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Sensing the increasingly fierce killing intent of the Black Stone Sword Saint, Lian Yang could only sneer inwardly, thinking to himself, "This idiot Black Stone Sword Saint is shameless. If it weren't for the fact that my swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck and I need to practice on you, you would have died a thousand times over. Does he really think that sending four shadow clones will restrain me?"

Blackrock Blademaster was frantically using all sorts of drugs, with only one goal: to maintain the consumption required to create a super shadow clone. After all, this was the real world, and although it was a data-driven world, many things still couldn't be digitized, or rather, it was fundamentally different from a game.

At least in the real data world, many skills that originally had time limits can actually have their effectiveness extended as long as a continuous supply of energy is provided.

The Blackrock Sword Saint's shadow clone in front of us is just like that. First of all, this shadow clone doesn't actually last long, because usually only the magic power that activates this skill stays in the shadow clone.

However, when Blackrock Sword Saint discovered that his shadow clones were surprisingly effective against Lian Yang in battle, he decisively chose to inject more energy into the shadow clones, maintain their existence, and then manipulate the three shadow clones along with his main body to deliver a fatal blow to Lian Yang.

Especially when the Blackrock Sword Saint realized that Lian Yang's condition was rapidly deteriorating under his and his three shadow clones' relentless attacks, and that he seemed on the verge of being defeated and killed at any moment, the Blackrock Sword Saint was filled with excitement. He simply couldn't accept that Lian Yang had spared him with such a condescending attitude. He was unwilling to be the loser, so he had to kill Lian Yang to prove his own strength.

In contrast, Lianyang's current goal is to unlock the second awakening of the Sword Soul class. However, he lacks a deeper understanding of swordsmanship, and the Sword Saint in front of him is clearly a good opponent. Therefore, Lianyang has only been using Sword Soul skills from beginning to end, and even only some basic or elementary Sword Soul skills, in order to improve his understanding of swordsmanship.

Just as Lian Yang felt that the Black Stone Sword Saint could no longer provide him with much improvement and was preparing to kill the Black Stone Sword Saint, the Black Stone Sword Saint unexpectedly erupted, summoning three shadow clones to attack from all four sides, making Lian Yang's own attacks somewhat awkward.

The biggest improvement for Lian Yang was that his sword skills, which had been stagnating, began to accelerate rapidly under the attacks of the Black Stone Sword Saint, who had split into four. In fact, due to the relative danger, Lian Yang's understanding of swordsmanship was often instantaneous.

The more this is the case, the more Lian Yang is fond of basic swordsmanship, because basic swordsmanship is the most important for improving the Sword Soul class. After all, even the most gorgeous and powerful swordsmanship is derived from basic swordsmanship. With a solid foundation, nothing will be too difficult, especially in the realm of swordsmanship.

Even now, Lian Yang barely uses his internal energy to fight the Black Stone Sword Saint. Facing the Black Stone Sword Saint's deadly attacks, Lian Yang, who doesn't use any energy enhancement and only feels the power of the sword, naturally appears extremely disheveled.

After all, without the energy boost, Lian Yang's attackers were not as fast as those with energy, and their injuries were even more severe. With this disparity, Lian Yang naturally appeared to be in a precarious situation. This gave Blackrock Sword Saint the judgment that he could kill Lian Yang with his shadow clones.

"Damn Lian Yang, you spared me just now! But I won't let you go now, die!" The Black Stone Sword Saint's expression was ferocious, and he felt that victory seemed to be within his grasp.

"Idiot!" Looking at the Blackrock Sword Saint who was almost insane, Lian Yang said helplessly, "He used to be a pretty smart guy, how come his IQ has dropped to zero? Sigh! Being invincible is also a kind of loneliness!"

Looking at Lian Yang, who had been split into four and surrounded and beaten down to the point where he could only defend himself, Blackrock Sword Saint chuckled, "You're about to die anyway, and you're still saying you're invincible and lonely? Are you an idiot?!"

Blackstone Sword Saint couldn't understand what Lian Yang was thinking. Lian Yang, who was about to fail, should have been dejected, but now he seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

Blackrock Sword Saint, of course, was unaware that his shadow clones had nearly quadrupled Lian Yang's swordsmanship training speed. Therefore, Lian Yang had no intention of killing Blackrock Sword Saint; his cat-and-mouse game was now even more intense. After all, he had plenty of experience!

