novelhk Chapter 117 Instant Noodles, I've been annoyed with you for a long time!
Chapter 117 Instant Noodles, I've been annoyed with you for a long time!
Chapter 117 Instant Noodles, I've been annoyed with you for a long time!
The Xuanwu True Skill is divided into two parts: internal and external skills.
The internal skill is the [Xuanwu Internal Skill], and the external skill is the [Ten Strong Martial Arts].
【Invincible in Ten Directions】is a move that was further comprehended based on 【Ten Strong Martial Arts】.
What Chu Yang needs to do is to work backwards from the beginning of the process.
In terms of talent and comprehension, Chu Yang, with the support of numerous clones, is definitely not inferior to Nie Feng.
If Nie Feng could learn this move, there's no reason why Chu Yang couldn't.
In half a day, Chu Yang had thoroughly grasped all the essentials of the [Ten Directions Invincible] technique.
This is the end.
Chu Yang has already accomplished his main purpose in coming to Lingyun Cave.
"There's a dragon vein hidden below, but it's meaningless to me; taking it wouldn't make a difference—"
The dragon vein transforms into the spine of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, but it cannot enhance cultivation. Its only function is to suppress evil spirits, such as the demonic intent generated by Nie Feng's mad blood.
It's even a bit uncomfortable to hold as a weapon.
However, the dragon vein also symbolizes the nation's fortune. Once the dragon vein is destroyed, the world will descend into chaos, and demons will run rampant.
At that time, many old monsters who had disappeared will reappear, stirring up the world. From this perspective, it is actually a good thing for Chu Yang.
At that time, he can freely seize the martial arts techniques of these people.
But Chu Yang was unwilling—
Chu Yang has always been a man of integrity and has never boasted of being a man of great benevolence and righteousness, but he still understands the most basic principles.
When the world is in chaos, it is never those who stir up trouble who suffer; whether one lives or dies is simply a matter of the victor taking all.
The ones who truly suffer are the ordinary people who honestly live their lives.
When gods fight, mortals suffer; when the city gates catch fire, innocent bystanders are also affected.
In just a few words, the plight of ordinary people has been fully revealed.
If his own greed caused these innocent people to suffer, Chu Yang would find it hard to bear.
"It's better to keep this dragon vein in my hands. Even if calamities are unavoidable in the future, at least I'll have peace of mind."
Chu Yang decided to take the dragon vein with him.
at the same time.
The World Society has just experienced a calamity.
Xiong Ba married his adopted daughter Kong Ci to his eldest disciple Qin Shuang.
Bu Jingyun, who has always been in love with Kong Ci, attempted to kidnap her on their wedding night, but was stopped by Nie Feng.
The two sides clashed fiercely. During the battle, Bu Jingyun accidentally injured Kong Ci, causing her heart meridian to rupture and leading to her death.
finally.
Bu Jingyun left with Kong Ci's body, officially becoming enemies with the World Society and Nie Feng.
"I was so stupid, so stupid! I should have believed what Ah Yang said and explained things to Senior Brother Yun sooner, so that he could leave with Kong Ci."
"I can't believe that Master still has feelings for the three of us—"
Fengshen Hall.
Filled with remorse, Nie Feng grabbed Mingyue and lamented his foolishness, blaming his womanly compassion for the death of Kong Ci, who had grown up with him like a younger sister.
"This has nothing to do with you. It's just fate. Besides, given Bu Jingyun's personality, he probably wouldn't believe you if this hadn't happened."
"As for Qin Shuang, his loyalty to Xiong Ba is even greater than yours—"
"Feng, let's go. Before Xiong Ba harbors any murderous intent towards you, let's leave the World Society, find a place to live in seclusion, and never concern ourselves with worldly affairs again."
Mingyue held Nie Feng in her arms, gently comforting his aching heart.
Nie Feng ignored Mingyue's words, closed his eyes, muttered something incessantly, and his body trembled more and more frequently.
It seemed as if Ping was about to descend into some kind of madness.
Mingyue didn't notice anything amiss, thinking that Nie Feng was just too heartbroken.
Suddenly.
Nie Feng gripped Mingyue's wrist so tightly that Mingyue cried out in pain.
"Wind, what are you doing?!"
The bright moon lowered its head and met Nie Feng's scarlet eyes, which were filled with demonic energy and devoid of any humanity.
Mingyue was shocked and tried to break free from Nie Feng's grasp.
However, Nie Feng, who had already fallen into demonic possession, was completely irrational. He not only grabbed Mingyue's hand, but even tried to strangle her.
In the nick of time, the peerless sword placed to the side emitted light, and a dark green barrier enveloped the bright moon, then sent Nie Feng flying.
This was a defensive formation that Chu Yang had set up beforehand, originally intended to deal with Xiong Ba, but unexpectedly it was used on Nie Feng.
