Helian Yunyun sat gracefully on the spectator stand.
She looked rather noble and dignified as she watched the battle on the stage without saying a word.
In fact, she was pinching herself with her nails to prevent herself from jumping up and cheering — after all, her mother, the great Empress of the Mu Kingdom, had descended here.
It was her own business to chase after Zhao Rucheng in private.
If she was shameless in front of everyone …
The pearl in her palm might become a mud ball under her feet.
Therefore, she sat gracefully and steadily, not moving at all.
Sitting beside her was a … nun wearing a bamboo hat and a black veil.
Her black robe was very loose, making it difficult to see her figure.
Yesterday, Helian Yunyun was still sitting alone in a dignified manner, so this tightly covered black clothed nun only came today.
She had not spoken since the start of the battle. Only when she saw Deng Qi's sword finger did she ask in surprise, "Your Mu Kingdom has such a Killing technique with such a deep Buddhist charm?"
It was inevitable that she would be surprised.
A godly nation like the Mu Kingdom had a strong rejection of foreign Extraordinary Power.
Even the Confucian School could not open an academy in the Mu Kingdom, let alone the School of Buddhism, which also had a strong religious significance.
"The Mu Kingdom has vast territory and abundant resources. Tianjiao is like the rain. What Killing techniques do we not have?"
Helian Yunyun waved her hand indifferently. "It's not surprising."
On the opposite side of the spectator stand, Chen Siwu of the Song Kingdom also frowned.
Tianjiao, who could represent the Mu Kingdom in the Battle of the Yellow River, was definitely not ordinary. No matter how strong they were, it was acceptable.
Jin Ge, who came from the famous Jin family, was famous for his violent killing power. Deng Qi could replace Jin Ge before the start of the battle, so he was definitely not weak.
He would not underestimate him.
The Song Kingdom also did not have the right to underestimate the Mu Kingdom.
What made him frown was that Deng Qi had learned a lot of things. Up until now, he had not shown the power of the Divine Sect, nor had he shown the ultimate techniques of any of the Mu Kingdom's true blood families. Even the famous secret techniques of the Mu Kingdom's imperial court were nowhere to be seen.
What he used were obscure and unpopular secret techniques that had never been heard of before.
For example, many people knew about the Geng Metal Sword Aura. There were also quite a few Killing techniques that used the Geng Metal Sword Qi as the foundation.
However, for it to be so pure and sharp, and to be able to use it to such an extent where it could gather and disperse at will … The Killing technique that Deng Qi had used was truly terrifying. It was just that no one knew what its name was and who it was inherited from.
The Small Formless Flower Pinching Sword Finger that he was using now was a combination of Buddhism and Taoism. It was created by an expert who entered Taoism through Buddhism, but it was an inheritance from a thousand years ago.
Chen Siwu was only able to recognize it because he had read about it in an ancient book.
How many trump cards like this did Deng Qi have?
He himself was proficient in the Six Arts, using the Five Archery Rites, 'White Arrow', 'Can Lian', 'Shan Zhu', 'Xiang Chi', and 'Jing Yi' to achieve Dao. (yan)
He could be considered to have read a lot of books, and his cultivation was very diverse.
However, he couldn't see through Deng Qi at all …
He couldn't see through his master's lineage, and he couldn't see through his background. It was as if everything about this person was hidden under that strange bronze mask …
And there were endless possibilities.
He shook his head.
Facing such a Tianjiao, Yin Wenhua had no chance.
Song Country didn't enter the top eight in the arena, and now the Inner Mansion Arena would also be eliminated in the first round of the competition.
Suddenly, the pressure on his body became even greater …
Song Country's strongest Tianjiao had already made a judgment outside the arena. However, Yin Wenhua himself naturally disagreed.
In other words, no matter who denied him, he would only seek an answer from his Zhuming Sword.
Deng Qi used the Small Formless Flower Pinching Sword Finger and instantly cleared the arena.
Yin Wenhua didn't have time to continue the second transformation of the Qingming Sword. He directly held the Zhuming Sword in reverse!
As the saying goes, "A candle in a dark room is bright". This sword was a sword that was buried in ancient books and seeking knowledge. Of course, it was also determined to forge ahead.
It was in the list of famous weapons in Song Country.
He had used this sword to defend himself since he was young. Their minds were already connected.
When he held the sword in reverse, a blazing light suddenly soared into the sky and went straight to Deng Qi.
The sword aura was like a rainbow!
There were three stages in the Qingming Sword.
The first stage was Tong Shihua; the second stage was the transformation of a field mouse into a mouse; the third stage was the beginning of a rainbow!
Now, it was the third stage.
The light covered the sun, and the rainbow pierced through the sky!
The sky was opened. Distance did not exist. The air was connected. This sword was like a divine light descending from the sky. In the eyes of the spectators, they could only see a brilliant rainbow! It was dazzling and eye-catching!
But …
Deng Qi's five fingers were like a blooming flower. It was like playing the zither on a summer night, like the drums in autumn, like picking flowers in spring. It was extremely beautiful. It was full of leisure. Who knows how, but with a twist, he grabbed the rainbow in his hand!
