Sea of Blades: The Strongest Swordsman Awakens

Chapter 90: Chapter 90



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"Dragon Power!"

As the tremendous force of the Wushuang Taidao started to wane while cutting through the core of the island, Bai Yu's eyes narrowed sharply.

In that instant, Bai Yu summoned the power within—the might of the Azure Dragon.

A surge of energy burst from within. Scales shimmered into existence along both of his arms, draconic and luminous, wrapping tightly around his limbs. In an instant, Bai Yu's arms had transformed—two fully-formed dragon arms radiating overwhelming strength.

BOOM!

The pressure on the blade surged again. Empowered by the dragon force, the slowing Wushuang Taidao accelerated with terrifying momentum, its arc even faster and heavier than before.

BOOM!

With a thunderous roar, Bai Yu slashed downward, blade blazing as it sliced unimpeded through the very heart of the floating island. No force, no mass, not even the weight of the island's own foundations, could stop the cleave.

CRACK—KRA-KOOM!

Together with the pterosaur beneath him—Bellumebo—Bai Yu split through the island's core.

With a deafening impact, the island's center was sundered into two massive halves.

"Bellumebo!" Bai Yu called.

"Return!"

This was more than just a single blow. This wasn't about slicing—it was about obliteration.

ROOOOOAR!!

Bellumebo screeched in response, the pterosaur's wings beating powerfully against the sky. It turned in a graceful arc and soared back between the now-sundered halves of the island.

Arriving at the center, Bellumebo flapped in reverse, hovering mid-air and stabilizing its position precisely where Bai Yu wanted.

"Perfect." Bai Yu muttered.

With a single, fluid motion, he tapped lightly off the pterosaur's back—shoop!—and soared skyward.

Chi-chi-chi-chi!

Harnessing Geppo, Bai Yu moved through the sky like a meteor, his blade at the ready. The jade crystals on the surface of the Wushuang Taidao shimmered—then cracked—then crumbled into sparks.

Replacing them: a rising tide of dark red flames licked up from the blade's edge, intense and boiling.

"A good opportunity," Bai Yu thought. "I've just mastered a large-scale sword technique."

He raised the blade high.

"Azure Dragon Style—Scarlet Thousand Fang Dance!"

Taking a deep breath, Bai Yu slashed—left, right, then again and again in furious rhythm.

It was inspired by the Golden Lion's aerial style—but this wasn't just replication.

This was Bai Yu's own: an enhanced, fusion technique refined through the Azure Dragon Sword Intent.

Whoosh! Whoosh! WHOOOSH!

Each slash released a massive arc of dark red flame, screaming toward the island ruins below. In rapid-fire succession, countless slashes tore through the air.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Each blazing crescent landed with devastating power, vaporizing boulders and shattering debris on contact. The high-temperature sword flames clung to what remained of the island's core, disintegrating rock and steel alike.

The heart of the peninsula was rapidly reduced, the twin halves collapsing inward with each hit.

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Down below, Admiral Kizaru watched in stunned silence. The light in his eyes flickered with shock.

"This kid… his talent is frightening," Kizaru muttered under his breath.

Every slash Bai Yu executed pulsed with terrifying sword intent and overwhelming power. His strength, his speed—they were on a different level now.

Once, Kizaru believed Bai Yu had landed a strike due to luck or carelessness. But now?

Now, he realized the truth: even if he went all out, he might still be outmatched.

And it hadn't even been that long since their last encounter.

On a nearby islet, Garp and Aokiji had also arrived—watching the spectacle unfold in full view.

Garp wore a wide grin—half proud, half amused.

Aokiji, however, stood in stark contrast—serious, stern, and unable to take his eyes off Bai Yu's figure. In his mind, Bai Yu's past words echoed faintly.

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High above, Bai Yu continued to strike—blow after blow, relentless in fury.

The heart of the peninsula had now shrunk by more than half, consumed by his flaming sword arcs.

"Still not enough!" Bai Yu growled. "Crush it all!"

He clenched his teeth and swung faster.

At that moment, a familiar voice echoed in his consciousness—

> [Ding! Host has accumulated 40,000 sword swings. Reward unlocked: Azure Dragon – Extreme Scroll: Ten Thousand Blade Storm (10%)]

Unaware that he had passed a new milestone, Bai Yu had unlocked yet another system technique.

The knowledge surged into his mind—intense, vivid, and vivid.

> Azure Dragon – Extreme Scroll: Ten Thousand Blade Storm.

A supremely large-scale technique forming a tornado of blades.

Everything within shall be obliterated. None escape.

The instant he digested it, Bai Yu stopped.

His eyes sharpened. The Azure Dragon Sword Intent began to ignite and explode outward from his core.

HURRAAAAH!

A gale of sword wind began to circle him. This move didn't rely on raw strength—it demanded concentration of will and depth of sword intent.

The deeper the sword intent, the greater the force. The more profound the spirit, the wider the destruction.

As the aura surged, the winds above the sky twisted into a vortex—nature itself answering the call of sword mastery.

BEEP!

The moment the intent peaked, the Wushuang Taidao erupted into radiant dark red light.

A crimson brilliance, like molten blood, bathed the heavens in eerie luminance.

Back on the ground, Garp's pupils shrank.

"Without any formal teacher... he reached this level alone?" Garp muttered.

He had fought many swordsmen. But this—this sword intent—stood among the greatest.

"Can he defeat even the Golden Lion now?" he whispered.

"Monstrous," Garp concluded.

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Back in the sky, Bai Yu's body dropped like a meteor.

"Azure Dragon – Extreme Scroll: Ten Thousand Blade Storm!"

Landing atop Bellumebo once more, Bai Yu swung the Wushuang Taidao down in a sweeping arc.

WHOOSH—BOOM!

The released sword intent exploded into thousands of flying blades, moving not in a straight line—but rotating violently, like a spiraling hurricane of blades.

BOOM!!

The slashes landed. The twin halves of the island were struck by an immense rotating force.

From the center, a gigantic blade tornado formed, slicing forward like a reaper's storm.

FWOOOOOM!

Its eye drew in air with terrifying suction. Even the remains of the peninsula's heart were dragged inward.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Thousands of blades tore into the stone, smashing it with pinpoint destruction.

Nothing remained.

The blades moved in such dense formation that not a pebble escaped.

Every grain of earth was reduced to dust.

BOOM!!

The storm raged on for what felt like eternity, until finally, it began to fade.

In its wake—nothing.

The heart of the island was no more.

Only fine powder, descending gently from the sky like snow.

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"He actually did it!"

Garp's mouth opened in awe, while Kizaru's jaw tightened. Even Aokiji's eyes trembled.

Bai Yu had erased the island's core—completely.

WOAAAHHH!!!

A roar of cheers erupted from the distant small island—civilians, pirates, and marines alike breaking into stunned applause.

At that moment, Bai Yu stood alone in the sky, silhouetted against a broken world.

The dragon, the sword, and the storm—one man who split the heavens.

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