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Chapter 198: Sword Nine Huang, the Second Strongest in the World, the Sword of the Mortal Realm! (Pa
Chapter 198: Sword Nine Huang, the Second Strongest in the World, the Sword of the Mortal Realm! (Part 2)
Simultaneous attacks? That's easier said than done! A large-scale attack is simple, but attacking everyone simultaneously is incredibly difficult!
There will always be a split-second difference in timing.
And that slight difference is enough for the Armored Symbolic Army to survive.
So, instead of spreading your forces thin and attempting the near-impossible task of attacking everyone simultaneously, it's better to focus on taking down one person or engaging in a large-scale battle..."
But the Armored Symbolic Army's specialty is winning against stronger opponents and outnumbering their enemies.
If you had more people, they wouldn't play by your rules.
That's why the Armored Symbolic Army is so troublesome.
Sword Nine Huang prepared himself for a tough battle.
But the one-armed old man's words made him smirk.
"You're exaggerating."
"Even if it's him, after experiencing that incident, his mind and body would have suffered greatly. Even if he fell from his cultivation realm, it's impossible for him to succeed, right?"
However...
As soon as Sword Nine Huang had this thought, the old man raised a branch and slashed downward.
A powerful sword aura appeared out of thin air, instantly sweeping across all the Armored Symbolic Army soldiers.
Most astonishingly, there was no difference in timing!
He truly attacked everyone simultaneously.
This was bizarre.
It defied all logic.
At least, that's how it appeared to the naked eye.
But in reality, the one-armed old man had achieved the impossible!
Over 36,000 Armored Symbolic Army soldiers, under this single sword strike, had their armor shattered, their bodies pierced, hearts crushed, and their Niwan Palace pierced, causing their spiritual consciousness to dissipate and their deaths.
"What?!"
Sword Nine Huang was shocked beyond belief.
He instantly realized how absurd his earlier thoughts were.
He actually thought he could fight this old man, who had experienced those events and fallen from his cultivation realm?
It was a joke! He had no sense of self-preservation!
He had no chance!
If they fought, how could he possibly survive?
Death was certain!
Xu Fenglai gasped in disbelief.
Although he had never fought the Armored Symbolic Army, they were no strangers to him.
As a fake playboy, he had thoroughly researched these potential rivals, especially the Armored Symbolic Army, a crucial force.
He knew how troublesome they could be!
And now, with a branch as a sword, he had broken through the armor of 36,000 soldiers?
Li Jian Shen?!
With the old man's missing arm and such formidable power, how could Xu Fenglai not guess his identity?!
In the Four Directions Immortal Kingdom, Li Jian Shen was a sword legend! If not for his past, he would have ascended long ago! He was once acknowledged as the most promising candidate to defeat the second-best in the world. Alas...
There were no what-ifs.
"You recognized me?"
Li Jian Shen chuckled, "You're lucky, kid."
"I don't have time for chit-chat."
"Let's go."
"I promised to protect you, and I will."
"I'll take you to Martial Emperor City and then back to North Liang. As for after that..."
"It's up to you."
"Thank you, Senior!"
Xu Fenglai smiled.
He seemed delighted and surprised, but in reality, everything was under his control.
Why did he spread the news of Sword Nine Huang challenging the second-best in the world? To lure you out, of course~
To deal with Empress Zhou and the others?
Even with my strategy, I'm still human, not a god.
I can't take them on alone.
With Li Jian Shen here, and with our journey to Martial Emperor City, my chances of protecting Old Huang increase by at least fifty percent!
This way, I can rest easy.
...
"A one-armed man broke through the armor of 36,000 soldiers with a branch?"
"And among them was a Seventh Stage leader?!"
Inside King Zhu's Manor.
King Zhu's eyebrows twitched, his heart bleeding.
"Damn it! That damn Xu Fenglai and that damn Li Jian Shen!"
Although he hadn't witnessed it himself, the outcome was enough to convince him that Li Jian Shen was responsible. However, he didn't want to know the old man's identity; he was heartbroken!
Heartbroken for the Armored Symbolic Army he had cultivated at great cost.
"Why did Xu Fenglai go crazy and come here? Why didn't he go somewhere else? Even the Imperial City would have been better!"
"He came to my territory and caused me such a huge loss! This is outrageous!"
He was furious.
If Xu Fenglai had gone elsewhere, he wouldn't have suffered these losses, at least not now!
"Your Highness."
His subordinate's face turned pale. "Should we send someone to intercept them?"
"What's in your head?"
"Do you only think about women?" King Zhu scolded. "Intercept them? Who will go? You?"