The five fingers holding the rainbow.
This scene was too beautiful. It was like a poem.
It was intoxicating and amazing!
The flowers bloomed and withered, the birth and death of fate.
The Small Formless Flower Pinching Sword Finger crushed the rainbow of sword aura!
At this moment.
Deng Qi, who was strolling forward, and Yin Wenhua, who was striding forward, met in the middle of the arena!
Since the start of the battle, they had already exchanged a few rounds. However, this was the first time they were so close to each other.
This distance was very subtle.
The Zhuming Sword was three and a half feet long.
This was a distance that could kill with one sword!
Therefore, when the rainbow of sword aura of the Qingming Sword was shattered, Yin Wenhua's sword momentum changed again. He turned around and slashed with his sword!
The sword rose like a swan goose and let out the cry of a mystic bird.
The air howled and sword qi streaked.
The cry of a swan goose, the cry of a mystic bird and the cry of a hundred birds!
The divine power of the Clear Sword Heart was not only extremely beneficial to the cultivation of sword techniques, its effects were also immediate in attacks. The moves were pure and he could do as he pleased.
The White Dew Sword also had three conditions.
The first condition was the arrival of a swan goose, the second condition was the return of a mystic bird and the third condition was a flock of birds.
Yin Wenhua controlled the three conditions with a single sword and pushed the sword to its peak!
Instantly, a hundred birds chirped and flew around Deng Qi. They pecked and fell like rain.
The entire arena was filled with the sword light of the Zhuming Sword. The entire sky and ground were filled with the sword qi of the White Dew Sword.
That sword destroyed one's vision and senses. One could only see the white dew and wait for the birds.
The sword qi streaked across like a hundred birds worshipping a phoenix.
Those who were not phoenixes would definitely die!
The terrifying sword intent, sword qi and sword light had already enveloped Deng Qi completely.
However, that was not the end.
The true meaning of that sword was …
"The birds are storing food for the winter solstice!"
Therefore, the true killing move was actually the other sword move of the 24 Solar Terms Sword Technique —
Winter Solstice Sword!
Yin Wenhua used the White Dew Sword to create momentum and the Winter Solstice Sword to win. It was in line with the principle of autumn and winter. It was also the Dao of nature's cycle.
If one did not master the 24 Solar Terms Sword Classic thoroughly, they would definitely not be able to do that.
When the White Dew Sword accumulated power to its peak, the power of the Winter Solstice Sword would be terrifying!
He would truly be able to cause the winter solstice to wither with a single sword strike.
Back then, the Dragon Gate Mountain Master, Yao Fu, became famous because he changed the heavens and earth with a single sword strike. He caused midsummer to turn into winter and killed all his opponents.
Of course, Yin Wenhua could not do that. However, it should not be a problem for him to kill all the snowflakes within three steps.
That was a killing move.
However …
Deng Qi's casual footsteps suddenly turned.
He walked very strangely. He clearly took a step to the right, but when his foot landed, he avoided the surging sword qi and sword light and stepped within three feet of Yin Wenhua!
What kind of footwork was that?
Just as this thought appeared in Yin Wenhua's mind, he suddenly saw the shadow of a Great Golden-Winged Roc pouncing toward him!
This bird fed on dragons. Although it was not a phoenix, it was unharmed by the worship of hundreds of birds.
Upon closer inspection, it was a holy and dazzling golden sword finger!
It was fast, too fast!
Just as his eyes caught sight of the finger, the sword finger had already touched his forehead!
The White Dew Sword Classic was not over, and the Winter Solstice Sword Classic was not over yet.
The timing of the finger was perfect. It interrupted the continuation of summer and winter and stopped the momentum of the killing move.
Intense pain spread out in an instant.
When Yin Wenhua felt the pain, a ball of clear light had already enveloped him.
Yu Qian made his move …
Yu Qian judged that he was in danger of dying!
Yin Wenhua instantly lost all his strength. He could only watch as the two fingers, which looked like they were made of gold, were slowly pulled out of the wound between his eyebrows.
'How can I lose?'
He thought.
'I cultivate the 24 Solar Terms Sword Classic, and I am unparalleled among those in the same realm.
Dou Zhao can dominate the world with the Seven Fighting Styles, and the Mountain Master's 24 Solar Terms Sword Classic is also one of the best in the world.
'How can I …'
He fell in the first round of the official competition.
He left home when he was young and abandoned his life of luxury to study at Longmen Academy. He practiced martial arts in the morning and at night every day. He never dared to slack off.
He went from a toddler to this day and became the pride of his family. He represented Song Kingdom and stepped onto the Riverview Platform.
Those cold nights when he practiced his sword, those mornings when he studied hard …
'Is this all I can do?'
'I have only used four of the 24 Solar Terms Sword Classic.'
The Mountain Master always said that there was more Tianjiao than Tianjiao. Beyond the tall mountains, there were taller mountains.
'This is all I can do …'
Yin Wenhua had a very cool feeling.
For some reason, the blood flowing from between his eyebrows …
It was not warm.
Perhaps it was because …
It was a pity.
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