Although she was temporarily safe, Mingyue was terrified; she never dreamed that Nie Feng would attack her.
"Feng, what's wrong with you?"
"Look carefully, I'm Mingyue!"
"Don't scare me, okay?!"
No matter how Mingyue called out, Nie Feng remained expressionless, his eyes fixed on her as he drew closer.
Even with the barrier protecting her, despair still lingered on Mingyue's face.
Nie Feng has gone mad. What's the point of her living?
Just as Nie Feng reached out and pressed his hand on the barrier, the Peerless Sword was once again enveloped in a faint golden light.
That's another technique.
"Sigh, the madness has finally kicked in. I thought you would never fall into this state if Mingyue hadn't gotten into trouble."
Chu Yang's voice rang out behind Nie Feng.
Nie Feng suddenly turned around, only to be met with a bald spine that slapped hard across his handsome face.
Nie Feng was spun around by the blow, and the demonic energy in his eyes weakened slightly.
Mingyue looked at Chu Yang with surprise and delight. Before she could explain what had happened, she saw Chu Yang whip her with his spine.
Nie Feng activated his Wind God Leg technique, instantly transforming his figure into a ghostly blur, seemingly about to dodge the attack.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yang's speed also increased dramatically, transforming into a golden flash that appeared behind him and grabbed his neck.
Then he picked up the spine in his hand and started whipping it.
Nie Feng screamed in agony as he was beaten, his previous aloof demeanor vanishing instantly.
In fact, Chu Yang could have simply handed the dragon vein over to Nie Feng. As long as the dragon vein was by his side, it could suppress the demonic energy within him.
But Chu Yang was really unhappy if he didn't beat this kid up.
Seeing that Nie Feng was recovering in Mingyue, Chu Yang felt very sorry for him but did not rashly stop him.
"Stop, stop, stop! Ah Yang, stop! I'm in so much pain!"
Nie Feng, whose head had been beaten into a pig's head, kept begging for mercy. He had clearly regained his senses. If he didn't speak up, he might really be beaten to death by Chu Yang.
"Are you sure you're awake?"
"Sober, extremely sober, I've never been this sober in my entire life."
Nie Feng was almost in tears.
Chu Yang reluctantly put him down.
"Feng, are you alright?"
Mingyue stepped forward, weeping, and rushed into his arms like a swallow returning to its nest.
"It's alright now, don't worry."
Nie Feng looked at Mingyue with heartache and said with lingering fear.
If Chu Yang hadn't appeared in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Mingyue turned her head and looked at Chu Yang, asking, "A-Yang, do you know what just happened?"
Chu Yang explained, "The Nie family's ancestor once fought a great battle with a fire qilin and accidentally got his hands on the qilin's blood, which was then passed down to him. Although the qilin is an auspicious beast, its blood can drive people mad and gradually lead them down the path of demons."
Upon hearing this, both Mingyue and Nie Feng turned deathly pale.
Nie Feng could fall into the demonic path at any time, which also means that Mingyue could be in danger at any time.
"Mingyue, it seems that I will no longer be able to stay by your side in the future."
"No! Even if it means death, I will stay with you, Feng."
The two gazed at each other with deep affection.
Chu Yang got goosebumps and couldn't help but interrupt them, "Although the Qilin blood is powerful, it's not entirely hopeless."
Chu Yang took a deep breath, leaving both of them feeling uneasy.
Mingyue and Nie Feng looked at him with resentment.
I hope you can tell me something important sooner next time!
"I can extract the Qilin blood, but doing so will deprive Nie Feng of the opportunity to become stronger. If he can suppress and control the mad blood, his strength will rise to a terrifying level."
Chu Yang decided to give Nie Feng a choice, as this was originally his opportunity, and others should not make the decision for him so easily.
"Then I'll trouble Ah Yang to help me extract the Qilin blood."
Nie Feng's attitude was very firm. When he realized that he might harm Mingyue, he was determined to abandon this power.
"The power of mad blood will allow you to easily surpass Xiong Ba."
Chu Yang reminded him again.
"I understand, but I don't want it. I almost killed Mingyue just now, and I hate this power."
Nie Feng answered confidently.
Chu Yang nodded. Being sentimental was Nie Feng's strength, but also his weakness; his choices were never rational.
Having devoured all of the Fire Qilin's blood, Chu Yang could sense the presence of the Mad Blood within Nie Feng's body and could activate it with a single thought.
While drawing upon the Qilin blood, Nie Feng appeared to be in great pain.
It felt like Chu Yang was forcibly peeling a very important organ from his body without anesthesia.
Nie Feng's hair turned from black to white, and his skin became withered, as if he had become an old man in his eighties.
This is a state in which a large amount of vitality is lost in a short period of time.
Chu Yang then replenished Nie Feng's body with pure life force, and his skin immediately returned to normal, except that his full head of white hair remained unchanged.
