Unrestricted Dao Lord

Chapter 306: Chapter 146: Bursting Sword Form Reappears, One Sword Severs an Arm and Defeats Zhao Qi, the Five Elements Valley in an Uproar

Zhang Su’s strike wasn’t fast.

The moment he drew his sword, the blade cut through the air with only a low rumble.

The focus of this strike wasn’t speed, but power.

A fast enough opponent could have even dodged it.

Had his opponent chosen to evade, the strike would have likely missed.

But Zhao Qi wouldn’t dodge.

He was a proud Official Disciple who had once advanced to the Postnatal Realm with a First-Grade Gang Force. Facing a mere Gang Force Martial Artist, how could he possibly back down?

He couldn’t afford the loss of face!

Therefore, Zhao Qi met the attack with a strike of his own.

He had made up his mind. The Inner Strength in his body erupted completely.

A terrifying gleam from his sword instantly crossed the distance between them.

Zhao Qi’s gaze turned cold and ruthless.

He would cripple Zhang Su in a single strike!

A faint, cyan light shimmered on the edge of his blade—a sign of his Inner Strength overflowing.

The Inner Strength of an Official Disciple was far beyond what a Named Disciple could ever hope to match.

In that instant, Zhang Su’s perception became incredibly sharp.

No matter how exquisite Zhao Qi’s strike was, it seemed to move in slow motion to Zhang Su.

He could even clearly perceive the trajectory of Zhao Qi’s blade.

Thus, Zhang Su could aim his strike with unerring precision at the weakest point on his opponent’s blade.

Finally, the two swords met.

BANG!

A deep, resounding crash echoed through the Five Elements Valley.

A shockwave from the impact radiated outward.

A ferocious look began to form on Zhao Qi’s face.

He poured out all of his Inner Strength, holding nothing back.

The cyan light on his blade flared, casting a pale, bluish glow upon his face.

With the full eruption of his Inner Strength, as long as they met head-on, Zhang Su was sure to die!

However, he wouldn’t kill Zhang Su.

According to the Upper Sect’s rules, murder was met with severe punishment.

But a grievous injury was unavoidable.

’Does he really think I’m like those Named Disciples? The Inner Strength born from a First-Grade Gang Force is incredibly powerful. A mere Gang Force Martial Artist who has never witnessed such strength dares to meet me head-on? He’s courting death...’

A savage grin spread across Zhao Qi’s face.

He could already picture it: Zhang Su would undoubtedly be grievously wounded by this strike, empowered by his Inner Strength.

He’d be bedridden for months, at least.

His foundation might even be damaged, making it nearly impossible to advance to the Postnatal Realm.

’So what if he’s mastered the Primordial Gang Force?’

’With a damaged foundation, he’ll just end up a cripple!’

He had seen far too many cases like this.

In the Upper Sect, there was no shortage of exceptionally talented disciples, but very few made it to the end.

Many suffered grievous injuries that damaged their foundations, and they never recovered.

Zhang Su would become one of them!

However, the moment Zhao Qi’s sword collided with Zhang Su’s...

Zhao Qi’s expression changed.

He felt an unimaginable force surge from Zhang Su’s sword.

The force was incredibly violent.

With unstoppable momentum, it crushed his burst of Inner Strength as if it were a dead branch.

Before that power, his Inner Strength was utterly insignificant.

"What?"

Zhao Qi’s heart trembled.

’Impossible!’

’Absolutely impossible!’

His Inner Strength was considered quite powerful, even among the Official Disciples.

The Inner Strength born from a First-Grade Gang Force was of exceptionally high quality and astounding power.

It was this very Inner Strength that had allowed him to stand out during the Upper Sect’s selection and be accepted by Mixed Element Peak as an Official Disciple.

He had trained bitterly day and night for the past few years, and his Inner Strength was now several times more potent than when he had first joined the sect.

Moreover, he hadn’t been careless. He had gone all out, channeling his full Inner Strength into this strike.

Logically, he should have been the one to crush Zhang Su and gravely injure him with a single blow.

But how could the power erupting from Zhang Su’s strike be completely overwhelming him instead?

But no matter how shocked Zhao Qi was...

The reality was undeniable.

That immense force traveled up his blade, jarring his entire right arm so violently it seemed to go numb.

He tried to tighten his grip on the hilt, but his hand no longer obeyed him.

CRACK.

Zhao Qi’s Treasure Sword couldn’t withstand such terrifying force. Cracks spread like a spiderweb, instantly covering the entire blade.

Shards of the broken sword flew off and clattered to the ground.

The moment the blade shattered, Zhang Su’s sword pressed forward, piercing through Zhao Qi’s Protective Inner Power without a moment’s hesitation.

From the very beginning, however, the strike had been aimed at Zhao Qi’s arm.

Zhang Su had never intended to kill Zhao Qi.

The Upper Sect’s rules stated that murder was met with severe punishment.

He wouldn’t kill, but he could injure.

Taking one of Zhao Qi’s arms would be more than enough!

SQUELCH.

Zhang Su’s sword plunged directly into Zhao Qi’s right arm.

Even with his Protective Inner Power, he couldn’t block Zhang Su in the slightest under the terrifying force of the Bursting Sword Form.

Zhao Qi’s Inner Strength had shattered the instant it met Zhang Su’s blade.

As the Shadow-Stealing Sword pierced Zhao Qi’s arm, a terrifying power instantly exploded within.

And then...

"Aaaargh..."

Zhao Qi let out a bloodcurdling scream.

The sound was so shrill it drowned out all other noise in the valley.

Everyone heard it with perfect clarity.

His arm was blown into a mangled mess of flesh and blood.

Blood gushed out, staining a large patch of the bluestone slabs red.

CLATTER.

Zhao Qi’s arm broke clean off and fell to the ground.

His right hand was still gripping the sword hilt.

But now, the arm, hilt and all, lay on the ground.

Moreover, Zhang Su hadn’t just severed the arm; he had "blasted" it off.

The stump was a mangled ruin of flesh and blood.

Shredded flesh and splintered bone were mixed together, and blood continued to well up unceasingly.

It was completely impossible to reattach.

Zhao Qi was crippled!

Back then, Yu Hualong had been all but crippled by the loss of a single thumb.

How could Zhao Qi fare any better, having lost an entire arm?