"Don't you know who Li Jian Shen is?"
"He's already made his move. Who can stop him?"
"Even if he's not at his peak, he's still unstoppable!"
"But..." The subordinate hesitated. "What if the Empress blames us..."
"Blame?"
"I'm just being honest!"
"Li Jian Shen is helping Xu Fenglai. If they have the ability, let them face the consequences themselves!"
"If they succeed, I'll pour wine for them myself!" King Zhu coldly laughed.
"Okay..."
The subordinate smiled bitterly. "Yes, Your Highness."
...
The ten-day deadline had arrived. Outside Martial Emperor City.
Numerous cultivators from the Four Directions Immortal Kingdom gathered from afar, some alone, some in small groups, all eagerly awaiting.
Some had even come from other regions, drawn by the chance to witness the second-best in the world in action.
The Four Directions Immortal Kingdom wasn't large.
But...
Its strength was undeniable. To survive amidst the surrounding top-tier immortal kingdoms and thrive was proof of its exceptionality.
And the biggest reason is that he is the second strongest under heaven!
He is too powerful.
Even among the top-tier Immortal Kingdoms, there may not be an existence with such strength.
Therefore, even though the second strongest under heaven does not pledge allegiance to the Four Directions Immortal Kingdom, wherever he is, everyone must give him some face.
Also because he is too domineering, upon learning that he is about to make a move, many non-Four Directions Immortal Kingdom members rush to join in the excitement and witness the strength of the second strongest under heaven.
The sun rises high in the sky.
Finally.
Xu Fenglai and his group of three arrive.
Xu Fenglai strides forward, his bearing majestic.
Behind him, Sword Nine Huang follows closely, his expression grave.
Li Jian Shen, on the other hand, remains relaxed, his face unchanged, as if nothing matters, as if everything is under his control.
"This, is this Martial Emperor City?"
From a distance, Xu Fenglai can't help but be surprised.
Martial Emperor City is extremely vast!
It is one of the 'Holy Lands' of the Northern Martial Cultivators!
Of course, this Holy Land is not that Holy Land.
It's just the 'Martial Arts Holy Land' in his mind.
But even so, it's still astonishing.
The tall, mottled walls stretch for an unknown number of li.
They are covered in scars.
These are the traces left by years of great battles, but they are not the scars of invasions by large armies; they are the marks left by the world's top experts when they came to challenge the second strongest under heaven.
They are 'battle scars', but they are also marks of honor.
Having the qualifications and courage to challenge the second strongest under heaven and fight him is a form of honor.
Regardless of victory or defeat, they will be praised and sung about by countless people.
Besides this, on the walls, there are countless treasures densely packed!
Most of them are flying swords.
And among them are some well-known existences.
Even more, most of them are 'Dao Soldiers'!
As for their owners, they are all dead.
It's not that the second strongest under heaven is bloodthirsty; it's just that after fighting to the end, they really couldn't survive.
Xu Fenglai glances around, and on the walls, there are over a thousand Dao Soldier-level treasures! But after so many years, no one dares to steal or grab them!
It's like the saying, everyone wants to kill Xie Xun to take the Dragon-Slaying Saber.
The Heaven-Reliant Sword was stuck in Wudang for seven years, but no one dared to take it...
And the value of Dao Soldiers far surpasses the Heaven-Reliant Sword by many times; this is undoubtedly a spectacle.
"Old Huang, how confident are you?"
As they approach, Xu Fenglai asks.
Li Jian Shen smirks and shakes his head.
Sword Nine Huang can't help but laugh, "I have about one-tenth confidence."
"Not bad!"
Xu Fenglai is surprised.
Could it be that Old Huang has some trump card that his master doesn't know about?
He actually has one-tenth confidence to win!
"What I mean is..."
Sword Nine Huang sighs, "I have about one-tenth confidence to survive."
Xu Fenglai: "..."
Oh, come on!
Did I get it wrong?
But with only one-tenth confidence? Impossible! I'm here!
Xu Fenglai no longer hesitates.
Below the walls of Martial Emperor City, Sword Nine Huang's expression is solemn. He straightens his clothes, not a single detail overlooked.
It's as if he's not here to challenge but to get married.
After that, under everyone's gaze, Xu Fenglai and Sword Nine Huang separate, and Sword Nine Huang walks alone to the city gate, his chest puffed out and his sword energy bursting forth.
Hah!
The sound of the sword's cry rises.
Sword energy surges into the nine heavens.