Mingyue gritted her teeth and anxiously watched Nie Feng.
A moment later.
Nie Feng's Qilin blood was completely cleared from his body, leaving him weak and exhausted, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.
After managing to thank Chu Yang, Nie Feng collapsed to the ground. Upon seeing this, Mingyue quickly stepped forward to support him.
"The madness has been eradicated. Tell me what has happened recently."
Chu Yang stayed in Lingyun Cave for a long time, unaware of all the events that had transpired outside.
Nie Feng recounted the process of Bu Jingyun's falling out with the World Society with a somber expression, blaming himself for not listening to Chu Yang, which led to Kong Ci's death during their fight.
To this, Chu Yang could only sigh, "It's all about timing and fate."
"I never imagined that Master Xiong Ba could be so ruthless. If Senior Brother Yun returns, I will definitely join him in killing that old scoundrel!"
Nie Feng clenched his fists in anger.
"If Bu Jingyun returns, he'll probably kill you too. He hates Xiong Ba, so surely he hates you too?"
"I told you long ago, don't try to guess what the child's feelings are."
Chu Yang said indifferently.
Nie Feng gave a bitter smile, lost in self-reproach.
"Feng, let's find a secluded place to live in seclusion."
Mingyue earnestly advised Nie Feng to leave, as she genuinely didn't want to get involved in the trouble.
"With the fall of Wushuang City, the Tianxia Society will undoubtedly become the number one gang, with influence spread throughout the world. If Xiong Ba wants to find us, he will have nowhere to hide."
"Even a god like a clay bodhisattva can't escape it."
Nie Feng's meaning was clear: unless he cooperated with Bu Jingyun to kill Xiong Ba, he and Mingyue would not escape the pursuit of the World Society.
Mingyue wanted to say more, but Chu Yang suddenly reached out to stop her and said, "On this point, Nie Feng and I agree: as long as Xiong Ba lives, you won't have a peaceful life."
"Leave Xiong Ba to me. Once this matter is settled, we'll be even over for saving your life."
Chu Yang's words sounded like he was distancing himself from Mingyue, which made Mingyue feel very uncomfortable. She silently nodded.
Nie Feng sighed, feeling a little regretful. In his opinion, Chu Yang was a very loyal friend. If he hadn't ignored his advice, things might not have developed to this point.
"So when do you plan to make your move?"
"In a few days, when the Sword Saint arrives, we'll make our move together."
"You want to fight both Xiong Ba and the Sword Saint at the same time? Ah Yang, I know you are highly skilled in martial arts, but doing this is still overestimating yourself."
"The Sword Saint's life is coming to an end. He can only barely unleash one last sword strike. I want to see his final sword strike."
After understanding Chu Yang's intentions, Nie Feng and Ming Yue stopped trying to persuade him and prepared to leave the World Society.
Before their departure, Chu Yang handed Nie Feng the Snow Drinking Saber and a book of the Six Secrets of Aohan, saying, "These are what I found in Lingyun Cave; they are your Nie family's saber techniques and weapons."
Nie Feng solemnly accepted the two items, a hint of tears welling up in his eyes. Years ago, he had witnessed his father being carried into Lingyun Cave by the Fire Qilin.
Seeing these things now, we can be fairly certain of my father's fate.
"I am deeply grateful and hope to have the opportunity to repay your kindness in the future."
Nie Feng clasped his hands together, his eyes resolute.
Having given them everything they needed, Chu Yang left ahead of them, his figure disappearing into the night.
Holding Mingyue's hand, Nie Feng didn't take anything from the Fengshen Hall and walked out of the Tianxia Society with his head turned back.
Another day passed.
Dugu Jiansheng of Wushuang City suddenly appeared at the World Alliance, declaring that he would fight Xiong Ba to the death in seven days.
Without Duan Lang reporting the news, other disciples would naturally ask him to come out of the mountains and become the head of Wushuang City.
The arrogant and proud Xiong Ba naturally accepted the challenge.
The Sword Saint left satisfied.
The duel between the two sides shocked the entire martial arts world, and the whole world was paying attention to this battle.
When the Sword Saint left, Chu Yang followed behind him.
He knew the Sword Saint was going to find Nameless.
Not long after, Wuming's apprentice Jian Chen appeared, and the two started fighting. Chu Yang watched their swordsmanship from a distance.
Sword Saint Twenty-Three, who had not yet comprehended the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, had his Sword One to Sword Twenty-Two techniques completely countered by Sword Chen using one of the moves of the Mysterious Sword Technique, "Name Loss Scripture Transmission".
This move was the result of Wuming's many years of fighting with the Sword Saint, and he passed it all on to Jian Chen. It does not mean that Jian Chen's strength is higher than that of the Sword Saint.
