Chapter 81

In the midst of cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of the promise written there.

Just for a moment, Chen Changsheng's mind flashed with countless possibilities, but he could not find a single move to counter it. A sword technique like the three moves of Wen Shui might be able to handle it, but he had not taught them to Luoluo. As for some of the more obscure and dangerous sword techniques he knew, Luoluo's current level and realm were not sufficient to execute them.

Only now did he finally experience a feeling he had never had before, recalling a phrase he thought would never apply to him: "When you need knowledge, you regret not having read more."

He had read countless scriptures but still had a significant lack of understanding in cultivation. Of course, the Great Dao encompasses all, and if given two years, he would have absolute confidence in converting the content of the scriptures into cultivation knowledge. Even facing Gou Hanshi, he would dare to claim victory. But he could not do so now.

He had read too little, ultimately because he had too little time.

If he had enough time, he could know more and teach Luoluo more.

But now, he could not find a sword move to help Luoluo counter Guan Feibai's mountain gate sword.

Looking at Luoluo's innocent little face, her focused brows, and her absolute confidence in him, Chen Changsheng felt a bit ashamed.

He did not think about the fact that Luoluo had not learned all the sword techniques he knew, as that would be like shifting the responsibility to her. That night at the National Teaching Academy, when he first met this little girl, she had placed all her trust in him, and he had to take on all the responsibility.

If he could, he would stand in front of her, facing the net or the sword that fell from the sky, just like that night.

But tonight, he could only stand behind her, helping her face the enemy.

At this moment, Chen Changsheng's eyes suddenly brightened.

He remembered that night at the National Teaching Academy, the powerful demon, and then thought of a method.

If he could not counter the sword, he could temporarily avoid it, just as Gou Hanshi had taught Qijian. As long as he could avoid the first sword that transformed from the wild mountains to the temple, the subsequent sword momentum would inevitably weaken, and it would no longer be as powerful and flawless as it was at this moment.

Avoiding this sword was, of course, a very difficult task.

If he could not find a sword move to counter it, he would use body techniques to counter it!

"Snow Clearing!"

"Ice Pot!"

"Fish Spin!"

Chen Changsheng took a step forward into the arena and shouted three times.

These were three stars in the night sky, representing three directions, and also three body techniques for evasion.

There was only one body technique in the world that could be described so simply yet accurately.

Luoluo held her sword, her toes slightly moved, and her figure swayed.

A gentle breeze rose on the square in front of the hall.

For some reason, she appeared several yards away!

Guan Feibai's sword missed its mark!

A light exclamation of surprise echoed from the stone steps in front of the hall.

Mao Qiuyu's hand, which was stroking his beard, stiffened slightly.

Gou Hanshi's expression became extremely serious, and he subconsciously took a step forward.

"Yeshi Step?"

Luoluo's body technique had truly shocked many people.

Because it looked somewhat like the Yeshi Step of the powerful demons in the Snow City!

It was not until the next moment that Mao Qiuyu and the other important figures clearly saw that it was not the true Yeshi Step, but a simplified version, or a modified simple body technique.

But it was enough to avoid Guan Feibai's sword!

Gou Hanshi's expression remained serious and shocked.

Even if it was just a simplified version or a mere imitation, the ability to simplify or imitate it at least proved that the person understood the Yeshi Step!

The Yeshi Step was a secret technique of a certain demon clan!

Where did this young man learn it?

"Thirteen Returns to the West!"

Chen Changsheng ignored the shocked gazes of the people in the arena and did not look at Gou Hanshi. He continued without hesitation.

Using a simplified or imitated Yeshi Step to help Luoluo avoid Guan Feibai's well-prepared mountain gate sword, he then planned to counterattack!

When he said "Thirteen Returns to the West," his eyes were very clear.

Because his mind was very calm.

He was calm because he was very confident that Luoluo would win in the next moment.

Thirteen Returns to the West was a sword technique from a northern tribe. The technique actually had no name, but if it had to be named, it was recorded in "The Northern Return" as the "Sai Shang Sword" by a former sage of the National Teaching Academy.

No one knew this sword technique, not even Chen Changsheng, who had found this book under the old temple's cushion in Xining Town when he was ten years old.

This book was not among the three thousand scriptures but was a pure travelogue.

Earlier, Gou Hanshi used the biased sword techniques of small sects like the Donglin Seven Stars Sword to put him and Luoluo in a difficult situation. Now, he would use an even more obscure sword technique to defeat the opponent!

At this moment, Luoluo and Guan Feibai were about ten yards apart, each at an eastern star, with corresponding star positions, which was the scene he had been waiting for.

Their positions were the most suitable for the Sai Shang Sword to burst forth and cut through the wild winds of the grasslands!

