"Let me do it!"
Guhan whispered to Liunian Ling as soon as the battle was over. Liunian Ling's shield had less than 10% of its energy left, which was a very dangerous situation. Once Liunian Ling's shield broke, Liunian Ling would be in danger of suffering physical injuries.
Although she could be healed after lying down for a while in the med bay, the pain brought about by injuries was not something a girl should bear.
However, it was obvious that Liunian Ling would not agree to let Guhan fight in her place.
Unless Liunian Ling was so severely injured that she could not fight, Liunian Ling would not back down. This was the destiny of the direct descendant of the world's number one aristocratic family.
On the other side, Ibrahim was sent to the med bay by his friend after he pulled out the Yi Xian Sword.
His injuries were not light. Many of his internal organs and blood vessels were ruptured. If he did not enter the med bay, he would die in the ring in a few minutes.
After Ibrahim was placed in the med bay, another white-robed swordsman jumped into the ring without hesitation. He pointed his sword at Liunian Ling's nose and said proudly, "Miss Liunian Ling, I, Abdul, would like to learn from you!"
"This Jerusalemite is a little unkind!"
Guhan shook his head in disdain when he saw his next opponent challenging Liunian Ling. His impression of Jerusalemite had plummeted.
Generally speaking, when two sword-bearers fought against each other, the side with more people would take the initiative to set aside a certain amount of time for the lone sword-bearer to recover some of the energy of his personal shield.
There was no written rule, but everyone agreed that it was around three minutes. Three minutes was enough for the Sword Maiden to recover 20% of her shield's energy.
But the Jerusalem's Swordbearers had completely ignored this unspoken rule. Another Swordbearer had already challenged Fleeting Time Ling to a duel in less than a minute … Cracks could still be seen on Fleeting Time Ling's shield, which meant that the shield was still within the 20% danger zone.
"Then Guhan, will Liunian Ling be alright?"
Song Yifei could tell that Liunian Ling was not in a good condition. She had already depleted 80% of her shield's energy when she fought the white-robed swordsman. If the swordsman were to fight again, Liunian Ling's shield would be destroyed. Would she have to endure the damage with her own body?
"I didn't expect you to be worried about Ling!"
Guhan was shocked when he saw Song Yifei's worried expression. Aren't the two girls fighting each other?
Why do I suddenly feel like they're best friends?
"Tsk, the fight between me and Liunian Ling is an internal conflict between humans. We need to fight against these annoying Jerusalemites. Do you understand?"
Song Yifei stuck out his tongue and said. He didn't expect this girl to know the famous words of the founder of the last dynasty before the Great Calamity. However, this dynasty had the most relics, and they had left the most culture for the modern world. It was not surprising that Song Yifei knew the famous words of the founder.
"Liunian Ling will be fine!"
Said Guhan with a smile as he looked at Fleeting Time who was wiping the blood off his Yi Xian, "Have you noticed? Ling is angry. An angry heir of the Fleeting Time Family is not someone that can be trifled with!"
… …
"Get ready in 3 … 2 … 1 … Begin."
The male version of the Heaven Shrouding Sword Emperor's voice resounded throughout the room. As soon as the voice fell, Abdul did not say anything else and immediately began to release his treasured sword, the Sword of Maximilian.
The Sword of Maximilian was the sword of the Holy Roman Emperor, Maximilian the First. The Holy Roman Emperor, the founder of the Second German Empire, had outstanding martial arts throughout his life, developing the people's livelihood, and laying a solid foundation for the Second German Empire to be able to challenge the whole world.
Before the Great Calamity, the Sword of Maximilian had been kept in the German Museum. It was unknown how it had ended up in the hands of the City of Jerusalem, being kept in the Sword Pavilion in Jerusalem.
During the heyday of the Green Sect, the Arabian Empire favored swords, and the Arabian Scimitar was famous throughout the world.
On the other hand, the Arabian people didn't like using swords. There weren't many famous swords in the Arabian region that could be passed down from generation to generation. Therefore, most of the swordmaidens in Jerusalem's Sword Pavilion were famous swords obtained from other regions. For example, Berlin had repeatedly negotiated with Jerusalem, hoping to exchange for the Sword of Maximilian from the German Empire at a certain price, but Jerusalem had rejected every single one of their offers.
The Sword of Maximilian was a curved sword that resembled a crescent moon.
The girl after his liberation was also a girl as bright and beautiful as the moonlight. She wore golden armor and had golden hair. There was also an ahoge on her head that stood up.
