Pursue to Sword Summit

Chapter 29 - Invincible Sky-Opening Fist

Just as everyone was discussing outside, Lin Mo had already exchanged dozens of blows with the flying swords. Right now, there were three flying swords attacking Lin Mo, while he was moving left and right, fortunately his current speed allowed him to look around.

Speaking of which, it was a bit strange, just now, the speed and sword qi of Third Sword made it difficult for Lin Mo to defend against it, but later on, when three flying swords appeared and attacked together, the speed and power decreased by a lot.

This was the adjustment made by the flying swords that were able to judge Lin Mo's true strength, otherwise, no one would be able to pass through this stage. Although the power had decreased, it was because of the increasing number of flying swords attacking, which tested Lin Mo's ability to react.

When the three flying swords attacked, Lin Mo was already unable to withstand them, and when the five flying swords attacked simultaneously, Lin Mo's Spirit Qi was already unable to hold on, the streams of Sword Qi that were flying at him, were like cages, trapping him in the middle, and if he was not careful, he could get hit by the Sword Qi.

No, he couldn't handle just five flying swords. What if he had ten or twenty? Lin Mo clenched his teeth again. He didn't even need to use his fist to resist, let alone the heart-sword s.

At this time, the few people watching the battle from the outside already had different emotions. Xiao Yaozui was already unable to hold back any longer, he could already see his movements from the release of Lin Mo's spirit energy, so he could tell that Lin Mo had not used the heart-sword yet.

What the hell was he doing? It was already the sixth flying sword attacking him at the same time, but why hadn't he made his move? One must know that the past challengers usually only used their treasured swords to defend themselves when the three flying swords attacked at the same time, and their strength was far above Lin Mo's.

Did he want to see how long he could last? Xiao Yaozui was already unwilling to continue watching. If he could, he really wanted to get Lin Mo to use his heart-sword to resist, because his current situation was too dangerous.

Great Elder Situ Jinghai was similarly shocked, he did not expect Lin Mo to actually be able to persevere and not take action, but now, he somewhat believed his nephew's words. Back then, when his nephew suffered a loss at Lin Mo's hands, Situ Jinghai had thought that Sun Qi was useless, but today, it seemed that it was far from being the case, this brat truly had some ability.

But even if he had the ability, it was impossible to pass the trial. Situ Jinghai sneered, without the Immortal Sword Sect's sword techniques as foundation, it was simply impossible for him to pass the trial. Even if Lin Mo had a sword, it would be completely useless.

Praising Lin Mo's strength was not as simple as it seemed, but they had started to feel that it was a pity. With their young age, if they were to fail in clearing the test, they would have to leave the Immortal Sword Sect.

Seven flying swords and eight flying swords, Lin Mo actually had not fought back. This time, not only was Xiao Yaozui unable to sit still, even the few elders were stunned. Being able to dodge eight flying swords in the air was something that had never happened before.

Just how powerful was this Lin Mo that he could actually do this? Several elders had already begun to admire Xiao Yaozui from the bottom of their hearts.

Finally, when it was the ninth flying sword, they saw Lin Mo make his move. But what surprised them was how the sword in Lin Mo's hand was different from what they saw.

When the ninth flying sword approached him, he knew that he had reached the limit of his dodging. Now that he was going to make a move, after the nine flying swords dodged six of them in a row, Lin Mo suddenly roared in rage and smashed the three flying swords that were flying towards him.

"Sky-Opening Fist." With a roar, the Sky-Opening Fist released a violent fist shadow. This fist shadow struck the flying sword in front of it, directly knocking it out of its flight path, and the Sword Qi released by the other two flying swords were also smashed away without a trace by the power of the Sky-Opening Fist.

This was the first time his Sky-Opening Fist had been used in actual combat, so he did not know what kind of strength he would be able to unleash. Now, it seemed that he was proud enough to push back three flying swords with a single punch.

Just as Lin Mo was about to release his Sky-Opening Fist, Xiao Yaozui and a few elders who were outside the cave were watching with their eyes wide open, because they could see that Lin Mo was not ordinary. He should be holding a sword, but why was the spirit energy being released not like a sword, but a punch?

Did this kid not use a sword at all? This idea was too unbelievable. One must know that the flying swords inside were all spirit artifacts, so how could Lin Mo's body possibly contend against the flying sword? Moreover, to release the Profound Spirit Qi into the air, it was impossible for Lin Mo to do this, at least at the Qi nourishing level.

It was probably because Lin Mo's sword was a little special, so everyone thought like this and did not suspect anything anymore. However, there was someone who could not help but suspect that he was Xiao Yaozui, because Xiao Yaozui understood heart-sword too well, how could the heart-sword make Lin Mo use such a sword qi. This was not a sword qi, but the profound energy released by Lin Mo's body.

Could it be that he could use profound energy to attack, how could that be possible? Xiao Yaozui shook his head repeatedly, but he could not think of a second possibility, it was obviously profound energy flying towards the flying sword. Who else could this profound energy be other than Lin Mo?

After a series of battles, the number of flying swords had increased to sixteen, while Lin Mo was still able to repel the attacks of a few flying swords with a single punch. For these sixteen flying swords, he simply did not have any choice but to dodge, and exploded with his Sky-Opening Fist, unleashing seven or eight consecutive punches, sending all sixteen flying swords flying.

The flying sword seemed to have also sensed Lin Mo's increase in strength. It was no longer increasing one at a time, but increasing in strength in an instant, and instead becoming a flying sword. Lin Mo was not afraid at all, the Sky-Opening Fist whooshed as it punched, and the afterimages of the punches engulfed the dozens of sword qi one after another.

After the battle, Lin Mo was drenched in sweat, but he was not tired at all. He just had a feeling that his blood was boiling, and it was probably the middle of the battle.

Twenty-three flying swords, twenty-six flying swords, thirty flying swords, all the way until the thirty-three flying swords, Lin Mo was still using his invincible Sky-Opening Fist to fight all the way. However, at this time, he was already feeling a little tired.