Gilgamesh sneered, "The legendary king of Britain, master of the Knights of the Round Table?"
The King of Knights said coldly, "I am not their master, nor are they my servants. We are companions who fight together!"
Gilgamesh burst into laughter, "This is the King of Knights? For all your fame, you lack kingly bearing!"
The King of Knights frowned, "What do you mean?"
"A king has no companions, only subjects!" Gilgamesh declared, "I also heard you are known for leading from the front, praised by the world for your ferocity?"
The King of Knights replied, "So what?"
"Foolish," Gilgamesh said, "A king is meant to be the last to fall. If you don't even understand this, it's no wonder you were ultimately betrayed and ended in defeat."
"Nonsense!" The King of Knights' expression instantly turned angry, and he growled, "What do you know?"
Gilgamesh smirked mockingly, looking at the King of Knights, "Before you became king, I was already a king!"
As Gilgamesh spoke, he waved his hand forward, and a golden screen of light rapidly appeared behind him.
"If you don't accept what I say..." Gilgamesh continued, "Then show me your bearing, and prove yourself right."
The next instant, countless golden ripples appeared and shot forward.
Boom, boom, boom!
As the weapons flew, the walls and ceiling of the passage began to collapse. In the blink of an eye, the passage ahead was reduced to ruins by Gilgamesh's barrage.
However, the King of Knights and Cao Mingjin were unharmed. The moment the walls began to collapse, they leaped into the falling masonry, using it to evade the attack.
"Same as usual," Bai Ye said. "You handle the Heroic Spirits, I'll handle the Master."
As Bai Ye spoke, he raised the Xuanyuan Sword and swung it to the side, shattering the wall, then stepped over the collapsed debris.
On the other side of the passage was a large room. Cao Mingjin stood there, hands in his pockets, chewing gum and blowing bubbles.
With the King of Knights gone, there was no need to adhere to the so-called code of chivalry. Cao Mingjin, naturally, had no more words to waste.
When the chosen meet under opposing circumstances, is speech necessary?
No, it is not!
What needs to be done at such a moment is simple:
Combat!
The instant Bai Ye stepped over the debris, Cao Mingjin immediately swept his leg forward.
Instantly, a gust of wind swirled through the room, forming a wind blade that slashed towards Bai Ye.
Clang!
Bai Ye casually raised his hand, swung the Xuanyuan Sword, and split the incoming wind blade.
Cao Mingjin didn't pause. His hands remained in his pockets as he continuously swept his legs forward.
Each sweep of Cao Mingjin's leg would stir the surrounding wind, and one wind blade after another would appear, slashing continuously at Bai Ye.
Bai Ye, in turn, swung his sword repeatedly.
Cao Mingjin moved his legs, and Bai Ye responded with his hands.
And then...
As the wind around them grew fiercer and the wind blades increased, the number of wind blades appearing with each sweep went from one to two, then to three...
Bai Ye frowned. The speed of his sword swings was starting to lag behind the speed of the incoming wind blades.
So then...
Break them all at once!
Sword of the Great Dao (Summoning a giant phantom of the Xuanyuan Sword for an attack)
Bai Ye raised the Xuanyuan Sword high. Immediately, a vast golden radiance appeared on the sword.
The golden radiance rapidly condensed, transforming into a colossal phantom of the Xuanyuan Sword, which then slashed forward.
Boom!
With that single strike, the entire room was cleaved in half. The wind blades that Cao Mingjin had swept out were instantly shattered.
A look of surprise flashed across Cao Mingjin's face as he quickly leaped backward.
"Gale Step!"
Wind currents suddenly wrapped around Cao Mingjin's feet, dramatically increasing his speed. His figure blurred, and he flashed to the side, evading the Xuanyuan Sword's strike.
Upon landing, he looked at the bisected room, a sense of lingering fear in his heart.
What a terrifying sword!
The next instant, Bai Ye raised his sword again and swept it horizontally.
Golden Sword Qi!
The Xuanyuan Sword once again emitted a brilliant golden glow. Following that, a crescent-shaped golden sword energy appeared and slashed forward.
The golden sword energy propelled forward, cleaving the ground as if it were as fragile as paper.
Cao Mingjin dared not delay. He withdrew his hands from his pockets and began to move his arms, his legs also kicking out forward.
The surrounding wind currents stirred once more, and countless wind blades appeared.
But...
It was useless!
The wind blades continuously met the golden sword energy, failing to shatter it, or even slow its advance. The moment they collided, the wind blades were effortlessly sliced apart by the golden sword energy.
Cao Mingjin could only rely on Gale Step to move at high speed again, rapidly shifting sideways to dodge the golden sword energy.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The golden sword energy struck the wall behind, pulverizing it, but it continued forward, breaking through three more walls before gradually dissipating.
Cao Mingjin's gaze deepened as he looked at Bai Ye and asked, "How did you get that sword?"
"Is this also chivalry?" Bai Ye chuckled. "You have to tell your opponent where your possessions came from before a battle?"
Cao Mingjin replied, "This is not something that should exist in this era."
The Xuanyuan Sword was too terrifying!
In Cao Mingjin's estimation, the Xuanyuan Sword was at least of red quality, and if not for any surprises, it would be of the highest tier within red quality.
Regrettably, Cao Mingjin, despite not underestimating the Xuanyuan Sword's power, had guessed incorrectly.
The Xuanyuan Sword was of gold quality, and furthermore, it was the absolute pinnacle of gold quality.
Of course, it was understandable for Cao Mingjin to have such a misconception.
This was because Bai Ye could, at most, unleash only twenty to thirty percent of the Xuanyuan Sword's power.
The Xuanyuan Sword offered no power amplification or physical enhancement. Instead, it provided...
Only sword techniques!
This meant that the strength of the Xuanyuan Sword was intrinsically linked to the user's own power.
The stronger Bai Ye became, the more potent his sword techniques would be.
Amplification?
Enhancement?
The Xuanyuan Sword needed none of these; its sword techniques were sufficient.
Because, even without amplification or enhancement, the Xuanyuan Sword was already powerful enough.
This was...
A divine artifact of China!
Moreover, even if Bai Ye could only wield twenty to thirty percent of its power, it was still more than enough.
Bai Ye had no doubt that he would win.
The only question was...
How many strikes could Cao Mingjin endure?
Bai Ye slowly raised the Xuanyuan Sword and forcefully slashed forward again.
The sound of the sword singing echoed once more!
The instant Bai Ye completed his strike, the golden sword energy reappeared, pushing forward and directly targeting Cao Mingjin.
...