HLnovel Chapter 241 One Sword Shakes Five Absolutes
Chapter 241 One Sword Shakes Five Absolutes
"Let's take action!"
Huang Yaoshi held his sword in one hand, looked at Duan Zhengchun expressionlessly, and said in a loud voice, as if his long-dormant competitive spirit had been suddenly stirred up.
"Please go first, senior."
Duan Zhengchun smiled and answered casually.
"You are the junior, so you should make the first move. Otherwise, people will think that I am bullying the younger one and not giving you a chance."
Huang Yaoshi said confidently, as if he had already determined that he would win this battle.
“But if I make the first move, you will not have the chance to make a move.”
Duan Zhengchun shook his head and said in a serious tone.
Both of them are incredibly confident, and now they are going head-to-head like needles facing off, both giving it their all.
"What a loud tone!"
"Since that's the case, I'd like to see for myself!"
Huang Yaoshi snorted and, as soon as he finished speaking, rushed towards Duan Zhengchun. He quickly twirled his long sword in mid-air and then thrust it at Duan Zhengchun!
This sword strike possesses the power to uproot mountains and the might to overwhelm the world!
No wonder he is Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, one of the Five Great Masters of the World!
However, Duan Zhengchun remained standing still, watching Huang Yaoshi rushing towards him with a smile on his face, as if he was stunned by the momentum of Huang Yaoshi's sword!
"Master Yin! Danger!"
Some onlookers had already begun to worry about Duan Zhengchun and couldn't help but loudly remind him.
However, before he could finish speaking, Duan Zhengchun, who had been motionless, suddenly rushed out like lightning, and then instantly transformed into nine figures, rushing towards Huang Yaoshi with lightning speed!
Such bizarre and amazing movement skills stunned everyone present!
Huang Yaoshi's expression changed instantly. Looking at the nine figures in all directions, he suddenly didn't know what to do!
Everything happened too fast; in a short time, he couldn't tell which one was Duan Zhengchun's true form!
Immediately afterwards, with a crisp clang of metal, Duan Zhengchun and Huang Yaoshi had already brushed past each other in an instant, and the nine figures merged into one!
The scene was deathly silent. Everyone stared wide-eyed at the two people standing in the middle, their mouths agape in astonishment.
No one knew what happened, and no one even saw whether Duan Zhengchun actually drew his sword!
Immediately afterwards, the sword in Huang Yaoshi's hand suddenly broke into several pieces and slowly fell to the ground. A strand of gray hair also slowly drifted to the ground along with the broken blade!
Huang Yaoshi has been defeated!
Duan Zhengchun used only one sword strike!
Looking across the world, there is absolutely no one else who could defeat Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, with a single sword strike!
After a brief moment of astonishment, the excited crowd erupted in a deafening cheer, their eyes filled with shock and excitement as they looked at Duan Zhengchun.
Although Duan Zhengchun only used one sword, that one sword was enough to shock the heavens and the earth!
The Demonic Sword of the Azure Sky truly lives up to its name!
"I never imagined that Brother Yin's swordsmanship would be so unpredictable and impossible to defend against!"
"I have lost."
Huang Yaoshi slowly turned around to look at Duan Zhengchun, and said with a slight frown.
He hadn't expected that Duan Zhengchun's swordsmanship had reached such a high level; he was completely convinced of his defeat.
Now he finally believed what Duan Zhengchun had said earlier: if Duan Zhengchun had made the first move, he would have had no chance to make a move!
"Accepted."
Duan Zhengchun smiled, raised his hand in a fist salute, and said with a smile.
There was no arrogance or pride after winning, only respect between masters.
The fourth round of challenges has now concluded, leaving only the final round!
"Grandmaster?"
As Huang Yaoshi left the scene, Duan Zhengchun slowly looked at Master Yideng, who had been standing in the crowd, and clasped his hands in a salute.
"Amitabha."
Master Yideng murmured softly and slowly walked into the arena, once again drawing everyone's attention.
Everyone wanted to see Duan Zhengchun unleash his second sword strike!
This time, they must try their best to see things clearly!
However, Master Yideng's next words made them all look disappointed.
"Congratulations, Benefactor Yin! You have become the ultimate victor and will be the top of the Five Greats in the Third Mount Hua Sword Tournament!"
Master Yideng put his hands together, smiled, and said something.
Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun raised his eyebrows, and a gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.
