put it in his pocket, and then searched Zhu Shan and Zhu He's corpses again. Unfortunately, except for some large amounts of white crown coins, there was nothing else of value.
After searching the corpses, he got up and walked to the pale and sweaty Li Wu.
"I, I have Meteorite Stone!"
Li Wu squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and motioned to the suitcase in his hand that contained the Meteorite Stone.
"Very good."
Lin Lichuan quickly pierced Li Wu's heart with his sword and took the suitcase under the latter's shocked gaze.
"No need to trouble you, I'll take it myself."