Chapter 43

Listen to the three beats of the drum, they have sounded!

Some readers feel that this doesn't seem like a historical novel. Don't jump to conclusions after just a few chapters, okay? What is a historical novel? I think historical novels have long needed to evolve. The Romance of the Three Kingdoms is also a part of historical novels, and after more than a decade, there has been too much repetition! As a Three Kingdoms enthusiast, I think it's necessary to make a choice and take a new and improved path for the Romance of the Three Kingdoms! I hope my fellow readers will continue to support me and vote for me!

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The morning sun had already shown a line of red light. Through the reflection of the sword, it flashed past Qian Yu's eyes, startling him. His left hand, which was holding the spear shaft, moved forward, and the black spear was already raised, pointing at the opponent.

"Did you also get poisoned by the witchcraft? Is it the Heart-Losing Worm or the Chaos Butterfly? Your words are so off. If you want to kill me, why don't you make a move! You're just spouting off from a distance, pretending to be a little lady!"

Jin Wei was so angry that he was ready to explode. He swung the huge sword of Juque, causing a strong wind to rise.

Cleaving Huashan!

The simplest yet most effective ultimate move.

Qian Yu shouted and thrust his spear forward.

A huge black flower!

Wang Yue raised his eyebrows, and Shi Huang stroked his beard, both showing a slight change in expression.

The demon servant shouted, "What a great sword technique!"

Shen Qiniang, however, shook her head, thinking, "Jin Wei wants to win with his strength, a good idea, but it's hard to achieve."

But the rustling sound continued, and Qian Yu's black spear flower kept shining, breaking, regenerating, and blooming, repeating the cycle.

Jin Wei's long sword was delayed in the air for at least three to four seconds, slowly and steadily falling to within a foot of Qian Yu's head.

Qian Yu shook his right hand on the rear handle, thrusting the spear straight through, striking the spine of the Juque sword, which was only half a foot from the hilt, the weakest point of the Cleaving Huashan move.

Empty! A strange sound, the spear and sword touched and scattered, each retreating.

Announcing that Jin Wei's sword move had completely failed!

During the process of breaking this move, Qian Yu kept taking small steps backward, leading Jin Wei step by step. By the time the power of "Cleaving Huashan" was exhausted, Qian Yu had retreated more than ten feet.

Wang Yue and Shi Huang exchanged glances, both feeling a bit strange. Jin Wei, with the powerful sword Juque and the ultimate move of a dark realm expert, was so easily and simply neutralized by Qian Yu?

Jin Wei shouted, his arms' blood and qi replenished, took a half step forward, and slashed horizontally.

Sweeping a Thousand Armies!

Still a two-handed sword move, a powerful ultimate move.

Still the continuous rustling of the spear flowers... breaking... regenerating... blooming...

After more than ten seconds, Qian Yu had retreated more than ten feet, completely depleting the power of Jin Wei's huge sword. His backward steps were quite skillful, not in a straight line but winding and flowing, so after two moves, the straight-line distance he had retreated wasn't much.

Everyone was secretly puzzled, what kind of spear technique was this?

"Great spear technique!" Wang Yue praised, but couldn't help asking, "Shi Fuzi, what kind of spear technique is this?"

Shi Huang stroked his mouse-like beard, thought for a long time, and suddenly said, "Could it be the Lingering Silk Spear?"

Wang Yue's eyes suddenly brightened, "Yes, it's the Silk Spear of the Lotus Gate from the past! If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten. In our northern region, it's also called the Lotus Root Silk Spear."

The two great experts exchanged another glance, both thinking, "Didn't this spear technique disappear a hundred years ago?"

Wang Yue sighed, "I never thought this lost art of the north would fall into the hands of a young friend like Qian Yu!"