Both sword techniques were flawed, but Chu Yang still preferred to see Sword Twenty-Three and the Nameless Swords Return to the Origin.
After his defeat, the Sword Saint laughed heartily, extremely relaxed. Even though he had lost completely, he did not hold a grudge against Sword Chen.
The two sides met after a series of losses, and Jian Chen then took the Sword Saint to see his master, Wuming.
Chu Yang naturally followed behind them.
As dusk fell.
The two entered a small courtyard.
Chu Yang could hear the sound of a erhu from afar; the melody was mournful and melodious, enough to bring tears to one's eyes.
After confirming the nameless residence, Chu Yangkang was about to leave when he suddenly heard a weathered voice in his ear.
"Friend, since you're here, why not come in and sit down, so I can be your host?"
Chu Yang had been careful enough, using magic and ninjutsu to conceal his presence, so most experts would not be able to detect his existence.
Despite his namelessness, Shouguo still managed to find him.
All I can say is that the Heavenly Sword Realm is truly terrifying.
If it weren't for the fact that they were suppressed by world-class combat power, this group of people would probably actually be able to go toe-to-toe with the captain from the Bleach world.
Chu Yang decided to stay hidden and calmly walked out of the darkness into the courtyard.
In the courtyard, Wuming had set up a table of food and wine and was sitting opposite the Sword Saint, while his apprentice Jian Chen was holding the hero Jian Mang beside him.
The two looked at Chu Yang in surprise.
Wuming smiled and said, "This person has been following the two of you."
The Sword Saint's expression darkened. He hadn't even noticed that someone was following him. With his martial arts cultivation, that was impossible.
When he looked at Chu Yang again, he found that the other party looked very young, even younger than Jian Chen next to him.
The Sword Saint paused for a moment, then murmured, "Truly, the younger generation is formidable."
Jian Chen wasn't as composed as the Sword Saint. In his view, Chu Yang was definitely not a good person, so he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why are you acting so suspiciously?"
Chu Yang rolled his eyes. Do you think a bad guy can tell you exactly what he's doing?
Seeing that the scoundrel in front of him was ignoring him, Jian Chen felt a surge of anger. Holding his Hero Sword, he swung his sword and came to Chu Yang's side.
His first move was the same mysterious sword technique he had used in his previous battle with the Sword Saint.
After using his Observation Haki to foresee Jian Chen's movements, Chu Yang activated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, using the power of twenty dragons and elephants to flick his fingers.
His fingertips met the tip of the Hero's Sword, and unparalleled power suddenly erupted.
Jian Chen flew straight out, the Hero Sword in his hand breaking and emitting a sword cry, which Fu heard sound like a scream from someone in dire straits.
Both the Nameless One and the Sword Saint had solemn expressions in their eyes.
The Hero Sword is not some trashy item that can be found anywhere on the street; it is a divine weapon forged a thousand years ago by the "Great Swordsman," the founder of the Sword Sect.
The divine weapon, possessing a spirit, wailed at this moment, as if suffering unbearable pain.
This is something that no ordinary expert can do.
"Jian Chen is back!"
Wuming, who had originally intended to have Jian Chen test Chu Yang's strength, suddenly became anxious.
Jian Chen was, after all, a young man. Being knocked away by Chu Yang's attack made him lose face. He was furious, but disregarding his master's orders, he launched another attack.
Chu Yang had no intention of antagonizing Wuming, so he was relatively restrained in his attacks, using the Dragon-Capturing Hand to directly pull the Hero Sword from Jian Chen's hand.
Jian Chen was shocked and furious at losing the Hero Sword, and was even more scolded by Master Lan.
"Great move!"
The Sword Saint suppressed his anger and cheered loudly.
"Indeed exquisite."
The nameless man smiled and nodded in approval.
Jian Chen's face darkened even more; he didn't even dare to fart.
Chu Yang twirled his sword, then casually tossed it back into its sheath. He clasped his hands in a fist salute and smiled, saying, "I've made a fool of myself before you two seniors."
Chu Yang's martial prowess and attitude won the favor of Wuming and the Sword Saint, and the two became closer as a result.
"Since you've come from afar, you're a guest. Why don't you sit down and chat with us?"
Wuming invited Chu Yang to take a seat.
Thank you.
Chu Yang, ever the pretentious one, simply sat down next to the two of them.
Jian Chen, annoyed by the sight, turned his head to the other side.
"Knowing your name, why are you following behind that rich man?"
The Sword Saint's tone was relatively amiable, but his gaze was fixed intently on Chu Yang.
"I'm just a nobody, so I won't mention my name. You two seniors can just call me A-Yang. As for why I'm following the Sword Saint—"
Chu Yang smiled. "It is said that the Sword Saint and the Heavenly Sword Nameless fought countless battles throughout their lives, being both rivals and close confidants. Before your final battle, you would surely want to meet Lord Cai Peng."
