Abyss Walker

Chapter 235 Solid as a Rock

Each Dugu sword possesses its own unique meaning and power. Dugu Yan's "rock-solid" sword, while seemingly purely defensive, is nonetheless a formidable force in battle. It protects the user from harm and buys precious time for attacks.

"So, how should we utilize the power of this sword?" Yun Muhan asked, his eyes flashing with thoughts of battle strategy.

Dugu Jianling smiled slightly, his answer full of confidence: "Dugu Yan's defense is not only for protecting himself, but also for protecting everything we cherish. We can use 'rock solid' to withstand enemy attacks and create opportunities for our teammates."

Yun Muhan nodded, a hint of understanding in his eyes. He understood what Dugu Jianling meant. On the battlefield, sometimes protection is the best attack.

Utilizing Dugu Yan's defensive capabilities to create opportunities for the team to counterattack requires a high degree of teamwork and trust, and the two of them have proven that they possess this ability.

Their teamwork has long transcended mere skill, reaching a level of spiritual connection.

Just then, soft footsteps came from the entrance of the temple. Though the sound was faint, it was exceptionally clear in the silent stone chamber.

The footsteps drew closer, suggesting a new challenger was approaching.

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling immediately became alert, their bodies tensing instantly, their muscles contracting slightly, entering a battle state.

Their eyes gleamed with vigilance and readiness, their gazes sharp as hawks, scanning every possible corner.

Their posture revealed their determination to fight at any time, as if they had already integrated themselves into this battlefield.

Yun Muhan's breathing quickened slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. His gaze was fixed on the direction of the temple entrance, the source of the footsteps.

Yun Muhan gripped the sword hilt tightly, his fingers exerting slight force as he felt the power of the Dugu Yan sword flowing through his body.

He knew this sword would be his strongest shield and his sharpest spear. The blade trembled slightly, as if responding to his grip.

Yun Muhan's body and the sword seemed to have formed a special connection. Every time he gripped the sword, he felt a surge of power, as if a powerful energy was being transmitted from the sword into his body, making him even more indestructible.

Dugu Jianling gently placed his hand on the sword, leaning slightly forward as if engaging in a silent dialogue with it.

His body and the sword seemed to have become one; he could feel the sword's every tremor and every breath.

The two stood side by side, back to back, their gazes fixed firmly on the entrance to the temple.

Their figures stood out prominently in the dimly lit stone chamber, like an insurmountable mountain peak.

The footsteps grew closer, and a tense atmosphere filled the air, as if time itself had frozen.

But Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling remained unwavering, their hearts filled with only one belief—no matter what challenges they faced, they would fight side by side until victory.

As the footsteps drew closer, Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling became increasingly prepared.

Their bodies leaned slightly forward, muscles taut, as if ready to spring forth at any moment. Footsteps echoed in the empty temple, each step seeming to pound on the hearts of Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling, making their nerves even more tense.

However, their eyes grew increasingly calm, and their aura gradually blended into the surrounding environment, preparing for the impending battle.

When the challenger finally came into view, the two men's eyes sharpened like swords, instantly locking onto their target. They saw the newcomer—a mysterious figure dressed in a black cloak.

His steps were steady and powerful, each step exuding composure, and his eyes revealed a formidable strength. His figure, shrouded in a cloak, appeared exceptionally mysterious, as if blending into the darkness.

"Who goes there?" Yun Muhan's voice echoed within the temple, carrying a hint of wariness, but more so a sense of challenge.

His eyes were fixed on his opponent, trying to find a flaw in every move.

The mysterious figure stopped, raised his head slightly, and slowly lifted the hood of his cloak to reveal a resolute face.

His features were distinct, and there was no hostility in his eyes, but rather an indescribable determination, as if he had a clear goal and belief in his heart.

His gaze swept over Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling, and he nodded slightly to show his respect.

"My name is Shadow Walker. I have heard that the legacy of Dugu Jian is here, so I have come to give it a try." His voice was deep and powerful, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears, and every word seemed to carry an undeniable firmness.