On the wall, a flying sword, which has been stuck there for an unknown number of years, trembles and then 'pulls itself out', breaking through the air and falling into Sword Nine Huang's hand.
"Old friend, you've waited long enough."
"So many years, letting you stand alone here, it's been too lonely."
"I don't know if you hate me."
"But, I'm here."
"Today, please help me with all your strength."
At this moment.
Old Huang is no longer despicable.
He's completely like a changed person.
He's no longer the old Huang who stole chickens and dogs, cheated and betrayed his teammates.
Instead, he's the old Huang who once had a great reputation, carved out his own path, and challenged the second strongest under heaven at his peak—Sword Nine Huang!
"The second strongest under heaven, Wang Zhe Xian!"
"I, Sword Nine Huang, have returned."
"That battle years ago was a joke, making you wait so long."
"Today, please fight me again, to make up for that battle back then."
At this moment.
Wang Zhe Xian appears.
He stands on the wall, his eyebrows lowered, looking at Sword Nine Huang, and a faint smile appears on his face.
"I have no damn splendor."
Sword Nine Huang self-deprecatingly smiles, "It's only because of you that after so many years, you're still the second strongest under heaven!"
"Today, I only ask for an all-out battle."
"Good."
Wang Zhe Xian nods, "That battle back then, your sword path also opened my eyes a bit. But after so many years, have you improved?"
"One battle will tell."
Sword Nine Huang takes a deep breath.
He turns his head, looks at Xu Fenglai, and a familiar smile appears on his face.
And when he turns back, his eyes are filled with intense battle intent.
"After years of silence, I hope you won't be disappointed."
Sword Nine Huang takes a deep breath, stimulates his own energy, and at this moment, his spirit and vitality reach their peak. The sword in his hand also bursts forth with astonishing sword energy.
"Watch closely and learn well."
Li Jian Shen stops looking down on him and says solemnly, "This is his final sword song."
"It also shows my respect for you."
"Understood!"
Xu Fenglai nods heavily.
Me, how could I let you die, Old Huang!
"I'll make a fool of myself!"
Sword Nine Huang laughs heartily, casting aside everything, just to fight with all his might.
"One Sword Opens Dust and Serpents!"
Riiiiip!
The sword slashes, and the sword energy surges like dragons and snakes.
Wang Zhe Xian's expression remains unchanged. He doesn't retreat but advances, meeting the dragon-like sword energy head-on. He takes a big step forward, and a pair of iron fists following the sword energy.
Boom!
With one punch, the heavens and earth tremble.
The sword energy shatters.
Sword Nine Huang is not surprised. The long sword in his hand emits an excited sword cry, and his second sword technique follows closely: "Yin-Yang Twin Lotus!"
This is his second sword technique, and it's his favorite move. He uses the principles of Yin and Yang to unleash two strands of sword energy that intertwine like a twin lotus, an unending cycle.
"But, I can't do anything to Wang Zhe Xian."
"What a thrill, what a thrill!"
Jian Jiuhuang burst into laughter, his spirit soaring: "Again!"
"The sword aura weighs three pounds!"
"The dust swirls four clouds!"
Two consecutive sword strikes.
Wang Zhe Xian's martial might surged like a rainbow, unstoppable.
Jian Jiuhuang retreated.
Wang Zhe Xian didn't pursue but instead furrowed his brows: "You named your sword techniques after the number nine, yet now you only have one sword in hand. Your strength has diminished, and it's not thrilling enough!"
"Indeed."
"Without all nine swords, I feel the same way."
Jian Jiuhuang chuckled silently.
At this moment, Chen Ergou arrived, carrying a rather eye-catching sword box on his back.
"Old man."
"I brought your sword box. Catch!"
Boom! Chen Ergou threw the sword box from a distance, and it tore through the air, stirring up a storm.
The old man, Huang, let out a hearty laugh and caught it, standing tall with pride.
He turned around once more, looking at Xu Fenglai.
"Your Highness, watch this."
This, is the true, Jian Jiuhuang.
Thud! The sword box landed on the ground.
Huang gently caressed the sword box, his expression filled with sighs and complexity, as if gazing upon a long-lost lover. Then, he formed a sword finger with his right hand.
"Return to the sheath!"
The sword box opened, and the flying sword that Huang had just used in battle instantly returned to its sheath, while the sword box closed as well.
Huang took a deep breath.
Pat! He lightly patted the sword box.
The sword box slowly opened, revealing nine famous swords to the onlookers.
"Wang Zhe Xian, I've kept you waiting!"
"Jian Jiuhuang... I challenge you!"