The nameless man asked, "So, you've come to see me?"
Chu Yang nodded and said, "Kang would like to ask the senior for some guidance on swordsmanship."
Just as Wuming was about to decline, the Sword Saint suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him, staring at Chu Yang and coldly saying, "Your last battle? You think you can be so sure I'll lose to Xiong Ba?"
Chu Yang shook his head and said, "It's not a loss, but a death. Senior's life force is waning, he's like a candle flickering in the wind, and he may not have the chance to deliver the final blow to Xiong Ba."
Wuming looked at Chu Yang in surprise. He had also sensed that the Sword Saint's life was coming to an end, which was why he had made a special trip to meet with the Sword Saint in order to persuade him to give up the decisive battle with Xiong Ba.
I didn't expect that the young man in front of me knew about this.
The Sword Saint's expression was complicated. He knew his own body better than anyone else what was going on. If he were close to death, why would he be in such a hurry?
The nameless man took the opportunity to persuade him, but the swordsman was already unwilling to listen and closed his eyes without saying a word.
Wuming sighed and could only look at Chu Yang again. "Brother Chu Yang, I am no longer a member of the martial world. I'm afraid I can't help you with your request."
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Chu Yang smiled and said, "Senior, please don't be in such a hurry. I have a bargaining chip here that I can use to make a deal with you. If you are still unwilling to participate after bidding, I will leave immediately, so as not to disturb you. How about it?"
Wuming hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded.
Since the other party said that, he must be very confident. In that case, he was curious about what kind of reward Chu Yang would give him in exchange for his help.
"Senior Nameless, your wife died of a strange poison in her early years, is that right?"
"Yes, that poison is colorless and odorless, and I have searched the entire Central Plains without finding a trace of it."
"The poison came from Japan, so you must have found out, senior."
"Do you know who killed my wife?"
"This poison was obtained by Jian Hui's son, your senior brother Po Jun, who personally traveled to Japan to find it."
Upon hearing this, Wuming's usually calm and collected face showed a change of expression, and his aura surged, revealing his sharp edge!
How did you find out about this?
The nameless man's tone had become much colder than before.
"If it weren't for your interference back then, Jianhui would have passed on the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin to Pojun long ago. He has always held a grudge against you."
Chu Yang did not answer Wuming's question, but instead gave the reason why Po Jun harmed his wife.
Wuming was certainly aware of this.
The enraged nameless man trembled all over, his killing intent overwhelming. The wine table in front of him was sliced into dust by an invisible sword aura.
The swordsman remained silent, his thoughts drifting to the land of Japan, where there once stood a woman he deeply loved.
Unfortunately, in the end he broke off all affection and love, and Yu Ping almost forgot the other person's voice, appearance, and smile.
After venting his anger, Wuming closed his eyes, concentrated, and held his breath. It took him a while to calm down.
"If the pond is real, then I really have to pay for it."
Wuming regained his calm demeanor.
"Verify the authenticity of Tang Xi. Po Jun will come looking for you soon; then you can confront him."
"Before that, could you please offer some guidance, senior?"
"That way, I can collect some interest first."
Chu Yang stood up, his inexplicable aura pressing down on Wuming.
He respected the nameless man as much as he respected Wei Sanyou, and this was the best he could do.
If it were someone like Indra or some other godless being, he would have already started fighting them, beating them so badly they wouldn't even recognize their own mothers.
When Chu Yang revealed that it was Po Jun who poisoned him, Wuming was already seven or eight parts convinced.
So he agreed to Chu Yang's request.
"Come with me to the woods outside town."
Wuming said something indifferently, then got up and walked out of the courtyard.
Jian Chen suddenly blocked his path, saying urgently, "Master, you haven't made a move in many years, why break your vow for a petty person?"
Wuming frowned, but still patted Ren Jianchen's shoulder. "Chen'er, you know this matter has always been a thorn in your master's side. Now that there's a chance to break free, I should thank this young man for everything."
Jian Chen said in a low voice, "Master, this person's background is unclear, and what he says may not be believable."
"I have my own conclusion." Wuming said this, pushed Jianchen aside, and slowly walked out.
Chu Yang glanced at Jian Chen with a half-smile and said in a joking tone, "If you ever act like a villain in the future, I will kill you. The two seniors are my witnesses."
Jian Chen shivered for no reason.
Wuming turned around and glanced at Chu Yang with a puzzled look. How could the Hero Sword successor he had chosen be a villain?
The Sword Saint laughed heartily, "You dare to say such things in front of Nameless? You've got my temper! I hope you don't suffer a crushing defeat later."
Chu Yang smiled and nodded, "I will definitely make your wish come true, senior."
A moment later.
The man came to a grove.
With no one around, there was no need to worry about implicating others, so I could unleash my martial arts to my heart's content.