Upon closer inspection, Gu Han could actually see a trace of Artoria's shadow in her.
Abdul's mind kept recalling Ashima's instructions.
"Liunian Ling's personal shield is about to collapse. As long as you can break it, I will be able to shatter the pride of the young lady of the Liunian Family. I will make her understand that our great Allah is the supreme existence in the world. Even her ancestor, the Kenzu, was only a servant of our Allah."
"But we won't use the same trick again. The Liunian Family won't fall for it a second time if we use Ibrahim's method of exchanging injury for injury.
She will definitely use the most vicious sword technique to deal with you. This is the key to our victory.
Later, you will let Maximilian do this … this … "
Abdul felt his balls ache at the thought of this.
The Saintess was indeed a masterful strategist. Abdul believed that Fleeting Time would definitely fall for the Saintess' trap.
But wouldn't that be a little too much of a price to pay?
Ibrahim was already in the medical bay, and Abdul's problem was probably not something that could be solved by entering the medical bay.
Although Abdullah was extremely unwilling in his heart, he, who had been deeply educated by the New Green Sect, was powerless and had no intention to oppose the Saintess's intention in battle. He could only carry a fearless spirit and begin this battle that was destined to doom him.
… …
Maximilian did not rush to attack like he did with the Leaf Shatterer. Instead, he stood still and threw a circle of light at himself every few seconds.
Every time he threw a circle of light, he could feel Maximilian's personal shield grow a little heavier.
"This is Maximilian's advanced skill, the Sacred Angel's Whisper. It can be stacked a total of eight times, and each stack will increase the personal shield's energy by 10%."
Guhan retrieved Maximilian's information from his personal terminal instead of his own memory.
There were tens of thousands of swordmaidens in the world, and it was impossible for Guhan to remember all of them.
Maximilian's sword was not a powerful swordmaiden among the treasured swordmaidens. It was ranked in the middle, and it was a western swordmaiden, so this swordmaiden had not entered Guhan's memory.
Guhan carefully read all the information about this swordmaiden and found that all four of her skills were related to defense. She was the most thorough and orthodox defensive swordmaiden.
This kind of swordmaiden could protect her teammates in a team battle and create an environment for the other swordmaidens to attack.
This kind of meat shield Sword Maiden had the ability to change the entire situation in a team battle.
But in a one-on-one battle, this kind of swordmaiden was very weak. No matter how high her defense was, Liunian Ling could still grind her to death … Moreover, Liunian Ling did not intend to grind her to death.
Liunian Ling stretched out a finger and lightly flicked the blade of the Yi Xian Sword, as if flicking a melon in the head. The tip of the Yi Xian Sword shot out a ray of light. The ray was actually a sword aura, but it was not like Guhan's sword aura, which existed in the form of a sword aura slash.
Instead, it hovered in the air and condensed into the shape of a sword.
The sword aura used by normal sword wielders, such as Guhan's, was sharp and purely used to slash. It was the kind of sword aura that dragged a long tail on the ground as seen in anime. This was a normal sword aura.
Generally speaking, such sword aura could only be seen in the form of a gas. If it lasted too long in the air or attacked an enemy, it would dissipate and become ordinary air.
But Liunian Ling's sword aura was different. Her sword aura flew out of the Yi Xian Sword one after another, and to the naked eye, it did not look like a gas at all. Instead, it looked like a solid sword, as if it was a replica of the Yi Xian Sword.
What was more shocking was that the first sword aura that appeared had lasted in the air for more than a minute, but it showed no signs of dissipating at all. In fact, it was even more solid than when it first appeared.
For a whole three minutes, both sides did not engage each other. Instead, they were constantly preparing their skills.
Maximilian kept casting Holy Angel's Whispers on herself. After stacking the skill eight times, the energy of her personal shield had reached 2.15 times, and her resistance to attacks increased exponentially.
On the other side, ten solid swords of light appeared beside Fleeting Time Ling. Each of the swords of light emitted an aura that struck fear into the hearts of his opponents.
"This is the Hundred Million Sword Technique of the Liunian Clan!" Ashma's voice trembled when he saw the light swords.
The Hundred Million Sword Technique of the Liunian Clan was famous for its power. It was known as the best sword technique in the world. It was a sword technique that made every Yuan Kou and every sword wielder despair. It was a legend that lasted for a thousand years.
But now, this legend was going to be broken by Ashma. The direct descendant of the Liunian Clan was going to be defeated by the supreme Saintess!
"Long live Allah!" Ashma prayed sincerely for the first time.