Free Web NovelChapter 1232: Chapter 411: Waking of Insects
"Deng... Qi! Why suddenly go by this name?" Helian Yunyun asked.
"Because there is a person surnamed Deng who will always be my hero’s banner."
Helian Yunyun sat closer, her cangqing eyes filled with tenderness, "Is this hero’s banner still flying now?"
"Pfft, I was just saying it casually. A new name for the Yellow River Gathering, new vibes!"
The admiration in the prairie girl’s eyes instantly turned into worship, "Casual words, yet carrying such stories and sounding so good, you truly have talent!"
Zhao Rucheng: ...
For some reason, standing on the Arena now, Zhao Rucheng suddenly remembered this conversation.
He had no intention of missing anyone, so he cut off this thought.
At this moment, his gaze towards his opponent was calm and steady.
Deng Yue was already dead.
This "death" might be on a physical level or a Spiritual Soul Level.
But either way, the thought and emotion belonging to Deng Yue must have already ceased.
He was very clear about this.
Because a living Deng Yue would never allow himself to become a threat he couldn’t handle.
The note sent from the Great Qin Town Prison was unreliable.
Deng Yue was the person he knew best, trusted the most, and the last one he could rely on in this world.
So he knew, even the Great Qin Town Prison could not stop Deng Yue from choosing death.
No matter how much vitality that finger retained or what indiscernible tricks he played, waiting in Fertility Country would only be a trap.
Without Deng Yue.
These four words, he repeated many times in his heart. They shattered his naively hopeful fantasies—not that he was naive, but regarding Deng Yue, he couldn’t control his feeble hopes.
But he knew, Deng Yue was already dead.
This was a result.
The meaning of "result" is... it can’t be changed. frёeωebɳovel.com
He was a smart man, and he always knew he couldn’t change the outcome.
It was the case in the past, it is now, and it will be in the future.
Hence he always evaded; he, who knew the times, abandoned his lofty aspirations.
But the disaster in Fenglin City made him decide to make some effort to at least protect those before him before the unchangeable "result" appeared.
Only this small effort, and nothing more.
And the "gift" from the Great Qin Town Prison.
He could no longer remain silent.
He began to want—to "repay" the "kindness"!
Looking around the world, there were only four or five families that could stand against Qin.
The closest to him was Mugu.
The nearest opportunity was at Guanhe Platform.
That’s why he stepped forward.
Competing for Mugu’s honor at the Yellow River Gathering was the fastest way to gain status in Mugu. The more dazzling the performance, the stronger the protection he could get, the more substantial the support.
Yin Wenhua was not chosen at random.
Outside of the favored sons of Overlord Country, Yin Wenhua was among the few with a noteworthy reputation, quite influential.
He was precisely borrowing this fame!
Yu Xi’s voice rang out.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this may very well be the most glorious moment of your lives..."
He unusually said a little more, evidently referring to Lin Zhengren’s matter with an implied meaning, and then said, "Please shine!"
The clear light separating the geniuses on the stage then vanished.
Boom, boom, boom!
The sound of thunder erupted.
Upon closer listening, it was not thunder but the hum of swords.
Yin Wenhua drew his sword, what flowed was not the light of the blade but electric flashes. Instantly summoning thunderous travels across the sky, all things stirred, and vigor flourished.
With this sword’s arrival, spring thunder shook, and spring plowing began.
It was indeed the Startling Hibernation Sword!
Merely the first hum of the sword could make one feel the vitality of spring.
Watching this sword advance, with the touring thunder, it felt like stepping on new spring grass, filled with profound sentiments.
Jiang Wang couldn’t help but laugh.
A good swordsman seeing good swordsmanship will inevitably feel joy at the sight. Although he wasn’t as obsessed with swords as Ning Jianke, he too had exceptional Sword Dao talent and loved swords as his own life.
Zi Shu had been hesitating, whether to watch Jiang Wang’s battle or his Academy senior brother Yin Wenhua’s—the decision wasn’t hard, but one always needs to struggle a bit, to show some indecision.
But once Lin Zhengren conceded, there was no need to struggle further.
Just watch closely...
Watch how Jiang Wang observes the battle between Yin Wenhua and Deng Qi!