Jin Wei did not relax, and subsequently unleashed powerful sword moves like "Bear Slaying and Tiger Fighting," "Mountain Shaking and River Quaking," "Star Turning and Moon Moving," and "Sword Qi Long Rainbow." His moves were precise, his spirit and qi abundant, especially with "Sword Qi Long Rainbow" and "Misty Green Smoke," where he transcended the rigid methods to reveal a flexible and resilient sword intent, fully demonstrating the high realm of a dark realm expert.

Everyone nodded in admiration, even Wang Yue, who usually despised his character, couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration for his talent.

However, Qian Yu's spear was like countless slippery threads, fitting perfectly. No matter how Jin Wei's superb sword techniques changed, the black flowers in his hand kept appearing and disappearing, firmly entangling the precious sword Juque, preventing its sharp and unparalleled characteristics from being fully utilized.

Faced with such a difficult opponent, Jin Wei's initial rage to kill gradually dissipated. After twenty moves, he felt the Juque sword in his hand becoming heavier and slower.

Suddenly, Qian Yu laughed lightly, "Jingui Gongzi, is this all you can do?"

Qian Yu saw that Jin Wei's move "Tiger Roaring and Dragon Chanting" was sluggish and lacked the grandeur of the wind and clouds, knowing that he had run out of tricks and was exhausted, unable to maintain his attack. He thrust the spear at a 45-degree angle against the spine of the Juque sword, and with a half step back, he broke the remaining power of "Tiger Roaring and Dragon Chanting."

Jin Wei's face was twisted, he retreated, held his sword, and panted for a while before countering, "You dodge and weave under my sword, how can you be considered a real man?"

"Ha ha, you strange uncle who sits at the bottom of a well and still has sweat on your nose! Have you ever seen the sea? Have you ever seen an airplane? Have you ever seen..." Suddenly, he realized that Jin Wei could never have seen airplanes or rockets, and Qian Yu couldn't help but laugh, not wasting his time on a fool.

"Today, I will let you know how high the sky is, how wide the earth is, and how deep the ocean is!"

Qian Yu casually twirled his spear, and his right arm pointed forward with the spear.

A secret manual is a secret manual; learning just one move had an unexpectedly great effect, ten times better than expected.

"Alright, then let you experience the power of my Ten Absolute Lifeless Spear!"

A few pages flashed through his mind, and he came up with a particularly cool name.

Everyone was instantly invigorated.

This was the first time Jin Wei had taken a defensive stance, while his young opponent was preparing to counterattack.

Ten Absolute Lifeless Spear!

Just the name alone suggested how疯狂 his attack would be.

The Lotus Root Silk Spear was already marvelously intricate, with a defensive strategy that opened up new horizons. What kind of supreme spear technique was the Ten Absolute Lifeless Spear?

Qian Yu focused and gathered his energy for a long time, and a huge black flower appeared on the spear, which suddenly thrust forward.

Wait, just one flower?

Wang Yue blinked, and Shi Huang glanced.

Indeed, a first-grade black flower, with three black spear tips.

Each one was real.

"Primordial Qi Spear," Qian Yu called out solemnly.

Jin Wei did not dare to be careless, and swung his sword solemnly.

Block, block, block.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three blocks, perfectly regular.

The flower in the air dispersed, then black threads gathered again, forming two huge flowers.

Second grade, one above, one below, with six black spear tips inside!

"Two Instruments Microdust Spear!" Qian Yu's face was serious.

So difficult!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Jin Wei blocked again.

"Heaven and Earth Three Talents Spear!" Qian Yu gritted his teeth, his arms as strong as if lifting a huge rock.

Third grade, upper, middle, and lower, nine spear heads!

This is really not something I can do!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sweat appeared on Jin Wei's forehead. Qian Yu's attack was clear and straightforward, a truly righteous spear technique. If he let him continue attacking, he might not be able to withstand it.

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PS: Your attacks are clear and straightforward, a truly righteous voting technique. If you keep attacking, the front row's little chrysanthemum will definitely not be able to withstand it!

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