"Good!" Wang Zhe Xian stroked his beard and laughed heartily: "Let me see the brilliance of your final sword technique!"
"The final sword technique?"
"No rush, no rush!"
He still had to demonstrate the sword techniques for the prince.
Swish!
The sword finger pointed horizontally.
Five flying swords unsheathed, attacking Wang Zhe Xian.
"Sword Five!"
"Wind and Snow Delivering Bodhisattva!"
This was his fifth sword technique, also his most compassionate move. With the force of wind and snow, he unleashed a sword aura as cold as ice, resembling the Western Goddess of Mercy, capable of sending enemies to their deaths.
However, his current opponent was Wang Zhe Xian.
Wang Zhe Xian stood in place, carefully sensing the sword technique and countering it, even though he couldn't use the sect points.
The gap in their strength was too vast.
This Sword Five still couldn't make him budge, not even a flicker of emotion.
Jian Jiuhuang wasn't in a hurry. As his technique was countered, he immediately waved his sword finger again.
The sixth flying sword appeared from thin air.
"Sword Six, Six Heavens Six Paths Lock Life and Death!"
This was his most profound technique, unleashing six paths of sword aura surrounding his body, like the six paths of reincarnation, capable of sealing an opponent's life and death.
"It's starting to get interesting."
Wang Zhe Xian spoke.
"Fist Shatters Mountains and Rivers!"
The fist shadow filled the sky, colliding with the sword aura, creating a terrifying wave, yet both disappeared without causing any damage.
Numerous onlookers were astonished.
"This sword technique is truly powerful!"
"It's not that Jian Jiuhuang is weak, but Wang Zhe Xian is too strong."
"So, he fought to this extent, and the aftermath canceled each other out, leaving not a trace. This, is Wang Zhe Xian's might?"
"Jian Jiuhuang... seems to be going all out!"
Amidst their exclamations, Jian Jiuhuang burst into laughter.
"The second under heaven, even more brilliant than before."
"Again!"
"Sword Seven, Seven Swords Picking Stars!"
The seventh flying sword unsheathed.
This was Jian Jiuhuang's most majestic technique, unleashing seven stars' aura, with seven sword auras rising like seven connected pearls, suppressing the stars in the sky, as if seven stars were crashing down.
"Fist Pierces the Void!"
Wang Zhe Xian's move was still just a fist.
They canceled each other out once more.
He was like an unfathomable ocean, with profound depth and unmatched foundation, capable of blocking all enemies.
No matter how strong the opponent, he could precisely utilize the same force to completely counter it, not a bit more or less.
"Haha, Wang Zhe Xian, what a thrill! Again!"
"Sword Eight!"
Eight swords flew simultaneously.
Huang's face turned crimson, as he exerted his full strength.
The same sword technique, compared to when he used it against Wang Teng, was a thousand times more powerful.
It seemed even the heavens were trembling!
"Sword Eight, Final Song, Eight Immortals Bow!"
The eighth sword was Jian Jiuhuang's most poignant technique, unleashing the beauty of music, with eight sword auras playing a melody, like the Eight Immortals paying tribute, capable of moving heaven, earth, and man.
Countless cultivators were unconsciously moved to tears...
But it was still useless against Wang Zhe Xian.
His body was like an abyss, his foundation like the ocean.
"This was where the battle ended back then."
Wang Zhe Xian spoke, his face showing anticipation: "Your sword techniques are not weak. Over the years, you've improved. Even though I've seen it once, I'm still amazed to see it again."
"But, it's still isn't enough!"
"Let me see your ninth sword!"
"Haha, good."
Jian Jiuhuang's eyes flashed with determination, as he burned his essence blood, forcefully pushing himself to his true 'ultimate realm', his personal peak.
"Back then, the ninth sword was still incomplete."
"These years, wandering the world with Your Highness, I never cultivated. Instead, it made this final sword truly perfect."
"Sword Nine..."
"Inferior Horse Yellow Wine, Six Ten Thousand Li!"
Nine swords unsheathed, striking across six ten thousand li!
The essence of swordplay filled the air.
"Haha, good!"
Wang Zhe Xian's eyes lit up: "Jian Jiuhuang, your ninth sword is truly exquisite!"
"Even I have opened my eyes."
"Your sword path is not on the immortal path, but in the mortal realm!"
"I want to be the Human Sword!"
After witnessing this final sword, Wang Zhe Xian was also satisfied. He took a big step forward, his fist shattering the Nine Provinces!
"Piercing Mountains and Rivers, Ten Thousand Flowers!"
(End of Chapter)
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