As a senior, Wuming naturally had to show his seniority. He gestured for Chu Yang to make the first move and said, "You are young and inexperienced. After three moves, I will make my move."
"Then I'll be too kind."
Chu Yang made a grasping motion in the air, and a fiery red sword appeared in his hand. The sword emitted a scorching heat, causing the temperature in the forest at night to rise suddenly.
Kang is the Fire Kirin Sword brought out from Lingyun Cave.
The nameless man's light condensed, and in just a moment the Fire Kirin Sword appeared in Chu Yang's hand. He had no idea how Chu Yang had done it.
Chu Yang has always been accustomed to storing things in the space created by the Seamless Stretch Spell, so he can access them whenever he needs them.
"This sword is somewhat similar to the legendary Qilin Sword."
The knowledgeable swordsman immediately recognized that Chu Yang held the Fire Kirin Sword.
"That's despicable."
Jian Chen glared fiercely at Chu Yang. He felt that the other party was deliberately using the divine weapon to take advantage of his master. If he handed the Hero Sword to Wuming at this moment, it would indirectly raise Chu Yang's strength.
Wuming, on the other hand, seemed indifferent, standing tall and imposing, his aura like a vast, unyielding mountain, waiting for Chu Yang to make his move.
Chu Yang's initial stance when drawing his sword was the first move of Tai Chi Sword.
"Are you a Tai Chi master?"
Wuming was somewhat surprised.
Tai Chi also exists in the world of Fengyun, but compared to the one created by Wei Sanyou, it is somewhat similar but not quite the same, lacking true meaning.
It was completely incomparable to the Tai Chi swordplay performed by Chu Yang.
As Chu Yang unleashed his Tai Chi essence, the two were instantly enveloped by the black and white Yin-Yang array, each standing atop the eye of the Yin-Yang fish.
The Sword Saint's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in amazement, "What superb swordsmanship! Your Tai Chi swordsmanship is completely different from anything I've ever seen before. Where did you learn this, young man?"
Wuming also looked at Chu Yang with some curiosity.
Chu Yang said softly, "To a Taoist friend."
Wuming nodded and said, "This sword technique is moderate and peaceful, following the natural way. It must have been created by a master of Taoism."
The Sword Saint exclaimed, "I never knew that swordsmanship, which only seeks to be fierce, could be so exquisite. It truly broadens my horizons."
The two of them kept praising him, which made Jian Chen very jealous and resentful.
In all these years, Wuming has never praised him as much as he praised Chu Yang.
The Tai Chi sword intent excels at both high and low attacks. After the appearance of the Black and White Yin-Yang Diagram, Chu Yang's swordsmanship changed again, switching to the Dugu Nine Swords.
The Dugu Nine Swords only attack and not go high, which complements the Tai Chi sword intent perfectly.
Two sword techniques with extremely profound themes appeared simultaneously, and Nameless and Sword Saint tried to hide the shock on their faces.
"This person is a swordsmanship genius who has wronged me!"
Having retired from the martial arts world for many years, this was the first time Wuming had felt such an itch to act. If only he had known he was a senior, he would have made his move long ago.
next moment.
Chu Yang then attacked Wuming, who was protected by sword energy, with the "Qi-Breaking Style".
The Dugu Nine Swords is not essentially a set of moves, but rather a theory of martial arts. In the hands of a skilled person, it can unleash different levels of power.
In Chu Yang's hands, it was a supreme technique, even surpassing the Mysterious Sword Technique, and could pose a threat to Wuming, who had not yet mastered the Myriad Swords Return to Origin.
The exquisite nature of the Qi-breaking technique was praised by Feng Qingyang as "divine and profound, residing in one's own mind."
Therefore, the nameless protective sword energy was broken through by Chu Yang in an instant, and the Fire Kirin Sword went straight for the opponent's vitals.
Wuming was shocked!
But relying on his combat instincts honed over many years, he managed to dodge the sword by sidestepping.
The high temperature of the Fire Kirin Sword still burned a large hole in the clothes on his chest.
Wumingcai blushed.
After just one move, he, who was known as the God of Martial Arts, almost capsized.
The swordsman watching the battle was so shocked he almost ripped off his beard.
"Chen'er, hand me the sword!"
To save face, Wuming could only have Jianchen throw the Hero Sword over, but he was also worried that he might really make a fool of himself within three moves.
Jian Chen was stunned and held onto the Hero Sword tightly, refusing to let go.
"Your master asked you to hand him the sword!"
The Sword Saint suddenly bent down on Jian Chen's back, startling the latter awake, who quickly threw his sword away.
The nameless man who caught the Hero's Sword changed his aura and then officially began to fight Chu Yang. The three-move agreement was now null and void.