As long as Luoluo executed this Thirteen Returns to the West, with the skills she had honed over the past few months, the National Teaching Academy would surely win this match.

Gou Hanshi had been watching Chen Changsheng all along.

He saw the calm and confidence in Chen Changsheng's eyes.

He heard the name of the sword technique Chen Changsheng called out but could not recall where it came from.

Was there a sword technique in the world that he did not know?

Gou Hanshi was somewhat surprised, staring at Luoluo's sword-holding hand, preparing for the next move, but for the first time, he felt no confidence in this kind of competition.

The hall was silent.

The square was filled with a silent breeze.

Many people sensed that this was the decisive move Chen Changsheng had released.

Everyone looked at Luoluo, waiting to see the power of the Thirteen Returns to the West.

After an unknown amount of time, Luoluo finally moved.

She turned to look at Chen Changsheng and said pitifully, "Master, I don't know it either..."

A sigh echoed from the front of the hall.

"Thirteen Returns to the West?... It's been a long time."

His face showed some nostalgia, some melancholy, some sadness, and a smile.

"If the princess knew this move, the National Teaching Academy would probably have won tonight."

...

...

There was no "if." Luoluo did not use the legendary Thirteen Returns to the West, so the battle had to continue.

It was just a minor episode.

Chen Changsheng was slightly surprised but did not feel defeated. Instead, this small episode completely freed him from his previous tension, and he immediately called out another sword technique.

They returned to the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword.

Gou Hanshi smiled slightly and responded with the Donglin Seven Stars Sword.

With one response, or one harmony, the situation in the arena returned to its previous state.

It was like a gentle breeze and drizzle in the green forest, serene and beautiful.

But just as the spectators felt a moment of calm, the wind and rain suddenly accelerated.

"Seventh Move."

"Eleventh Mountain Gate Sword."

"Zhou Sect Sword Returns."

"Golden Crow Sword Rises."

"Inverted Golden Crow!"

"Third Sword!"

Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi's voices became faster and faster!

One person would just make a move, and the other would immediately respond. Initially, there were occasional pauses and delays, but now there was no pause, no interruption between their moves!

The spectators could hardly keep up, let alone the two of them who had no time to think!

Their voices became faster, and naturally, the speed of Luoluo and Guan Feibai's moves also increased.

In a short time, they had each made dozens of moves.

The various sword techniques of the various sects of the Lishan Sword Sect were displayed by Guan Feibai with a single sword.

The old sword techniques recorded on the yellow paper in the National Teaching Academy's library were brought to life by Luoluo.

There was no pause, no rest.

Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi continued to make moves.

Luoluo and Guan Feibai continued to wield their swords.

The sword intent was like the wind, stirring the night, and like the rain, pouring down!

As time passed, countless sword techniques and body techniques appeared on the square in front of the Weiyang Palace.

Some sword techniques, though belonging to different schools, were seamlessly connected by Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi, and executed by Luoluo and Guan Feibai, forming a continuous and natural flow, as if they were born to be together!

Some famous continuous sword techniques were forcibly broken apart by Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi, and the subsequent moves appeared after more than ten moves, but with even greater effect!

The spectators on the stone steps in front of the hall were stunned, occasionally exclaiming in surprise.

"Is this possible?"

"What move is this?"

"Teacher, this move makes no sense, right?"

"Uncle, do you know this move?"

The night was deep, the stars were shining, and the sword light was crisscrossing.

This unique match between the National Teaching Academy and the Lishan Sword Sect tonight captivated the students and teachers of the various academies in the capital and the people from the Southern Delegation.

The profound knowledge and abilities displayed by Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi were awe-inspiring, and the two people in the arena, who were facing each other with their swords, earned the utmost respect from the audience.

From the beginning until now, Chen Changsheng and Gou Hanshi had called out hundreds of sword techniques. Except for the Thirteen Returns to the West, Luoluo and Guan Feibai had executed all of them without any deviation or error, perfectly. This was an incredibly difficult feat!

The comments from Dean Mao Qiuyu had already made the students of the various academies in the capital feel ashamed. The Lishan Sword Sect's training of its disciples had indeed surpassed the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the Seven Laws of the Divine Kingdom were indeed extraordinary people who had endured hard training. But what about that little girl? As the only daughter of the White Emperor, how could she endure so much hardship and learn so many sword techniques?

The exclamations gradually subsided, and the discussions gradually faded away.

The hall was silent, a silence that represented respect.

Dean Mao Qiuyu looked at the arena and suddenly said, "The battle between Zhou ** and Emperor Taizong in Luoyang City back then was probably no more than this."

Hearing this, the expressions of the important figures near him