Ultimately, the world Lian Yang transmigrated to was still a world of data, where many things could be represented by data. For example, although there were no specific numerical values, Lian Yang knew that his swordsmanship progress was rapidly increasing, and the reason was the swordsmanship clash with the Black Stone Sword Saint.

Of course, this progress has both a data-driven aspect and a superficial one. The superficial aspect is that as the battle continues, even the most impulsive Blackrock Sword Saint can see that Lian Yang is not as badly injured as before under the attacks of his shadow clones. In fact, every time Blackrock Sword Saint is accidentally attacked by Lian Yang, he feels that Lian Yang's attack power is getting stronger and stronger.

In fact, Lian Yang already felt that his swordsmanship was about to reach a new level. Although the sword in his hand was not attached with any energy, the sharper and more accurate swordsmanship, which was as natural as a gazelle hanging its horns, could bring deeper damage.

"The sword is the weapon of kings; it must be used for defense!"

Lian Yang silently pondered his insights, then casually flicked his demonic sword Apophis, instantly blocking the attack from what appeared to be a shadow clone or the Black Market Sword Saint himself with a seemingly effortless parry.

"Attack from a distance!"

While he was still deep in thought, Lian Yang not only blocked the attack with one hand, but also raised his hand and thrust the demonic sword Apophis in his hand. In an instant, the blade suddenly pointed at the shadow clone furthest away from him. What was most strange was that the other shadow clones of the Black Stone Sword Saint did not react at all to Lian Yang's fatal blow.

"Bang!" Caught off guard by Lian Yang's giant sword, the Black Stone Sword Saint's afterimage was instantly sent flying. However, because Lian Yang had not attached any energy to the sword, although the shadow clone was in a very sorry state, it did not die in the end.

"What are you doing?!" After two inexplicable attacks and blocks, coupled with Lian Yang's strange gaze, the Black Stone Sword Saint felt an eeriness emanating from his entire body.

"Attack now!"

However, Lian Yang didn't care what the Black Stone Sword Saint was thinking. He casually swung his sword again, viciously slashing at the shadow clone closest to him, once again sending the Black Stone Sword Saint's shadow clone flying.

"Damn it!" Blackstone Sword Saint realized that after knocking him away twice, Lian Yang had started fighting with his eyes closed. He immediately felt extremely insulted and became incredibly irritable.

"We must defend far away!"

Lian Yang's eyes were still closed, but he casually raised the greatsword in his hand and held it horizontally in front of his chest, and without any warning, he defended against the Black Stone Sword Saint's long-planned hatred.

"What the hell are you doing!" Although they were enemies, Blackrock Sword Saint was still shocked by Lian Yang's condition. He didn't know what was wrong with Lian Yang. How could he have four perfect attacks? These were all poisonous moves that he had planned for a long time!

"Sword thrust!"

Ignoring Blackrock Sword Saint's words, Lian Yang launched a silent, direct thrust. His swordplay was remarkably ordinary; any ordinary person from the Warcraft world could sense the strangeness of his attack. With his eyes closed, Lian Yang's sword, as if divinely aided, struck Blackrock Sword Saint's shadow clone once more.

"Sword sweeps!"

As the longsword thrust forward, Lian Yang immediately changed his stance with the demonic sword in his hand. In a flash, he went from wielding the sword with one hand to two, and with a powerful swing of both hands, he sent all of the Black Stone Sword Saint's clones flying to the side. It was incredibly ferocious.

Blackstone Sword Saint abruptly stood up, looking at Lian Yang with astonishment and doubt, thinking to himself, "Damn it! How did he suddenly become so strong?!" Blackstone Sword Saint couldn't accept it at all. How could Lian Yang, who was initially being held back to the brink of death by his four shadow clones, suddenly become so powerful?

However, Blackrock Sword Saint still didn't forget to launch a fatal attack on Lian Yang. The situation between humans and orcs was quite clear: their forces were roughly equal, but the human soldiers were clearly no match for the orcs. When the true human powerhouse, Lian Yang, was defeated by him, Blackrock Sword Saint could then deliver a fatal blow to Lian Yang.