Originally, Wuming was at the Heavenly Sword realm, where having no sword was better than having a sword. Whether or not he had the Hero Sword in hand was of little concern to him.
However, Chu Yang's Qi-breaking technique is specifically designed to counter his sword energy. Without the Hero Sword, Wuming would be severely restrained.
This was a situation he had never encountered before, and Wuming himself was somewhat at a loss.
The nameless man, wielding the Hero Sword, used a mysterious sword technique to fight his opponent, while Chu Yang changed his approach and switched to the "Broken Sword Style" to fight back.
The two exchanged blows for a while, and the Sword Saint discovered that Chu Yang's swordsmanship had once again firmly suppressed the mysterious swordsmanship.
"This young man must have just met Nameless today, so why is he so effective at countering him in every move?"
The nameless man's thoughts were almost identical to those of the Sword Saint, so he changed his swordsmanship again, actually switching to the Sword Saint's Holy Spirit Sword Technique.
Having fought the Sword Saint for many years, Nameless had long since mastered this sword technique, but surprisingly, there was a move in the technique specifically designed to counter it.
Having already witnessed the Holy Spirit Sword Technique once, Chu Yang's use of the "Sword-Breaking Style" to break it was as easy as reading a book and testing it—simply as easy as drinking water.
Not long after, Wuming felt the familiar sense of restraint again, as if a huge stone was pressing on his heart, making him extremely depressed.
The Sword Saint, who was watching the battle intently, suddenly realized that Chu Yang's swordsmanship was not only effective against the mysterious swordsmanship, but against all sword techniques!
"Such bizarre martial arts exist in this world?!"
The Sword Saint was greatly inspired, his eyes fixed on Chu Yang, as if something deep within him was about to be shattered!
"My sword is number twenty-three—"
"It's done!"
Chu Yang's combat power level far surpasses that of the Fengyun World, and the Taiji True Meaning and Dugu Nine Swords unleash terrifying power in his hands.
The nameless swordsmanship, which he had poured all his life's work into, was completely blocked by Chu Yang using the true meaning of Tai Chi.
The Yin-Yang symbol, which symbolizes loss and dissipation, left a shadow of misfortune on Wuming.
The battle continued until the nameless man was exhausted.
Chu Yang had memorized all of Wuming's martial energy except for the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.
Make a small profit.
The true power of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One can only be obtained by Po Jun appearing. At that time, Wuming will probably suffer a bit.
On the other side, the Sword Saint sat cross-legged and entered a profound and mysterious meditative state.
His entire body was filled with sword intent, like a gentle stream, flowing endlessly.
"He is comprehending Sword Twenty-Three—"
Wuming knew that the Sword Saint had been moved after watching his battle with Chu Yang.
He sensed that the Sword Saint's Holy Spirit Sword Technique would reach an even higher level, entering an unprecedented realm of swordsmanship.
"This move, once unleashed, will surely shake heaven and earth!"
"Nameless murmured."
"I don't know if it's earth-shattering or ghost-weeping, I only know that Xiong Ba is going to die."
Taking advantage of Wuming and Jianchen's distraction, Chu Yang put the Fire Kirin Sword away again and quietly waited for the Sword Saint to comprehend the Twenty-Three Sword Techniques.
Time passed slowly, and a white light appeared on the horizon.
When the Sword Saint opened his eyes again, his aura was completely different from before. He was like Nameless, his sharpness completely concealed, and Nameless showed admiration.
The Sword Saint stood up and said to Nameless, "I'm leaving."
The nameless man hesitated, wanting to offer further advice.
The Sword Saint laughed and said, "I wasted this sword strike on Xiong Ba, and now I'm dead."
Wuming could only shake his head helplessly.
"I'll see you off, senior."
Chu Yang stood beside the Sword Saint.
"Very well. If it were you, I wouldn't know when my Twenty-Three Swords would have been born. Observe this final sword strike carefully and pass it on to Caifu."
The Sword Saint seemed to have sensed Chu Yang's intention, but he didn't mind. It would be a pity if such an amazing sword technique were to die with him.
In a silent and unnamed manner, the Sword Saint and Chu Yang left together.
The World Alliance is now bustling with activity, with heroes paying homage, and Xiong Ba's reputation has reached its zenith.
All of this is thanks to the Sword Saint.
Everyone knows that whether Wushuang City or Tianxia Society will become the number one martial arts alliance in the future depends entirely on whether the two keep their duel.
If the Sword Saint wins, then Wushuang City wins; if Xiong Ba wins, then Tianxia Hui wins.
I've lost money.
Everyone hopes for a lose-lose situation in Shouguo, witnessing the simultaneous fall of Wushuang City and Tianxia Society.
When the time comes, heroes will vie for supremacy, and everyone will hope to become the next hegemon!
Seven days have passed.
Many heroes who had been invited stood in front of the No. 1 Restaurant under Heaven, eagerly awaiting the appearance of the Sword Saint.