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling exchanged a glance, and they saw the same understanding in each other's eyes—this would be an extraordinary duel.

The Shadow Walker was no ordinary challenger; the aura emanating from him indicated that he was also a master swordsman.

There was not a trace of frivolity or provocation in his eyes; instead, they revealed a pure pursuit of the way of the sword.

"In that case, let our swords speak for themselves," Dugu Jianling said calmly, his voice steady and firm, as if he were ready to meet the challenge.

In his hand, the light of the Dugu Yan sword flickered slightly, as if in response to the impending battle. The sword trembled slightly, emitting a low hum, seemingly announcing its power.

Yun Muhan nodded slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

The Shadow Walker nodded, his movements steady and composed. A sword appeared in his hand, its slender blade gleaming with a cold light, like a bolt of lightning in the night.

He gently swung the sword, the tip leaving afterimages in the air, as if leaving a string of silver marks in the air.

His eyes were focused and sharp, as if he were completely absorbed in the upcoming battle.

The battle was about to begin. Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling stood side by side, their figures like two mountain peaks, indestructible.

They felt no fear, only a love for swordsmanship and a thirst for battle.

Yun Muhan gripped the Dugu Yan Sword tightly in his hand, the blade emitting a faint light, as if in response to his determination; Dugu Jianling lowered the tip of his sword slightly, his eyes fixed on the Shadow Walker, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling's teamwork was impeccable; they were like two dancers weaving a deadly dance on the battlefield.

Their movements were fluid and synchronized, each sword swing appearing as if rehearsed countless times. They used the "rock-solid" defense of the Dugu Rock Sword to create trap after trap for the Shadow Walker.

The Dugu Rock Sword remained as steady as Mount Tai in Yun Muhan's hand. Each time it blocked an attack from the Shadow Walker, it emitted a crisp clanging sound, as if proclaiming its sturdiness.

Every flash of sword light was part of their meticulously planned scheme, and every movement was a manifestation of their strategy.

Although the Shadow Walker was powerful, he gradually felt the pressure from the combined efforts of Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling. His swordsmanship, though fierce, was unable to inflict substantial damage against the formidable defense of the Dugu Yan Sword.

Every strike he made was steadily blocked, and every attack he launched was skillfully neutralized, as if his sword was always blocked by an invisible barrier.

As the battle continued, the three figures crisscrossed within the temple, their swords flashing like shooting stars across the night sky, each collision sparking dazzling flames.

Sword energy crisscrossed in the air, leaving traces, as if even space itself was being torn apart by their sword intent.

This battle is not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and skill.

Every clash between them was a contest of understanding of swordsmanship, and every dodge was an interpretation of the art of combat.

Finally, after a brilliant teamwork, Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling found the Shadow Walker's weakness.

With its "rock-solid" strength, the Dugu Rock Sword steadily blocked a fatal attack from the Shadow Walker. The sword trembled slightly and emitted a low hum.

At the same time, Yun Muhan's sword appeared like a ghost beside the Shadow Walker. With a light touch of the tip, it accurately struck the Shadow Walker's blade, instantly neutralizing his attack and ending the battle.

The Shadow Walker took a few steps back, his breathing slightly rapid, but his eyes showed no frustration of defeat, only a deeper understanding and respect for the way of the sword.

He bowed to Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling, his voice filled with sincerity: "Your swordsmanship is admirable, and I have learned a lot from you."

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling sheathed their swords and stood still, their breathing gradually becoming steady. Their eyes revealed respect for the Shadow Walker; this battle had been very rewarding for them. Yun Muhan nodded slightly, his voice calm and gentle: "The way of the sword is boundless; I hope we will have another opportunity to spar."

The temple returned to calm, with only traces of sword light and energy slowly dissipating in the air, as if the fierce battle had never happened.

However, an invisible force still permeated the air; it was the inheritance of swordsmanship and a profound understanding of sword intent.