However, ideals are always lofty, while reality is always harsh. At least for now, Lian Yang, whose mind is full of swordsmanship and sword intent, only wants to complete his research. And without a doubt, the Black Stone Sword Saint is the standard research subject.

He has the strength, the means, and is still an enemy. It doesn't matter if he dies. That's why Lian Yang has never killed Black Stone Sword Saint.

"Upward slash!" Lian Yang was still immersed in his sword intent. With a sweeping sword technique, Lian Yang suddenly slashed upward, once again striking the unsuspecting Black Stone Sword Saint, leaving him covered in dust. What the Black Stone Sword Saint found most unacceptable was that Lian Yang's pupils had turned scarlet.

Crimson pupils have appeared before, but if someone whose eyes were originally another color suddenly turns red during battle, there are only two possibilities: either this person suffered a severe injury that has relapsed, or the person with red eyes has gone close to madness. Neither of these scenarios is something the current Blackrock Sword Saint can contend with.

After a few basic sword moves, the Black Stone Sword Saint's shadow clone had become completely transparent, and the difference between the real body and the clone was very obvious. However, Lian Yang seemed not to notice any of this at all. Of course, he couldn't see it either, because Lian Yang was still keeping his eyes closed.

"Mountain Crash Strike!" Finally, Lian Yang stopped using basic skills and instead unleashed a very basic Mountain Crash Strike. Lian Yang leaped up and, to the Black Stone Sword Saint's puzzled gaze, he actually slashed down at the Black Stone Sword Saint's most transparent shadow clone with a Mountain Crash Strike.

"What are you doing?! Uh... Pfft..." Even though he was an enemy, Blackrock Sword Saint was still somewhat incredulous at Lian Yang's actions. Even if you closed your eyes, you should be able to feel the weakness of my clone. But before Blackrock Sword Saint could finish his shock, he found that a Sword Saint had appeared on his body at some point. His internal organs trembled, and he instantly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Upon closer inspection, all three shadow clones were present, and even the dimmest one remained exactly the same, without dimming in the slightest.

"How is this possible!" The Blackrock Blademaster knew very well why he had been hit. Even with a shadow clone, when the Blackrock Blademaster manipulated his afterimage, there was still a fraction of a second when he was in his original form. Although there was a theoretical possibility of being attacked, in fact, no one in the tens of thousands of years of history of Azeroth had ever been able to do this.

However, the Blackrock Sword Saint never expected that the record for the existence of this shadow clone skill would be broken by the human boy in front of him. This was simply unbelievable.

"Draw Sword Slash!" But Lian Yang didn't care what the Black Stone Sword Saint thought. He immediately followed up a Mountain Crash with a Draw Sword Slash, which was an intermediate-level skill. It has to be said that Lian Yang's speed was really fast.

Before anyone could react, the Black Stone Sword Saint suddenly discovered four sword wounds on his body. Without a doubt, Lian Yang's lightning-fast sword strike had caught him four times in one go.

"Damn it!" The Blackrock Sword Saint's fighting spirit was now completely ignited. If the previous battle was a fight for dignity, then this was a battle for honor. "I'll fight to the death! Blade Storm!"

Black Stone Sword Saint knew very well that at this moment, he had no choice but to unleash his ultimate move. He suddenly retracted his shadow clone, and Black Stone Sword Saint swiftly spun the long katana in his hand. A ferocious and terrifying storm of sword blades instantly roared up in front of Lian Yang.

"Phantom Sword Dance!" But Lian Yang didn't care about that. With his eyes closed, Lian Yang's world consisted only of swords, not enemies. However, his terrifying sword instincts allowed him to automatically use the advanced skill of his sword soul—Phantom Sword Dance!

In essence, both Blade Storm and Phantom Sword Dance are skills that deal damage through the high-speed movement of a sword. However, Blade Storm involves a horizontal rotation, while Phantom Sword Dance involves a vertical slash.

On the battlefield, a storm of azure sword blades and a phantom sword dance of purplish-red light clashed violently. Where the storm and the sword dance met, all anyone could see were blinding sparks crackling incessantly. Everyone could imagine just how intense the clash between Lian Yang and the Black Stone Sword Saint truly was.

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