Three poles in the sun.
The agreed-upon time for the duel has long passed.
The Sword Saint has yet to appear.
"How come this Sword Saint is losing? Could it be that he's already scared before the battle even begins?"
"If word gets out, he'll be a huge comedian!"
"The mighty Lord of Righteousness is unparalleled, scaring that Sword Saint into hiding. He dares not show his face in public now, hahaha."
"Nonsense! The Sword Saint has been famous in the martial world for many years. Even the Heavenly Sword Nameless has fought against him. How could he possibly be afraid of a fight!"
There are different opinions.
In front of the No. 1 Restaurant in the world, heroes of the martial arts world quarreled and lost their lives.
Xiong Ba watched this scene indifferently, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.
He knew that the Sword Saint was likely to be absent from the battle.
Where is that rich scoundrel? What is he doing? He was completely oblivious, as if the Sword Saint had suddenly vanished from the world. This feeling of being out of control was something Xiong Ba didn't like.
at the same time.
The Sword Saint is already outside the World Alliance.
Along the way, he and Chu Yang exchanged ideas and lost track of time, which is why he missed the challenge.
Although the Sword Saint was now lifeless, his eyes shone brightly and his spirit was exceptionally strong.
"My body can only hold on this far. Now I'm going to draw my sword."
"On the way here, I have already told you about the wonders of Sword Twenty-Three. You must concentrate and watch carefully."
"I can't draw my sword a second time."
The Sword Saint smiled slightly, his expression extremely nonchalant, showing no sign of facing death.
"Senior, please feel free to draw your sword. I will stay here and protect your body so as not to spoil your fun."
Chu Yang made a "please" gesture.
The Sword Saint originally wanted Chu Yang to go to the Number One Pavilion in the World first, and then he would draw his sword, so that Chu Yang could see the entire process.
Chu Yang, however, seemed to have no such intention, and stood silently beside him.
"what ever."
As soon as the beautiful voice faded, the Sword Saint's body flashed with golden light, and his soul left his body, drifting towards the location of the Number One Pavilion in the World.
The Sword Saint, who was focused on killing Xiong Ba with his sword, did not notice that Chu Yang had appeared out of nowhere behind him.
Chu Yang did not go to the World's Number One Restaurant, but his shadow clone did.
The speed at which the soul travels through space is extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the Sword Saint arrived at the Number One Pavilion Under Heaven and saw Xiong Ba on the throne, receiving congratulations from everyone.
He didn't arrive on time, so according to the rules, the winner would naturally be Xiong Ba.
then.
The Sword Saint, in his spirit form, proclaimed loudly, "I have troubled you all to wait. I possess a sword skill that I wish to learn from Lord Xiong Yi!"
When needed.
The world's number one building shines with golden light!
The familiar light from the product blinded everyone.
Under a golden light, everyone froze, watching helplessly as the Sword Saint flew toward Xiong Ba, using his finger as a sword to stab at the opponent's vitals.
Xiong Ba was both shocked and furious, but his body was out of control, and he could only watch helplessly as the Sword Saint stabbed him.
An unprecedented sense of terror gripped Xiong Ba's heart.
I'm dying?
Now that the world's power is in his hands, Xiong Ba is ready to accept his impending death.
Outside the World Society.
Yu Dao's figure quietly appeared near the Sword Saint's true form.
Jian Chen, a wealthy acquaintance.
There is also a lovely young girl.
And—a cool young man with a smug look on his face and a head full of instant noodles.
Just by looking at their appearances, Chu Yang could guess that the young man was Bu Jingyun and the girl was Chu Chu.
"Has the Sword Saint already unleashed Sword Twenty-Three?"
Jian Chen noticed the Sword Saint's strange posture and refrained from asking Chu Yang.
What are you doing here?
Chu Yang countered with a question.
"My master was worried that if the Sword Saint was defeated, Xiong Ba would take his anger out on the people of Wushuang City, so he sent me here as a persuader."
Although Jian Chen felt slighted by Chu Yang, he still maintained the respect due to him, after all, the other party was a master comparable to his master.
"Why are you telling him all this? Get out of my way! Only I can take Xiong Ba's life!"
Bu Jingyun clearly knew about Sword Twenty-Three. He knew that the Sword Saint had really killed Xiong Ba, leaving him with no revenge. He rushed towards the Sword Saint's true form.
"You've been getting away with this for so long, you're just as annoying as Star-Lord, that pig of a team!"
If it weren't for Bu Jingyun, Xiong Ba would have been dead long ago. He managed to create so many follow-up plots, making him, like Star-Lord, a Wing-class war criminal.
Chu Yang kicked him in the face without any politeness.
Bu Jingyun raised his sword to parry, and the next second, he and his sword flew out and he fainted on the steps.