She first noticed Jiang Wang’s admiring expression, then took note of Academy Senior Brother Yin Wenhua’s Startling Thunder Sword. She couldn’t help but praise: "What discerning eyesight!"
The Twenty-Four Solar Terms Swordsmanship, compiled by her father after all!
Even Li Longchuan, with his broad perspective, couldn’t help but be somewhat astonished. People were fighting brilliantly, yet why would she compliment the eyesight? It’s not right... Could there be some other meaning behind that remark? Is this the profound implication referred to by my uncle? Is this how Confucian scholars speak so mysteriously?
The very astute Xu Xiangqian then enviously glanced at Jiang Wang, and "supportively" looked at Zhao Wuyan.
Zhao Wuyan silently sighed. freewebnøvel.com
She never regretted her decisions, nor shunned the responsibility for her choices. But it was only this high-foreheaded individual who always made her feel regret.
Always in one moment thinking, this guy isn’t so bad after all... and the next, starting to question life itself.
Alas, watch the match.
On the field, thunder roared.
Suddenly, a sword flashed by.
Sword Qi flew about, exploding into peach blossoms around Deng Qi!
Deng Qi, with a thick bronze mask on his head, couldn’t show a trace of his real face. Yet for some reason, just standing there, he seemed to create the impression that these peach blossoms bloomed just for him, a perfect match for his presence.
Unfortunately, these are not real peach trees, and the peach blossoms are sword blossoms.
Beautiful indeed, but with killing intent lurking in every corner.
Deng Qi, unmoving from his spot, drew his sword as well.
He had no sword in his hand!
But with his left hand’s feigned grip, strands of Sword Qi fiercely shot forth.
This Sword Qi was sharp and relentless, tangible and material, turning into a color of dark metal.
Below the stage, someone cried out: "Geng Metal Sword Qi!"
Of course, this voice could not reach the Arena marked with the character "Bing," not enough to disturb the fight above the stage.
However, it made Jiang Wang listen more intently, paying even more attention.
Beholding Deng Qi’s left hand shaping the Geng Metal Sword Qi, his right hand also flipped and feigned a grip, signaling a sword draw.
Just like that, with his right hand’s feigning grip, he actually managed to pull out a sword!
A longsword twisted out of Geng Metal Sword Qi!
After Deng Qi "drew" this sword, he simply made a horizontal slash.
Zzzzzz!
The piercing sound of Sword Qi cutting through the air.
"Flower branches" split, "flower petals" shattered.
One sword stroke had already annihilated the entire field of peach trees and blossoms!
Yin Wenhua, with his graceful and handsome appearance, but acting with the "Startling Thunder," sword unsheathing like lightning, was clearly not of a soft disposition.
With a twist of his longsword, he swept up the fallen "peach blossoms."
Wrapping these strands of Sword Qi, the sword flicked again!
The battleground was instantly filled with the melodious chirping of birds, like a celestial symphony, entrancing the listeners into a daze.
The shattered Sword Qi gathered together, forming beautiful, golden birds.
These were "Warehouse Clattering Birds."
The chirping rose and fell, playing a splendid piece.
And the golden Warehouse Clattering Birds spread across the skies, assaulting Deng Qi from various angles.
Yin Wenhua’s variation of Startling Thunder here bore a striking resemblance to the magic of the Eight Tones Flame Sparrows.
But Deng Qi, wielding the Geng Metal Sword, simply made another horizontal slice.
His "sword" halfway through the slash, suddenly dispersed. Exploding into countless strands of dark metal Geng Metal Sword Qi, they whistled faintly.
Each strand of Sword Qi embodied the essence of that horizontal slash.
Those golden Sword Qi birds were instantly decapitated, falling like rain!
And as Deng Qi clenched his fist, the Geng Metal Sword reformed in his grasp.
Finally, he stepped forward!
Yin Wenhua altered his swordplay once again.
Pointing with his longsword from a distance, he initiated the final transformation of Startling Thunder.
Startling Thunder has three signs. The first sign is peach blossoms blooming; the second is Warehouse Clattering Birds singing; the third is eagles transforming into doves!
With the first sign breaking, the second dying, now, in the third sign, spring is redefined!
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