Free Web NovelChapter 1206: Chapter 398: National Tragedy (Extra for Alliance Hierarch adminnest!)
"The victor, Dou Zhao of Chu!"
As the Tianxiao Sword descended, Yu Xi’s voice timely arose.
Warm and clear light flowed, covering Gan Changan’s body. Protecting his body and soul, nurturing his vitality.
At this moment, Dou Zhao still held the Tianxiao Sword, which remained embedded in Gan Changan’s forehead.
Blood cascaded like a waterfall.
The red and the white had already blurred the face of Gan Changan.
But the sword could not inch further.
Instead, slowly, it began to be pulled out.
It wasn’t that Yu Xi couldn’t more easily force the sword out, but on one hand, he had to preserve Gan Changan’s life, preventing the injury from worsening, while on the other hand, he needed to protect Dou Zhao, not to let his own "intervention" cause any harm to Dou Zhao.
This is the impartiality expected of the Yellow River Gathering’s main competition host.
Feeling that resolute and irresistible power, Dou Zhao acknowledged that it was no longer possible for him to cleave Gan Changan in two. Therefore, he raised his hand to withdraw the Tianxiao Sword and gently shook it.
The red and white substance attached to the blade flung off.
Although he did not manage to kill his opponent, he had ultimately won.
For the Chu people, battling the Qin perhaps holds greater significance than striving for supremacy.
At this time, Gan Changan, the unrivaled pride of Qin, was already dazed and senseless, his body mangled. His head was split open! It was only under Yu Xi’s protection that he avoided certain death.
And there stood Dou Zhao atop the arena, the Tianxiao Sword gripped in one hand reversed, his gaze towards the direction where the people of Chu had gathered in the stands, hands widely spread!
He didn’t say a word, he didn’t need to say anything.
In the stands, the Chu people, dressed in colorful clothing, started singing the sacrificial song of Chu.
"Wielding the Wu spear clad in rhino armor, chariots interweave with short weapons in close combat." (gu)
"Flags obscure the sun like enemy clouds, arrows fall as soldiers vie for the lead."
"..."
From Ye Laner to Xiang Bei to every Chu person present as a guest
Some with tears streaming, some with hoarse voices.
Some flushed with anger, some clenching their fists tightly.
They all sing together—
"When the celestial moment opposes, the divine fury rages, the harsh slaughter ends, abandoning the plains."
"..."
The battle at the Valley was too tragic, millions of Chu people lost their loved ones.
Children lost their fathers, wives without husbands, elders without children...
They seek revenge...
They desire to avenge their dishonor!
The Chu people sung in unison, the heartbreaking sacrificial song—
"If bravery defines truth and it’s coupled with might, ultimate strength endures, insurmountable, upright."
"Even in death the spirit shines, the soul resolute, transforming into a majestic ghostly king!"
Dou Zhao abruptly sheathed his sword, and the Chu people in the stands fell abruptly silent.
He whispered softly: "Even in death the spirit shines, the soul resolute, transforming into a majestic ghostly king!"
This prodigy who overwhelmed Gan Changan of Qin, within those brilliant eyes, unbeknownst when, tears had begun to stream down.
Who could forget national humiliation?
Compound it with familial enmity!
Among those mourning on the Valley plains, there too lies the spirit of his own uncle!
Now, can they rest in peace?
This is just the beginning...
This is only the beginning!
The Qin are seething with hatred, the Chu are overwhelmed with emotion.
But joy and sorrow do not intersect.
For others present, what’s more important remains the battle itself.
It is known throughout the world that the Seven Forms of Battle are unparalleled in strength.
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But truly experienced practitioners with firsthand knowledge of this "foremost killing technique of the present age" were exceedingly rare.
They knew it was powerful, but it was hard to grasp just how powerful it could be.
During this battle, Dou Zhao employed six forms of his combat techniques.
The [Heavenly Punishment] carried the might of heaven, [Human Calamity] harnessed calamitous energy, [Skin Bag Defeat] disintegrated flesh and blood, [Divinity Extinguishes] withered the light of Divine Skills, [Body Soul Decay] suppressed the Spirit, and [Sever Nature, Meet Myself] targeted the innermost heart.
It could be said that each form possessed an unpredictable might like that of ghosts and deities.