"Master, what do you mean by this?"
Guo Jing slowly walked out, looked at Master Yideng with a puzzled expression, and asked softly.
“Monks should be free from worldly thoughts and not concern themselves with worldly affairs. They should not have come to participate in the sword competition long ago. Talented people emerge in every generation of the martial arts world. Since that’s the case, let’s leave the opportunity to the younger generation.”
"From now on, this old monk will no longer participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament."
Master Yideng smiled and said meaningfully.
Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned. No one had expected that Master Yideng would make such a decision.
This is a pity, after all, Master Yideng was the number one master in Buddhism.
However, since Master Yideng had already made his decision, no one would force him to do anything, so the third Mount Hua Sword Tournament came to an end.
After the final ranking based on martial arts skills, Huang Yaoshi retained the title of Eastern Heretic, Guo Jing was titled Northern Hero, Yang Guo was titled Western Madman, and the Old Urchin was titled Southern Divine.
Since Duan Zhengchun became the final victor, he naturally became the leader of the Five Greats in this Mount Hua Sword Tournament, known as the Central Sword Evil!
After this battle, Duan Zhengchun naturally became the number one in the world!
When he was dueling with Huang Yaoshi, he did not actually use his full strength, at least not in front of everyone, he did not use his ultimate move of controlling the sword with his qi!
Shortly afterward, everyone bid farewell and left Mount Hua.
Since Duan Zhengchun decided to return to Qixia Mountain with his wife and children to continue their seclusion, he took the opportunity to follow Guo Jing and his wife on their way to Xiangyang.
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Five days later.
The headquarters of the Beggars' Sect.
Duan Zhengchun and Guo Jing sat facing each other in the pavilion in the courtyard, drinking and chatting happily.
Since it was already late when they arrived in Xiangyang, Duan Zhengchun decided to stay overnight at the Beggars' Sect headquarters at the invitation of Mr. and Mrs. Guo.
"I never imagined that after so many years, Brother Yin, you would have become the number one in the world. If Master Changchun knew this news, he would be very happy for you."
"If Master Chongyang could know this in the afterlife, he would surely be very pleased, after all, he was the leader of the Five Greats in the first Mount Hua Sword Tournament."
After taking a sip of wine, Guo Jing said something meaningful.
It is indeed a cause for celebration for the Quanzhen Sect that the title of the Five Greats has once again been won by a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect after many years.
"They are all just empty titles. Besides, there are always people better than you, and there is always something beyond your understanding. No one can be the best in the world forever."
Duan Zhengchun smiled and spoke slowly.
Even he himself never imagined that one day he would become the so-called number one in the world in this completely new world.
"That may be true, but there is no one else in the world who can defeat my father-in-law Huang Yaoshi with a single sword strike."
"But I don't understand, Brother Yin, you are so young, why did you choose to live in seclusion?"
Guo Jing looked at Duan Zhengchun with a puzzled expression.
"Although I have killed many people and made a lot of noise, I am not actually a person who likes fighting and killing."
"There's nothing wrong with living in seclusion, especially with fine wine and a lover by your side. Isn't that wonderful?"
Duan Zhengchun smiled and said something, then tilted his head back and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.
Guo Jing smiled and shook his head, then nodded, silently refilling his and Duan Zhengchun's wine cups.
"Brother Guo, do you plan to stay in Xiangyang City indefinitely?"
Duan Zhengchun paused for a moment, then asked slowly.
Guo Jing nodded, saying meaningfully, "Although Möngke is dead and the border is temporarily peaceful, I always feel that the Mongol Tartars will never give up easily, and there will inevitably be another battle on the border."
"Perhaps it is my destiny to stay in Xiangyang for the rest of my life."
Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun frowned slightly but said nothing more.
He had long guessed the fate of the Song and Mongol states, knowing that the Mongol conquest of Song was a foregone conclusion, but he did not want to dampen Guo Jing's spirits, and even if Guo Jing knew the outcome, he would not change his decision.
After several rounds of drinks, Duan Zhengchun parted ways with Guo Jing and slowly returned to his residence.
Just after passing through an archway, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking Duan Zhengchun's path.
Duan Zhengchun looked closely and realized that it was Guo Fu, whom he had not seen for a long time.
"Mother said that Brother Yin is leaving Xiangyang first thing tomorrow morning?"
Guo Fu looked at Duan Zhengchun and asked listlessly...