Indeed, it was the strongest killing technique Jiang Wangsheng had ever witnessed.
Gan Changan’s Causal Sword technique, likewise inherited from a True Monarch, was an exceptional sword skill, but before the Seven Forms of Battle, it paled in comparison.
What Jiang Wang paid more attention to was that even someone as strong as Dou Zhao, using the fierce Seven Forms of Battle with a resolve to kill, still could not slay Gan Changan in front of True Monarch Yu Xi.
This indicated just how difficult the task would be if Yu Xi were prepared.
Therefore, he must not let Yu Xi detect his murderous intent.
Without drawing the focused attention of this True Monarch, who was managing eight battles simultaneously, there might be a moment of oversight.
When that moment came, a gust of Buzhou Wind would shatter the Spirit. Would Yu Xi really pay a tremendous price for the sake of Lin Zhengren? freēwebnovel.com
Jiang Wang pondered silently while casually shifting his gaze.
The fight between Dou Zhao and Gan Changan had ended, but several other battles were still ongoing.
With a sweep of his eyes, Jiang Wang noticed one battle had finished even earlier than Dou Zhao’s.
It involved a man with long hair tied back, eyebrows sharp as autumn blades, and eyes bright and clear. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
He wore a sword at his waist, dressed in simple, unadorned martial attire, standing tall in the central arena marked with the letter "Bing," quietly watching the battle on the arena to his left.
Not far in front of him, there was only a pool of blood left; his opponent must have been carried away for treatment.
Jiang Wang already knew from before that this was Wei Country’s Ranger, Yan Shaofei.
The opponent he defeated early on was Ge Fei from Yue Country.
It was said that Yan Shaofei, of humble beginnings with neither a famous mentor nor adequate resources, grew up entirely through his own efforts. In Wei Land, his fame was immense, and he had numerous supporters, a figure among the Heroic Heroes.
That he could come this far, defeating Ge Fei of Yue Country’s renowned lineage and securing a top-four spot at the Yellow River Gathering, indeed indicated extraordinary strength. But to many, it seemed more a stroke of luck. After all, not everyone could be so fortunate to avoid crossing paths with the chosen ones of Overlord Countries.
If the champion of Jinguo’s External Building Environment had not withdrawn, he would have been targeted in the top sixteen...
Without time to observe him further, following Yan Shaofei’s line of sight, Jiang Wang also turned to watch the battle on his left.
That was the fight between Zhongxuan Zun and Mugu’s champion Na Liang.
In the arena, Zhongxuan Zun’s sun hung high in the sky, illuminating everything with its brilliance.
Still in flowing white robes and moving swiftly under the influence of Monster Art, he was dazzling to the eye.
The majority of the spectators’ attention was also focused on him.
The lean figure Na Liang, wearing a pair of sharp Iron Claws, crouched slightly and kept launching attacks.
Surprisingly, it was he who was pressing Zhongxuan Zun in battle!
His movements were unsightly.
Just bending his legs and then leaping up—a crude movement that seemed almost laughable.
But seeing the speed of his pounce, no one could manage to laugh.
His toes had barely left the ground when his Iron Claws were already close to Zhongxuan Zun.
His claw technique was equally unaesthetic.
Like a starving wolf pouncing on its prey—only the raw ferociousness without any beauty.
But under the sun’s radiance, he moved as fast as lightning, his Iron Claws repeatedly sweeping away the sun disc.
Zhong Xuan Ability, augmented by Monster Art, allowed Zhongxuan Zun to explore his surroundings in the blink of an eye, and even amidst the encircling forces of Bao Bozhao, Chao Yu, and Xie Baoshu, he moved freely...
Yet he seemed to have a hard time avoiding Na Liang!
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ps:
1. "Wielding Wu spears and clad in rhino-hide armor, chariots with tangled axles, short weapons clashed..." — From "Nine Songs·Lament for the Nation" by Qu Yuan
2. I hope to make every battle at the Yellow River Gathering spectacular, worth the name of a gathering of [Various Countries’ Chosen Ones].
The design of each battle, the conception of each Divine Skill, every technique, the character development of every chosen one...
I’ve tried my best to include so much.
Let’s leave tomorrow’s update to fate.
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